tft10

She draped her robe over her shoulders, leaving the belt trailing behind her as she stepped back down the steps, her arms full with fluffy, plush towels and Nick's own robe. Nick had finished with the fireplace and had taken the liberty of lighting a few candles around the living room for extra light. Satisfied, he turned to the large patio doors. Crossing his arms over his chest, he watched the downpour hit the concrete hard, the pool alive with the constant interruption of torrential rain. Thunder rumbled through the night sky, always followed by a flash of light. For a split second, he got second thoughts about venturing outdoors. The little kid in him quickly dismissed any negative visuals. Turning to find Angel behind him, he watched her set her pile down beside him and join him at the window. She sighed loudly, he figured it was a hint that this is ridiculous. Tightening the fleece blanket he had wrapped around his waist, Nick eyed her for other signs of irritation. He stepped behind and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, leaning her into him. She sighed again, as he left little soft kisses along her neckline. Whispering in her ear, "Come on.....let's go play in the rain..."

She smiled at his innocent innuendo and turned in his arms to face him. Nick tightened his grip around her waist and kissed her lips sweetly.

"Alright Nick.......you go first......." He raised an eyebrow in suspicion and amusement.

"You trying to off me, woman?!?!?" He smiled down at her, teasing. He let her go and put his hand on the door, hesitating.

Angel took the opportunity and ripped the blanket from his body, tossing it to the floor. Nick whipped his head around in protest just as she gave him a good smack on his left cheek.

"Get going, pretty boy.....show some backbone!"

He gave her a side grin and, like a man on a mission, shoved the sliding door open with some manly force.

His grin quickly disappeared as he was hit with a full frontal shower of hard rain and warm wind. He gasped in surprise and slammed the door shut.

Angel shook her head in teasing disappointment. "That's MY man........." She slid her robe off her shoulders and grabbed his hand. "Come on.....ya big baby......." Opening the door slowly, the wind rushed in giving both of them instant goosebumps. They stepped out of the comfort of their home and tested the weather. Standing close to the pool, Angel faced him, resting her hands on his arms that encircled her, more from fear than protection.

She watched his stuck~straight~up~in~the~air hair, quickly saturate and matt to his forehead. Trickles of rain trailed down his face, dripping off his chin. She pushed his hair out of his eyes, smoothing it back. He grinned widely at her and yelling over the rain and wind, "WELL.......THIS IS DIFFERENT........."

She laughed out loud. Yes, it was indeed different. And kind of freeing.

Being in the middle of a major thunderstorm, watching the ocean churn from a front row view. Naked and alone together. Yeah....not an everyday occurrence.

"SHALL WE?!" Nick yelled, pointing to the pool. Without waiting for a reply, he guided her by the elbow down the steps into the heated pool. Nick sat down on the second lowest step, submerging himself to his chest. Angel eased herself down in between his legs and sat on the one below him. Resting her elbows on his knees, she leaned into his warm chest.

"Much better." Nick replied. "WHAT?!!!!!"

Wind whipped past their faces, the hard rain stinging their cheeks.

"I SAID THIS IS MUCH BETTER!!!!!" He yelled over the wind. Angel nodded in agreement. The warm water cacooned them from the elements and they relaxed to watch the show. Lightening raced through the night sky giving them plenty of light. Thunder rumbled, both feeling it under their feet. Nick stroked her arms slowly under the water, while their eyes took in the beauty of nature at its worst.

Nicks hands found their way around her middle, pulling her tighter to him. His fingers grazed her breast, not entirely by accident.

With just a light touch, Angel already wanted more. Nick had returned to absently massaging her arms but wasn't surprised to feel her hands over his. She directed his hands over each breast and squeezed the tops of his fingers, offering a lead for her desire.

She never ceased to amaze him. Sometimes shy and reserved, and at the right moments, knowing exactly what she wanted and made it very clear to him. He needed no further prodding.

Conversation was apparently not an option over the pounding of rain on the pavement. There was nothing else to say anyway.

Nick lightly brushed her nipples with the tips of his fingers. Over and over, his pressure hardening with every stroke. Angel leaned back into him, relaxing her arms over his. The water lapped at her chin, threatening to seep into her mouth. Tilting her head back, she rested against his strong shoulder, giving Nick a bird's eye view of his actions. She caught his eyes, and they both grinned at each other briefly, before Nick had to turn and spit out some rain. Angel closed her eyes against the stinging raindrops and breathed deeply, inhaling the clean, sea air only a storm can bring. She massaged Nick's knees with her fingers, showing her approval with his movements.

With his view, and the gently sway of the current against his most sensitive spots, he felt the stirrings below. It wasn't long after, Angel felt him prodding into her back.

Taking hold of each of his hands once again, she removed them from her breasts and deftly swished her body around in the water. Straddling his legs, she made herself comfortable on his lap. Light as a feather underneath the water, she wrapped her legs around his waist for support and tucked her hands around his neck.

Nick slid his ass closer to the edge of the step to give her more room. He winced in rough pain as the gravel~like feel of the step scraped the tender skin of his behind. She kissed his nose and forehead lightly, knowing that must of hurt.

"THAT'S GONNA LEAVE A MARK......." He yelled in her face, looking for sympathy.

"I'LL KISS YOUR ASS LATER......" She yelled back.

His eyes twinkled in amusement. Licking his lips, he pulled her head down for a deep kiss. Rain trailed down their faces in a rapid rate, making them blind half the time. They both clamped them shut, avoiding the lightening, ignoring the downpour. His underwater erection was begging for attention. As Angel tightened her grip around his neck, with his free hands, he easily lifted her off his legs and grabbed hold of his hardening self. Angel positioned herself on him, til just the tip of his head was trying to pry it's way in. He pulled her hips down hard, impaling her upon him. Neither heard the other grunt in satisfaction. Nick raised her off him, guided her into a desired pace. She straddled his legs, knees now forced onto the step for control. Now she knew how his ass must feel. Ignoring the stinging scrape, she pushed herself down on him again and again. He filled her, making her whole.

He eyed her breasts, which were conveniently close to his lips. Taking a nipple in his warm mouth, he rolled his tongue over and over, making her weak in his arms. Unbeknownst to her, with every thrust onto his cock, Angel had pushed his upper body closer and closer into a laying down position. His head was just above water, resting on an upper step. Although her body acted like an umbrella to him, he was still blinded by the driving rain. Angel, eyes closed to the elements, rode him like a prized stallion. The water wouldn't allow for fast, quick movements, and she was very much enjoying her forced thrusts. Resting her hands on his chest, she used him for leverage as she eased him into her over and over.

Nick, however, was just trying to keep his head above water. He spit rain outta his mouth every few moments, praying not to drown. Horizontal against a downpour was not an easy task. He tried to watch her move about him, and quickly found that was not an option either. He tried to sit up. but she wouldn't have it. Lost in her own world he figured. 'Bet she wouldn't even notice if I drown', He thought to himself, bemused.

After a few more mouthfuls of rain water, he couldn't even concentrate on anything else, Nick had had enough. He roughly grabbed her wrists, prying them off his chest, and sat himself up. Angel opened her eyes just as Nick spewed out another mouthful.... Right in her face. Busting out in what looked like laughter, "I'M SORRY!!!!!!!!" He yelled to her.

Angel slowed herself on him to a full stop, Nick tightly imbedded inside her. She wiped her face with her palm, shooting him a mock dirty look. He took her face in his hands and kissed her lips. Tearing himself away, "CAN WE MOVE THIS SOMEPLACE ELSE?!" He shouted, squinting through the driving rain.

"NO WAY! YOU WANTED TO BE OUT HERE, WE'RE STAYING!!" By this time, Angel's insides were on fire and she no longer minded the pounding of the cool rain on her body. But seeing the look on his face, melted her more than any fire.

"ALRIGHT........I'LL COMPROMISE."

She released him from her grip and stood, offering a hand. They crossed the poolside and found some shelter underneath the house's overhang. Angel left his side and yanked the raft out of the corner and threw it on the ground. Taking her lead, Nick held down the terry~cloth covered raft from the wind and followed Angel down. He spread her legs apart, noticing her very red and scraped knees. His cock quickly found it's own shelter, as he stuffed himself back inside her.

Yeah, this was much better. He liked being in control, not to mention he was less likely to drown this way. The cool rain pounded down on his back, giving him a weird massage. He held himself up on his elbows and planted long kisses along her collarbone, sucking hard. Angel held onto his arms, legs splayed out along the sides of the raft. The rain hurt her face to the point that she was forced to turn her head into his shoulder for relief. Nick continued his pounding, but she was preoccupied with her other discomforts.

"ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT!!!! WE'RE DONE OUT HERE!" She hollered, finally giving in.

Nick grinned widely, his wet hair hanging in his eyes. He pulled out if her with a grunt, and offered her a hand once again. They quickly re~entered the patio door, Nick slamming it closed and shutting out mother nature for the night.

Angel handed him a large towel and dragged him by the hand to the edge of the fireplace. Without even drying off, they fell to the floor, amidst the towels and Nick's fleecy blanket. She pulled him back down on top of her, offering a re~try. He licked his lips and lifted her leg by the back of the knee, pinning it against the floor. Cold water dripped from his body onto hers, his hair dripping on her face and neck. He licked up the droplets and sucked on her tender skin as he entered her once again. "This is MUCH better...." She whispered close to his ear, before kissing along the rim.

"I'll say.......just smack me if I ever insist on some lame idea, ok?" Nick replied, thrusting into her slowly.

The blazing fire beside them quickly warmed and dried their bodies, rain water replaced by a sheen of sweat. Nick raised himself to his knees, still buried in her, and continued his hard thrusting. He held her hips high off the floor, resting on the tops of his thighs. His fingers gripped tighter and tighter as his climax built. Closing his eyes, Angel watched his face closely as his head tilted back, his mouth slightly parted, gasps of breath mixed with grunts and groans.

Angel's insides matched the burning of the fire. With every move he made inside her, sensations flooded her body, from the center out. Keeping her eyes open and on him, she watched his heaving chest, the firelight bronzing him and leaving him bathed in a warm glow. Perspiration left a film on his face and neck, the muscles in his arm straining on her hips with every deepened thrust. His groans of pleasure heightened along with hers, her mind reeling from the intense heat between them. Dizzying and frenzied, Nick slammed into her with such force, she had to hold the table leg and a handful of thick rug for restraint. Her body started responding to his, her eyes clamping shut as the incredible feelings he gave her, took over. With a final intake of breath, she rode out the waves of intense pleasure. Starting out slowly and riding high for a few sweet moments. As she came slowly back down, little earthquakes still erupting within, Nick, lost in his own world of feeling, held her tighter in his grip and grunted loudly, his fluid filling her in a few last thrusts.

Exhausted, he pulled out quickly, and collapsed beside her, breathing hard near her ear. He slung an arm over her waist, pulling her closer. Turning on their sides, Angel's back fitting snugly into his chest. Nick wrapped a leg around hers, and yanked his fleecy blanket from underneath his ass, lightly covering them with it.

They lay there, both awake for some time. Staring into the crackling fire, neither speaking, but each thinking the same.

Nick tightened his hold around her, burying his face in the crook of her neck. He sighed loudly, preparing for sleep to overtake him. The rise and fall of her own breaths lulled him into a peaceful sleep. Outside, the storm raged on. But inside, only warm, toasty, comfortable feelings surrounded them. Some call that love.

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Sometime in the night, Angel stirred in Nick's arms. She breathed deeply, the scent of burning wood infiltrating her sleepy senses. Nick's breath was warm and sweet on her face, he was sleeping soundly, his face still tucked in the crook of her neck. As much as she wanted to let him be, her back was at an odd angle and the more she thought of their soft, cushy bed, the easier it was to wake him.

"Nick......Nick........?" She whispered, gently nudging his body with her own.

"Hhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmm......." He mumbled, annoyed at her prodding.

"Come on, lets get off the floor. I wanna go to bed....."

Nick inhaled sharply and raised his head, looking about. "What time is it?" He asked, gruffly. "I dunno....'round 3, I think..........Come on.....Let's go..."

Still quite incoherent, Nick misunderstood her.

"Didn't we already go 4 rounds?! ......Gimme a minute to wake up!! Damn you're awful needy tonight!" He exclaimed quietly.

Angel smiled at his drowsy stupidity and his utter cuteness.

'Not a bad idea.' She thought, mulling over the new addition to her options. Pushing him away, she stood and took his blanket, forcing him to wake up. He grabbed a tossed away towel beside him, and angrily threw it over his body, closing his eyes again. "Nick!!!!???!..........." "I'M COMING!!!!!!" He hollered, turning over roughly and burying his head under his arms. A little bit angered, but mostly dashed with hurt, Angel left him on the floor and headed for the steps. She noticed when passing the patio window, that the storm had subsided some. Still raining hard, but no more theatrics of lightning and thunder.

Grabbing a few candles to light her way, she found her way to their bedroom. Her bed looked so inviting, but she herself felt slimy and clammy from the rain and workout she had received earlier.

Tossing Nick's blanket on the floor, she grabbed her towel and candle and felt her way to the bathroom. Lighting another in the bathroom, she set it down and turned the water on hot. Stepping in, she breathed deeply, savoring the warm mist. Washing her hair of sea and pool water, she already felt better. Pouring some body wash onto her sponge, she rolled it between her fingers, sudsing it up.

"Allow me?" Startled, Angel jumped slightly and turned to find Nick behind her. She gingerly handed him the sponge, still a little miffed at his brief crabbiness from before. Without a word, she turned her back and let him wash her. He dragged the soft sponge down her body slowly, taking his time, studying his every move on her body.

Angel could feel her anger and annoyance going right down the drain with the water. Nick reached to his side and turned on the side jets. They sputtered out hot water on them, relaxing their muscles. The overheads rained down on them, both having flashbacks of their outside fiasco.

Finished with his task, Nick dropped the sponge and ran both his hands up her soap covered body. Angel turned to face him. Shadows covered his face in the low light of the candles. If she were able to look into his eyes, she would have seen the wanton look of lust passing through them. As it was, she encircled his waist with her arms and held him tightly, feeling his heart beat just under her ear. He stroked her back lightly, massaging the back of her neck. She raised her face to him to say something, instead, Nick caught her lips in a passionate lock. Caught off guard and leaving her breathless, Angel broke their kiss. Nick came back down for more, but was pushed away by a shove to his chest. Angel backed him up to the ledge til his ass was half leaning, half sitting on it. She found her sponge by her feet and added some more wash to it, soaping it up again. Nick sat passively, and watched her.

She massaged the sponge into the tight skin of his chest, running it slowly over his nipples, down his ribs, around his tummy and back up again. Avoiding his manhood, she washed him clean, teasing him with her closeness. Away went the slimy, clammy feeling, replaced with clean, refreshed, and ready to go.

Angel dropped to her knees before him, sponge still in hand. Nick rested his hands behind him on the ledge, leaning heavily backward. He closed his eyes, knowing and anticipating. Angel lightly ran the soft sponge down his lower stomach and around his area. With her other hand, she took hold of his length, gently stroking it. She dragged the soapy sponge between his inner thighs, tickling him and teasing. Her fingers grazed his sac as she washed his underneath. Nick sighed in contentment. Angel got in every crevice, every wrinkle, every fold, touching him with her hand, her sponge. She reached for the removable shower jet, and gently sprayed him of all remaining suds, leaving him squeaky clean. With her left hand, she lifted his shaft high and positioned the water jet, spraying his nuts with a pulsating rush. Leaning in, she kissed the tip of his hardening cock, teasing him. Nick's groans, echoed in the shower stall. She lifted him again and roughly ran the length of her tongue along the underside of his balls. Taking in as much of them as she could, she rolled them in her mouth, sucking and licking. Nick's toes curled in pleasure. Angel could feel his sac tightening, as she gently gave him a tongue bath.

Leaning on one hand, Nick took it upon himself to stroke his own cock while Angel greedily sucked on his bullish glands. Swatting his hand away, she took his cock in her mouth, as much as she could. Fingers replaced her mouth on his nuts, rolling and stroking them between. She rested her other hand on his upper thigh, feeling his muscles tightening and releasing with every swirl of her tongue. Nick moaned loudly again and again, his eyes clamped shut, head hanging back. Hot water trailed down the middle of his chest, reaching his cock and splaying in every which way, Angel swallowing yet, another round of water this evening. She quickened her pace on him, sucking his cock tightly. His fingers held a grip on the corner of the ledge, every feeling in his body directed to his groin. His cries became louder and higher as he neared a release. Angel, realizing, concentrated on the head of his throbbing cock, sucking him hard. Nick let out a wail, the sound reverberating off the shower walls. He bucked his hips over and over with every wave, shooting his cum out in long spurts. His face scrunched up, his lips curled in pleasure and pain, his knees weakening with every thrust. Angel held onto his thighs, trying to steady his hips. Weakened, Nick let go of the ledge and slid his body down to Angel's level on the floor of the stall. He leaned his head back, breathing hard, arms limp and laying on the warm marble. Angel sat down beside him, relishing the hot water sprinkling them lightly from way above. Waiting for Nick to regain himself, she rubbed his chest and neck, kissing his face softly, and pushing his matted hair off his forehead. He turned his face to her, and she could just make out his little side grin. "NOW can we go to bed?" He asked, acting like it was him all along that wanted to come upstairs. Angel poked his ribs affectionately and stood. "YES.......take me to bed Nick........" She replied, somewhat seriously. His smile fell away, hint sinking in. Smile replaced with a task at hand to handle, yet again. He stood too, quickly rinsing his lower half of any of his remaining fluid. Angel shut the water off and stepped out, grabbing her towel, Nick right behind her. They dried themselves off and found their way to the bedroom. Angel turned down the blankets on the bed while Nick lit a few candles in the room. He went to the french doors and peered out, crossing his arms over his chest. Rain trickled down the thick glass before him, a few rumbles of thunder sounding off in the distance. Nick turned and took a step away only to come back and clicked the door open a few inches. The sound of rain was always something he enjoyed. Definitely not interrupting his day, but at night, he loved the tranquility of hearing the sea churn and the rain hitting the roof and patio.

He padded over to the bed, where Angel was waiting. She lifted the blankets for him, wanting to feel his arms around her as soon as possible. Soft and dry, his skin warm against hers, they pulled the blankets up over their shoulders and snuggled into oneanother. Nick kissed her lips softly and easily. His hands roaming her back and tangling in her damp hair. She let her fingers massage his hip, lower back, his skin so warm and soft. He moaned softly into her lips, pulling her closer. Her fingers teased the beginning crack of his ass, massaging and rubbing. His lips left her, only to trail down to a soft spot on her neck. Large hands slowly caressed her in long, light strokes, from the side of her breast to the back of her bent knee. Angel closed her eyes, enjoying the relaxed, slow feelings between them. Like they had all the time in the world, and all night to get to where they eventually want to go. Her fingers played with his messy, wet hair, scrunching it when he hit a "good spot". She moaned her approval and smiled against his skin. Nick wiggled his body slowly down the bed til he was below her head. He left quick, wet kisses along the hollow of her neck, bending when he got to her breast. He nipped at her a few times before enveloping her between his soft lips. She sighed at his gentleness, and closed her eyes for a moment. She felt his fingers come very close to her being, raising her hip slightly, trying to meet him halfway. He pushed her gently back down and held her body in his arms, laying her more on her back. Leaving her breast, he raised his eyes to meet hers. With the most loving exchange of expressions, Nick smiled slightly before brushing his fingers over her lips. He kissed her gently, his tongue exploring in a more heated style. Coming up for air, they quickly returned, their kisses intensifying more and more. Nick's hand roamed her body, massaging her breast, stroking her thigh, and finally finding the warmth of her slit. Angel inhaled in the middle of his kiss. She ripped her mouth from his to let out a little cry. His fingers moved slowly in her velvety softness, her clit swelling at his every touch. She turned her face towards his own again, and licked his lips lightly, getting his attention. "Please Nick......just love me now........" She whispered, needing him with her right then. He gazed down at her for a moment, and slowly nodded seriously.

Nick once again wrapped his strong arms around her, enveloping her into his circle of warmth and comfort. His knee slid easily between her parted thighs, as her situated himself closer to her. Angel stroked his back lightly, running her fingers over his shoulder blades, keeping her gaze on his beautiful face. His bright blue eyes sparkled in the candlelight, never wavering from hers. She felt his member at her opening and widened his access. He eased himself into her waiting walls, slowly, an inch at a time. They both sighed in mutual agreement. Moving his hips, Nick worked her painfully slow. Angel lightly stroked the side of his face with the back of her hand, urging him to meet her lips halfway. Thrusting his hips into hers, Nick kissed her with such passion, she felt tears brimming in her eyes. He nibbled down her neck, his fingers finding a nipple, gently tugging and rolling. Angel closed her eyes and wrapped her legs tighter around the girth of his waist, forcing him closer inside her. Nick picked and found a faster rhythm, pumping into her at an easy pace. His cock throbbed in his frictional pleasuring, Nick shutting his eyes and grasping the blanket around them. Angel wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers playing with the short hairs in the back. She brought his face closer to hers, burying him in her neck and feeling his warm breath hard on her skin. She held onto him tightly, thoughoughly enjoying his sweet, slow lovemaking. Nick and Angel stayed joined off and on through the rest of the night. Napping in between or just being held tightly by the other, they kept their bodies close, their hearts both filled with love and comfort.

Sometime during the night, the rain had subsided. At the six o' clock hour, they snuggled together facing the open french doors. As the first few rays of morning light found their way inside, Nick's arm around her waist pulled her even closer to him. Angel closed her eyes and slept, safe and content in his arms.