#pero clearly they're going in a diff direction

[overnightheartbeats]

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It wasn't the alcohol, Ivette meant every single word that slipped by her. Though, she'd never tell. They were not in a right state of mind for anything to be taken seriously. She figured that whatever she said tonight would just be taken by the tropical breeze.

His touch was so gentle, but so consuming. Unbeknownst to Nate, he was claiming every single part of her that he touched. If he cared or not, it wouldn't matter. She was his already. It was a truth she wasn't ready to confront, but she could feel it. She could feel the way her body molded with his, the sheer excitement building over his lips brushing against her, the warm, whiskey breath easily breathing life back into her. It had been so long, and it was something Ivette didn't think would ever happen again. How easily she surrendered to his touch and how he still knew her. Had he not forgotten her?

Ivette felt his hand caress her eyelids, and she was quick to oblige, tilting her head back down to meet his eyes. Her face burned with warmth, and she couldn't distinguish if that was the weather's doing or just his intense gaze piercing right through her. Maybe a bit of both. She maintained the rhythm, feeling herself get close, but wanted to ensure he was also taken care of. This was just physical, and it was the first and last night together, it should be worth it for both. Slowing down her pace, she rested her palm on his chest, coaxing him to let go. It's what she really wanted, to truly feel him, to know he came undone in her. For her. Watching him close his eyes was so satisfying, She'd happily hear his breathy moans in a loop. Words could not encompass what she had experienced, instead eagerly leaning into his embrace. The sweat covered them both, and their breathlessness would suggest they were out of shape, but it was just the exhilarating feeling of being with him after so many years.

Her lips were against his shoulder, leaving a soft, lazy kiss when she heard it. I love you. Or did she hear it? Had she dozed off already and was having some vivid dream? Ivette couldn't form words, instead moving away slightly, to meet him with a kiss instead. If she waited for the right words to come along, they'd be like this all night. She wasn't sure what she sought in his lips, perhaps confirmation of the drunken words he had just spilled. Or, confirmation that they were not meant for her ears. As her lips looked for any rhyme or reason, her eyes closed and a tear, involuntarily, slid down her cheek. Emotion and the mojitos from earlier had gotten the best of her. Thank god for this weather, and the sweat beads on their features, knowing (at least) the tear would blend in nicely. She really should go, and she would. After this kiss. Pulling away to catch her breath, "it's getting late," the music from the party was still ongoing. That was never an indicator of the time, parties here could last days. But, it was already fairly late when they snuck off.

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Nothing could have prepared him to hear she had missed his touch. It was a lot better than what he had imagined she'd ever say. If only for night still ran through his mind as he tried to bring her pleasure.

He stroked her softly through it and just watched. How her body reacted to him, his fingers, sight so perfect he thought he couldn't find a better view. Even more so when it was by his doing. It had been a long time since he'd last was with her like this and this was him making up for all the orgasms that he owed her. He really had missed watching her give him control and he loved how she unraveled with him.

A part of him moved his free hand over her eyes expecting her to open them. Just so he could stare at them as she came down from the high. Her face made his heart swell with something he knew as love. This woman still held the prime spot in his heart and if he could admit it to her right now then maybe they could get through their past. But, instead he just stared at her, breathing still erratic at their shared kiss. He held her stare as he pulled his fingers from inside of her and made a slow show of it as to not hurt her. He closed his eyes to revel in the feeling of her still inside of him and let out a breathy moan. He brought her closer and enveloped her in his arms. Giving her an encompassing sweaty and panting hug. "I love you," he said it into her hair.