Title: Encounter

Author: Chesarae

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Rating: NC-17

Category: One of Vin�s big screen characters and his grl--

Summary: Pure SMUT inspired by a certain movie scene.....

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Disclaimer: I don�t own any of these characters-- I just enjoy them.

They laid there in utter silence. Neither knowing that one was separate from the other because they were meshed-- They were one glorious creation.

The rattley old window was propped open and a cool breeze drifted in fluttering over sweat dampened skin causing it to tingle in delight. The deliciously cool sheets of the bed that they inhabited whispered in response-- Lavender and the musk of hot untamed lovemaking filled the air...

Only moments before the two had engaged in activity that had brought their hearts together in a frenzy of need and passion--

They had made it to the room just in time. As the door slammed shut-- he backed her against the wall and ran two very nicely shaped forearms on either side of her head. She cocked her head in response and arched her eyebrow in challenge. Never one to turn down a match-- he looked fully into her eyes and with bruising force-- he crushed his heated lips to hers.

Her mouth opened slightly to him and he invaded the fortress demanding more. She, however, would not give so easily and pushed him roughly against his chest. His face lit with a cocky smirk as he allowed himself to be roughly driven towards his own bed. He hit its soft confines with the final push of her hands and allowed himself to sink into it�s cool depths.

She joined him on the bed and straddled him. She wanted him, but... he must be tortured first.... She reached for his black sleeveless shirt and jerked it off over his head. How he had the most beautiful body that she had ever seen. God had made him perfect. She smiled and ran her tongue lightly over her full bottom lip eliciting a groan from him.

She then leaned forward to take a salty taste. She pressed her lips in feathery nips along his jaw slowly drawing herself down his neck. She was searching for that spot.... She found it-- his pulse. She ran her tongue over his strong rhythm and enjoyed its feel beneath her tongue. She loved that part of him-- the part that beat only for her. She latched on and drove him wild-- sending heat coursing thru his entire being.

This was his turning point-- he had to touch. Hating to break contact, but needing to dominate-- he put his fingers in her dark wild locks and pulled her face back. She starred back at him thru smoky dark chocolate orbs and silently begged him.... Sitting up, he peeled her shirt from her glazed body. He then ran his hands over her shoulders and down her arms taking her bra straps with him. She was beautiful and vibrant sitting before him and he wanted also to taste. He found the clasp posing as the gate to heaven and fumbled with it momentarily before decidedly ripping the damn thing apart and away from her body. His brow marred in frustration-- he turned his attention to bigger and better things... How he loved her-- all of her, and how he loved her breasts... They were perfect-- Two beautiful desert roses with dusky tips begging to be kissed by his desire. Like always-- he dug right in like a child with an ice cream sundae. He breathed in her intoxicating sent and nuzzled her softness. Wasting no time he took one tip in his heated mouth and drove her wild with want. He ran his palm to the other cupping it�s perfection and drawing smooth circles around its center with the pad of his thumb. He suckled as if his life force depended on it.

She was kindled by fire and couldn�t help but throw her head back-- her mouth open wide in loss of coherent thought. She realized though that he was taking charge and so she held on a few moments more before pulling back. She looked him dead in the eye and once again arched that eyebrow. He was outdoing himself again and she wanted to give him something in return. Her hand moved to his waist and tugged roughly at his belt. She brought both hands to the smooth metallic buckle and her fingers worked it open. She grasped it�s end and he pushed up allowing her to pull it away from his body and to send it sailing beyond.

Together, they worked his slacks down his frame-- stopping only to remove his boots which were halting the process. He was left there nude except for his boxers which at the moment resembled an army tent. She laughed deep within her throat and bubbled with devious thoughts. Aching to get her fingers wrapped around his hard length-- she hungrily gripped his boxers and freed him of them. Her lips formed an �O� at the sight of him standing free and proud-- as they never ceased to do on every occasion as such. She reached out and took a hold of his base imagining what punishment she would receive for this later. Her fingers played softly over him for a brief moment before she began to stroke him in all his rigid wonder.

His body warmed instantly to her touch and heated waves washed upon him. As she worked her magic-- he tensed slightly and then relaxed only to be brought short with every stroke of her silken hand... He was just reaching a sliver of control when he felt a velvet encasement breach the very tip of his lower self. His eyes flew open as he let out a groan filled with indescribable emotion. She pulled back slightly before taking even more of him in. Then-- releasing her hold-- she ran her tongue lightly from his tip to his base. He shuddered and pulled away fast.

Now was not the time to loose control. He had to regain his composure and teach her a lesson. He pulled himself away and rolled her so that she was then beneath him. Damn if she wasn�t almost still fully clothed while he sat there in all his glory. He�d fix that in a jiffy. He reached for her own belt and gracefully undid it. He then grasped the whole bulk of her clothing and pulled her black leather skirt and satin leopard skin panties off at the same instant. Now to get rid of her precious chunky boots-- they screamed of her fierce will, but only stood in his path.

Finished with his task-- he gazed upon her in open merriment. He approved of what he saw-- he definitely approved. She caught his approval and bent one knee back granting an invitation. He didn�t faulter, but moved forward.... He found her navel and swirled his tongue around its presence-- teasing her in delight. He nipped at her flat expanse of a stomach and lingered too long in mind to drive her beyond her limits and it worked. She pushed her hips up in aggravation and beckoned him to explore her endless depths. Driving her to even further aggravation he moved instead to her face and took her mouth into a brazen passion-lit kiss. His tongue snaked out to duel with hers for claim of who would win this round. He deepened the kiss and worked her into a smoldering flame. Just as she was losing herself in the sensation of his torturing tongue-- she felt two fingers slip between her folds and press against her core. They didn�t stay for long, but moved to test her wetness. She moaned hoarsely as one and then another finger invaded her stronghold. Her center caught fire and began to blaze.

Breaking the kiss he moved once again. She was so wet for him and she smelled so sweet that he just had to have one last taste before claiming her. Her swooped down and found her center with his brazen mouth. He could hear her sudden yelp as he drank in her special flavor. It was indescribable in itself. Having enough play-- he moved until his tip was positioned at his goal and then-- he impaled her... She screamed out in pleasure and whipped her head to the side as they began to dance in an age old rhythm-- both guiding the other along...

Needing to anchor herself and state her claim she ran her hands up his forearms and let her nails sink thru slightly leaving beat red marks in their wake. The two continued to ride one another until the first waves of a warm washed bliss began to over take them. Seeking the heat-- they sped their dance. He was getting so close-- on the brink, but she was slightly behind. Wanting only to reach the peak with her at his side he reached between their bodies, found her core, and began to tease her clit to an even higher sense of sharp pleasure. Soon-- they were both riding those final crashing waves... And then she tensed clamping her inner muscles down on his rigid length. Being sheathed so tightly inside heaven-- he himself went overload and they both joined one another at the crest-- and then began riding the downfall together....

They soared-- They drifted from one plane to another knowing only that they were one creation fused into a rainbow of vibrant sparkling bliss.... And somewhere along the lines-- �I love you� was found and identified thru action rather than word. He fell heavily upon her-- resting for a moment and then pulling her close and rolling them to their sides-- still deeply connected. He stroked a strand of her slick dark hair from her forehead and pressed a cool kiss there before closing his eyes. She curled into him and allowed her own heavy lids to lower.....

Moving her legs slightly against him-- she urged him into consciousness. He opened his lids and looked thru smoky eyes at her beautiful yet kinky smile-- He pulled slightly apart-- enough that she could prop herself on her elbows to look even deeper into his gaze.

Another breeze pushed itself thru the open window ruffling her dark hair as she smiled and stated, �Didn�t I tell ya?�

�Yeah baby,� he responded, �That was one hell of a Massage.....�

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