Джерри Хилл - Gulf Breeze
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"Trust me, we never really got that far."
"So, you just took advantage of me in my weakened state? You drugged me then had your way with me?" Pat teased.
"Yes. And had I known you were going to start something and not finish it, again, I would have only given you…"
"I'll finish it now," Pat interrupted. "I feel great. Not a bit sleepy."
"Sorry. The mood's passed."
Carly turned away but Pat pulled her back around.
"You can't just tell me that you had your hands on me last night and expect to walk away."
"As I recall, you're the one that usually walks away."
Pat smiled shyly, meeting Carly's eyes.
"Was I enjoying it?" she asked.
"Oh, yeah."
"Were you?" Pat asked seriously.
Carly remembered the throbbing ache of her body, the way she'd pressed her hips into Pat, wanting release. The wanton way she'd straddled Pat, Pat's breasts in her mouth, Pat's hands on her own breasts. She felt the flush creep up her face. Was she enjoying it? God, yes.
"The next time you fall asleep on me while making love," Carly said softly. "I'll dump you into the bay."
Pat grinned. "I have no intentions of ever getting dumped into the bay."
"Good. Because believe me, you'll pay for last night."
"Had you in a state, did I?"
"Yes," Carly admitted. "You did. And you don't even remember doing it."
"I remember you touching me. I just thought…it had to be a dream."
"No. I'm just sorry you fell asleep."
Their eyes locked and Carly let Pat pull her the short distance towards her, the fire in her eyes mesmerizing Carly.
Carly moved into her arms, pressing against Pat, loving the way Pat's body felt next to her own. She lifted her head and met Pat's mouth, gentle and unhurried. She didn't want to respond, not now. Not when there was so much to do. But her body wouldn't listen. Pat's hands moved over her back, sliding to her hips and Carly moaned into Pat's mouth. It was too hard to fight these feelings and she let herself go. Her mouth opened, meeting Pat's tongue with her own. She remembered the softness of Pat's skin under her hands, and she slid under Pat's shirt now, feeling the warm smoothness under her fingers.
"I want you so much," Carly murmured. "You can't keep doing this to me."
Pat didn't answer. She couldn't. Carly's hands had found her breasts.
No bra. Carly moaned as her hands touched the soft swell of Pat's breasts, the hard nipples pressing into her palms. No time? They had all day. The cleanup would have to wait. Pat's hands at her hips pulled her closer still and Carly parted her legs, feeling Pat's hard thigh move against her. Their mouths were hungry and tongues dueled and Carly let herself go. She lifted Pat's shirt, her mouth immediately replacing her hands on Pat's breasts.
"Oh, God," Pat murmured. Her head fell back, her eyes closed against the pleasure of Carly's mouth at her breast.
Carly paused when ringing interrupted their passion. Her cell phone. Jesus, not now.
"Please don't answer it," Pat whispered and she brought Carly's mouth back to her own.
But the ringing continued.
"It'll be Elsa or Martin," Carly said. "They'll be worried if I don't answer." She pulled away from Pat and snatched up the phone on the table. She paused to breathe, trying to gather herself, before answering.
"Good morning," Elsa said cheerfully.
"Morning," Carly said, trying to keep her voice even.
"What's wrong? You sound like you were running."
"I…ran up the stairs to catch the phone," Carly said, smiling at Pat who chuckled beside her.
"I assume you made it okay, then. Pat got back safely with the egrets?"
"Yes. How are things in town?"
"Power's out, but that was expected. Galveston got hit hard but I think Port Aransas made it through okay."
"Good," Carly murmured. She couldn't think. Pat had moved behind her, pulling Carly against her body. She felt Pat's mouth move under her hair, wet lips moving over her neck and she trembled.
"We're coming out there. The roads are clear."
"Good." Then Pat's hands moved around her, cupping her breasts from behind and Carly only barely stifled a moan. She closed her eyes and leaned back against Pat, losing herself as Pat caressed her breasts.
"Are you okay?"
"Mmm," Carly breathed. Then she opened her eyes, trying to focus on Elsa. "Yes. We're fine," she said. Pat was pressed hard against her and Carly let her hand fall, resting against Pat's thigh and she rubbed it gently. Then Pat's hand covered her own, moving it firmly against Pat, sliding it to the heat between Pat's legs.
The phone fell to the floor as Carly felt Pat's wetness that soaked her shorts. She turned in Pat's arms, facing her now and her mouth was immediately captured by Pat's. "Carly?"
Carly ignored the tiny voice from the phone. Her hands moved over Pat, sliding to her hips, then down, cupping Pat intimately, again feeling the heat.
"Jesus, you're so wet," she murmured into Pat's mouth. "I'm going to go crazy if I don't get my hands on you."
"Carly?"
"Christ!" Carly pulled away again, picking up the phone. "I'm sorry. It fell," she said. "What is it?" she asked impatiently.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Elsa demanded.
"Nothing. I'll see you when you get here."
"Fine. Do you need anything?"
"No! Wait, yes. Fish," she said as Pat's mouth found hers again.
"Fish?"
"For the egrets," she murmured before she disconnected. She tossed the phone on the table and grabbed Pat's hand, pulling her towards the bedroom. She pulled her shirt over her head, then reached for Pat's.
"Hurry. They're on their way."
Pat stared at Carly's exposed breasts. She was beautiful. Then she remembered last night. Remembered how Carly's breasts had looked in the shadows. No, it wasn't a dream. She went to Carly, pulling her into her arms, their mouths meeting again.
"We could wait," Pat offered. "There's not enough time. I don't want to hurry through this, Carly."
"I swear, if you stop this now, you'll be in the bay before they get here," Carly threatened. Her hands went to Pat's shorts, and she unbuttoned them, sliding the zipper down in one motion. She didn't care that Elsa and Martin were coming. She didn't care that they wouldn't have time to savor this. She wanted Pat. She needed her. Now.
Pat let her shorts fall and she stood nearly naked, watching as Carly's eyes darkened at the sight of her. No, they couldn't wait. Her own hands reached for Carly's shorts, pulling them down.
"Beautiful," she whispered. Her eyes rested on the only piece of clothing still covering Carly. Then her hands slipped inside the waistband of her panties, urging them downward.
Carly closed her eyes as Pat exposed her. Her chest rose and fell with each breath. Then she reached out, pushing away the last bit of clothing covering Pat, leaving her as naked as Carly was.
"Mi Dios," she murmured. She moved back to the bed, pulling Pat with her. Then Pat was covering her body and Carly opened her legs, surging up to meet Pat as she felt her weight upon her. Their kisses were slower now, not hurried and Pat's tongue traced Carly's lips before slipping inside. Carly took her, sucking her tongue, swallowing Pat's groan that mingled with her own.
"Please touch me, Pat," Carly whispered. "Please."
Pat lifted up, supporting her weight with one arm and the other hand moved over Carly's breasts, then downward, touching damp curls. Carly's hips rose to meet her and Pat slid her fingers into her wetness.
"Oh…yes," Carly breathed. She jerked up hard when Pat entered her and her hips moved, meeting Pat's thrusts. It had been too long. Carly had forgotten the feeling of another's touch upon her. Then she groaned loudly as Pat's mouth found her breast. Her nipple ached as Pat's tongue swirled around it, finally sucking it into her mouth. Carly's hips arched again and her own hands moved over Pat's warm flesh, into her still damp hair and held her close against her breast.
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