FOURTEEN

He was awoken by gentle strokes of her hand up and down his arm and gentle picks at the hairs on his arms. Her thigh pressing up into his groin. Her face moved up to gently kiss his chin, bottom lip, jaw line. Her hand gripped firmly at his arm as she massaged her thigh firmly into him. Her body writhed and she pushed her hips forward into him. Gently, he responded as she moved. He softly pushed her shoulder and rolled her over onto her back. His hand soothed down her arm and he planted kisses on her neck across her collarbone and down the centre of her breasts. Pulling her bra cup away he took her breast into his mouth, his tongue circling gently, slowly. She made light encouraging sounds. Her hand touched his hair and wound it gently round the tips of her fingers. When she pulled at strands it brought pleasure sounds from his lips as he licked her.

The flat of his large hand ran firmly over her stomach and abdomen, down over her and then into her panties where he pressed his middle finger without waiting tenderly into her. Of course she was wet, and encouraged his movements with her own. Hips rotating in gentle circles. He moved his lips up to her mouth and they kissed. With the flat of his hand pressing on her pussy and his finger inside massaging her, his thumb stroked her soft pubic hairs.

Their tongues played moving inside one another's mouths, slow, loving, circles, touching tips, flicking light strokes against each other. His front was a full on erection by now and it pressed into the side of her hip. He pushed against her grinding slightly. Cristina reached down as best she could and touched him, first through his briefs, and then inside them. For unknown time they kissed at, caressed and played with each other, pushing their slow humping bodies into each other.

Owen pulled his hand away from Cristinas body, she took his wrist and pulled his finger into her mouth, she looked in his eyes as she tasted herself on his finger, flicking her tongue, making delicious sounds that encouraged him kiss her mouth and share his finger with her, their tongues played again. He removed his wetted finger from her mouth and moved his hand down her to remove her panties sliding them down her legs in a slow fluid movement. When she kicked them off he used the same hand to pullout of his boxers. Moving slowly over her body, she held onto his cock with her hand, held it and pressed it firmly, her thumb gliding over the tip which was already wet, she glided it to her entrance and slowly teased herself by rubbing it there, kissing him some more. In time she wrapped her legs around him and he gently entered her. Her hips leaned into him repeatedly, they were still kissing, she would never get tired of kissing his lips.

He quickened his rhythm as she gripped the back of his neck and arched her back and pressed her hips, she needed to get as close to him as possible. Her moans and panting grew louder and her hips flicked into his harder, faster. He pulled her arms from him and pinned them to the bed, and rode her hard and heavy fucking her until she came, that's all he wanted, then he sought his release.

"Oh god..." She breathed. As she came down and her breath levelled off, she smiled. "Nice work Hunt..." When she was able to speak clearly.

"Nice work Yang." He panted in return with a laugh.

He slowly moved off her and clutched her back to his body. She wrapped her arms around his and they listened to one another's breath. Morning rode in through the blinds, hinting at what kind of day it was going to be.

"Last night...? She hummed gently playing with his skin.

"Hmm?"

"Was that a proposal?"

Owen crinkled his brow and looked down at her. "When?"

"Well, when you said. I want to marry you. Were you proposing?"

Owen took his time about answering her.

"Did you think it was a proposal?"

She took her time about answering him.

"I think it could've been... a proposal..."

He smiled lightly into the top of her wild curled head.

"Then I think ...it was a proposal."

There was a long, long pause.

"Okay then..." She smiled widely, to the window, the morning sun and the blinds.

"Okay then." He said after a short, short pause.

The END