Australian Heat (Mature)

October 28th, 2015 (Mature)

Last night had taken a lot out of Stevie, actually the horseback riding is probably what did it. It took a lot of energy for little Stevie to get up and down from that horse, Lindsey almost regretting it as she was having such a hard time walking. He just hoped that she would be okay by the show tonight, standing up against the doorway of the bedroom as he munched on a piece of toast. She was so beautiful, laying on her back with one hand above her head, sleeping like an angel with her hair spread out around her. Damn, there's no other woman like her, he continued to stare. Her white nightgown was so sheer that you could see the tint of her nipples right through it, him licking at his lips and wanting them to connect with her precious mounds. He decided to head out in to the kitchen before he'd ruin her sleep. Stevie was known to get angry if ever woken before noon and it was only going on 10:30, he still had an hour and a half before going through with his fantasizing.

"...be my wife, please?" echoed through Lindsey's head, remembering the expression on her face when he asked her - told her what he wanted with her now in their later life. It made no sense to him as why it's taken so long for both of them to reconcile like this and he still didn't get a definite answer from her, deep down extremely fearful of what the answer just may be. He didn't think that he would survive another heartbreak from her, he's been hurt too many times now for his heart to actually heal over her this time.

Stevie opened her eyes and stretched, rolling on to her back as she searched for her glasses on the nightstand, putting them on and checking the time. It was just going on noon, perfect, that was the time her body was used to and it did have it's own alarm.

As she sat up in bed, she felt her back crack, aching going down her hip and knowing that it had to have been from the horse ride yesterday. Her body was just not used to activity like that anymore - especially the continuous sex that she was having with Lindsey, that was for sure something her body was only begining to adjust to.

Getting out of bed, she ran her hands through her hair and greeted her dog, walking out of the room and in to the kitchen to the smell of coffee. It put a smile on her face, he knew that she would want some but not finding him anywhere. She poured herself a cup and then went searching for him, first on the front porch and then on the back, noticing a figure out swimming. At least she had found him.

Exiting the ocean, Lindsey began to trail back up to the house, grabbing for his towel that he had laid out on the balcony rail and quickly drying himself off. He could hear Stevie's voice, she was singing, and it brought a smile to his face. Lindsey wasn't sure what she was singing but he enjoyed it non the less, her voice always soothed him as his did her.

He walked in to the bedroom, the light to the bathroom was on so he knew he had found her, peeking his head around and finding her bent over the tub. Stevie was shaving and completely naked, Lindsey not able to stop staring as the image was an incredible turn on. It took all the strength inside him not to jump her as he then slid down his swimtrunks to pretend that he had just walked in, tossing them in to the sink as they were dripping. Stevie jumped and it caused her to knick her ankle, cursing as she looked up at him.

"Dammit, Lindsey," swiping the blood off her skin and then licking it off her finger.

"What, baby?" looking over at her and realizing she was bleeding, immediately attending to her as he grabbed a washcloth, putting it underneath the water as he placed it on to her ankle. "I'm sorry," sitting down on the tub, examining the cut to make sure that it wasn't deeper than it looked. "Should I call 9.1.1.?" grinning up at her as she rolled her eyes and laughed.

"No, just make your presence known a little less dramatically," placing her razor down on the side of the tub as she checked on her ankle, "...but nothing a bandaid can't cure."