picnic date

[stealth_andsecrets]

Anastasia has arranged a nice picnic at Long Beach, complete with a variety of fruits and cheeses. She selected some place far away enough from Los Angeles, so not have to deal with the daily drama that occurs in the larger city.

The weather was nice today too. She watched the waves, as she waited for Niverian to arrive. As she waited, Purple enjoyed the sunlight. Today she was wearing a sexy sailor swimsuit.

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[stealth_andsecrets]

Every kiss brought a gasp of pleasure from Anastasia. She arched to his touch. His presence.

[nonvillainouscipher]

He starts towards the bed, gently pulling her with him, arms around her waist, breathing much heavier now with... excitement.

[stealth_andsecrets]

Her heart pounded, her breathing hitched, and Anastasia felt that her whole body, soul and heart belonged only to him.

[nonvillainouscipher]

Right now, there's nothing else in the universe but him and her, here in this moment. He kisses her mouth again, guiding one of her hands to his hips, right above the waistband of his swimming trunks... the last remaining bit of clothing between them.

[stealth_andsecrets]

She smiled softly, purring against his lips. "Can't have this in the way..." And she gently pushed the swimsuit off his hips.

[nonvillainouscipher]

"No, no we can't," he murmurs, smiling against her lips. Once the trunks are off, he resumes kissing her, pressing her down onto the bed on her back and following a moment later, climbing on top of her. Here he pauses to take a moment, exploring her with his hands, pressing close while he does.

[stealth_andsecrets]

She moaned softly when he started to explore her body with his hands. Her own hands trailed down his back, enjoying being so close to him.

[nonvillainouscipher]

He arches into her touch, returning to kissing her neck, shoulders, and collar bone, eventually trailing down to her breasts, running one hand along her back, the other down her arm, savouring every moment.

[stealth_andsecrets]

She moans louder, to the trail of kisses down her neck, shoulders, collar bone and down to her breats. When he reaches that point, her body arches again, and her moans become louder. More passionate.

[nonvillainouscipher]

Those moans spur him on, enough to make him stop taking his time with her. He tangles his hand up in her hair, kissing her mouth again, heart pounding, eyes fluttering closed as he starts to move.

[stealth_andsecrets]

Her body moves with his. There is a small tinge of disappointment that he didn't take more time to pleasure her in different ways. But in the same moment, she understands that he had admitted not being familiar with those different ways.

Anastasia kisses him back, moaning against his lips.

[nonvillainouscipher]

That's... part of it. The other part has more to do with not being able to hold off any longer. His motions are long, slow, sensual. A small, quiet, and definitely pleased shudder escapes him, closely followed by a few moans of his own. He savours every part of this experience, savours being this close to her, being united with the woman he loves. And that last thing... makes everything that much more intense for him. He had no real emotional connection to most of the women he'd been with before, only mutual desire. And it's different, very different, when that emotional connection is there. To him... it makes the whole thing that much better.

[stealth_andsecrets]

Her expressions of pleasure are more audible, as she loudly moans to each long, slow and sensual motion. She savours this experience too. Expressing their love in a more intimate and pleasurable experience.

And she gasps out his name.

[nonvillainouscipher]

Her name escapes him in more of a breathy whisper. He picks up the pace just a little, trying to hold off the inevitable for a little while longer, to make this last as long as he can. And he manages to, for awhile. Eventually, though, that final moment does arrive for him. He cries out, arching against her, pressing as close as he can. A few seconds later, he sinks down on top of her, sliding his arms around her, nestling his head in the crook of her neck, and pressing a pair of gentle kisses there, smiling, contented.

[stealth_andsecrets]

Anastasia cries and gasps even louder when he picks up the pace. And when he cries out, so does she...

And she grasps him close to her, moaning softly in response. When he nestles beside her, Anastasia kisses him back.

[nonvillainouscipher]

He turns his head to the side to kiss her mouth, still smiling, slipping a hand into her hair, a quiet, pleased hum slithering out of him through the kiss. "I love you," he murmurs after he draws the kiss to a close, leaning his forehead against hers. Aside from letting himself rest on top of her, he hasn't moved. He doesn't especially want to, either.

[stealth_andsecrets]

"I love you too." She nuzzles close to him, returning his kisses.

[nonvillainouscipher]

He spends several minutes just resting there with her for awhile, sharing smaller kisses with her, toying with a few locks of her hair. After a few moments, he murmurs, smiling a little, "Would you believe me if I told you I've never slept with a woman I had any real, emotional connection to, before you?"

[stealth_andsecrets]

She turns to him, reaching out to touch his face. "Yes."

"But this is not the time to share those stories."

[nonvillainouscipher]

"Didn't plan to," he replies, smiling. "Only to say that... it's so much better with you, than it has been with anyone else so far."

[stealth_andsecrets]

"Being with you is unbelievable... I just love spending time with you."

[nonvillainouscipher]

The smile broadens a little, taking on a slight euphoric quality to it, as his eyes flutter closed again. "I know the feeling," he replies with a quiet chuckle. "Just being near you puts me in a very good place..."

[stealth_andsecrets]

"Good." She wraps her arms around him. Closing her eyes herself.

[nonvillainouscipher]

"Definitely good," he agrees, with another quiet chuckle. He rests there with her for a moment, then, somewhat reluctantly, climbs off of her so they can both curl up under the covers together, turning onto his side and sliding an arm around her, using the other to tug the covers up over both their shoulders.

[stealth_andsecrets]

She adjusts, so he can curl up beside her. It has become so nice falling asleep in his arms. In fact, the nights when he isn't there, seem strange... and she has trouble getting comfortable.