Las Vegas, Saturday night

[izzyalienqueen]

The problem with being too jazzed up to sleep after working a busy Saturday night was that there was nothing worthwhile watching on TV.

Isabel knew she should change the channel. Any movie that featured the line "He planted the seed of the beast in my body" in the opening scene was truly going to be bad. She could feel her brain cells dying as the minutes slipped by.

But she couldn't look away. "Oh honey, you really are too dumb to live," she muttered as the female lead accepted a ride from the creepy stranger with an accent.

[This is just a little okay a lot NWS]

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[blessed_twice]

Wyatt's hands did a little exploring of their own. "My ass appreciates it," he murmured. Both the saving and the groping, and it was evident that other body parts appreciated it as well.

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Very evident. Which made her smile.

"I think we're both wearing too many clothes." Wyatt more then Isabel since she'd already changed into comfy boxers and t-shirt.

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Wyatt drew away from Isabel just long enough to pull his shirt over his head. "Better?" he said.

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"Much," she murmured before moving close to explore all that warm, smooth skin.

Nibble, nibble, nibble...

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"Mmmm," Wyatt said. He would've been perfectly content to enjoy the nibbling except....

"No fair, you still have your shirt on," he pointed out.

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"What's the rush?" Isabel wondered, trailing kisses and nibbles down his chest.

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Well when she put it that way....

"By all means, take your time," Wyatt said, running his fingers through her hair.

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"Oh I intend to." It was a promise.

"Did I ever mention?" she asked in between kisses, "How much I love when you do that?"

Mmmm...abs....

And oh look! Denim. Something was going to have to be done about that.

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Wyatt squirmed a little. Said denim was starting to feel a bit constricting.

"Do what?" he grinned. "Take my shirt off?"

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She rested her chin on one hand and smiled up at him. "When you play with my hair. It feels nice."

Her other hand? It found the snap of his jean's and undid it, then slowly slid the zipper down.

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"Would I be too girly if I said I like how soft it feels?" Wyatt said, twisting a strand around his finger. Then he bit his lip as she unzipped his jeans. Oh yes, that felt much better.

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Her fingers edged under the elastic of his boxers, brushing against soft cotton as they moved lower and grasped hard flesh.

"Not girly in the least," Isabel smiled. "I've got proof right here."

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Wyatt sucked in his breath and let it out with a groan. "And that proof is very happy to see you," he managed to say.

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"I can tell," she replied, with only a trace of smugness.

Her hand stroked slowly, up and down over smooth, soft skin. "Like?"

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"You have to ask?" Wyatt said, pressing against her hand with a contented sigh.

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"My ego needs stroking."

No, not really, but it was fun to tease.

Isabel shifted, lowering her head, and suddenly teasing, at least of the verbal kind, was the farthest thing on her mind.

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Wyatt had been about to make a comment about what exactly was getting stroked.

Funny how he couldn't really talk at the moment now, wasn't it?

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Extremely amusing. She would have commented on that fact but well, otherwise occupied at the moment.

Fingers tightening on Wyatt's hips, Isabel teased his hard length with lips and tongue.

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Wyatt reached down to play with her hair, his head falling back on the arm of the couch. The other hand was digging into the couch cushion as he made very happy noises.

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Happy noises indeed.

Making a few happy noises of her own, Isabel kissed her way back up Wyatt's torso, along his neck before finally catching his lips in a heated kiss.

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Wyatt kissed her back for a long, lingering moment. His hands began to wander down to take hold of the hem of her t-shirt. He really wanted that fabric out of the way.

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Long, lingering kisses that went on forever were one of Isabel's favorite things, but that didn't mean she wasn't aware of where Wyatt's hands were going and what he probably wanted.

Reluctantly she ended the kiss and pushed herself up, straddling his hips as she did so. With a grin, Isabel pulled the shirt over her head and tossed it aside. "Happy now?"

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"Oh, very much so," Wyatt said, grinning as he reached up to fill his hands with her breasts.

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"Good," she replied, slowly rocking her hips against his. "You realize I wonder sometimes if I would have caught your eye if I was only a perky little 34A."

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"Depends on if you were bending over or not," Wyatt teased, sliding one hand down her body to her hip for a squeeze.