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When she opened the door, he tossed his bags onto the floor and as she was laying her keys on the table his arm snaked about her waist. Pulling her fiercely to him, he used his other hand to reach around and tug on her shirt. Nearly growling he pulled the shirt over her head and unzipped her jeans. Both hands grasped her jeans, and he slowly slid them to the floor, moving with them down her body and pressing his face into her silky panties. He heard her gasp, and felt her shuddering trembles shaking her legs.

His placed his arms around her as his face pushed deep into her grooves, gulping in the scent of her sex. She could hear him murmuring, just barely making out the sound of his gutteral whisper as he pulled her down toward the floor, placing her on her stomach with his body weight above her from behind. His mouth was at her throat, and then whispering into her ear.

"Your pussy smells so good to me, love. Now I'm going to take these panties off you and press my face into your pussy. I'm going to make you come again and again. I want to hear you screaming my name."

She shivered as she felt the panties slide down her legs and then felt his hot tongue slide into her opening. She couldnt see him, only feel him. He tongue flicked over her clit repeatedly gently digging into it, and soon the heat that it created had her juices flowing like a river.

He sucked at the moisture, and she felt him insert his fingers into her pussy. The sensations and heat consumed her body as he fucked her with his fingers, making her orgasm furiously. Feeling the vibrations of her inner mucles with his slick fingers, he waited a moment until she subsided then pushed her legs futher apart, and moved further up her body. He thrust himself into her, and felt her orgasm again, shaking violently underneath him.

He covered her body with his, pressing her into the floor as he ground himself into her. He felt every twitch in her body, and heard what he had wanted to hear from the moment he saw her beautiful face in the airport. She was screaming, "Russell, oh God, Russell." Over and over he heard his name reverberate into the air, and her hips were rising to meet his thrusts. Each time she would arch her hips and he would pump them back to the floor. With each thrust the heat built in both of their bodies, and when climax came it was deep for both of them.

She felt his body straining against hers, and as she orgasmed yet again, she felt his cum deep within her adding to the exquisite burning already there. He withdrew himself and, sitting up on his knees, turned her over where he covered her face in heavy kisses. They both laughed when they realized that once again, they had not managed to make it to the bedroom.

As the passion of their lovemaking calmed a bit, togather they retreated to her shower and washed each other off. Neither bothered to don any clothes, knowing they would come off again. They curled up in a blanket to talk to each other. He leaped right into where he wanted to conversation to be and said, "I want you to come with me. When I leave here, I want you by my side."

She sat bolt upright, and stared at him. "You.....want me to come with you where?" She said warily.

"Everywhere. Australia first, to meet my folks, and I was thinking maybe we could visit your parents as well?" He smiled hesistantly. He was terribly afraid at that moment, because she didnt seem to be taking to the idea very well by the way she was staring at him. God, he hoped she would say yes. He didnt think he could stand another extended seperation from her.

She was completely taken off guard with his ardent question that was posed in the form of a command. She knew that he didnt mean it the way it sounded, and saw right through to the thick of what he wanted. In effect, he was saying he wanted her to be a fixture in his life. Not simply a destination, but a journey. She was quiet for a moment, mulling over what she had to gain, and what she had to lose. Her eyes hadnt left his face, and with each passing second she thought she could see doubt creeping into those translucent windows to his soul.

She had realized from the start that he wasnt as self-assured as he appeared, and was quite prepared to deal with a little egotism every now and then. All in all, it was quite worth it for the way she felt when she was with him.
She smiled at him, and took his hand in hers knowing she would follow him to the ends of the earth if necessary. She raised his hand to her mouth, and pressed a kiss into his palm - a lover's kiss. His eyes danced in the misty light, glowing from an inner fire that, at that moment, nothing on God's earth could have quenched.

"I will go anywhere with you that you ask me to go, Russell. At this point, I was thinking of keeping you here all to myself and never letting you leave...but since you have asked me to go...how can I refuse? You know I love you, and now I mean to prove it. I think it is a wonderful idea to meet your parents, and I would love to have you meet mine. Who shall we visit first, my soul?"

It was the combination of the love in her eyes, and the first endearment to him that she had ever uttered, and it completely undid him. He had wanted to visit with his folks first, but now realized that he would do anything she wanted. If she asked him to walk on water, he would be out there trying to figure out how to do it. He had never felt so scared, and yet so loved, in his entire life. He realized that he was wrapped completely around her little finger, and hoped that she loved him a tenth as much as he loved her.

"I've always said that I wanted everything done my way, but Tasha - whatever you want to do first is alright with me."

Her eyes widened, and she laughed. "So you mean the surly old Mr. Russell Crowe would be my love slave if I asked it of him?" They both giggled and he said, "Yes Ma'am. I cant think of anything I would enjoy more!"

They both chuckled, and she said, "My soul, I love you just the way you are. You make the plans and surprise me, how's that?"

He pulled her in closer to him, and kissed her, holding onto her as though she were the only thing keeping him afloat in a world aflood. She proceeded to push him back onto the couch, and lick him from head to toe, taking his dick in her turbulent mouth, and sucking with avidity.

The pressures of the last few months had melted away after only a few hours in her presense, and he felt himself give in to pleasure as he came into her mouth and she licked him dry. She grinned like a fool, and he pulled her down to him, where he kissed her with ardor. Exhausted, she collapsed onto him, and fell asleep almost instantly. He listened as her breathing deepened, all the while wondering how he had gotten so damn lucky in life.