FALLEN 2~Through Tragedy To Triumph

A few days later Vin finished night shooting. The producers had come to Vancouver for a few days. They were touring the set and sitting in on a few days of shooting. Sort of a quality control thing. On the last day they were having sort of a farewell dinner and we were invited. I was a little nervous about leaving the babies. Dragon pulled out of work and decided to stay home with them. I was so happy I didn’t have to leave them with a stranger, I couldn’t trust. But she still had to shove me out of the door that night. I was more then confident that she could handle it. She had a set of her own and they were well mannered, sweet and two of the cleanest 8-year-olds I had ever seen, even when they'd just come in from a long summer day of playing outdoors.

The dinner was held at a fancy restaurant, you know, with a full flatware setting, four-course meals, champagne toasts and evening wear. Vin wore a navy blue suit, accented with a peach shirt and handkerchief. It complimented my full-length peach gown, it had off the shoulder sleeves and a split up the side that showed off my legs. It was a Vera Wang, which flowed around my hour-glass shape as if she had designed it for me. Our table was lit by a candle encased in a crystal dome. After dinner the gang was going back to the director, Paul’s condo for drinks. I guess they just weren't ready for the party to end. Vin and I politely declined. We said our good-byes and rushed back to our place to check on our little ones. The place was quiet and Drag was passed out on the sofa. Vin nudged her awake and walked her out, while I sneaked a peek at Marky and Miri. Every time I look at them it's like falling in love over and over again. It's hard to resist their angelic little faces, sweet smell and innocent eyes.

"You're beautiful," Vin says from behind me.

I smile as he wraps his arms around me and kisses my neck. I reach my arm up around his neck and palm the back of his head. Stroking it a little, I loved the feel of his head when he has a little stubble. Reaching around, he covers my lips with his and kisses me deeply. I am trying to maintain my composure but electric pulses of passion are surging through my body. Entangled in a passionate embrace, his body pressed against my back, I heard the soft whirl of zipper on my dress being unzipped. His hands slowly slide down to my hips and turns me around seductively letting his hands guide me. Now face to face, our eyes lock and I felt he saw right through me. Through me, into my soul and I was willing to let him lead me. Taking my hand he led me out of Mark and Miracle’s bedroom and into ours. There, he took his hannd cnd caress my body more tenderly then ever before.

Taking of sleeves of my dress, with two fingers of each hand. He moved them across my skin, down my arms and as they reached my hands my dress fell the floor and pooled at my feet. Then taking my hands, he placed them on his face, then along the buttons of his shirt. Following his lead I began to unbutton it. When I reached the last button I swept my hands under the shirt, pushed it open and over his shoulders exposing his muscular chest. I began to kiss him at his neck and worked my way down and up his rippling chest.

I undo his pants and steadily stroke his manhood. I felt it growing quickly and throbbing with the need to fill me. Capturing his mouth with mine, I teased his tongue with mine and hastily he threws me back onto the bed. He wasted no time, he undressed and climbed in with me. Starting at my breasts he kissed and sucked his way down to my sweet, wet flower. Taking me his his mouth, his lips embracing my clitoris, he began flicking it gently with his tongue. Seductively he penetrated my center with his tongue, as I guided him with my hands. Lingeringly he made his way up my body, licking over my belly button and up the center of my belly. Reaching my breast, he stopped to nibble them for a second and continued up. Discovering my mouth and devouring it, his face was now floating above mine. Our eyes meet once again as he placed himself inside of me. Clinging to one another we made love there in the darkness. Unable to resist, we had given in to our love and we are now basking in its sweet surrender.

When I awoke the next morning, I was aroused to feel his warm skin underneath mine. We had made love until the sun came up this morning but even with three hours of sleep I still feel refreshed. I rolled closer to him and breathed him in. "He smells so good!" I thought to myself as I inhaled again and let my eyes roll back into my head. Every time I think of him it is surreal because he is the type of man that prayers are made of. Honest, hardworking, understanding, goal oriented, passionate and above all, he inspires me. He loves me whole-heartedly and expected only the same of me. From curve of his jaw to the arch of his foot he had been tailor made for me. "Thank God he wasn't a coat." I thought, joking with myself. Moving my leg over his I spread myself across him and pulled the covers up. Brushing his lips with mine I placed a trail of titillating kisses from his lips to the nape of his neck. I could feel him twitching a little as my lips grazed a place I knew he loved to be kissed. From his neck to his nipples, from his nipples to his navel and from his navel I kissed him all over. Before long we were entangled in a love making frenzy once again.