<div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> Sabrina || <strong>Location:</strong> Couples Tiki Suite || <strong>Tagged:</strong> Russell</div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/Temptation/8a12414c-6d1f-47ff-a1e3-13a6c4f01a66_zps1f070d92.jpg)</div>Sabrina's breath shuddered in and out, heat streaking through her wherever Russell's lips and hands touched her, making it harder to think. With every stroke and brush of his skin against her she became more enthralled, pleasure for the both of them the only concern. She felt the shiver pass through him following her words and an impish smiled curved her lips, showing her delight with the response. Having pulled back his gaze was free to roam her body and Sabrina didn't shy away or try to cover up. She liked feeling his gaze on her and knowing he liked what he saw. She was a curvy little thing of average height and time spent in the gym made sure that her waist line stayed trim before flaring out to hips and an ass that could make even the most prim and proper outfits look suggestive.<br/><br/>Watching him above her now, her worries about the island and what he might think once he figured out what was really up went right out the window. Especially as he seemed to absorb her words and the desire that filled her, leaving her utterly breathless just from the look in his eyes alone. She got the sense that something<em>more</em>hovered beneath the surface of her sweet and attentive husband, a hunger that might have truly been a match for hers if she could only get him to realize it. She was determined to at least try and drag whatever it was to the surface while they were on this trip but for now she was simply eager to have him. Over her, around her, inside of her... it was all she wanted in this moment. Just to feel the connection between them.<br/><br/>When he spoke of not keeping her waiting, Sabrina nodded, her thighs trembling slightly. His work roughened touch set her nerves ablaze as they stroked up the inside of strong, shapely thighs toward the her needy center. The first brush of one of those fingers against her swollen outer lips had her biting back a cry and her upper body rising slightly to meet his as he came down over her once more. Her lips found his for a deep kiss that did as much to turn her on as the way his fingers were teasing her smooth, bare sex.<br/><br/>It was like second nature to lift her hips and help him slide her panties down and out of the way. She would have pushed them the rest of the way off too but the moment he began pressing a single thick digit inside of her her brain shorted out and all she could do was cling to him, a moan escaping on the heels of his groan. Her lips parted beneath his while her hips sought to push against his intrusion, hoping to draw him deeper into her slick heated depths like he was using an entirely different appendage. Her hands slid up into his hair and instinct coaxed her body into a rhythm that matched the slow and gentle manner in which he was working her but she could feel the difference in him. Hell, she could taste it and she wanted more.<br/><br/>Her tongue twined with his, seeking to take in as much of him as she could, utterly drowning her senses in the man she loved. Beneath him her nipples hardened, tightening into sensitive peeks that practically went crazy with every friction inducing motion that caused the fabric of her top to rub against them. Her core clamped eagerly around his fingers and her clit throbbed harder as pleasure filled her. "Russ..." his name was panted against his lips, her teeth nipping gently at his bottom lip before a particular touch had her gasping and her back arching in a way that suggested it wouldn't take much to have her orgasming. Unable to get enough of him, her hand slipped down his back and yes, she grabbed his ass playfully pulling him closer before letting go and allowing her touch to slide around beneath their bodies to tug at his belt as best she could while still riding his fingers.<br/>