Title: Yesterday to Tomorrow: Chapter Thirty-five, Kisses of Passion
Rating: NC-17 [violence, swearing, nudity, sexual situations]

Summary: Their love is finally physically consummated.

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Waking with Chris kissing her toes, Alyssa giggled, "That's a funny way to wake someone up."

"Just making sure you can feel it," he declared seriously.

Her eyes met his. For a moment of silence they stared at each other. Then she grinned.

"You silly. I don't think I reverted back since you've brought me a world away to Paradise," she stated.

"Not Paradise, Anguilla," he corrected, kissing her knee.

Alyssa pulled her leg away from him, "Same difference. Paradise by any other name is still sweet."

"So are you," he kissed her stomach, resting his head there. "And how would you like to spend today? Parasailing? Snorkeling? Glassbottom boat? Galleries and museums? Horseback riding? Hiking? Biking?"

Her hand touselled his hair, "How about nothing?"

"Nothing?"

"Let's lounge around this lovely villa, put some quality time in around the pool. Just.... be us," she explained.

Smiling, he caught her hand and kissed her palm, "That sounds fabulous. I don't even remember when we last just did..... nothing."

"Not nearly enough."


Leaning over, Alyssa sucked the offered fruit out of Chris's fingers. With a smile she returned to laying on the lounge chair. Her eyes turned back to the scenery, loving watching everything from where they were perched on deck of their villa. They'd been out there long enough to see boats go out and boats come in. She couldn't really tell from their distance what kind of boats they had been, but it was fun to watch nonetheless.

Suddenly she stood, causing Chris to tense. She merely smiled and started to peel off the few layers of clothing she wore. It took him a few moments to realize what she was doing, a heartbeat before she slipped into the pool. Completely nude. She turned just in time to watch him strip and follow her in.

His arms circled her a moment later and their lips touched, ever so gently, ever so briefly. His hands slid down her back, cupping her butt cheeks for a moment before running back up her spine. Alyssa shivered when his fingertips grazed over her tiny scar and she giggled. He merely smiled in response, kissing her forehead. His mouth captured hers again, this time the kiss was ever so deeper, almost as if they had never touched tongues before.

"You taste like...."

"Passionfruit?" she offered with a grin.

"Sure," he replied, kissing her again.

"You're silly," Alyssa proclaimed and wiggled away from him.

Going to the edge of the infinity pool, she leaned on the edge. Chris soon sidled up behind her. His arms slipped around, his chin on her shoulder. She leaned slightly on his arm, leaving him more room on her shoulder.

"It's so beautiful here. I don't want to ever leave.... and I know that's over a week away. Just being here.... I forget about all the horrible things that have happened. Being here with you is..... it balances out all the negativity we've had this past year," she breathed softly. "Being here makes everything.... right again. It gives me hope, makes me believe.... and it's all because of you, Chris."

He didn't really have any words that would suffice in a reply to that. So instead he pulled away enough from her to turn her around. His lips touched her forehead, her nose, her mouth, never did his eyes leave hers, not even closing when he revealed in a deeper kiss what she meant to him.

When he leaned out of the kiss, Alyssa's hand ran down his face, barely touching his skin before stopping upon his lips. She ran her thumb over his bottom lip before kissing where her hand left off. Her tongue ran over his teeth, rolling over their smooth surface. Her hands slipped over his shoulders, pressing their naked chests closer together, a small wave of water pushed out from between them.

Chris's hands slid down the outside curves of her body, caressing her waist, her hips, her thighs. Slidding to the back of her legs, he supported her buoyant weight as Alyssa wrapped her legs around his waist. She was too high for them to connect other than mouth to mouth.... for the moment anyways.

"Chris," she breathed against his mouth, "love me."

"Always," he muttered, before kissing her once more.

Wiggling, her body lowered down his. Her lips left his, trailing down his throat, but no further did she kiss, not caring for the flavour of chlorine. Her mouth made it's way back to his, meeting in passion once more. His hands slipped around her thighs, caressing up the inside of them. She smiled in the kiss when his right hand slipped over her sex.

"Touch me," she purred.

He drew one finger down between her petals. Alyssa shivered as the sensation ran up her spine. Her mouth found his tongue and sucked softly upon it. Adding a second finger, Chris touched her once more. This time she flexed her interior muscles around his probing fingers, eliciting a chuckle from him. Pulling his fingers out, his hands wandered up to cup and caress her breasts. They kissed and fondled for a few breaths before Chris's hands wandered back to her hips.

"You sure?" he asked, though it wasn't all that necessary.

Her legs flexed, pulling him closer to her. And was all the answer he needed. Slowly Chris pushed into her. Both groaned at the contact, both having been so long without that type of intimacy. For a few breaths they remained connected thusly, their bodies adjusting to each other. And then he slowly withdrew. Alyssa gasped, not wanting to be without him, but he merely kissed her and slid back in, deeper this time. Slowly he moved, pulling out further and pushing in deeper with each stroke.

Just from that alone, her entire body was tingling. Her breaths were fairly steady, only becoming shallower. Their kisses were still slow and lingering, not the quick kisses of passion, but the deep kisses of love. His hands cupped her breasts, thumb rubbing circles around her nipples. She knew by the twitches of his lips away from hers that he wanted to kiss what his hands held, but resisted for the same reason she had. Perhaps they had gotten too pragmatic in their lovemaking.

"Chris," she breathed, "faster...."

Slowly the pace increased, their kisses slowed. Alyssa's arms left Chris's body, spreading behind her, her fingers clutching the edge of the pool. His hands left her breasts to hold her hips, his thrusts more potent.

"Baby," his eyes met hers, feeling her body start to tighten around him once more, "look at me."

Her brown eyes met his, her breasts heaving with her increased shallow breaths. He pulled all the way out, making her passion-heavy eyes widen. But he merely kissed her before thrusting deeply into her.

With that thrust, stars hidden by the blinding sun erupted into the blue, cloudless sky. Alyssa bit her lip hard to keep from crying with her orgasm. His lips pried hers from her teeth, sucking on her lip as his own body spasmed with hers. United like that they remained for the longest of moments.

Ever so slowly and ever so regrettably Chris pulled out of Alyssa, his hands supporting her hips. His fingers trailed down her legs as he stepped back, her toes pressing against his fingers. Their eyes remained locked, gold now flecking hers.

He smiled, "You are amazing, Lyss."

"You ain't seen nothing yet," she declared with a grin before launching at him from the pool's edge. "I hope you didn't make dinner reservations, because we're not going to need them."