<div align="center"><strong>Character:</strong> Thea | <strong>Location:</strong> Couples Suite | <strong>Tagged:</strong> Sean (TaintedTruth)</div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://image.dhgate.com/albu_377521669_00-1.0x0/black-yellow-simple-sexy-girl-lady-woman.jpg)</div><br/><br/><div align="center">Much to her delight, the heart-shaped display seemed to be just enough to steal away Sean's attention, making Thea's smile expand, as her chocolate mane acted like a curtain for either side of her face. Stretching down toward the luggage, with her locks obstructing the majority of her vision, Thea's hands paused, feeling the shift from Sean as he lined his front up with her behind. "Mmmmn," a purr was released in response, instantly hit by a wave of tingling sensations, as that familiar heat of his resonated against her in the most delicious way. Her breath hitched within her throat, as she turned over her shoulder to peek at him, catching that smoldering way he was inspecting the subtle curves of her frame. His careful digits delicately caressed against the small of her spine, brushing the tips of his fingers down the length of her jean shorts, waking her body up to his advances. <br/><br/>It was then that Sean's hand settled against her hip, tucking there as if for leverage, while his waist enclosed against the cheeks of her ass. Thea gasped, as the loose, breathable material of his board shorts gave him away, his length already becoming rigid and hard. He pressed his member against and between her cheeks ever so slightly, yet just enough to let her know exactly what was on his mind. The burning of her face only intensified after that, her flush deepening to a solid red. Straightening up slightly, when his free hand shifted her hanging locks over to one shoulder, her stare faltered for a moment, emerald hues falling bashfully to the ground, while the blush of her face was freely exposed to him. What followed would cause her eyes to widen; Sean's fingers finding the zipper at the back of her dress-like bathing suit, slowly unzipping it. Though the nervousness was always present during their teasing or foreplay, Thea couldn't hide the excitement which also always budded within her. Their chemistry was so intense, it was entirely unavoidable. <br/><br/>His words hit her, heavily, making her heart race in her chest, while an array of building sensation twisted inside of her. A stream of arousal already found itself dampening the panty-liner of her swimsuit, that scent already rising in the minute space between them. Continuing to straighten, she dipped her hips back, letting her ass press against his hardening rod, bending elegantly, not stopping until the back of her head rested on his shoulder, her hair streaming to one side, out of his way. She tilted her face, drawing her plump lips toward the cartilage of his ear, letting them ghost against that sensitive skin, as she whispered: "Then take me now." Talking dirty was not a specialty of Thea's, but after four years of practicing with Sean, she was getting more and more comfortable with it, confidence growing within her slowly but surely, because of him. He made her feel like she was the only woman who could ever capture his attention, the rarest treasure, his to keep and have forever. <br/><br/>Surely the collection of women on this Island were not tempting enough to draw him away from what they have built together. <br/><br/>"Aaanh!" She cried out, her head snapping back, as his fingers hooked between her thighs and trapped her heat, circling around her clit through both layers she wore. "Sean!" She squealed his name, it coming out almost accusatory, like he was behaving inappropriately. It was a habit she couldn't grow out of; though they were alone, though she loved how forward he could be, she still would say his name with a hint of shock and surprise about the tone of her voice. Moaning gently, she pressed back against him a little harder, her hands reaching behind her for his waist, tugging at the shorts he wore with desperate clawing motions, wanting to feel his <em>need</em> as it twitched beneath the fabric. Already her swimsuit was beginning to peel, like the outside of a banana, falling from her flesh and revealing her perky, petite breasts, light pink nipples already erect. Her face twisted once more, burying against the space between his neck and shoulder, her lips kissing a buttery trail along the side, leading up to his cartilage. There, her tongue flicked past her lips, against his flesh, exhaling a slight, hot cascading breath there. Her body trembled against him now, as the desire within her bubbled. <br/></div>