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Summary: Trini Kwan and Richie Ryan and a chance meeting during a snow storm.

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Television > Power Rangers > Mighty Morphin Power Rangers
Highlander > Non-BtVS/AtS Stories
(Past Donor)ThesalyFR2116,4280135420 Nov 0720 Nov 07Yes

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Disclaimer: Im just a lowly person who owns nothing in this world, not Power Rangers or Highlander; I just use them for fun.

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Snowed In


Trini Kwan was a medical student on the way to meet some friends. This was her birthday present from her parents, but she was a day late. She had rented a car at the airport; of course, her parents gave her a bankcard. They wanted to make sure it was completely their treat. Vermont was a beautiful state, but it was starting to snow very heavily. Why did she take that last shift? If she did not she would have been on time for the flight, she will be there soon, but she did not want to rush, she was not that experienced driving in the snow. Either way, her parents extended her trip for one more day, and they consented to pay for her friends, even though, they said it was alright, and came up with a plan to get it themselves. They were all looking forward to spending a week skiing and just relaxing; they were all in need of some down time. They were former power rangers and they had not seen each other in a very long time, it took them eight years to reunite, they weren't going to miss a day of it. She wasn't going to miss a day of it, although she already feels like she did. She promised herself that she wasn't going to do that again.

She was disliking the storm more and more, but she had already tried a cab, so she needed the car. She was supposed to find a turn about a mile up ahead. Luckily for her, it wasn't snowing that bad, yet. She came up on the turn and saw that a motorcycle was overturned in the snow. She couldn't leave it at that, what if they needed help, she stopped quickly and stepped out of the car.

There was a man a few feet away, "Oh no." She ran to him, she didn't know how bad he was hurt, "Uh, excuse me sir, can you hear me?" Being a nurse, she knew she wasn't supposed to move him, but it was getting colder, and the storm was getting worse. She reached for her phone, and she had no signal, "Come on! Ahh." She noticed that the only tracks in the snow were the motorcycle and her car. She didn't want him to freeze out here, then again, she didn't know how long ago this happened. He was still warm, it couldn't have happened that long ago.

She somehow, to the best of her abilities half carried, half dragged him into the back seat of her car. She was always prepared, she took a blanket and wrapped him up. She didn't know where the nearest hospital was, but she was going to drive until she, at least, found somewhere to stay. She was losing hope after some time of driving, then she came upon a hotel. She didn't have any other choice, she had to see his wounds, and they had to have a working phone.

She pulled up quickly and ran in, "I need some help! I need to use your phone, there was an accident on the road, there's a man unconscious in my car. He needs medical attention!"

The care taker gave her a funny sort of look, "Miss, calm down, the phones are out, they've been out. The best thing you could do is get him into a heated room and see how he's doing. The closest thing to that is the first aid kit back here, there's a hospital thirty miles up the mountain. I am gonna warn you though, the storm's getting worse and the roads aren't so reliable at the moment."

She shook her head, what was she going to do now? "Please, can I get a room, and some help?" She said with her head down. She was so astonished and this was the first time in a long time she wished she had a communicator. She had to make sure he was alright before trying the road by herself. The clerk gave her the key and followed her outside, the room was one of the last ones to the right. She moved the car and with the help of the clerk, they had managed the get the young man inside. She mumbled a thank you and opened the first aid kit. There was nothing in there that could be of use, she throw it on the floor and went for her own. She was a nurse after all, and a certified EMT, she was always prepared.

Trini ran back in and started with his arm, she took his jacket and shirt off. It wasn't too bad, at least the bleeding stopped. She decided to look for a head injury, that would be the first thing she should treat. She saw some congealed blood on his neck, she started cleaning that up, hoping it wasn't as bad as it looks. She slowly and softly turned him on his side, when she finally had it cleaned up, she didn't know what to do next. For all the blood that was there, it had no wound, this had to be a mistake. She finished turning him over and cleaned up the rest of the neck and back of the head, searching desperately for the cut, or something. There was nothing, this man showed no signs of being hurt at all, she didn't understand it.

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Richie didn't know what he was going to do, he kept screwing up and was being pushed away by his friend, mentor, and teacher. He wasn't going to keep cleaning up his messes, then he should've told me all the rules. Then again, Duncan Macleod didn't exactly always follow the rules himself. He was headed north, to Canada maybe, he wasn't really sure, he just knew that he had to get to where he was going, and fast. He had been seen doing something he wasn't supposed to be doing, dying. He was helping some guys out and he was killed in the process. Richie Ryan was an immortal, the only thing that could kill him permanently was beheading. He wasn't going to let that happen any time soon, he liked breathing. He watched as he passed by a sign; 'Now leaving Montgomery, hope you had a nice visit.' The closer he got to Canada the better, then maybe he can get some sleep, he had not gotten the chance in two days. He had to disappear, maybe he could go back to Paris. It was starting to snow, just great, now he was going to freeze to death while traveling too, he started to go faster, he wished he at least had his helmet with him.

He was really starting to freeze when he hit a patch of ice out of no where. The bike went one way and he went the other, he was conscious for a little while then the cold started to take over. As everything started going black, he cursed himself for not taking a plane, or even a car would've been better then this. This was going to hurt when he came back, then silently, shaking and cold, he finally went, he died on the cold soft snow.

Trini did not know what to make of this, then all of a sudden, he groaned. She jumped from the bed and stepped back, she didn't know what she was going to do, but this couldn't be good. He started moving and getting up, "Ohh man, this fuckin bites." Then he remembered what happened and gets up quickly.

Trini was still standing ready, "Who are you? What are you?"

Richie shakes his head and turns to face her, he isn't really surprised at her reaction, "Look, I'll be out of your hair as soon as you throw me my clothes."

"Tell me what you want? What are you doing here?" she didn't let her guard down, and now more then ever wished for her communicator.

"My name is Richie Ryan, and for the looks of it, you were trying to help me," he said pointing out the bloody gauze and the open first aid kit.

She wasn't going to be taken by surprised again, "Just tell me what you want? Why are you here?"

He didn't have time for this, or the patience for that matter, she wasn't going to let up though. He had to think about that for a second, then again, he didn't even know where he was, "You tell me, you brought me here right? You tell me why we're here." He looked around for his shirt, he picked it up and frowned at the blood stains, that was one of his favorite shirts.

"You were hurt, I saw the blood, but there's no cut, you shouldn't even be awake from the blood that I saw," she said a little shakily, she wasn't sure what he was, but he couldn't be human. She wouldn't be able to fight him if she wanted to, he knew that, she was probably thinking that, but she was sure going to try.

"Look, I'm not going to hurt you, just let me know where my bike is and I'm gone, you'll never have to see me again in your life," he said as she was still getting ready to fight. He let out a sigh, this wasn't going to be easy, he wondered what he was going to have to do for her to let him go without a fight, he wasn't going to hurt someone that was trying to help him.

"Your bike is somewhere down the road, I don't think you can walk there and survive," she started to ease up, he sat down on the bed.

If his bike was down the road, so was his sword, or maybe she had sense enough to bring them with her. "Did you bring anything with you, or is my stuff scattered with the remains of my bike?" he got comfortable, he was sure she wasn't going to give him a ride there.

She shook her head, standing at ease, "I was too busy trying to get you to a hospital, or at least some place warm so I can see how bad you were hurt. Its snowing badly out there, you can't make it on foot. I can give you a ride if you want it."

He was shocked, he never knew anyone like this, she must not watch the news much. Or motorcycle racing for that matter, then again, he didn't care, as long as he was on his way. "That sounds like a plan, I'm sorry if I kept you from anything today, it sounds like I did. Let me pay for the room at least, then we can both be on our way," he crossed his arms and looked around, maybe he can stay here and she can continue on her way. She didn't look like the type to be traveling on a night like this, she must be on her way home, then again, she would've taken him there. "Where were you going anyhow? This isn't the best time to be running to the store for something you forgot," she laughed at his question.

She didn't know how much to tell him, but she was sure that her name and destination was pretty safe. She sat down on a chair next to the window, "I was on my way to meet some friends, we haven't seen each other in a long time. I was supposed to be there this morning, but that's another story. My name's Trini, what brings you out here so late? Where were you going in this storm?" She asked as she started playing with her hands, she just noticed he was really cute.

He sighed, he didn't know how to answer that, then thought about it for a minute, daddy's little girl, she wasn't one to watch the news. What was the excuse? "Well, a pleasure Trini, the names Richie, and thanks for tryin to help me, I don't know many people who would do that for a stranger. I was just passing through, when it started snowing, I was looking for a place to spend the night. My bike slid on a patch of ice and I was thrown, I didn't know I hit my head that hard, I actually wish I had my helmet on. I was on my way north, I'm visiting a friend in Canada," he pulled his legs up and held them, a vulnerable pose, more for her comfort then his. He knew from the first time he saw her, she wasn't going to hurt him, he doubted that she could.

Trini wasn't going to let him get away that easily, "Are you going to explain to me what happened to your wounds? For someone that was thrown from their bike without a helmet on, you seem to be doing just fine now. I'm a nurse and a certified EMT, I know that isn't normal."

He was caught off guard, he wasn't ready to explain, he actually thought he was going to get away with it. He got up and took his jacket, "I'll take my chances out in the cold, trust me, the less you know the better."

He was on his way to the door when she stepped in front of it, "You're not going to make it out there, I'm not afraid, but I want to know what the heck is going on. I know thats not normal, its not something that happens everyday to me either. But I'm also not going to let you freeze, I'm not kicking you out, I just want to know the truth."

Richie was angry with himself for not just running her through and leaving, he didn't want to hurt her, but why did she care this much about a stranger? "I wasn't lying to you when I said that it was better for me to just leave, you don't want to know. I'm not going to hurt you, but I don't want to freak you out any more then you already are," he was still trying to get to the door when she pulled him back.

She wasn't afraid, or freaking out, she just wanted to make sure he wasn't evil, and if he wasn't, then he was going to hurt himself just trying to find his bike, let alone, trying to ride it North on a night like this. "I'm not going to freak out, this is the only room they have left, there's a snow storm out there, and you're on a motorcycle. Just stay until morning and then I'll take you to your bike, all I'm asking for is the truth," she said as she locked the door and gently pushed him away from it.

"Ok, its your funeral, I just hope you don't think I'm going to hurt you. First off, you should know that nothing that could happen to me out there is going to really kill me. If that were the case, I would've been dead a long time ago. Another thing, I really do appreciate this, I mean that, I don't know anyone who would stop on a night like this and help out a stranger," he started as he walked back to his spot on the bed.

She laughed, she didn't know where he was from, but she was sure there had to be at least one person. "Then you must be from a very, very bad place, all of the people I've met would've done it for anyone," she smiled and decided to sit down on the bed as well.

He laughed, she must be part of the Brady bunch or something, "Its not so bad, you get used to it after a while. Any way, um, the reason why I'm not lying on this bed dying is because I died on the road when I hit my head. I'm immortal, I can't die unless someone takes off my head." He paused, watching her reaction, she was shocked, but she didn't seem that completely surprised.

She gave him a curious look, she had heard the story about Kat, she fooled everyone into thinking that she was good, but in the end she did help Kim. But she wasn't a ranger anymore, she couldn't be a target, she was just Trini. "How do I know that you're telling me the truth? How do I know that you're not going to hurt me if I let my guard down?" she crossed her arms, she wasn't going to let that go that easily.

Richie felt more tired that he looked, he needed to get some sleep, "I didn't ask you to bring me here, you did that on your own, if I were trying to hurt you, I would have. I've been awake for the past thirty minutes alright, if I weren't so damn tired, I would've tied you up and taken your car, but I haven't." He rolled his eyes, if she wasn't going to let him leave, she should just shut up and let him sleep.

She was taken aback at this response, he was so rude, she couldn't stand that, but she figured, if anything, she could defend herself, he couldn't be any more difficult then a putty. She laughed a little and looked up at him, "Okay, so we're both tired, there's only one bed, how are we going to do this."

He had no problem sleeping on the floor, as long as he was sleeping, "I'll take the floor, just as long as I get some sleep."

The heater was silently turned off during their argument and they took no notice. He sat down on the floor and she tossed him a pillow, "That’s very nice, its getting a little on the cold side, I guess I'll check the heater." He crawled over and it was off, there was no switch, no way to turn it back on, "There's no way they would do this."

She got up and joined him, hoping, praying that he was wrong, "They can't do this, this is illegal."

He knew it wasn't, it was getting cold but it was probably the right temperature for them to survive, they didn't have to keep it on all night. "No its not, they just kicked it up enough so that we can survive the night and they'll wake up early so warm it up again," he got up and started looking for more blankets. There was nothing, he looked out the window and the office was closed, now what? Its not that he minded freezing on the floor, but he was hoping to be able to get a restful sleep.

Trini was already shivering, she was definitely not used to this weather, and he noticed it quickly. "Hey, do you have any blankets in you car?" he asked, in hoping but if they opened the door, they would lose the heat.

She shook her head, "I thought I would've made it to the resort by now, my friends are probably worried about me." She had to get some word out to them.

"I can get you to your resort, but you have to let me drive your car back to my bike to get my stuff." He didn't like not being without his sword, she pointed to her car, he nodded, "Let me get it warm then I'll let honk the horn and you can join me."

She nodded, "Hey, if you leave me here, I'll call the cops."

He laughed, "If I leave you here, the cops are the last ones that I would worry about."

He put his jacket on and ran to the car, it started up fairly quickly, it wasn't too cold. There was a destination on the navigation system, it wasn't too far. He checked the gas gauge, he figured he could get to his bike and back on it.

He's had worse, he honked the horn, she ran out and got in the passenger side. She was still freezing, she turned the heat on, "I don't think that’s a good idea, how many miles is my bike from here?"

She was warm, That was all she cared about, "Its on this turn, its freezing in here, I think we'd both be better off with it on." He looked at the gauge again, "I don't think so, we have to make it to my bike and then to your destination and if we leave the heat on, we're going to run out of gas."

She was shaking, there was no way he could know that, it wasn't that far, she wasn't going to freeze out here, "We'll leave it on low." He shrugged, he could get there pretty fast, he was used to this weather.

They were on their way, no conversation for the first few miles or so. She tried the radio but it was nothing but static, "Oh come on, there has to be something."

He reached over and turned it off, "You're not going to hear anything on a night like this." She shook her head and looked out the window, he sensed there was tension, he didn't like that either. "So where are you from? This magical place that doesn't seem to have a bad person in sight?"

She turned to face him with sad look, "Angel Grove, California, I miss it already. Even though I love the snow, I don't think I'm going to take another winter get away any time soon."

He looked at her, he's never heard of it, he didn't think his companions would have either. "A little town in California, a vacation spot in Vermont seemed like a good idea to you?"

She shook her head, "It was a birthday present from my parents, that and they paid for my friends to meet me up there."

He glanced back at her, she was a spoiled little rich girl. But why did she work? He shrugged, "Sounds like a bang up place, can't wait to find it."

When he answered sarcastically she just sighed and turned away again, "You must be from a big city where no one knows who you are, where you live or even what you're doing?"

Was that sarcasm? That was the first time she had done that all evening, “You forgot one, no one cares whether you live or die unless it’s their job.” He was starting to have a little trouble steering now, but he was not going to tell her that, he had to get his sword. They get to the turn, it should be right there, the snow had already buried the bike, and there was no way he would be able to find his stuff without her help. He got out and left the lights on, he did not remember much, he was almost dead, "Where was I when you found me?"

She put on an extra coat and started looking, "Um, I think I saw your bike over here, so you were over there." She said and started looking for the motorcycle. Richie ran to her and started digging next to her, it was the best thing to do and it made the work easier.

He looked at the pouch, this could not be, it was ripped, the sword was lost somewhere on the road, under all this damn snow. "Fuck me," he whispered, she was not too far from him.

"I'm sure when you get to your friends, they would be able to help you get the money you need to get back," she said as she walked over to him.

He looked up and snapped back, "Yeah right, I'm sure I could get him to borrow me something." He could not believe it, now what was he going to do, he had no protection, and he was going to have to run until he got a hold of Mac. He took a deep breath, "I have no way of getting to my friend in Canada now though, my bike is wrecked."

She smiled, "I'm sure the resort would let you use the phone, they have to have like an ATM or something. Maybe he can even pick you up, its not that far I mean you were on a bike. You can stay at the resort with me. I mean, with us, me and my friends, I can introduce you."

He gave her a half smile, she had to be kidding, "You know, I don't think that’s a good idea, I'll find my way up there, don't worry about it." He stood up and they both got back in the car. "Don't worry though, I'll get you to your friends, then I'll be on my way," he sat back and started driving, fast. The storm was getting bad and he didn't want her involved any more then she already was, besides, her too good to be true ways were going to get him killed if he was caught without a sword.

As they passed the small motel, they were both wondering the same thing. Should they have stayed? Maybe it would have been better if they did, but they both wanted to be on their way.

They had no real conversations up until now, she looked over at him, "So is this a really good friend you're visiting up there? I mean, like a girl friend?"

He glanced back at her, was she seriously asking him that? That did not seem like something she would be concerned with, "It’s a guy friend of mine, and I haven't seen him in years, old classmate." He did not have to really lie to her that much, but he figured it would be safe. She smiled and nodded, he laughed a little, then the engine started stalling, he looked back. Took a deep breath, shaking his head, "You've got to be kidding me, no fuckin way."

She looked over, the gas light was on, they were running on empty, "Oh no, this can't be happening."

She was feeling horrible, she did not know where she was, she was cold, hungry, and tired. She did not want to do this right now; she was supposed to be with her friends in a nice warm room. Once the car completely stopped, he looked around for something to wrap himself up in, that jacket was not going to be enough to walk in the snow.

He was going to freeze by the time he got to the resort, "Hey, the resort isn't that far from here, we can walk and make it if you want."

She shook her head and looked at the miles left, "Its 6 miles away, in the snow, I'm already freezing. I don't think I can walk that far, it’s too cold."

"I don't think we have a choice, if we stay here, you're going to freeze to death on a night like this. I don't think it’s the same distance to the motel; you want to try to get there? I mean, I think you can get to the resort, but the best bet is back to the hotel, then we can call a tow truck in the morning," Richie said as he turned around and started looking through her things.

She noticed what he was doing, "Hey, what are you doing? Please don't look through my things, that’s invading my privacy."

He shook his head and kept going, "If we're going to walk, we need warmer clothes, we wouldn't need to walk if you would've listened to me and left the heater off."

She crossed her arms and faced front, "Fine, tell me what you're looking for and I'll tell you if I have any. Or I can find it for you."

He sat back, he did not know exactly what he was looking for, and he just knew she was not going to make it to the hotel let alone the resort without something warmer to wear. "If we're going to walk, you need to find something a little warmer to wear, or at least get more layers on you," he looked at her face when he said that. She did not want to walk, she wanted to be in a nice warm bed right now, but she knew she did not have a choice. She silently turned around, moved something’s aside and reached her snow jacket.

"So where are we going? The hotel or the resort?" she asked as she put it on.

He thought about it for a minute, "Well, it all depends. I don't know how far you can actually walk in the cold, but from what it sounds like, your best bet is the hotel. At least there, you can wrap yourself up in a sheet and stay warm for the night."

She gave him a reproachful look, "I can walk six miles you know, I'm not out of shape."

He laughed a little, "I'm not saying that you're not, I'm telling you that in this blizzard, you're barely going to make it back to the hotel. Six miles might sound like a walk in the park, but in this weather, it’s going to feel like twenty-six."

She looked outside, shook her head, looked at her feet and nodded. With that, they both stepped out of the car, Richie leading the way, Trini still hesitant. The minute she stepped out, she felt like she was going to freeze, at least she was going to be walking, maybe they could jog, that would keep their temperatures up enough to hopefully make it to the hotel. Richie was waiting for her to catch up, she was so cold already, and hopefully the motel was not that bad.

She started off slowly, "M-m-maybe we should jog down there."

He let out a slight laugh, "If you're up for it, lets do it, but when you get tired, I'm not gonna carry you the rest of the way." S

He huffed a little and shook her head, how can he be so negative? Trini took off at a steady moderately paced speed, Richie laughed and followed. After about a mile in a half she started slowing down, she was not getting enough oxygen, and when she did, it was too cold. She knew that was a bad idea. They were so close, the hotel was right there, they could see it, and she started falling behind. Trini could not handle it any more, she was exhausted and out of breath. She was sweating, instantly the warmth turned to cold, her muscles started aching, her body was done, she let herself cool off too much.

When Richie finally looked beside him Trini was gone, he turned back fast. She stopped, he ran toward her, "No, don't stop, that’s a bad idea, keep running." Too late, she started shivering, she was too cold to move, the sweat on her body turning to ice against her skin. "I told you it was a bad idea, when are you going to listen to what I tell you, I know things from experience," he said as he picked her up, "You're not going to like the way I'm going to do this, but I'm not He-man." He threw her over his shoulder and started walking to their room; it was still unlocked.

When he opened the door, by the time he put her on the bed, Trini was shivering uncontrollably. "Here, let me get the blanket," he wrapped her up in it, as much as possible.

She started to say something, "B-b-b-b-o-o-o-d-d-d-d-y-y-y-y hea-hea-hea-t-t-t-t." Through chattering teeth, she hopes she got the point across.

He looked at her; this was not a good idea. Taking a deep breath, he started taking off everything he had on, with the exception of his boxers, "I have to get to yours too, don't get offended in any way, I'm really trying to save your life." He starts taking everything off her that was soaked in sweat, it was almost everything, and he did not want to take the chance. He turned her to the side putting the blanket on her, laid down next to her, "This isn't something I normally do for medical reasons." Wrapped both him and her in the blanket and waited, hopefully this did not take too long, she might not like the outcome.
After half an hour or so of rubbing her body and making sure she felt everything, she started to warm up. She began to put her arms around him, he laughed and put his arms around her, "At least I know its working, are you warm enough yet?" She looked into his eyes, she was still slightly shivering, "I d-d-on't kno-know." He laughs again, "I guess not." He rubs her arms while he looks into her eyes, he leans in and kisses her softly. She pulls and turns away after five seconds; he looks at her face, "I'm sorry, I just don't think I could've stopped myself if I tried." Her cheeks turn a bright pink, she turns back to him, "I didn't say that I didn't like it, I just didn't really expect it." He smiles and leans in again, she did not pull back, Trini continued kissing him, and he started pulling her closer.

Everything moving so fast, they were already mostly unclothed, "I'm sorry, I just." He holds her with one arm, slides on top of her and kisses her neck. She was not so sure, “I don’t know if I should do this.” He shakes his head, and kisses her again, "Trust me; you're not going to doubt yourself when we're through." She looked up at him, he was so hot, in more then one way, he lifted her up on his knee, "You tell me if this is moving too fast for you." She looked into his eyes, smiled and kissed him again. He put her back down and started moving against her, rubbing against her clit, gently and slowly at first. She had never felt like this, this was so animalistic, she wanted him, once he started going faster, she was ready willing and able. "Ohh, ahh," she was already completely gushing, how did he know how to do this to her? It was as if he was trained for her alone, "Oh my!"

He was savoring her innocence; he slowly pulled on her dainty panties and looked at her willing female body. So sweet, he wondered for a second if she had even had sex before as he took his awaiting hard and pulsing organ and entered her slowly. She was so warm and wet, she was waiting for it, she bit her lip as he slid in, and she was not as innocent as she looked. Although, she was not as experienced as most women he had been with, he licked his lip as he started to slide back out. He leaned in, supporting himself, slowly going in once again, harder this time, "Ohh," she started to moan, getting louder.

He kissed her hot, moist mouth; it felt just as good as her beautifully good warm opening between her legs. Her muffled moans coming faster into his mouth, as she was getting closer to the edge.

He started moving in faster, harder, he pulled back and watched her face; she was flushed, "Yes!" He laughed, and started getting slower, harder, driving it in, her moans start getting higher pitched. "Ahh, ahh, ahhh," there was pleasure and pain mixed in a very lethal dose.

She was sweating again, but this time he didn't intend to let her get cold, "Ohh man." He sucked in a breath through his teeth as she started shivering from the pleasure. He felt the hot liquid wetting his sexual organ, instilling more and more pleasure. Richie was almost there, Trini was so much more then he expected; he kissed her hard as he exploded deep inside. She let out a moan as he dove deep for that last push, she could not believe how much she still wanted him.

Both feeling hotter then they should have, he stays inside, kissing her neck. He pulls her with him as he lay down on his side, “Oh my God.” She feels him slowly leaving her hot moist and waiting hollow, she lets out a low groan and pulls herself closer, he lets out a groan as he feels himself going in again. She had the wanting in her eyes, she wanted more. Richie kissed her lips hard as he slipped out, sliding instead his cold hard fingers in, she groaned at the coldness of his touch, biting his lip, "Ahh." He pinched her clitoris softly, she grimaced with pleasure, "Oh my, oh yes."

Her moaning turning to screaming once again, he slid one finger at first, then quickly moved up to three. Stroking her very tender spot as he drove his hand in, his other hand moving to her supple awaiting breasts. She screamed one last time as her insides quivered with the climax; she was so hot, so hot. He was the one ready and able to this time, he rubs his again hard member against her soft waiting clit, and she starts panting. How much more can she take? she thought to herself.

In the awkward angle they were in, the pleasure was mixed with pain for both. Richie pulled her on him as he continued to rub on her clitoris with his waiting hard penis. She was shaking from this alone, she was almost at another climax, and then he sat her up. Pulled her roughly on his sexual organ and began thrusting himself into her while pulling her closer. He put his hands on her waist and moved her with him; she let herself be manipulated and lost control. She had never felt this way before, he was the one for her, this was meant to be, she felt it, and she knew it. Her high-pitched screams of pleasure made him move faster. He was getting closer with every scream, he moved slower, harder, and deeper. All at once, they both climax, sweating, shaking, exhausted, laid in each other's arms and slept, safe and comfortable.

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