"I bite my lip in anticipation, remembering. After such a recollection I can't handle the fact that my body is not fitted to yours and cross the small...space between us. Lovingly, I trace my fingertips across your torso. "What are you doing?" I don't have to answer, just grin and flash that look I know that you love and stand upon tiptoes to reach your mouth with a kiss.We are locked like this for I don't know how long. Touching, hands sliding against the rough fabrics we cover our tender souls. He grabbed one of the sat phones on his way through the salon, and climbed the stairs to the top deck. It was still a bit chilly, even dressed as he was, but not too bad. As far as he could see, in any direction, was ocean and sky. It simultaneously made him feel safe, and very small and alone.Jason dialed his step-father’s number.Harry“It’s Jason for you, sir,” Camille said, handing Harry the phone.“Hey, son, what’s up?” he said.“Oh ... things, you know?”“Heard rumors. Y’all okay?”“Yes ... and. “Harder! Please!”He grabbed her waist and moved her to the bed, laying her down while three of his fingers explored her hole like it was the first time. His left hand had let go of her breast, instead it was busy with her clit, teasing it wonderfully. She moved her hands to her chest, pulling and pinching her nipples wildly. Her started kissing up her body, starting at her belly button and moving up to her breasts. When his lips started grazing on her nipples she lost it. Her pussy tightened. Marie, my wife, started drinking from the get-go way too early, and by dessert, she was smashed. I mean, I get it. We have triplets and they are a handful, but this was supposed to be our anniversary and she drank it away. I was slightly drunk but nowhere near her level, nor could I get there as now I was paying a babysitter to watch triplets while I babysat my wife.She stumbled out of the taxi door and almost face-planted into the snow. I sighed and hoisted her up by one arm and walked her.