Johnny Depp One Shots PART 2

Beach Bodies PT2

Eventually they got back to the beach towel, and he unceremoniously allowed himself to flop down onto it with her on top of him.

For a while they lay together in a tangled heap, breathing heavily. Johnny ran his hand slowly up and down her back, soft and loving, and she was practically purring. It was kind of flattering and mostly just really cute.

Well. Okay, it was pretty hot, too.

He liked to touch her, partly to physically reassure himself she was there and he wasn't just having a particularly delicious dream, but her reacting to his touch with such obvious, feline pleasure was an addition he'd never grumble about. Like a cat, Kate was choosy who she gave affection to, and the way she unreservedly gave it to him was something Johnny treasured and was still getting used to.

When he got his breath back, he decided he was ready to fulfil the promises he'd made in the water with his fingers inside her. Kate didn't seem like she was exactly ready for the next round, but that didn't mean he couldn't look his fill.

He rolled onto his side, then laughed when Kate gracelessly slid off of him onto the towel with no resistance. "Relaxed there, Kate?"

She grinned. "No. Relaxed is way too tense a word for how I feel."

She let him straighten her out, floppy as a rag doll and apparently perfectly happy to be manhandled, at least by him. He untangled her legs and arms and moved her onto her back, then smiled at the result. For a few minutes he just let his eyes wander all over her body, marvelling again that Kate was here, with him, that he had the perfect right to touch her and look at her and love her.

Eventually, she opened one eye to peer up at him. "Whatcha doin'?"

He couldn't help but grin at how lazily satisfied she sounded. "Oh, just admirin' ya."

She smiled ''yeah''!

He ran his hand over her stomach, not quite able to believe how glorious she was, and finding it even more difficult to trust he was actually here, unashamedly drinking in her naked form, that he'd just made her come twice. That she apparently loved him as much as he loved her.

"Beautiful. The things I could do with you, Kate..."

"AS long as you don't expect me to move, you can do whatever you want."

He raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Oh really?"

''Mm-hm. Get inventive. I'm sure I'll enjoy it."

"That's quite an invitation, Kate."

She shrugged. "Voice of experience. You like making me come. I like when you make me come. Win-win." She opened her eyes just far enough to wink at him. "I will be making your brain melt, after." Her voice was slow and warm. "'M gonna suck your cock so good you'll wanna die. Jus' need to chill a bit, first."

He couldn't help but laugh. It was surreal. Kate inviting him to do whatever he wanted with her body while she recovered enough to go down on him? Hot damn. He actually pinched himself, just in case, and didn't wake up. As unbelievable as it seemed, apparently it was real.

He leaned down to kiss her till she was moaning into his mouth. "God, I love doing that." She giggled, and he nipped at the corner of her jaw to remind her to take his seduction seriously. Predictably, she just giggled again and he laughed.

He kissed his way down the side of her neck and along the top of her shoulder, then pulled away to just look at her again for a moment. She did look - well, he could start with stunning and work up till he ran out of words and he still wouldn't have her covered. He didn't have the vocabulary to do her justice. Even the idea she'd invited him to have his wicked way with her however he liked didn't outshine the luxury of simply seeing her like this, naked and beautiful, her skin lit up golden and perfect in the sun, all for him to enjoy.