Personal Moments

Elizabeth pulled the storage cupboard door open and stepped inside, she was search the shelves as the door closed behind her and she was plunged into darkness, she hadn’t planned on being in there that long so she had left the door ajar on purpose.

She reached up to grab the flashlight from the upper shelves but another hand stopped her.

‘Shhh.’ He whispered in her ear before running his fingers down the length of her outstretched arm.

‘John.’ Elizabeth breathed her body tingling for the thought of what they could get up to in this cupboard. ‘We can’t. Not in here!’ John lowered her arm to her side and wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her back against him.

‘I don’t see why not!’

Elizabeth could almost feel his grin on her neck as he pushed his hands against her stomach and moved the slowly upwards towards her breast. Her breathing quickened at the though of where his fingers would go, what they could do, what he would do.

‘Does anyone know you’re here?’ he questioned leaving little kisses on her neck and feeling her body tense with each one and the slow movement of his hands as they gradually reached their goal. Elizabeth took a deep breath attempting to steady her breathing and answer his question, but her control was wavering and all she managed to do was shake her head. ‘No one knows I’m here either. So no one to look for us.’

‘They might want something.’ She managed the words as her breath released right at the moment when john’s hands had reached her chest and squeezed hard at one of her erect nipples.

‘Then they’ll get more than they expected.’ John joked moving his left hand up to her jacket zipper and pulled it quickly down the length of her body before pulling her top up so he could access the skin of her breasts. She arched into his touch as he dipped his hands under her bra and caught her nipples between two fingers.

He paused. There were voices outside the room, they had stopped for some reason by the door and John froze thinking that any minute now someone would open the door and catch them. The voices faded. Thinking quickly John moved one hand from her breast and glided it down her stomach to the waistband of her trousers. He had to move fast, any minute now she would put a stop to this, one near miss was more than enough.

Massaging her left breast John navigated her trousers down over her hips just enough that he could reach between her legs and rub at the sensitive skin through her knickers.

He felt her body move in his assault, she was sensitive, very sensitive and he knew there would be one spot he could touch that would end it all, or at the very least put her in a mood that should couldn’t fight.

Elizabeth moaned as he pushed her underwear to the side and plunged a talented finger between her lips. She could have crumbled to the floor but managed to grab the shelves ahead for support. He had found her spots, one place to kiss, one place to rub and she would melt into his arms, or in this case to the floor. Her legs gave way and he eased her down to the ground.

Hurriedly John undid his trousers and pulled his manhood from its confines, he needed her now, he had needed her since that mornings meeting where she sat in control of the room listening intently to whom ever spoke up. He had watched her leave the room after, the shape of her hips, how she walked and how she smiled at the people she passed, the glow of her face as she had laughed with Teyla at something said on the threshold of the door. He had needed her then.

He shifted her hips just enough to slide himself under her before allowing her to take control, he leaned back as she guided herself down onto him letting out a low rumble in the pit of her throat as she took the whole of his dick into her before relaxing on him and allowing him to shift in just that bit more.

She arched forward and grabbed the metal shelves for support and John moved with her positioning his body over hers and sliding up and down over her letting himself come almost all the way from her heated tunnels before diving back in and picking up the pace.

John grabbed her face and turned her too him kissing her as he ran the other down her flat stomach and found the sensitive bud at the base of her curls. He pushed at it without moving and felt the moan against his lips. He couldn’t hold out anymore, she was pulsing around him and it was too much. He dove into her a few more times before moving his finger from her clit to that wonderful spot just below it that he had found earlier and rubbed furiously at it.

Elizabeth came instantly her body shuddering over him, her hips twitching and the extreme pleasure flowing through her body like lava filling out even nook and cranny in her existence. Her hips gave a final twitch and John let go, coming deep inside her, his breath on her neck and he leaned against her for support.

They relaxed for a moment then moved to straighten themselves out, John helped her to her feet again and reached up for the small box that Elizabeth had originally entered the cupboard for and handed it to her.

‘I should come in here to help you more often.’ He smirked just before the door opened.

‘Oh, hello, could you pass me the blue box over there.’ Carson said pointing over John’s shoulder.

John reached up and handed the box to Carson and watched him leave.

‘Maybe I’ll help you next time?’ Elizabeth grinned before leaving the room.