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10: Twilight
Darren and Faith slowly walked out of the arena that night, hand in hand, down
towards the hotel. He pulled her closer until she was in front of him then
wrapped his arms around her neck.
“Hey!” Faith giggled as she kept walking.
“Hey what?” Darren replied as he kissed her neck.
“That tickles!” she said, turning around and staring into his clear blue
eyes. “What did you say to the crowd tonight?”
“I only told them that you were the absolute most beautiful woman on earth and
that I would do anything to get you back,” he answered. Faith blushed as she
drew him in for a kiss.
“Lets go to the beach,” she whispered into his ear as she wiggled out of his
grasp and started to run down the street towards the hotel. Darren chased after
her, running as fast as he could to catch up to her as she galloped past the
hotel and to the sandy beach. “Come on, Darren!” Faith yelled as she began
to strip off her clothes, starting with her shirt.
Reaching the edge of the ocean in her undergarments, she hit the water and began
to paddle farther out to sea with Darren following her lead close behind. He
finally caught up to her when she stopped, the water almost up to her chin. In
the twilight, she grabbed him and pulled him in for a deep kiss.
“Have you ever made love on the beach?” Faith asked. Darren shook his head
as he smiled back her. “You want to?” He nodded as he kissed her again.
“Catch me first,” she added, pulling away and starting to swim back towards
shore.
Darren started after her, dazed and excited. He hadn’t expected to get this
far tonight. His heart raced as he paddled towards Faith. He could see the
silhouette of her body against the shoreline as the moonlight illuminated the
white sands of the beach. Staring a little harder, he saw the tattoo between her
shoulder blades of a butterfly with its wings stretched out to almost her arms
and the dragon on the small of her back.
‘God, she’s beautiful,’ he thought to himself as he kept swimming back to
shore. She was already there, waiting, her hands crossed in front of her chest
as if she were angry. But she wasn’t angry, she was shivering. Her body
shuddered as he stepped out of the water and walked towards her.
“Are you cold?” Darren asked as he stepped up to her. Faith nodded,
unfolding her arms and letting her bear breasts fall as she wrapped herself
around him. She kissed his neck, urging him to pick up the pace. He laid her
back in the said as he proceeded to kiss his way up her body starting from her
abdomen. Her salty skin tasted good as his tongue ran over the curves of her
breasts.
Darren was lying on top of her, kissing her yet again. His hands were caressing
her sides as their lips danced and their tongues tangled. She’d never felt
anything like what she was feeling at that moment, and she never wanted that
feeling to end.
“Darren…” she moaned as his lips torn from hers again. He moved his kisses
over her cheek, then to her neck. His lips traveled down the pale column of
flesh until he came to the junction of her collarbone. She felt his tongue taste
her there, then felt the suction of his lips on her tender flesh. The more
pressure he applied to her sensitive skin, the more she wriggled beneath him.
“Ohhh, Darren,” she sighed and her hands tangled in her thick, blond hair.
“You taste so good,” he told her softly as his lips finally broke from her
skin. “I bet you taste good everywhere.”
She caught his eyes and gently nodded her permission for him to find out for
himself. The slight gesture was all the encouragement he needed.
She felt his hands cupping her breasts just as his lips returned to her neck.
She moaned and arched into his palms as his fingers teased her hardened nipples.
“Ohhhh,” she moaned again and felt his lips begin traveling lower down her
body.
Faith was moaning continually as Darren alternated the teasing pinch of his
fingers and the warm wetness of his tongue over her breasts. “Darren! Oh!
Darren!” she said through her moans and the sound of his name on her lips in
that breathless and passionate way drove him forward.
With one of his hands still cupping her right breast, the other slide carefully
between their heaving bodies to travel down over her flat stomach. His fingers
played at the elastic band around her hips as his tongue flicked her taunt, pink
nipple repeatedly. She writhed beneath him, begging inarticulately for him not
to stop, never to stop. Though she looked to be the submissive one, Faith had
Darren in her utter and complete control.
His fingers slipped beneath the bottom of her panties and played along the wiry
hair for a moment before plunging into her hot, wet center. They both gasped at
the contact, Faith arching violently against him and squeezing her eyes shut
tight. Darren moved back to her lips for another kiss.
As his tongue entered her mouth, his fingers pushed further into her body. She
felt like liquid heat, molding to his touch and burning him with the deepest
desire he’d ever felt in all his life. Her body was tight around him and he
gently pushed against her inner walls with just the right amount of pressure.
She groaned against his mouth.
“Darren… God, oh God…” she hissed.
“Is this okay? Do you like this Faith?” he asked cautiously as his fingers
continued to move inside of her.
“God… ohhh yesss, yesss. Yes Darren, don’t stop!” she cried. He had no
intention of stopping. He pushed his fingers a little deeper within her body and
pressed his touch deep and high within her. When he found the spot where she
ached the most, she released a shrill cry and dug her nails into his shoulders.
“Oh God!” she cried.
“Are you okay?” he asked quickly, panic edging into his voice at the sharp
pitch of her cry.
“Okay? Yeah, okay…” she managed. “I’ve just… never felt… ahhhh,”
she moaned again as he continued to stroke her inner walls. She liked it, he was
sure of that now. His hesitancy waned as she continued to thrash beneath him.
His fingers moved inside her body, grazing that secret spot within her with
subtle but precise strokes. Her moans grew louder with each touch of his
fingers. Finally, he felt her walls begin tightening and she released a long,
loud moan as she reached up to sink her teeth into his shoulder. She held her
arms tightly around his back as she contracted around his hand repeatedly.
When it was over, she fell back against the sand. She was heaving for breath and
flushed from head to toe. He’d never seen anything more beautiful in all his
life. He leaned over her, propping his weight on one side, and said, “Faith
Somers, you take my breath away.”
She half smiled up at him. “Me? Darren, that was the most incredible thing
that has ever happened to me,” she replied.
“Then I am twice as lucky that I could give it to you and enjoy myself just as
much,” he replied.
“Oh, you think you enjoyed that? Just wait,” she said with an evil grin. His
eyes widened and he smiled at the possibilities that her promise held.
Darren lay over her and slightly to the left. She turned just enough to meet his
intense and hungry gaze and gave him a seductive smile. Without a word, her
hands moved under his T-shirt, rubbing over his hard abs, then up his firm,
smooth chest. He sunk down beside her and they turned until they were lying side
by side facing each other.
“You make me crazy, Darren Hayes,” she purred as she leaned in to kiss him.
Her lips moved over his and he felt her tongue slip into his mouth. He let
himself be pushed onto his back and she climbed on top of him as she continued
the kiss. When their lips parted, he smiled.
“I’ll take that as a sign that I like it when you get crazy,” he said. She
just smiled back and lowered her mouth to him neck. “Mmm,” he moaned as he
felt her tongue glide over his skin. She latched onto his neck, sucking his skin
as if she could eat him alive. “Ahh, Faith…”
“You like that, Darren?” she asked as she finally pulled up to look at him
again. He nodded, his eyes heavy with desire as he peered up at the goddess
straddling him on a deserted beach that only existed for them. “I know of
something you’ll like even more,” she said with a seductive grin and then
lowered her head to trail kisses over his chest. She moved lower, her tongue
darting out to trace his hard abs as she closed in on her target. His breath
hitched as her tongue dipped into his navel. Her hands were already hooked into
the sides of his shorts when she looked back up at him.
“Faith?” he said breathlessly as he watched her. She was grinning madly at
him and her eyes were wild with passion.
“You want this, right?” she asked. Her manner suggested that she knew he
did, but something in her tone told him that a tiny nagging doubt remained. She
wanted him; she needed him. But she also needed him to acknowledge that he felt
the same. She needed to hear him say that her hands and lips on his body were
enough to drive him out of his mind. She needed to feel wanted… and Darren had
never wanted anyone more.
“Please Faith… please touch me. Never stop touching me,” he said in a
voice made dark and heavy with the weight of his desire.
Her lips turned up into another Cheshire grin as she lowered his boxers over his
slim hips. As the material slid down his thighs, she was met with the sight of
him. Her eyes widened just a little and she felt a rush of heat wash over her as
she surveyed his erection. He was definitely already aroused. She took a little
pride on the fact that she alone, her body, her presence, had brought him to
this state. She lifted her eyes to meet his and gave him a small smile. He
returned the gesture.
When his shorts were finally tossed aside, Faith brought her hands to rest on
his bare calves. She rubbed his legs in slow circles as her hands inched their
way higher. Her eyes kept their focus on his the whole time. Her touch drifted
up to his knees, then over his outer thighs. He sucked in a ragged breath as her
fingers played at his hipbones. She was inches from his straining erection, not
touching him, but already he could feel himself losing control.
“God Faith… please…” he moaned as he struggled to focus.
“You’re so beautiful,” she marveled as her hands moved back down his legs
and stopped again at his knees. She pushed them apart gently and situated
herself between them. Her hands started their journey upwards once more, this
time trailing lightly over the skin of his inner thighs. “I love to look at
you… to touch you…” she mused.
“Touch me,” he urged. “God… please…”
She smiled slightly as she watched him wriggling in the sand. He was hers,
totally at her mercy. Just the thought of it turned her on.
Her hands traveled higher, her fingers massaging his sensitive skin as she drew
so close to her target. His breathing was ragged as he struggled to stay still
beneath her. She could tell that he was having a hard time doing so. Finally,
she decided it was time to give him what he wanted… what they both wanted.
When her lips closed over his head, Darren nearly jumped into the air. He
stilled his hips so as not to gag her. His fingers dug into the sand around him
as her head moved lower, taking him further into the hot, wet depths of her
mouth. Her tongue flattened along the underside of his penis as she moved back
up, almost releasing him, and then she sank down over him again.
“Ohhhhhh God… Faaaiiith…” he hissed out. Her hand cradled the base of
his erection as her mouth and tongue lowered over him again and again. He
didn’t think he could take much more.
Faith seemed to sense this and finally pulled back. She looked up at him again
as she inched forward. His head was tossed back, his eyes clamped shut as he
struggled with his control. He looked so perfect to her at that moment, so
passionate and beautiful and she’d never savored a sight more.
“Open your eyes,” she said huskily. He did so slowly. “I want you to
watch… I want to see you,” she said. He nodded, knowing what she meant
immediately. His hands came up to cradle her hips as she straddled his thighs.
“I want you, Darren,” she said as she looked down at him.
“God, me too, Faith, me too… I could never want anyone else the way I want
you,” he told her. Her smile sent a warm rush through him and he wanted her
even more, if that was possible. He couldn’t help but think that Faith Somers
was perfect. There was nothing on earth or anywhere else at that moment that
could have changed his mind.
Faith kept her gaze locked with his as she moved over him. He guided her gently
with his hands still at her hips and, slowly, she sunk down onto him. As his
body entered hers, Faith moaned. She clenched her teeth and stayed still,
letting herself grow accustomed to this new fullness. Darren waited and just
kept watching her.
Finally, after a moment, she slowly leaned down to him; their bodies still one.
She shifted slightly to lie across him without breaking their bond and his arms
came up to cradle her to him as her lips met his in a hungry kiss. When they
broke the kiss, he finally started to move within her.
Faith had never felt anything like this in her life. With each gentle thrust,
she could feel Darren everywhere, all through her body. Her nerves tingled and
her body burned at the places where they touched. She was barely breathing, just
letting the new feelings and sensations wash over her and carry her to a place
beyond her dreams.
With his arm pulling her tightly to him, Darren managed to roll them over until
he was on top. Once he had better leverage, he began to pump into her again.
With every stroke they both groaned. His body was pressed to hers and his hands
traveled reverently over her naked body as they drew closer and closer to
completion.
“Darren, yes… God…” she moaned as he entered her again and again. She
could feel every muscle in her body tighten as her orgasm built within her.
Darren pushed up a little, his arms outstretched and resting in the sand to
either side of her head. Her hands were wrapped around his arms and her nails
sank into his skin with every downward thrust. He could feel the wonderful ache
of his impending orgasm growing closer and he knew that he couldn’t hold out
much longer. His pace increased as he tried desperately to push her over the
edge before he fell himself. Just as he thought he couldn’t hold out for one
more second, Faith fell.
“Darren!” she cried sharply and clutched at him as her back arched upwards.
He felt her body contracting around him and was swiftly carried over the edge as
well. He exploded within her before she’d had a chance to fully recover from
her own orgasm. He fell forward and nuzzled his face into her neck as their
chests heaved against one another and they struggled for air.
“God Faith…” he murmured against her soft skin.
“I know…” she said in reply. His body was still joined with hers. Her
hands came up to run over the sweat-slicked skin of his back as she held him
close to her. He was like a warm, comforting blanket, his body shielding her
from everything bad in the world.
“I should get off you,” he said as he started to pull away.
“No,” she said quickly as she held him tighter. “Don’t go, not yet.”
“I’m too heavy, Faith,” he said.
“No, Darren,” she protested. “You’re fine. I just… I wanna feel you
for a little longer. I can’t let go yet.”
He nodded and lay back down. His lips pressed against her neck in another soft
kiss. She closed her eyes and tried to memorize every feeling that ran through
her at that moment, somehow knowing that it would be a long time before she’d
feel them again.
When he finally pulled away from her, Faith whimpered slightly. But she was
shortly back in his arms and snuggled up to his warm chest as he held her close.
“Darren?” Faith whispered.
“Hmm?” he softly replied.
“What if we get caught?” she asked. Darren gave her a hard stare and
realized that she had a point. He stood up and began looking for his clothes.
Finding his wet boxers sprawled out across the sand beside him, he quickly
reached over and put them on. Faith was already standing up, her bra and panties
already on, heading back towards the water.
“Where are you going?” Darren yelled to her.
“I’m washing the sand off my body. I’ll be right back.” She didn’t
paddle out too far, only until the water was up to her waist, and squatted down
so that the water washed up over her shoulders and soaked her hair.
Darren began to walk in her direction and do the same thing. At about waist
level, her bent down so that the waves crashed over him. The cool water felt
good against his skin after such a hard workout. He stood up and began walking
back towards the beach.
As Darren made his way through the water, he felt something brush up against his
foot. At first he didn’t think much of it. Maybe it was a seashell or
something. But soon a shooting pain ran up his leg. He fell into the water
making a loud slaps that startled Faith. She looked in his direction to find him
struggling to get back up. Rushing to his side on only her underwear, she helped
pull him up and dragged him back to shore.
“Darren, what happened?” she asked.
Holding his left foot with his hands, he cried, “Something stung me!”
“What? Let me see,” Faith replied as she pried his hands away. Stretching
from his ankle to his toe were several long red lines, each an eyesore to look
at. She cringed, looking away. “Come on, I need to get you to a doctor,” she
added, pulling Darren up and holding his waist as he hobbled back towards the
hotel.
“Where are we going?” he asked as she led him into the elevator.
“Back to your room so I can get some ice and call a cab.”
* * *
With his foot wrapped in a large pack of ice to prevent swelling and a change of
clothes, Darren hopped into the emergency room of the local hospital with Faith
holding him up. She sat him in a chair and proceeded to the nurses’ desk to
report the injury. When she returned, she saw Leonie, Spaz, and the rest of the
gang rushing in.
“Hey, guys! What are you doing here?” Faith asked as they ran past her. Spaz
swiveled around and ran back.
“Faith! Where have you been all night? Never mind that, why are you here?”
she replied.
“Well, Darren were at the beach, and he got stung by a jellyfish. What are you
doing here?”
“No wonder you didn’t get any of our messages. Morgan had an accident,”
Spaz said.
“What! Is she okay?” Faith shrieked.
“We don’t know. She got hit in the arm pretty bad by some falling equipment.
She was just rushed here from the arena,” Spaz answered.
“Oh, my God!” Faith nearly began to cry. “And I wasn’t there. God! I
can’t believe this!”
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