Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 10 - Sex Stories

Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 10

... attractively long lashes. The fabric of the t-shirt Kristanna wore was quite thin and left little to the imagination. The generous curvature of her breasts, the nipples protruding against the light cotton, and then there was the expanse of leg so gloriously on display. Kristanna looked like a sexy advertisement in a magazine, right there in front of me. Good God! Closing my eyes for a moment against the perfection in front of me, I swallowed, wondering whether or not I should actually wake her up. "Hey," I finally whispered, running my fingers gently through the hair on Kristanna's forehead. "Let's get you under the covers, okay?" Her eyes opened and focused softly on mine. She gave me a small smile in recognition. "Hey." "Hey, yourself." Before I knew it, Kristanna took my hand and pulled me down. Our mouths were inches apart, but the much more immediate issue was the curves I felt pushing up against me. I wanted to explore them so very badly. "Kiss me," she breathed. I moved my lips toward hers and definitely found myself enjoying the moment, sinking into the reassuring depths of wonderful that kissing Kristanna always brought me to. She let out a soft, little sigh, which should not have done anything to me, but dear God, it did. My heart pounded wildly within my chest. My hands wanted to engage; to explore the body that was pressed up so sensually upon my own. "You need some rest, Krissy," I told her, breaking the kiss and stepping away. "You're obviously very tired. You ...

... need to get underneath the covers." Kristanna nodded and pulled her feet up so I could snatch the sheet out from beneath her. The quick action caused her t-shirt to ride high, exposing her silky G-string beneath. Hmmmmm, I moaned inwardly, swallowing hard to the incredibly powerful reaction my body had to the luscious sight. Kristanna then slipped beneath the sheets and I pulled the covers up to her chin. There. Totally covered. "Join me," she said, motioning to the spot next to her. Sleep certainly did not come easily on this night for me. The minutes ticked by like hours. 45 minutes later, Kristanna moved into me, resting her head beneath my chin and slipping her arm across my waist in a move that I was not sure had been intentional or not. I inhaled sharply, the warmth of Kristanna's skin against mine, the wonderful scent of her hair. Some sort of berry. It was an onslaught of sensation and more than a little overwhelming. Before long, I realized Kristanna was breathing slow and deep. Out like a light. The kind of peaceful breathing reserved for those dead to the world. I smiled myself, and something shifted in me. With Kristanna sleeping soundly against me, I felt content, comfortable, at home. I wrapped my arms around my wife and pulled her more firmly in before giving in to the serenity of the moment and closing my eyes. I remember absently playing with Kristanna's hair just before sleep finally claimed me. It was a splendid way for me to finally drift off. * * * "Kaden! ...