It's About Damn Time

**DISCLAIMER**
I do not own Lost or any of these characters. They belong to the brilliant minds that created them and whoever else does legally. I respectfully pay homage to them. I make no profit or monetary gain from this story in any way.

Annie and Ben burst through the door of the bungalow, full of laughter, their heads a little too cloudy from the wine they'd drank at the dock. Annie tottered a little before Ben caught her and brought her face to his for a passionate kiss. He kicked the door closed behind him.
“We have to be careful,” Annie managed to slur, swaying a little in his arms. He rolled his eyes before guiding her to his bedroom.
“And quiet,” he reminded her softly as they arrived at his door. He tilted his head in the direction of Alex's room and for a fleeting moment, Annie nodded in serious agreement.
He lit a couple candles around the room after closing the door while she sat on the bed and kicked off her sandals. Then she stood and began to undress. He just watched her, mesmerized by her. She slid the straps of her white sun-dress off her ivory shoulders, pushing the dress over her full breasts, down her slender waist and over her hips, finally stepping out of it. She was left only wearing her underwear. He felt a tug in the front of his pants as he looked her over, slowly, deliberately.
“My god,” he was all he could breathe as she climbed onto the bed and laid back against the pillows, her auburn hair tumbling over them. She looked at him intently, silently inviting him to the bed with her eyes. One of her hands absently stroked over one of her breasts, down to her stomach. With shaking hands he took off his button-down shirt and got out of his socks and shoes and pants. His arousal was apparent through his white boxer briefs. She smiled at him seductively as he joined her on the bed.
“I have waited so long for this,” she whispered as he moved close to her, his legs nudging hers open before entwining with hers. He ran his fingers through her hair and over her face before he kissed her fiercely, passionately. She gave a muffled moan of pleasure, her body writhing slightly under his. She already wanted him. She was already wet. Their lips broke away and he instantly went to her neck. His hands moved to her hips where they began taking off her underwear. Her hands went to his erection, before she helped him out of his boxers. Finally they were both naked. Annie was pleasantly surprised by his size. He wasn't very tall; just a few inches taller than her, but his cock was a nice length and width. She stroked it for a moment, watching as his face contorted with pleasure. He gave a sort of grunt before his fingers began to explore her soft nether lips. She gave a soft moan and moved her hips closer to him, yearning for more.
“Fuck me,” she panted almost desperately in his ear.
“Patience, my love,” he whispered against her neck before giving it a little nip. He moved so that he was on top of her and so that she was spread eagle underneath. His kisses became savage on her mouth, on her neck, her shoulders, then down to her gorgeous breasts. Her breath was coming out in short gasps as she tried not to cry out in ecstasy. Her hands gripped the brocade bedspread beneath her. He was torturing her. He sucked at her nipples deliberately. Her back arched and she gave a cry and squeezed her eyes shut. One of his hands went to the other breast that wasn't being serviced by his mouth and toyed with her nipple, drawing another loud moan from her mouth. His other hand went between her legs where it felt her dampness. He pulled his mouth away and looked at her, his eyes darkened with lust.
“Eager, are we?” he asked with an almost cruel smile as his finger parted her nether lips and pushed a finger inside her tight wet warmth. She couldn't even answer, she was gasping for air. “I should make you suck my cock before I do anything for you,” he said in a dark voice with a smirk. Then a better plan came to him. He took his fingers from her, which earned him a frustrated growl. Annie watched with fuzzy curiosity as he moved so that he was in a position on his side that would allow him to lick her senseless while she sucked his cock. She felt her stomach tighten with excitement. He forced open her legs and began tonguing her softly, paying careful attention to build up to where he knew she would get the most pleasure. She nearly fell back on the bed.
“Oh, Ben...oh, god...” she whispered. Her fingers gripped his dark hair. It took her a moment before she was able to focus on returning the favor to him. She explored his sensitive flesh with her tongue, finally eliciting a moan from him. It was his turn now to be momentarily distracted as she lapped at his other parts, then at his shaft before taking it all into her mouth. He nearly came undone then.
“Wait,” he whispered almost frantically, pushing her head away. “Wait,” he repeated weakly.
“Are you all right?”
“Yes...it just...it just feels too damn good,” he said with a slight laugh of embarrassment. She hid a smug smile from him as she gently pushed his hand aside and brought her mouth to his cock once more. It was another moment or two before she felt his tongue back on her womanhood, but this time, he was now concentrating on her clit. She felt a steady heaviness building in her stomach. She knew that she was fairly close. Her flesh seemed hypersensitive. He nearly pushed her over the edge when he slid one of his fingers into her and it hit just the right spot. This time she was the one to stop pleasuring him.
“Ben,” she panted. He didn't look up or answer. He knew she was close. His tongue flicked at her clit faster than before. Her hands gripped his head. He gave a slight moan, knowing how close she was. He wanted to come with her. He quickly moved so that he was on top of her once more, this cock brushing the outside of her womanhood.
“Do you want me to fuck you?” he asked, trying to control his shaking voice.
“Yes,” she answered breathlessly, impatiently.
It was all he needed to hear. He guided his manhood into her, feeling her stretch to accommodate him. She gave a small cry of pain. They'd never made love before and she wasn't used to his size. Richard had been quite a different dynamic.
“Am I hurting you? Are you okay?” he asked huskily.
“I'm fine...keep going,” she told him. He pushed his hips forward steadily until he was all the way inside her. His head dropped to her shoulders and he took a deep breath, trying to stave off his own impending orgasm. They were both so desperately close. If he went too fast, it would be all over too soon. Slowly, he moved his hips, bringing his length out of her, then back in until their bodies fell in a natural rhythm. Her legs wrapped around his waist, her arms wrapped around him and she clung to him, pressing kisses along his neck.
“Faster, harder,” she coaxed him. He was all too eager to obey. The headboard of the bed was banging against the wall and their moans grew louder and more frequent until...
It was as if the stars overhead exploded. Annie could almost see a dazzling light as she found her release first. She gave a loud, ragged cry, unable to hold it back as she came all around him. It was enough to encourage his climax. His moans were just as loud as he came deep inside her – caution and protection be damned. After a few hard thrusts, it was over and they collapsed on the bed, breathing heavily, their bodies full and satisfied.
“Oh, Annie,” Ben said, nuzzling his face against her cheek. “Amazing...” She gave a laugh and kissed his temple. She felt like she could just burst from all that surged within her – love, relief, satisfaction, the unshakable realization that she could never live her life without him. But she said nothing as she held him against her. When he'd caught his breath, he moved off her and pushed down the covers before they crawled under the crisp, cool sheets. She laid on his chest and gave a content sigh before they both fell fast asleep.