shimmerandsing | Follow the sound of my heartbeat.

Before Longshot, Robbie and Miyuki had left for camp, Alison had politely, but firmly asked Robbie and Miyuki to find fun diversions in camp. Lengthy ones. She wanted her husband all to herself at least until sunset.

It took about an hour to organize, but when Alison finally retired upstairs, the lights were out and the shades drawn on all the floors. The only illumination came from tiny, floating candles in shallow water dishes placed on every other step on the stairs. One the landing of each floor, she had placed an item for him to find.

On the first floor, at the bottom of the stairs, a CD copy of his favorite French singer's newest album was tied with a gold ribbon. A tag attached to the ribbon read, Follow the lights.

On the second floor, a package wrapped in shiny red paper and silk ribbon. The tag read, Don't open this yet.

On the third floor landing, a second package was wrapped in white, shiny paper and ribbon. The tag read, Not yet. Keep moving.

On the fourth, two long-stemmed wine glasses waited for him.

The candles continued up the stairs to their bedroom. Inside, dozens of red candles of every size were lit in containers all over the bedroom. Spread out in front of the balcony doors was a soft fleece blanket. Several covered dishes were set out on it and two bottles chilled in a bucket of ice.

The tiny, floating candles created a path from the door to the bathroom where rose scented steam rolled out from under the door. Inside, Alison was sitting on the edge of the filled bathtub in a red silk robe. She drew small circles on the tile at her feet with her toe and waited for her husband to arrive. Hopefully, it would be before the food or the water got cold.

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Okay, that purr made him instantly a lot more excited. He may have snagged the front of her robe a bit. He carefully pulled back enough to get a good look at the bow made by the belt. That looked simple enough.

He grabbed one of the ends and tugged lightly. It slipped a little but didn't undo completely. "So there's a trick to this?"

"Mmm, well, not to this part exactly." She smiled and leaned back on her hands, giving him plenty of room to untie the bow and open her robe when he decided to.

"The tricky bit is under that bow."

That bow was the first of four. The other three were built into the lingerie set she had bought for the occasion. It was made from sheer, pink lace that did very little to hide what it covered. The bra closed at the front with laces of pink silk that tied in a bow at the top. The panties were held in place by silk bows on either hip.

Because, you can never have too much to unwrap...

"Okay," he said with a shrug as he tugged the bow holding her robe closed. It unraveled and let the robe underneath fall open. Longshot's eyes widened at what Alison was wearing underneath.

"Pretty," he breathed as gave her ensemble a good, hard look. He carefully reached out his hands to run his fingers all over the fabric. It did not keep the warmth of Alison's skin from him at all. His fingers explored all over before his hands went to her shoulders to push the robe off.

He eyed the three bows and tried to figure out how they were tricky. Maybe if he didn't undo all of them at the same time, Ali would be stuck in her underwear forever?

He blinked. Oh, no! It would be hard to make babies through that material! And he didn't even want to consider having to go to the bathroom when permanently stuck in some clothing. Longshot would have to save his wife!

He settled his hands on her hips and lightly fingered the bows. Hmm. Only two hands with three bows...

He needed another appendage. He looked down. Nope. That wasn't grabby and was too low to be useful. What could get to the bow on her chest while his hands were on her hips?

Ah ha!

Longshot carefully leaned over and grabbed one end of the chest bow with his teeth. He let out a puff of breath as his fingers grabbed similar ends to the bows on her hips. He mentally counted to three to get all the bows undone at the same time.

Well, that was inventive. And impressive. Alison sat still as she watched her husband work out how to get all three bows unties at the same time. She wasn't sure why it was important to him to do so, but it was certainly fun to watch.

"That's a good plan," she murmured softly as she watched.

"Mrf," he semi-growled around the fabric between his teeth as all three bows came undone simultaneously. He dropped his hands away from her hips and squirmed on his knees a bit. He let pink silk lace fall from his mouth.

The panties had nothing left to hold them on, so they would come down soon. Though he needed that bra off, too. He wanted absolutely every inch of his wife. And without a bit of clothing on.

Which reminded him to shrug off his own jacket.

She giggled softly and squirmed a little. Technically, she could get herself undressed pretty quickly, but if she did that, she'd ruin his unwrapping fun.

Her gaze tracked the leather jacket as he shrugged it off and she watched the muscles work in his chest and shoulders. A grin worked its way across her face. Oh, but he was fun to watch.

When she finally found his face again, she smiled more softly at him.

"Happy Valentines Day, sweetheart."

"Best holiday ever," he said with a grin as he reached from the lacing of her bra. He slowly worked it open as his other hand started at her knee and caressed its way up her body. He scooted closer as both hands got the bra loose enough for him to get at the treasure underneath. His hands cupped her breasts and began gently kneading them.

He let out a ragged breath. Just touching her was pushing him close enough to pushing her back and taking her hard on the floor. "Want you so bad..."

"Mmmm..." She smiled and let her head drop back on her shoulders as his hands moved over her breasts. His touch was always perfect. Always just how and where she wanted it.

"You have me," she murmured without opening her eyes. "However you want me. I'm all yours."

He whimpered softly before moving to straddle her lap. Longshot's hands kept busy with her breasts during the position change. His erection was pressed flat against her stomach as he pressed their bodies close.

He started to take advantage of all that neck on display. He worked his mouth up to her throat with soft kisses and small licks. Once his mouth was over her throat he paused. "Want you crazy and wild," he breathed across her skin. "Want you shouting my name over and over."

He pressed his hips hard against her. Then he pressed his mouth to the delicate skin on her throat and sucked hard on the spot.

Alison gasped softly at his words. Given how excited she already was, she suspected it wouldn't take much effort on his part to get her shouting his name. The mouth on her neck was already working toward that goal.

Her hands found his waist and gripped his hips tightly, pulling him hard against her. She was very much enjoying the feel of him hard between their bodies. But, she'd be enjoying it more elsewhere.

"Take me, then, love. I want you now."

Follow the sound of my heartbeat.

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