Serenity in Blue

Now he knew the significance of being able to see in color. He'd never been so grateful for the color spectrum. And what an odd thing to think about while having passionate sex with the woman you've loved and desired for a while. Fortunately, even through the haze of never before felt passion, there was a method to his madness.

Warrick settled into an easy rhythm with Catherine, their hips grinding together in perfect harmony as he entwined his fingers with hers and tried to think of other things because she was driving him crazy with utter pleasure and he was doing likewise to her. Their lips barely touching, their hearts beating fast, her breath on his face, and all he could think about was colors.

"Oh…God," Catherine moaned. "Please don't stop…"

She let out an extremely arousing guttural, throaty growl that let him know that he was stroking the right spot inside of her and it was then that he saw her white teeth as she sucked in air then her swollen, cinnamon colored lips close over them as they muffled her moans. He saw the slight yellow of her knuckles as she squeezed his hands, wanting them to be released so that she could roam his body.

Warrick finally let her hands go and his hands caressed over her hot, porcelain skin, tinged crimson with lust and desire as she let her hands roam his dark brown skin, pulling him closer to her, but he resisted her because he wanted to see her.

Catherine resolved to pushing him onto his back, settling on top of him and moaning sultrily as she rocks her hips slowly on him, digging her fingernails into his torso. Her tanned, buxom breasts were pressed together by her grip on his torso, and he couldn't decide whether her erect nipples were bright pink or just simply red. Warrick decided he'd make them red as he sat up and pulled her chest toward his mouth and closed on her nipple, making her encourage him further. Her strawberry blonde hair framed her face and tickled his forehead as he held her tighter and bit and sucked harder at her nipples.

He pushed her back onto the bed and spread her legs wider, staring at the dark, curly hair at her junction before his eyes roamed up to her face. Her icy purple eye shadow was smeared slightly as she ran her hands over her face in utter pleasure as he slammed into her body, seeking release.

Warrick sighed into her neck, feeling close to the edge and knowing that Catherine was going absolutely crazy with pleasure.

They kissed passionately.

Sure, he had favorite colors, and they were all on her. But then she opened her eyes, and her blue eyes were in a shade he's never seen before. They were dark, deep, endless, almost midnight blue as Warrick plunged into her depths deeper and with intensity, causing both himself and Catherine to moan and whisper encouragements to each other as they looked into each other's eyes.

"Warrick…yes," she cried out in impending pleasure.

Before he knew it, she was growling and moaning as she clenched around him tightly when she came. She made that guttural growl again and that pushed him over the edge and he saw all the colors in her eyes as they both gave into their orgasms.

Catherine let out a shaky breath and Warrick watched as her eyes went from dark blue to a satisfied sky blue as she tried to catch her breath, heavy lidded, and damp with a thin layer of perspiration. So peaceful and sweet, this was the way things will be for the rest of their lives.