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What A Feeling!; 05/23 - Night - (Simon, Ali)
Topic Started: May 29 2014, 10:39 PM (1,269 Views)
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Yup, the best. Absolutely how he was feeling right now. If that was something Ali wanted to agree with - and apparently it was, which was a very excellent thing - that was very okay with Simon Williams. Very very okay. So much.

Though, yeah. Their record as a crack PR team? Might be taking a little hit right now, given that they’d totally begged out of the planning session John and Remy had been hatching back in the comm room to work on the other important parts of what Steve back would mean, and here they were…

…naked. Tangled up together. And while there were arguments to be made about why clothes could absolutely be a hindrance in real creativity, if he was being honest with himself - and that was something Simon really did try to be - none of that even got close to applying, did it? This wasn’t working. This wasn’t part of ‘a process’.

This was just exactly the only thing he wanted to be doing right now, so… hey. They were adults, and they were pretty good at this, they’d already kind of proved that in 25 hours. Solving the next greatest PR challenge ever… it felt like it might be okay if that waited a little longer, right?

It felt that way to him.

And maybe, yeah… maybe with a shading to quite definitely possibly, it felt that way to Ali too, the way she was looking back at him. "We are the best PR team ever," she assured him with total and complete confidence, which was absolutely the exactly perfect thing to say from a PR perspective, so, hey, totally proving her own point right here (he loved that). "It'll wait and we'll still, without even a little doubt, have it all covered.”

God, had he mentioned how much he adored her logic? Brilliant, simple, and exactly confirming to what he wanted right now. Simon just grinned back at her in response. Yeah, maybe it was more complicated than that, and it would take a bunch of work, but she knew that, and he did too, and they were definitely up to that. They both knew that. They could do it, too - he didn’t doubt that, and…

…he’d been pretty sure he had another point he’d been about to make there, but the look that met him when he looked back into Ali’s eyes drove that (not to mention any other coherent thought that wasn’t about her, and what he’d like to do with her) right out of Simon’s mind. God. She was… the most gorgeous thing he’d ever seen. And that smile…

“Besides, it's gonna have to be okay for a little while longer," Ali added, voice gone as soft as her smile. "No way can I keep business-type thoughts in my head right now. Not gonna happen.”

Her, too?

Not that he needed to ask, because just after that, she was leaning in, pressing her amazingly soft lips onto his in a kiss that was slow, tender, and everything else that had ever been good in Simon’s world. Pressing in close, her completely and utterly fantastic body next to his, lithe beneath his hands as they brushed over her warm, soft skin.

“No,” Simon agreed, maybe at least half against her mouth, because he was enjoying kissing her too much to pull back far enough to make that a real word. Okay, maybe he should work on that. “No,” he repeated, with a little more distance to make the word clearer, and so he could see her as he added, “Not gonna happen at all right now.” Not with that definition of business, anyway.

He might have a few other potential definitions in mind, though. Just thinking. Well, thinking, and putting some of his thoughts into action, as he leaned back in, kissing her collarbone, and her neck, and letting his hands roam lower, across her back to her hips, and the swell of her absolutely unbelievably amazing ass, kinda pulling her a little more snugly against into his lap. Which was, definitely, the very best place he could imagine her being right now.
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Best PR team ever, that was them. Still kinda owed Hone a fruit basket or something for making that happen, which was what made this happen.

Actually, maybe she'd get him a fruit basket from Tiffany's.

Something to deal with later, though, and this was now and it was her and Simon and they had this. Consider it handled. Whatever they needed to do to make it happen, they'd figure it out. No doubt at all. Even if they had to come up with a way to add in extra time to the night, hey, pretty sure they had people around here somewhere that could totally pull that off in a pinch.

It'd be work, sure, but she'd never been afraid of that. It was important. They'd make it work. Not even a little worried about that.

So, yeah, it could wait a little longer. Not exactly a choice, anyway, since when she was looking at Simon and smiling at him and he was smiling back with that look that made her go completely weak in the knees - when she was wrapped up in him in every single way she could even think of - no way could she keep any business type thoughts in her head at all. No room. Couldn't happen. They just floated right out.

Totally his fault and she was going to kiss him for it. That absolutely was addictive in the very best way and a million times better than any kinda drug she'd ever come across. Maybe time didn't actually stop, but it felt like it might've as his warm mouth met hers, strong, gentle hands moving over her in a way that she absolutely just wanted more of as Ali tightened her hold on him a little bit more.

More of that, more of this unbelievably gorgeous, amazing man.

“No,” Simon agreed, a little muffled, since the kiss was still happening but that was more than fine with her. “No,” he repeated, with a little more distance to make the word clearer and that made her smile, too. He was just the best thing ever. Completely perfect in every single way that mattered at all, “Not gonna happen at all right now.”

There was an answer to that, right there in her head. Ali swore there was, but it vanished before she could get any kinda hold on it as...oohh, god, yeah. That happened. His lips on her neck, at that exactly right place that made her muscles turn to warm jello. Along her collarbone, leaving little electric sparks dancing over her skin as his hands moved down, sure and steady, over hips and cupping her ass and...

Totally scattering her train of thought all over again like piles of sheet music in a whirlwind. Pulling her in as she repositioned a little again, shaft of his (equally amazingly incredible) cock between her legs and pressing her hips in with an, "Mmmm," of approval hummed in his ear. That heat waiting just under the surface flared to life and spread out. Fingers of one hand tangling in his soft, dark hair again, she kinda waited for her breathing to start up again, breasts pressed against his broad, muscled chest and absolutely and completely aware of every single inch of skin to skin contact.

Seriously, hottest thing ever and, god, definitely wanted this. The pressure and the contact. Simon's hard, solid body against hers as her hand moved over the smooth, bare skin of his back, along his side, tracing over the dips and planes.

"Not anytime really soon, either," she agreed a little breathlessly, pausing to press her lips against his shoulder. "I've definitely hit 'can't really think at all'," Ali murmured, and who the hell would even care when there was a guy like this they were wrapped around and that they wanted like crazy? Absolute not her. It was actually about the best thing ever. "You completely take my breath away."

Also in the very best way imaginable.
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No. It wasn’t going to happen at all right now.

Though, if he was being completely honest here, Simon would have had to admit he was verging on not being able to remember at all just what ‘it’ had been, that wasn’t going to happen. But that was okay. What was definitely far more worthy of his attention was the possibilities about what was going to happen here.

Starting with turning thinking back into action, and indulging his lips in a little free reign to explore the soft, smooth skin of Alison’ Blaire’s neck and shoulders. Then letting hands do as lips were, roaming over her back to her ass. Her fabulous ass, which really did need to think about being just a little closer in like…

…oh god. Like that. Exactly what she was doing right now, with a little humm of pleasure that was, without a doubt, the sexiest sound in the world as she moved her hips in, the slight weight of her body pressing against the shaft of his cock till heat and sparks were pumping everywhere, absolutely everywhere in his body.

“Ohhhh…” Simon breathed out quietly, closing his eyes to savor the sensation while he pressed his lips against the hollow of her throat, and held her close. Savoring every single piece of what he was feeling right now. The curves of her waist under his hands, the pressure of her breasts pushing against his chest. The lighter shifts of her fingers in his hair, and the movement of her hand across his back. The way he could practically feel his cock throb every time she so much as shifted against it. And beyond that - or just hiding in every last portion - the aura of a feeling that bound them all together into something even more.

Something better than any of them, or even than all of them would have been without it.

“Not anytime really soon, either," she agreed a little breathlessly, pausing to press her lips against his shoulder. "I've definitely hit 'can't really think at all'," Ali murmured, which made two of them, but that purr he thought he heard in her voice made Simon think that was definitely not something she was any more worried about right now than he was. How could he be, when she was speaking to him in a voice that sounded like that?

“You completely take my breath away.”

Letting out a short soft laugh, Simon paused in his attentions to her own shoulder, and cocked his head to one side till he could see her. “That’s funny,” he said, smiling slowly. “I think I was probably just trying to steal mine back from you.” Because she was absolutely breath-taking, and he’d be happy to tell her that as many times as she could stand to hear it.

“Although,” he added faux-thoughtfully a moment later, maybe flashing just a little extra dimple her way, “since I don’t actually have to breathe, strictly speaking, maybe I could see about trying to give some back to you.” Not exactly the best line in history, but… well, he was kinda counting on the dimples to carry the day as he moved back in, seeking her lips with his own.
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Thinking, it wasn't really happening. Not anymore. Or maybe it kinda was, but only about one thing. The one that filled up all of her awareness, all the space around her. Against her. The one that was heat and anticipation and the way he pulled her in, gently and making her breath catch. Her pulse stutter and then race.

The one that was Simon and the warm jolt of his mouth against her skin, body against hers in all the very best, most amazing places. That, “Ohhhh…” that was as much breath as sound that did all kinds of amazing things to her. Like molten sex if it could translate that into a sound (and, if you were her, it was a conversion that was absolutely possible) as she pressed her hips in, against the hard shaft of his cock. Contact and pressure and...god, yeah.

Right there. That tight, electric feeling low in her belly that was like an ache, but in a really unbelievably good way that definitely made thinking about anything else at all something that wasn't happening. Not now, not anytime soon as her fingers threaded though that gorgeous, dark hair of his, free hand moving over that equally amazing body of his and let all of it melt together into something that left exactly zero room for anything else.

He took her breath away. And all her thoughts that didn't involve this and him and right now and that was just...absolutely fantastic.

Kinda like that laugh of his. Soft and amazingly sexy and making her smile all over again as he turned his head her way. “That’s funny,” he said, smiling slowly. “I think I was probably just trying to steal mine back from you.” God, he was just-

Exactly what she wanted. Exactly. In every single damned way she could even start to think of.

"Well, you can try," she told him and throwing a teasing grin in with that invitation and totally taking that as a compliment. She'd definitely be up for that, however he wanted to see if he could make that work.

“Although,” he added faux-thoughtfully a moment later, those dimples peeking out a little more and making her heartbeat stutter all over again. Seriously he did not know what kinda weapon he had there, “since I don’t actually have to breathe, strictly speaking, maybe I could see about trying to give some back to you.”

That, she was more than up for, too, especially when it came with kissing him again. It was something she could do for days, Ali decided, eyes closing and lips meeting his. Parting a little and just completely enjoying exploring him. His mouth and his body and moving her hips again. Gently, slowly, letting those electric little sparks of pleasure wash over her at the light friction that just kinda wet her appetite for more.

Savoring the driving tension as the hard, thick shaft of his cock pushed against her and not even having to guess at all that having him inside her would feel about a thousand times better than even that when they got that far.

Pulling back just a little, Ali took a second to suck lightly on his bottom lip before opening her eyes and shooting that grin his way again. "Y'know, I think that kinda backfired." Since, yeah, not getting less breathless at all here. Not even close. Leaning in, she brushed her lips over his cheek, then next to his ear. "But I'm so good with that, you don't even know," she whispered, also right next to his ear.

And, god, yeah. Wanted him like crazy. Like she couldn't remember wanting anybody in...well, she didn't even know, but it didn't matter. It was what it was and she kinda had a suspicion it wasn't anything that was gonna go away.
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Oh no. No. No, he wasn’t planning on taking responsibility for taking her breath away. Not when he was pretty sure she was the one who’d been the start of that, and he was only trying to get his back from when she’d stolen it.

That was the story Simon Williams was utterly ready to stick to right now, even if the smile that Ali met it with only ended up compounding that particular un-problem. Gorgeous, the way it managed to start somewhere flirtatious and still end up with the blood pounding somewhere a whole lot deeper than flirting usually reached. “Well, you can try,” she told him.

Simon was definitely okay with that idea. Absolutely.

Although then he kinda had another idea of his own. Or maybe just the same idea, dressed up in a different outfit of words, because the details were about the only thing that were changing in the couple of ideas that were dominating pretty much everything in his head now. Ali, and her gorgeous body, and the soft cloud of pink hair that framed a face that was definitely made to be kissed, and kissed again.

If she thought he was taking her breath… well, strictly speaking he didn’t really need his. So maybe he could try and give some of that back.

Eyes closed, lips meeting lips. Parting, the light twist of her tongue pushing against his, a delicate counterpoint to the firmer pressure of her hips pushing in against his, pressing against his cock in that way that was already almost unbelievably good, slow and controlled like something that was going to burn even hotter the further they took it.

Slow, fast, it didn’t really matter. Every moment of this felt like something that was entirely amazing.

Ali pulled back, leaving him just enough brain left to know that there was probably next to blood left in there to keep thinking going right now. Especially when she left the kiss with a soft parting shot of pressure on his lower lip. God, he loved her mouth. The things she seemed to be able to do with it.

“Y’know, I think that kinda backfired.” Simon grinned, kinda knowing that it was was an expression that had gone more than a little goofy on him, but not really knowing what to do about that right now. Or caring about whether he should. Not with the grin she was giving him. Definitely not with the brush of her lips against his cheek, as she moved in and put them next o ear. “But I'm so good with that, you don't even know.”

Man.

“I think I might want to, though,” Simon managed, feeling something - his breath, his brain, his heart, or maybe all of them at once - stuttering, ionic energy or not. Was there anything more erotic than a gorgeous woman telling you that she wanted you? He’d never found it, if there was. And he was pretty sure it didn’t exist.

He ducked his head again, easing back a little so that he could lower his mouth to her breasts, and found one taut nipple, which he circled with his tongue, then covered with his lips, sucking gently. Left one hand at her back, and let the other drift lower again, tracing down the line of one of the slim thighs she had straddling him, then back up in light circles along its inner slope.

Slow, or fast, it didn’t matter. He didn’t think he was going to be able to get enough of her, no matter what. And that was definitely more than okay too.
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He could try to steal his breath right back from her. Or he could try sharing, since he didn't need his (really gonna have to find out from him how all that worked, because she was majorly curious, but later when there weren't all kinds of other things taking over and not leaving a lot of room for twenty questions). Ali was more than up for any and all of that and probably anything else he could think of.

Because she couldn't come up with one, single thing he might come up with that she wouldn't want to do with him. Along with a few things of her own she was keeping in mind for that list.

Then she wasn't keeping anything at all in mind. Nothing past that kiss that was a lot of things - electric, addicting, completely and utterly captivating, those were good things to start with - but wasn't anything at all that would make breathing easier. It was just all slow heat and light and craving. Bare skin and the taste of him and the way he fit against her. With her. Something just under the surface that wanted to push harder and hotter and faster, but was too damned good to rush. Every single thing a kiss should ever be but didn't quite manage way too often.

And it totally and completely backfired, because she was more breathless than she'd been a couple've minutes ago, if that was even something that was possible. That grin - god, that was just the sweetest, sexiest thing ever - also not helping with that. Actually, Ali was positive without any room for doubt that this? Wasn't anything she wanted to be 'helped' away from.

She was so amazingly good with the way this all felt, with every single thing about it, he didn't even know.

“I think I might want to, though,” Simon managed and, god, seriously. Keeping him.

"I absolutely want you to," she agreed as he bent his head, breath sliding over her skin and mouth finding her breast and...god. His tongue and his lips and the hot pull on her nipple that she felt from the top of her head to the tips of her toes as she leaned back a little, to give him more room. Arched her back because she couldn't not. Threaded her fingers through his hair and decided breathing was a thing she wouldn't be doing again any time soon and not caring even a little bit.

Oh god, that was like a direct line straight down. Though her belly, molten and edgy. Knotting muscles with expectant tension as it settled down between her legs. Had her hips pressing in against his again, fingers tightening at his side as she readjusted a little one more time. Moving her legs wider apart since, god, his fingers were sliding along her bare thigh. Down and up and inward.

At least she wasn't so far gone she didn't catch the glowing before it kinda got outta hand again, because it definitely wanted to. It was a near thing, though. It felt that damned good and her hand moved in from his side, over the flat plan of his stomach, his abdomen, where ever she could reach, just to add a little more contact to the mix. Kinda didn't think it'd ever be enough.

"If I didn't know better," she told him - still breathlessly, but she was actually more than kinda liking how he kept doing that to her - smiling and with eyelids that were drooping from sheer pleasure that she was positive was gonna hit overload before this was over, "I'd think somebody gave you a cheat sheet to all my favorite things."

Or maybe it was just Simon, and the amazing man that he was, and that thing he'd proved he could do to her with nothing but a look or a touch. The one that made her heartbeat totally go haywire and he knees go week and...god, she didn't even know. Didn't care what it was called or should be called. Incredible. That'd work for now.
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He didn’t know how this felt for Ali, that was true. He thought he might want to, though. Every last detail of everything that was in her head. Even the things that no one in any universe had any words for. Actually, maybe especially those. Normally Simon liked to think he was at least as good (if not better) than the next guy at letting people have whatever they wanted to keep of themselves for themselves, not pushing, that sort of thing, but right now that personal guideline was kinda flying right out the window.

“I absolutely want you to," she agreed as he bent his head down to her breast, and maybe that was why it felt like this. That hadn’t been glib lip service to an obvious reply, had it?

He couldn’t have said exactly how he knew that, except that it came from something in her voice, and something in the way she moved her body against him when his lips found her nipple, or when he ran one hand down her side. She meant it. She meant it, and she hadn’t put up any boundaries, or any flags that said ‘hold back’, through any of this.

Most erotic thing he could have imagined. All the more because he hadn’t even imagined it until it had happened. The fact that she was moving still, pushing her legs wider and her body even closer to his, that just made it better again. Hotter. Tauter, not just at his cock (though very definitely at his cock), but all over his body, like it was filling up with energy that made everything buzz with slow-building tension.

He felt her fingers graze across his stomach like they were writing fire trails across it, and kinda hoped that that might be what his were doing for her as they moved up her inner thigh, stroking slowly across the silky smoothness of her skin. The little shifts in her breathing said that it might have been. That was enough for now, he thought.

Or at least he did up until she spoke again. “If I didn't know better," she told him in a voice that was feathered silk and honey, “I’d think somebody gave you a cheat sheet to all my favorite things.”

“Mmmmmm,” Simon replied, exerting a little more pressure against her nipple with his tongue for one more second before pausing long enough to look back up at her. That felt like it deserved a response with real words in it. “Finding them out is half the fun,” he told her, eyes twinkling as he looked to hers, before a moment’s reflection prompted a little more lopsidedness in the grin he was wearing. “A quarter, anyway,” Simon amended for the sake of accuracy. The fun was really in knowing she enjoyed it, however that might have come about.

But he did like the discovery, too.

Letting his fingers finish their slow path up to where they wanted to be, in between their bodies and brushing Ali’s clit with a slow, steady rhythm, Simon bent his head again, this time seeking out her other breast to give it some attention of its own. Savoring every part of that - the mild salt taste of her skin, the softness of her breast, the feel of her firm nipple against his tongue - for a little while before the heat in his own body built up to another plateau, one that had him stopping, lifting his head and slipping both arms back around her waist so that he could pull her closer to him, then tip them both back and around till they were lying sideways on the length of the bed.

That was better. Ali’s lips were right there, only inches away from his, and after taking a second to grin completely idiotically at her, Simon leaned in and kissed her again.
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Was there anything sexier or more completely and totally seductive than being in the arms (and the lap) of a completely and utterly gorgeous man who knew exactly what he was doing? If there was, she had absolutely no clue what it would be and kinda didn't care at all right now.

Because this? Simon? Totally amazing and she definitely wanted him to know just how amazing. Except words were kind of a problem right now. So was thinking, with the heat of his mouth at her breast and his fingers leaving hot trails along her skin everywhere he touched. At her side, along her thigh as she moved against him. Encouragement and invitation and, god, definitely wanting alllll that contact. Every touch that was a little hotter a little more electric than the last one.

Getting her hands on him, too. Fingers gliding over his stomach, over tightly packed muscle that tensed under her fingers and made her smile a little. Definitely wanted him to enjoy this just as much as she was, with the tight, charged anticipation that was just kinda hanging there, building and building as his fingers slid up her thigh and his mouth pulled at her tight hard nipple and just...god.

While she still tried to catch her breath without any luck at all. Seriously, if she didn't know better, she'd think somebody had handed him a list of all the things she liked best. He was totally finding them, one by one, like he had a map.

“Mmmmmm,” Simon replied the hum of his voice against her skin and the harder press of his tongue against her hard, sensitive just totally blocking out everything else for a couple of seconds as she pulled air into her lungs with a gasp and rode out that jolt of sensation. Sizzling and charged. “Finding them out is half the fun,” he told her, eyes twinkling as he looked to hers and she let out a soft, almost completely breathless laugh before that grin of his went a little sideways and made her pulse do that stuttering thing again that was completely different than the restless flare of heat when he touched her, but just as completely amazing. “A quarter, anyway,” Simon amended and Ali grinned back at him. Yeah. Totally in love with that grin. Really. Absolute goner.

"Either way, you're doing an extremely excellent job," she assured him, then everything coherent and word-like went right out the window all over again as his fingers pressed between them, between her legs. Pressing and stroking her clit, setting a rhythm that she couldn't help but follow. Especially when his mouth moved to her other breast, sending another wave of what felt like sparkling, exploding lights through all her nerve endings.

So amazingly hot. Every single thing about him. His voice and his hands and his body, all totally went without saying. More than that, though. There was so much more to him and this than the outside. He was sweet and gentle and careful. Real. In all the very completely best ways that word could mean.

Eyes closing, she moved against him, hand shifting to his cock. Fingers coiling around him tight, Ali stroked along the hard, thick length of him. Setting up a slow, steady counterpoint. Just kinda letting it all meld together and build. The feel of him against her palm, his mouth at her breast, the press of his fingers between her legs. Until she was so wet and breathless she really couldn't think anymore.

Absolutely and completely loved what he did to her. How he touched her and how he reacted when she touched him.

Couldn't have held anything back, even if she'd wanted to. And she definitely didn't want to at all. Practically purred, with a soft "Mmmmm," instead of words she couldn't come up with yet when he lifted his head. Pulled her in even closer, strong steady arms around her again, and moved them onto their sides on the bed as she wrapped her arms around his neck again. Fit herself against him as close as she could, bare leg wrapped over his hip and wanting every single little bit of contact she could get. Kinda had an idea it still wouldn't quite be enough, but they were definitely working on that.

There was that grin again that was just sweet and open and made something inside her chest go soft and fuzzy as she grinned back. Nothing like what he did to her when he kissed her, though. The way, even through all the heat and want and raw sex, it made something flutter around in her stomach. Light and soft, too, and taking her breath away and making her heart beat like a drum in her chest.

"Kissing you is definitely addictive," Ali murmured with an easy smile as she opened her eyes slowly. Brought her hand around to graze her fingers along his jawline again, then down the side of his neck. Paused to tilt her head in a little and press her lips where her fingers had just been. Pressed her body in against his just a little more firmly, too, at the same time. "And I call amazing use of hands," she added, still smiling and palm flattening over his chest, gliding downward unhurriedly. "Kinda makes me forget things like, you know, words. I'm really good with that, too."
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“Either way, you're doing an extremely excellent job," she assured him, which was definitely the kind of feedback Simon liked to hear. Especially since that came even before he’d got his hand worked between their bodies, slipping down to stroke her wet clit with gentle rhythmic pressure.

That seemed to signal the end of actual verbal feedback, but that was more than okay with Simon, because the way Ali was moving against him, pressing her body into his hand, and his mouth, as he suckled at her other breast, was more than enough to tell him that she was still liking the job he was doing.

All to the good, because he was kinda completely loving this job himself right now. Feeling her move against him, the press and rhythm of her hips as she pushed in closer, hot and inviting. It was all too easy to imagine how those would feel even better with the slick tightness of her wrapped around him, and god, god he wanted her.

Not yet. Not yet, which only made the thrill of anticipation grow stronger, but that was her hand, wrapping around the shaft of his cock in a tight grip that got something electric boiling down in the pit of his stomach. She drew that hand down the length of his shaft, and back again, slow and oh so incredibly, fantastically maddening, sending all his thoughts that had anything to do with anything but his body or hers flying right out of his head.

Yeah, he definitely had no words left either, but that felt more than completely okay right now as he raised his head again, seeing her eyes lidded with pleasure as she murmured a low, throaty ”Mmmmm,” back at him. There was no way on earth that he could get enough of that. The sound, the sight, the feel of her. Simon didn’t even try to hold back this time either, just gathered his arms around her again and drew them back down to stretch out along the bed, feeling Ali move lithely against him.

Her arms around his neck, her leg slipping over his as though to hook him in against her (absolutely no complaints from him about that), the softness of her breasts and the impossible smoothness of her skin pressing against his torso. And then her, gorgeous face framed by tousled, silky hair, only inches away from his.

How was a guy supposed to do anything but grin when something like that happened to him? Though it took something less than even a second thought for Simon to find an answer for that, as he leaned in and did the obvious improvement on grinning, kissing her soundly. Hard as his cock might be right now (and it was definitely in the realm of throbbing here), and the wetness of her quim still lingering on his fingers, there was something about kissing her that went beyond wanting her, tangling in with the desire with so much sweetness and warmth that it was enticing and satisfying all on its own.

“Kissing you is definitely addictive," Ali murmured greeting him with a soft, stunning smile as he opened his eyes again.

“Mmmm,” Simon mumbled more than spoke, fumbling through the warm soup haze of contented pleasure that his brain seemed to have filled up with when he wasn’t looking. “Yeah,” he agreed, shifting his chin slightly under the light touch of her fingertips, which trailed down his neck, only to be followed by the softer press of her lips. He sighed his breath out, closing his eyes again and sliding his hands over her, one going up toward her shoulders to play with the soft strands of her hair, the other sliding down to the small of her back, tracing the line of her spine.

“And I call amazing use of hands," she added, still smiling and palm flattening over his chest, gliding downward unhurriedly. "Kinda makes me forget things like, you know, words. I'm really good with that, too.”

Good with that. Mmm. She was good with that. Her hand was definitely going straight into that amazing category too, but how to tell her that right now, when his brain was too busy telling him about how that felt to remember how to find the words for it? “Me too,” Simon managed, opening his eyes and looking back at her. Not exactly eloquent, but very true, and that was all that felt like it mattered when he sought for her gorgeous blue eyes with his own. “I want you,” he added.

Not that she probably needed the words to know that right now. But he wanted to tell her anyway.
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That grin. God, that grin made her want to do things to him right now she couldn't even find words for, but kissing him, that was the thing that just destroyed her. Totally and completely her new addiction and was she going to complain about that at all? Ooooh, no. Not even a little bit.

It was warm and soft and easy (god, so damned easy to kiss him and keep kissing him and to keep wanting to kiss him and not stop). Sharp and clear. Just kinda pulling her in and taking her breath. Taking over everything in the hyper-awareness of his hands, his body - hard rippling muscle and heated skin and gentle confidence in the way his palms moved over her.

Closer. Anticipation coiled and tightened a little more, into a sweet kind of ache that pulsed through her in a slow wave as she opened her eyes and a smile planted itself right back on her face again. “Mmmm,” Simon mumbled more than spoke, smoky and sexy and sounding as distracted as she felt, trying to get any kinda thoughts to stay in her head long enough to figure out what they were. “Yeah,” came next and Ali registered that vaguely as her fingers drifted along his his jawline again, down the smooth, warm line of his neck. A path that was way too tempting not to let her mouth follow.

His breath came out on a sigh and that just made her want to get closer to him all over again. Made her shudder against him as his hand stroked down the middle of her back, settling lower as the fingers of his other hand sifted through her hair, adding something gentle and tender to the building heat that made her want to move against him. Need to, because it was all she could think about. Pull him in tight where she could feel each little shift and move his body made against hers.

He was good. So damned good with those hands. Amazing. Hey, there was a word she could actually think of, even if he was making her forget most of the rest that she knew. A really appropriate one as her own hand continued its journey over his chest, trailing downward and not in any real hurry because she enjoyed just touching him. Letting her hands and fingers move over him and knowing they'd get to the rest. Soon.

“Me too,” Simon managed, opening his eyes and looking back at her with those equally amazing eyes of his as her fingers quested lower, sliding over the dips and hollows of his abdomen, the tight muscle there, and down over his stomach. “I want you,” he added and god, was there anything possibly any hotter, any sexier, than hearing that from a guy you wanted so bad you couldn't even think straight?

Not even close, and she totally didn't even need her brain to work to answer that one. It was like the words just sizzled through her, settling low and hot in her belly at the same time something did little somersaults in her chest. Hand moving lower, her fingers moved to his cock again, skimming over the head with a light, maybe slightly teasing touch.

"Then that's another totally mutual feeling we have," Ali answered without any doubt at all, in case he hadn't noticed already. Kinda thought he had, but just in case. "I want you, too," she added, low and husky and definitely a little breathless, as a bonus clarification since, you know, not totally trusting her brain to make sure the things coming out of her mouth right now were making complete sense.

Definitely had to kiss him again. Right now. So she did that, lips on his again and still touching him, stroking him with her fingers, letting the way that felt melt in with all the rest of the way all of it felt...way beyond good. Move against him again, a definite invitation if he needed one at all, and because that..god that. Was just all she could think of at all right now.
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Words, yeah, words were definitely in the process of being forgotten. He was down to single syllable ones here himself. Two to echo Ali’s words, and three to tell her what he was pretty sure she must already know by now, but wanted to have out there before he lost his verbal abilities entirely. He wanted her.

Everything about her was fantastic. Amazing. Right down to the way her fingers were currently gliding down over his abs in points of warm, electric pressure, reaching down to the oh so goddamn sensitive tip of his cock and just kinda drifting over it, leaving him wordless, hung even on the edge of taking a breath as each little brush of contact sent another jolt of heat coursing straight back up his spine.

“Then that's another totally mutual feeling we have," Ali answered without any doubt at all, which he had just enough brain left to follow, helped by the tone in her voice, like warm liquid honey poured around his body, and the way she was still pressed against him. ”I want you, too," she added, as Simon gathered his arms to pull her still closer, slid his palm up along her side and to her breast where he rubbed his thumb in light circles over her nipple.

She wanted him. He hadn’t thought it was possible to want her more than he already did, but those words, uttered in that voice, they might have still done it. She was gorgeous, certain, assured, and that low throated burr in her voice might just drive him totally crazy if he didn’t kiss her now.

Not a problem, when she was already leaning in to kiss him, stroking his cock with deft, sure fingers till there was absolutely no doubt left about how much longer he wanted to wait here.

That would be not at all, and so when Ali moved once more, shifting her hips against his, Simon was only too happy to take it as a signal. “Yeah,” he murmured, and shifted his weight a little further back on one hip, hand sliding down to Ali’s to lift her slightly till the head of his cock was pressing at the slick wetness between her legs. With a hint (okay, more than a hint) of a grin hovering at his lips, he lifted his eyes back to hers then, then slowly - slowly, because however much he didn’t want to wait a second longer, some things were definitely worth spending a little extra time over, just to savor every last millisecond of how they felt - eased his hips up, gently thrusting himself inside the hot, tight slickness of her quim.

That… wow. “Oh god, Gorgeous,” he told her, breathing out at the end of the movement, “You feel fantastic.”

Which was maybe the biggest understatement yet.
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Wanting him, that was a total and complete no-brainer.

She'd wanted him before they'd ever made it to this room. Before they'd made it outta the strip club. Before they'd left that Camp in Utah. Hell, before they'd finished putting their heads together in the middle of Beer Pong: Avenger Style. This was just a whole other level of that. No way she could not want him. Want to touch him as he gathered her in. Closer. Tighter. Warm hand sliding along her side and leaving a heated trail along her skin. Moving to her breast as she pulled in a soft breath at the bright little sparks of pleasure that sent dancing through her whole body.

So that feeling? Also completely and totally mutual. Definitely something worth saying, too, in case Simon didn't know that already, before she kissed him. Because she had to kiss him, the same way she had to touch him, fingers sliding lightly and maybe just a little teasingly over his cock as she moved against him. It was all she could keep in her head for more than a few seconds at a time. Wanting him.

“Yeah,” he murmured and that word felt like silk against her skin, seeping in to mix with everything else as he shifted a little, one hand at her hip and Ali repositioned herself a little as he lifted her up and, man, that grin. Right there, flicking over his mouth and doing amazing things to her all over again as he got her exactly where she wanted him. Then pressed his hips up, slow and easy and still taking her breath away as she adjusted her own position a little, leg sliding up and, god, the way he felt. Hard and thick. Heat and a slow friction that had her hips moving in and down, back arching and matching the slow, easy way he moved as he slid inside her.

Mmm...god, that felt beyond incredible. It was making her a little crazy, but she absolutely liked that, too, as every muscle in her body felt like it went tense and tight with anticipation. Adjusted to the size and fit of him that...god, was just the best thing ever. Having his cock hard and tight inside her as she grinned back at him breathlessly. Pretty sure she didn't need breathing or words or thinking or, you know, any've that stuff right now.

“Oh god, Gorgeous,” he told her, breathing out at the end of the movement, “You feel fantastic.”

God, seriously she just...

Was completely hopeless at coming up with any kinda words that did this any kinda justice at all. So, instead, her grin widened a little and Ali slid her arms around him again and kissed him soundly. That might work for now. "Right now?" she asked (but not really, totally a faux-question), as she pulled back a little again, brows lifting and a definite gleam in her eyes. "You bet I do."

Pausing briefly, she moved her hips against his in a easy, unhurried roll, saving the feel of him, the spark of heat that flashed higher, brighter. "You feel unbelievably amazing," she told him, voice dropping an octave and meeting those completely captivating eyes of his, thumb stroking along his shoulder blade.

God, she wanted him. In every single way she could think of (and she didn't mean for just sex, but right now, that's where her brain was focusing). Like this. Under her. On top of her. About a dozen other ways. Maybe they'd do some moving around before this was over, but for right now she was totally and completely happy to savor this part - way too good not to - as she leaned in and slid her lips over his, just to taste him again. Kinda add that to the rest and let it all build up together.
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