A wonderfully written, totally HOT fanfic by Courtney.
I just warned ya above! LOL! It's muy caliente!!
I put a spell on you
Because you're mine.
You better stop
The things that you're doin'.
I said "Watch out!
I ain't lyin', yeah!
I ain't gonna take none of your
Foolin' around;
I ain't gonna take none of your
Puttin' me down;
I put a spell on you
Because you're mine.
All right!
�Have I told you how much I hate this game?� Sheridan moaned as Luis entered the living room, a long rectangular box protruding from under his arm. He raised an eyebrow at his wife and shook his head disapprovingly at her.
�That�s not having an open mind, Sheridan,� he scolded playfully, setting the board game down on the coffee table.
�There are just so many other things we could be doing,� she murmured, licking her lips to moisten them. Luis followed the movement of her tongue along the lines of her mouth, and he laughed at her not-so-subtle insinuation.
�Sheridan, humor me. It�s storming something fierce outside, and nights like this were made for Scrabble.� He reached over and grabbed her hand, urging her to sit down. She heaved a sigh and settled cross-legged on the floor at the opposite end of the low table. Luis flashed her his killer smile, his eyes crinkling warmly, and she had to grin. He was just so damned irresistible.
�Okay, okay. You win. It might be fun,� she relented, her blue eyes sparkling in the dim candlelight. They had lost power about an hour ago, and the rain continued to pound against the roof, smacking against the skylight in thick sheets, reminding them of the nasty weather brewing outside.
�It will be fun,� he promised, shaking the lid free from the bottom of the box. �I remember when I was younger, when we would get a thunderstorm that knocked out our power, Mama would always find a game from the closet for us all to play. We�d start with something easy, like Candyland, for Miguel and Theresa, and after Mama had put them to bed, she and Antonio and I would play Scrabble. That was before he took off, of course,� Luis� voice trailed off, and Sheridan noticed the sad, distant look suddenly heavy in his eyes. Sheridan smiled empathetically and leaned over the table, taking her husband�s hand in hers, caressing it lightly.
�You always have such happy memories of your childhood,� she said wistfully. �You know how I spent thunderstorms?� Luis shook his head, drawing her hand up to his mouth and brushing the flesh gently with his lips.
�No. How?� he asked, holding her hand against his chin.
�Usually by myself in my room at school,� she replied. �I�d usually just sit by the window and watch the lightning illuminate the entire city of Paris. It was really quite beautiful, but what were my other options? Cower under my sheets?� She paused. �I had enough fears when I was little. Thunder and lightning were nothing compared to the nightmares I had.�
�Those are behind you now, baby,� Luis whispered soothingly. �All your dreams are good ones now.� Sheridan nodded and smiled brightly.
�And I have you to thank for that,� she added. �So I guess I owe you a game or two, huh?�
�It�s a start,� he grinned, spilling the square tiles. They scattered noisily across the table.
�Aren�t those supposed to stay in that little pouch? And we draw from there?� Sheridan asked doubtfully. Luis shrugged and shook his head.
�It�s much easier this way,� he said matter of factly. �Draw seven.� Sheridan nodded. Luis laughed to himself as he watched her, her pink tongue sticking out just a bit between her lips as she carefully selected her tiles.
�Sheridan, baby, we don�t have all night,� he teased. Her eyes twinkled dangerously as her tongue shot out, wiggling it at him jokingly.
�Actually, we do,� she retorted with a sly smile. �And as little as I play Scrabble, my dear, I do take it seriously.� Luis laughed aloud. Her competitive nature was showing.
�Okay, Mrs. Lopez-Fitzgerald,� he smiled. �Shall we begin then?�
�We shall. And I�ll tell you what. I�ll even let you go first. Chauvinism be damned,� she giggled. Luis rolled his eyes good-naturedly as he arranged his tiles, searching for a feasible word among them. He furrowed his brow, still studying the letters.
�A-ha!� he grinned triumphantly, setting the tiles down in the center of the board. Sheridan craned her neck and read the word.
�Harbor?� she announced. She clucked her tongue playfully. �You disappoint me, Luis.�
�Why is that, sweetheart?�
�Why spell a boring word like harbor,� she began, wriggling her eyebrows at him seductively, laying her tiles down. �when you can spell a word like this.� She sat back, smirking at him, the candlelight gleaming in her eyes. Luis� eyes widened at the letters descending vertically from the �o� in harbor.
�Oral?� he repeated. Sheridan nodded and ran her tongue teasingly along her lower lip.
�I had another word in mind,� she purred. �But I couldn�t spell it with the pathetic letters you left out there. Your turn.� Luis narrowed his eyes determinedly. It sounded like a challenge to him. He scanned his new letters quickly. Locating a word that would no doubt meet Sheridan�s approval, he built his next word horizontally from the �l� in oral.
�Lick,� he declared, jotting down his score on the notepad. Sheridan frowned.
�I might need a demonstration of that one,� she pouted, lowering her eyes, the corners of her mouth turning up ever so slightly.
�Oh really?� He raised himself up on his knees and extended his body over the table, stopping inches from her face. His tongue found the bottom of her lower lip, and he let it linger there for a moment before slowly dragging it up her mouth. She tasted sweet against his tongue, and he longed for more. Sheridan moaned against his lips, urging him to kiss him, but he resisted. The game was just getting started, after all, he mused to himself. He sank back to his side of the table. Sheridan�s eyes crackled with desire, with a passion that Luis had obviously ignited and failed to satisfy. She met his eyes, smiling boldly as she plunked down her tiles.
�Kiss,� she stated proudly. �You walked right into that one.� Luis� heart began to beat a little faster as Sheridan pursed her lips and rested her elbows on the table. �Think you can handle one little peck?�
�Bring it on,� he challenged, his dark eyes locking on hers. Sheridan captured his mouth with her lips, moving against his lips hungrily. She smiled to herself as she felt his tongue pressing at the center of her lips, begging for access inside her mouth, but she lazily broke the kiss, drawing her mouth away from his burning lips. She saw the passion glazing over in his eyes, and she shot him a sensual smile.
�That�s twenty. Double word score,� she motioned, nodding at the score pad. Luis scratched a few pencil marks on the paper and set it back down. �Did you replace the tiles you used last time?�
�Yes,� he retorted. �So don�t even start accusing me of cheating, my love. I know better than that when I play with you. Those eyes see everything.�
�Indeed they do,� she smiled mysteriously. Luis grinned and mulled over his options. There were several words he could make with his given tiles, but which word would give him the upper hand?
�Ear?� Sheridan exclaimed as he formed the word above the second �r� in harbor. �You�re slipping darling. That�s a sad four points.�
�Yes,� he nodded, the husky tone of his voice sending a shudder down Sheridan�s spine. �But I get to do this.� He pushed her silky blonde curls away from her ear, tracing his tongue carefully along the curves of the lobe. His teeth nipped gently at the soft flesh, suckling it into his mouth. Sheridan shivered, his warm breath mingling with the cooler air to create a delicious sensation that surged through her nerves. �See? I�ll take my four points for that any day.� Sheridan smiled languidly at him.
�Too bad I can�t award you any bonus points for style. But it is against the rules, you know.�
�Rules were made to be broken,� Luis replied suggestively. Sheridan placed a hand over her mouth in mock horror.
�Is the good Officer advocating breaking the rules? Who are you and what have you done with my Luis?� she gasped, feigning a swoon. Luis caught her off guard, latching onto her lips for a short, but intense, kiss.
�That should prove my identity,� he laughed. Sheridan inhaled and smiled.
�Oh yeah.� Luis watched as her fingers wandered to the buttons of her silk sweater. �Is it getting hot in here?�
�Uh, no,� Luis replied, his eyes fixed on each button as they were freed from their holes. �That�s just you baby.� Sheridan�s lips curled into a lust-filled, come hither grin. She shrugged the sweater from her shoulders, leaving her clad in only a sheer ivory camisole. Luis drew in a ragged breath at the sight of her taut nipples, straining against the flimsy material. He groaned and felt himself harden.
�Tease?� he read, frowning as Sheridan set down her tiles, hiding her own smile. �Tease, Sheridan? That�s not very nice.�
�Who said I had to play nice?� She laughed throatily, earning another groan from Luis. �You should know me well enough by now, darling. I play to win.� Luis raised an eyebrow challengingly at his wife.
�Well you should know, I never give up without a fight.� He shifted the tiles around on his tray, his tongue fixed between his lips in concentration. Sheridan impulsively slid her hand over her collarbone and down to the swell of her breasts, which were just visible above the lacy neckline of her camisole. Luis shot her a disapproving look. �If you�re trying to distract me, Mrs. Lopez-Fitzgerald, it�s not working.� Sheridan withdrew her hand and pouted playfully.
�I thought you always said I was irresistible.� Luis laughed and arranged his tiles on the board.
�You are�except when I�m fixated on beating you at something.� Sheridan stuck her tongue out at him and studied the word he had just spelled. Her breath caught in her throat, and her pulse quickened.
�I don�t believe you had the letters to spell that!� she exclaimed. �It�s a little too convenient.� Luis shrugged.
�I thought we discussed cheating already,� he chided gently. �You�re just jealous I spelled it and you didn�t.� He licked his lips in anticipation and reclined, leaning his back against the chair. �I�m waiting.� Sheridan locked her eyes on his desirous gaze and stood slowly, her fingers wandering to the zipper on the back of her skirt. She shook her head disbelievingly and glanced down at the word �undress� once more, preceding the first �s� in �kiss.�
�Lucky break, Lopez-Fitzgerald,� she muttered, shimmying the skirt down her toned, shapely legs. Luis grinned and linked his hands together behind his neck.
�It�s not luck, my love. It�s called strategy.� Sheridan rolled her eyes and peeled the camisole away from her body, leaving her clad only in a lace strapless bra and a matching string bikini. She kicked off her heels and sat down cross-legged on the floor again. Luis gave her a puzzled look, and she smirked triumphantly.
�All you spelled is undress,� she replied smugly. �I did just that. If you want this off,� she smiled coyly, tugging at the lace of her bra, �I think the word naked needs to be spelled out. So sorry you couldn�t be more specific,� she added teasingly. Luis wanted to lean over and kiss that self-righteous smile off her face. But as he drew his replacement tiles, a grin crept back onto his face, and he knew he�d soon have his revenge.
�My turn,� Sheridan sang, building her tiles down off the �n� in �undress.� Luis furrowed his brow momentarily, searching for another location on the board where he could place his own word. He needed that �n.� He smiled wickedly to himself as he located another letter that would help him, and he turned his attention back to Sheridan�s word.
�Neck?� Luis declared. Sheridan smiled lasciviously and crept towards him on all fours.
�Congratulations, Officer. You can read,� she teased, giving him a taunting smile before she brushed her lips over the warm flesh of his neck. She inhaled deeply, drinking in the intoxicating scent of his cologne and continued to move her mouth eagerly over the soft skin of his throat. She trailed her tongue over the curves of his collarbone and upward, just beneath the curve of his jaw line. Luis moaned at the contact, his erection increasing from the sensations her mouth was creating within him. Sheridan�s lips finally broke away from his neck, and she moistened her lips, tasting the sweetness of his skin still on her mouth. She retreated to the other side of the table, smiling blissfully as she jotted her score down on the pad.
Luis bit his lip, staring down absently at his tiles. He debated if now was the right time to use the word he had planned. As much fun as he was having, and he would have liked to see the game continue, his throbbing arousal and the fact that Sheridan was sitting a few feet away nearly naked was wreaking havoc with his senses. He wanted her so badly. Reaching for the three tiles he had selected, he laid them before the last �e� in �tease.� Sheridan�s eyes scanned the word he spelled anxiously.
�Luis, how the hell did you manage that?� she crowed, shaking her head.
�You issued the challenge my dear. I only accepted it.� Sheridan laughed and held his gaze unwaveringly as she deftly unhooked her bra and stripped it away from her breasts with a knowing smile. She rose and carefully slipped her thumbs inside either side of the string bikini and seductively slid the panties off her body. Luis sucked in a greedy breath and drank in the stunning visual she was presenting him with.
�I believe that is the definition of the word nude, no?� she flashed him a sexy smile. Luis nodded and sighed.
�You give new meaning to the word, Sheridan. God, you�re beautiful,� he breathed as a flash of lightning illuminated the room through the skylight. Sheridan smiled demurely and settled back on the floor.
�Something is wrong with this picture, Luis,� she whispered. �I�m sitting here completely naked, and you�re fully clothed. Don�t you see a problem with that?�
�Why don�t you do something about it?� he retorted, a gleam in his dark eyes. Sheridan�s tongue snaked out to wet her lips again, and she nodded lazily.
�I accept that dare,� she grinned, using the �e� in �ear� to spell the word she had in mind. Luis� breathing escalated as he realized what she was about to do. Sheridan crawled towards him, her hands automatically finding the zipper of his jeans. �Stand up for me,� she begged softly. Luis obliged, and he closed his eyes as Sheridan eased his jeans off him, then found the waistband of his boxer shorts. He hissed as the material grazed over his erection, but the pain was soon replaced by pleasure as Sheridan�s mouth engulfed him. He groaned and braced his hands on the arms of the chair, bucking his hips impatiently as her tongue swirled over the sensitive flesh and explored every inch of his skin. Her nails dug into the flesh of his thighs, and he held her to him, his fingers threading through her soft blonde curls lovingly. Her mouth created an intense suction over him, waves of satisfaction overcoming him as she worked her magic on him. She ran her tongue over the tip of him, eliciting a cry of delight from him, and she smiled to herself, enjoying the reaction she knew she was having on him. She shifted her hands to the soft, bare flesh just beneath his buttocks, thrusting him further into her mouth.
�God, Sheridan,� he panted, his breathing becoming more and more irregular with every movement of her mouth. Sheridan released him and looked up at him, her eyes glittering with contentment as she stood and met his own eyes.
�I take it you approved of my choice of words?� she murmured, lacing her arms around his neck. He drew her naked body against his, her bare breasts pressing against the cotton of his t-shirt. She stepped back and with one swift motion, she removed his shirt, tossing it aside once it was up and over his head. Luis lowered his head and captured her mouth in a ravenous kiss. Sheridan sighed against him and moaned deeply as she felt his arousal against her stomach. She pushed at his broad chest, breaking the embrace.
�We�ve got a game to finish,� she reminded him scoldingly. �It�s not over til one of us uses all our tiles.�
�Come on, Sheridan,� he pleaded. �Forget the damned game. I want you. Now.� Sheridan smiled liltingly and shook her head.
�Spell something,� she dared him suggestively. Luis groaned and studied his tiles angrily. His frustrated expression changed as a loud clap of thunder boomed and he discovered a word he could use to his advantage. Using the �c� in the word �erect,� he followed it with his letters to spell �caress.� Sheridan�s eyes widened. Luis grinned to himself. Now it was her turn to spiral so close to the edge she wouldn�t want to stop. He lowered his eyes to take in her full breasts, and his hands raised to cup them gently in his palms. Sheridan moaned and arched herself into his hands, closing her eyes as her nipples peaked against the familiar feel of his touch. His thumbs circled the aching peaks slowly at first, moving more insistently as Sheridan�s moans rose. Her entire body began to tingle, and she quivered under his ministrations. She screamed out with pleasure as his mouth captured one breast, sucking gently at the tight bud, then rushing to soothe it with soft strokes of his tongue. Sheridan felt her knees go weak from the sensations stirring between her thighs, and she murmured Luis� name as his mouth found her other breast and repeated the same sweet torture on it.
�Maybe you�re right,� she managed to rasp between labored breaths. �I want you so badly. I need you to make love to me right now, Luis.� Luis flashed her a sinful smile. Mission accomplished. �Should I spell my next word?�
�I thought you just said�� Luis argued. Sheridan�s eyes sparkled with mischief.
�I can�t end this game,� she reasoned. �But I drew a letter that I can put to very good use.�
�Well, baby, you�ve piqued my curiosity. Go ahead,� he encouraged. Sheridan leaned down and selected two tiles from her tray and placed them on the board with a grin. Luis� eyes wandered to the last �s� in �kiss,� and he smiled lovingly at Sheridan.
�That I can do,� he whispered, bending his knees slightly to scoop her into his arms. Sheridan draped her arms around his neck and returned his smile.
�I thought you might accept the invitation,� she whispered. Luis descended on her lips and kissed her passionately. He backed up a few steps until he felt the back of his legs hit the couch. He carefully settled themselves onto it, Sheridan�s legs automatically shifting to straddle him. She wrapped her arms tighter around him and found his mouth again, her tongue urging at his lips to accept her entrance inside. Luis parted his lips and darted his tongue out, meeting hers to duel and dance erotically before drawing her inside his own warm depths. Luis groaned against her mouth as he felt her wetness brush over his straining erection. He lifted her slightly, and she instinctively lowered herself onto him, hissing with pleasure as he filled her completely. She laced her fingers through his and closed her eyes as she began to rock back and forth atop him, her head tilted back in ecstasy as Luis� lips searched the hollow of her neck. Their bodies continued to join intimately, Luis� thrusts increasing in intensity and speed as Sheridan�s rhythm altered to match his own.
Sheridan knew she was quickly approaching her climax, and she didn�t know how much longer she could fight the heady sensations threatening to overpower her. The feelings that Luis roused within her always amazed her, that it was possible to feel such an awesome love for another person the way she felt about Luis. She smiled at him privately, knowing that this was something she shared with him alone.
Luis smiled back through his own escalating pleasure, brushing several damp strands of hair out of her enchanting eyes. She held his gaze hypnotically; he never wanted to look away when she stared deeply into his eyes like he was the only man in the world.
�I love you, Sheridan,� he whispered. His words sent Sheridan over the edge, crying out his name as her climax swept through her. Luis held her close as she trembled and tiny aftershocks consumed her. He felt his own orgasm rise and crash through every nerve in his body, and he allowed her to coax him through the tremors that shook him.
�I love you, Luis,� she murmured happily, laying her head against his chest. He smiled and pressed a kiss into her hair gently. Sheridan absently drew circles on his muscular chest with her index finger, her other hand exploring the well-defined planes of his abdomen.
�I don�t think I�ll ever be able to look at Scrabble in the same way,� he laughed, as the rain beating against the skylight grew louder. Sheridan grinned and nestled into the crook of his neck.
�Good,� she sighed. �Then I�ll have no problem challenging you to a rematch the next stormy night we have.� Luis caressed her back gently, the smooth skin feeling like silk under his rougher touch.
�Why wait for another stormy night?� he offered. He held her tightly as he scooted to the edge of the couch and grabbed the edge of the board, spilling the tiles onto the floor. �Why not have a rematch right now?�
�I like the way you think,� Sheridan giggled, kissing him. Luis let one of his finger linger on her supple, swollen lips.
�I�ll even let you go first this time,� he whispered. Sheridan laughed.
�Deal. Shall we play again then?�
The End!!