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stranded	By : litlbit Category: Individual Celebrities > Christian Bale Views: 4993 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 9 A few more months went by, Thanksgiving came and it was already Christmas. Our first Christmas on the island. All we did was exchange gifts we made each other. Christian made me a necklace with small peacock feathers and shells. I made Christian a necklace of shells and coral. "It's beautiful Christian." I slip it around my neck and smile. I pull out his present. "I hope you like it, next time I'll have to add feathers to it." I hold out my hand and he takes the necklace. "It's beautiful, thank you." Christian slips his necklace on. "Merry Christmas Christian." "Merry Christmas Morgan." Christian smiles. I take his hand and pull him to a spot I had done up with flowers and other things I had found. "Since it's Christmas I hope you don't mind me decorating the house." I smile. "No, it's really beautiful." Christian looks around the room and smiles. I had found a couple of different kinds of flowers since being on the island. Very colorful ones. I never saw such beautiful flowers before.
In celebration of Christmas Christian had hunted and killed another peacock, he also pulled out the bottle of wine he had been saving. "Christian that's for you and your wife." Christian sighs, "It's ok I want us to drink it with our meal." I try to talk him out of it, but it's no use, he takes out of a box he must of had hidden two wine glasses and pops open the bottle. I watch Christian as he pours the wine into the glasses. He raises his glass and I raise mine. "To being alive and surviving." We both drink from our glass. We eat and drink the wine with our meal. I shouldn't have had so many glasses, because I start to feel the effects of the wine, I'm not sure if I'm just drunk or woozy. "So Christian tell me how did you ever agree to the contest?" I ask Christian as I finish my last piece of fruit. Christian smiles,"Why not, it is for a good cause."
I smile and then get up and go sit on our bed. Christian comes over and sits on the bed next to me. "What if the winner was really ugly, would you still go through with it?" Christian smiles,"Looks aren't everything, I mean it's what's inside here that counts." Christian touches me pointing to where my heart is. I giggle from the effects of the wine. "Yeah right." I lay on my back and stare at the ceiling. I close my eyes and lay there still. I open my eyes to see Christian looking down at me, "Are you ok?" He asks me in a whisper. "Yeah, it's just that I think I shouldn't have drank so much wine." Christian chuckles, "You mean you've never been drunk before?" Christian let's his face get only inches from mine. "No, is this what it feels like?" I ask as I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him to a kiss. Christian breaks the kiss to move his mouth to my neck and I close my eyes as I feel his hands as they take off my clothing piece by piece, his lips brushing against my skin. I moan. My sensitive skin getting the attention from Christian's mouth as it tenderly moves over my body.
I lay there and feel the pleasure and moan again. I open my eyes when it stops and look up to Christian on top of me, then he grabs me and turns me around so I'm on my stomach and he proceeds to spread my legs, he then slides into me from behind all the way to the hilt and I moan. Christian starts to thrust into me, as I just lay on my stomach. I grip the blanket and push backwards to meet his forward thrusts, he must of shifted his body, because I moan even louder when the tip of his cock hits my spot over and over. I close my eyes and let go and moan louder. It doesn't take me long before I scream out his name and come. My whole body shakes and I have an orgasm as I'm taken over the edge. I hear Christian as he calls out my name and then he thrusts in me one more time and it feels like he has exploded in me. It must have been the wine or something, because I'm trying to breathe. "Oh god." I whisper. Christian presses his lips against my neck I open my eyes as the room starts to spin and then darkness. I thought I heard Christian, but I wasn't sure. I feel like I'm sinking and then blackness comes.
(Sorry this chapter was short.)
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