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    Salome never really got out of her bathing suit, oh for bed time and for general school she changed, but during the day clothes were optional.  Especially on hot days like this one, leaning on the door frame, she chewed on her lip and shifted her bag and towel from one arm to another.  It was dark outside, and so she hoped the pool would be empty, who else would be swimming at night:?  Glancing outside, she sighed and then looked back toward the bedroom.

    "Mortie!  C'mon!"

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His hands on her, in the heat and the wet of the shower made everything feel so much better, as if she was extra aware of each touch and caress. Licking her lips she made a face when she actually tasted the shaving cream. Wiping her mouth off with the back of her hand, she smiled and finally wrapped an arm around his neck.

Her breathing slowed a little even as her heart beat wildly in her chest. God he felt so hot and so hard against her, very carefully she reached up and placed her lips against his. Lightly she kissed him, as her fingers moved up the hair on the back of his head. Opening her mouth she flicked her tongue out over his bottom lip, eager for more, unable to help herself. It wasn't wrong for her to want him, no more then it was for him to want her.

As she reached up to kiss him to caress him, her bare, slick stomach rubbed up against his cock, unintentionally rubbing him.

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He groaned as she rubbed herself against him, it really took nothing more than that for her to get him hard. He was halfway there to begin with. His hands grasped at her body, trying to tighten his grip but they were both so wet and she was so smooth...his fingers kept slipping.

He let his body sag against the wall of the shower, his lips parted further and his tongue darted out to lick at and tease her lips. Kisses, he wanted so many of them from her. Light, soft, tender, hard, deep, slow, long...in any combination. Just so long as he could taste her, feel her. Explore her and be explored. He moaned again and slid his hand along her spine, up the length of her back and her neck to hold her head, cradle her while he gave in and kissed her the way he wanted.

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It took her awhile to realize what she had done, it surprised her at first but then she gave into it, eagerly. He didn't pull back, he stayed and that thrilled her more then his erection. Still, it wasn't to be ignored, she gently reached down between them and started to play with him. Her nails lightly moving over his length, savoring the heat he gave off.

Her tongue eagerly reached for his, tasting him, pulling him deeper into her mouth. She was addicted to his kisses, ever since the first one she couldn't stop thinking about them, him. Maybe, somewhere, she knew she was falling to fast and too hard for him, but she didn't care. She wanted him, only him, and she would do whatever she needed to to have him. Her fingers grabbed at his shoulder, trying to keep up right as she tried to find a correct position against him so neither of them slipped.

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His eyes flew open at the feel of her intentionally stroking him, raking her nails over the so sensitive anatomy. It didn't take long for him to relax again, let his eyes flutter closed so that he was looking at her from under long, dark lashes instead.

He found that interesting, watching her face as they kissed. the way the muscles of her face moved, her lashes touching her cheek as her eyes stayed closed, the way she tilted her head this way and that to keep from bumping noses...and he could see every last delicate freckle under her tanned skin.

He let her kiss him, caress him for a bit, trying to stay alert and focused enough to hold her safely, but the water was starting to cool and with it, so was she. Her skin. And he had to pull away. He didn't want to know what she felt like cold. She had to be warm, soft...he needed her to stay warm or there was no way he could do this.

"Salome..." He said her name softly, affectionately as he broke off their kisses. He kept repeating her name, dropping softer, shorter kisses on her mouth and cheeks before stopping altogether. "We should get out of the shower...the hot water's gone..."

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"Oh, Mortie." She spoke back at him, her breathing quick against his lips, she loved it when he said her name, it sounded so special coming from him. For some reason she didn't think he said enough, but it made her beam when he said it. Very slowly she pulled back, nodding, he had a good point, she could fill the chill running down her spine and seep into her skin.

Reaching back, she turned off the water and then smiled at him, keeping close to him, hoping that he didn't change his mind to stop their actions all together. Licking her lips, she stepped over the rim of the tub, her body shaking a little, nervous and cold all at the same time. She reached for a clean towel and handed one to him first before taking one for herself.

Wrapping it around her body she warmed and kept her eyes on him, her expression quick and anxious. She wanted to pull him close and to kiss him hard, but she didn't want to interrupt his cleaning.

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He waited until she had wrapped the towel around herself, his towel secured at his waist easily enough, then he moved forward and placed his hands on either side of her waist. There was very little chance of him stopping to clean up the mess in the bathroom right now, not after the way she'd been on him in the shower.

The look in his eyes was clear: he wanted her. Any part of her he could have and for as long as he could have it. As long as he could have her right now.

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The look he gave her took her breath away, all she could do was look up at him with wide eyes for a long moment. When she finally came back to earth she reached up and cupped his face, bringing him down into a hard kiss she started to move toward the door. That look spoke volumes, and she wanted him, badly, right now. She thought about actually doing it somewhere in the bathroom but even she thought that was a little dirty.

Opening her mouth she flicked her tongue out over his lips teasing, tempting him, making him work for what they both wanted.

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He didn't let her get more than a step away from him before his hands were at her waist again and he was lifting her up, one arm moving to hitch under her bottom and the other shifting to hold her across her back.

His mouth though, he let her tease and torment him, moaning and sighing alternately as she let him kiss her and pulled back again. Her teasing only made him want her more, caused him to carry her down the hall and to the bedroom as quickly as he could without bumping one or the other of them against the wall or a door frame.

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Wrapping her legs around his waist caused her towel to come loose, it fell away from her breasts, held up only by his arm. Holding on to him tightly she grabbed two hand fulls of hair, clinging to him as her tongue lapped at him. Diving deep into his mouth, tasting him and the excitement he was feeling.

When they reached the bed room she pulled back from the kiss and grinned happily at him. fingers slid down his cheek before she nipped at his bottom lip, sucking gently as she moaned softly. She had never seen him like this before and that got her heart racing. While she had no idea what he was planning on doing to her, she was more then receptive to it.

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He returned her kisses until he caught an eyeful of her bare chest. Lifting her a bit higher he refocused his attention there, trailing kisses along the base of her throat, over the tops of her breasts...he'd never kissed her there before and it thrilled him to flick his tongue back and forth across the new span of her body.

He stood there at the edge of the bed, her in his arms, legs around his middle, just enjoying what he had right then and there. Lifting his head once more he looked up at her and smiled. "Is this okay?"

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She was going to protest at the loss of his mouth but when she felt what he was doing to her, all protest died. Eyes closing she groaned and tilted her head back, offering more of herself up to him, anything he wanted, it was his. Her nipples hardened and she whined softly when he stopped to ask her the question.

Nodding quickly she gave him a glassy eyed stare. "Yes, put me down, please? I want you, Mortie, so very badly." Her voice was a hoarse plea.