Title: Dark and
Stormy Night
Author: tayryn
Rating: this is
me! Think about it!
Archive: my site.
Disclaimer: Not mine. If it was… we’d
have at least gotten a kiss.
Summary: after
the visit from her father, Matt whisks Kitty away
Notes: This story
or at least the love scene was originally written as a seaQuest story by myself and Jaya, while in a chat during a thunderstorm. I have modified it, and added to the story to
make it more than a PWP, and to make it a Matt & Kitty story.
Thanks, as always,
go to my most incredible beta, Jaya!!
*bugs*
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It was a dark and stormy night...
Kitty awoke to the sounds of thunder rumbling in the night sky. As she lay quietly in bed, she listened to
the wind rustle through the cabin she and Matt had hidden themselves away in
for the last week.
She smiled.
She’d been
delighted and, yes, surprised, when Matt had suddenly whisked her away from
“Kitty?”
Kitty turned her
head to see Matt staring at her through half open eyes in the dim light of the
room.
“Go back to sleep, Cowboy,” she told him quietly and reached out to cup his
cheek.
“You okay?”
“Mmhmm. The
storm woke me up. That’s all.”
“You sure?”
“Yes.”
“Okay,” he replied and rolled back over.
Moments later, at the sound of Matt’s gentle snoring, Kitty slipped out of the
bed. Not bothering to pull on her robe
or nightgown, she walked over to the large picture window in the cabin’s
bedroom, and sat down on the cushions of the window seat. Kitty’s mind wandered back to her
father. She’d had mixed emotions about
his visit from the moment she’d received his telegram. Having not seen the man since she was a very
young girl, she hadn’t been all that certain she’d wanted to see him at all.
‘Thank God for
Matt…’ Kitty thought, remembering how he’d helped her to test Wayne Russell’s
intentions.
She’d been
disappointed, yet not really surprised, when her misgivings about her father
had been proven right and it turned out that all he’d wanted was to get his
hands on her money.
Kitty sighed.
Lost in her
thoughts as she watched, but didn’t really notice, the storm; Kitty didn’t see
or hear Matt approach until he slid in behind her, his naked body warming her
immediately.
“Thinking about
your father again?” Matt asked as he
nudged Kitty’s long red hair away from her neck with his chin then lowered his
lips to place a soft kiss to her shoulder.
Kitty nodded
sadly.
“Wanna talk about
it?”
Kitty sagged back
against Matt’s chest. “What is it about
me, Matt, that makes people… makes men, think that they can take advantage of
me? Is there some kind of sign that says
I am an easy target? All those others
before… and now my father…” Kitty turned her head back to look at him. “Why, Matt?”
“I don’t know,
honey.” Matt answered. “I wish I did, but I don’t. Some men just get a perverse pleasure out of
it. Others just can’t seem to help
themselves, and believe that women are nothing more than objects for them to
own and do with as they please.”
Kitty
shuddered. In her line of work, she’d
seen plenty of evidence of how some men treated women… even the women they
claimed to love. She’d been witness to the
many levels… from the mere slaps to the all out rapes and beatings. She was grateful that she’d been able to
avoid the worst of the kind of life she lived.
Matt felt the
tremor pass through her body and tightened his arms around her. He rubbed his cheek against hers. “I don’t understand that way of thinking,” he
said.
“I know you
don’t,” Kitty replied as she nuzzled her cheek against his in response. She knew Matt hated to see a man hitting a
woman. It went against everything he
stood for, against his inbred sense of right and wrong. “That’s because you are a good man, Matt
Dillon.”
“If I am, it’s
because I have you,” Matt told her.
“You were a good
man before I came into your life.”
“But I’m a better
man since you’ve been in it.”
Kitty shook her
head. “I don’t see how. I’m just a saloon girl, Matt.”
“You’re a saloon
owner, Kitty.” Matt corrected her.
“Semantics,”
Kitty said. “I’ve only been HALF owner
for two weeks. When we met, I was just a
saloon girl. A saloon
girl with a past that included many men.”
“Kitty… you have
never been and could never be, JUST, anything.”
Matt told her as he stroked his thumbs against the smooth skin of her
stomach. “You did what you had to do to
survive. I know that. It’s part of what’s made you who you are.”
Kitty turned her
head to give him a tremulous smile. She
still found it hard to believe that she had Matt in her life. That he had chosen to share his life... what
he could give of it… with her. He had
never judged her for the choices she’d made before coming to
“Do you know what
drew me to you?” Matt asked her in a
quiet voice.
“My hair,” Kitty
answered with a smile. Matt had often
commented on how much he loved her hair.
“Well, I do love
your hair,” Matt said as he turned his head and pressed a kiss into her fiery
tresses, “and it was the first thing I noticed about you. How could I not? But that’s not what attracted me to you. It was your spirit, Kitty.”
“My spirit?”
“Mmhmm,” Matt
murmured. “Your spirit… your fire… that
inner strength you have. It’s what
drives you, Kitty… what pushes you to accomplish what you set your mind to,” he
told her. “You’re independent and it
shows in how you carry yourself. Truth
be told, it’s one of the things I love most about you.”
“Is that so?”
“Mmhmm,” Matt
nodded against her shoulder.
“Even when that independence makes me stubborn?”
“Even then.”
Kitty shook her
head as a smile played across her lips.
“You’re the only one who does.”
“And that’s a
good thing too,” Matt replied with a low chuckle as he shifted behind her and
pulled her closer against his chest.
Kitty laughed
outright and turned her head back to look at him. “Yes it is,” she said with clear affection in
her voice. A teasing smile touched her
lips then. “So tell me, Marshal, what
else do you love about me?”
“Far too many
things, Miss Russell, to simply tell you,” Matt replied with a grin. “However,” he circled his hands on her
stomach, “I would be most willing to show you.”
“Is that so?”
“Mmhmm…”
A bright flash of
lightening lit the sky at that moment, followed by a loud boom of thunder.
“Tell me, Kitty;
ever make love during a thunderstorm like this?” Matt asked her in a low husky voice.
“No,” she replied, as she turned her eyes to the storm just outside the window.
“Mmm… good,” he murmured, as he slid his hands slowly up along her stomach to
cup her breasts.
Kitty moaned and let her head fall back against Matt’s chest as his fingers
circled and pulled at her nipples, the sensations tingling through her body.
“Mmm… that feels good,” Kitty moaned and arched her back, pressing more of her
breasts into his large hands.
“It’s supposed to,” he told her and closed his lips around her earlobe. “And
this,” Matt slid his right hand down over her stomach to rest between her
thighs, “is going to feel even better.”
“Oh…!” Kitty cried out softly as he slid his middle finger down between her
folds, and stroked her clit before pressing the long digit into her.
“...Matt...”
Matt smiled around her earlobe as he pulled his finger out of her, bringing the
now wet digit up to once again circle her sensitive bud. “Do you like this?” He
whispered in her ear.
She nodded and reached out to clasp his wrist.
“I love the feel of you, Kitty,” Matt told her. “And I love how wet I make
you,” he slid two fingers back into her. “So, wet... and so hot,” he stroked
his fingers in and out of her as he pressed himself against her back. “Can you
feel what you do to me?”
“Yes,” Kitty rasped, barely able to hear him over the steadily growing pounding
in her ears. “Matt...”
“Tell me what you want, Kitty...”
“Fast... faster...” Kitty tightened her grip on his wrist, urging him to move
his fingers quicker inside her. “And… more...” she grabbed his left hand which
was still fondling her breast and brought it down, directing his fingers to her
swollen flesh. “Here...”
“Like this?” Matt rubbed his fingers against her clit in tight, firm circles,
while his other fingers matched the same pace within her snug channel.
“Oh yes... just like that…” Kitty gasped as the feelings intensified. “Oh,
Matt… I love your hands!”
Matt chuckled softly. “I'm glad to hear it.”
He continued to stroke her... her hips slowly starting to move in time with his
hands. “That’s it, Kitty… go with it.”
“Ooh... oh God...” Kitty moaned and arched into him, her hands clutching
tightly to his thighs on either side of her. “Ma... so... oh yes... Matt,
please...”
Matt increased the pressure and the speed of his fingers at the need in her
voice. “Let it go, Kitty… come for me.”
“Oh…” Kitty felt his fingers close around her clit, squeezing with just the
right amount of pressure and cried out his name in relief. “Matt!”
Matt continued to move his fingers within her, even as she writhed against
him. Her inner muscles clenched and
released his thrusting fingers until she finally collapsed back against him
with a deep, satisfied groan.
“Mmm… that was wonderful,” Kitty sighed happily.
“You should see it from this angle,” he told her as he pulled his fingers out
of her and brought his wet fingers to his mouth, licking her juices away. “Mmm…
you taste good.”
Kitty slid a hand behind her and between their bodies to grasp and stroke the
hard steel shaft throbbing against the small of her back. Matt groaned as she circled the bulging head
with her thumb and forefinger, squeezing gently before moving up and down the
tip. His hips pushed forward involuntarily, straight into her welcoming palm.
“Your turn,” Kitty whispered and tried to turn but Matt’s arms held her fast.
“Lift up.”
Kitty felt Matt raise her hips. She
moved her legs so that they were straddling Matt’s and pressed one foot against
the floor to give herself added leverage. He shifted behind, then beneath her and began
to slowly lower her down.
Kitty gasped when she felt the tip of Matt’s rampant erection brush against her
slick folds and reached down to hold him in position. She sighed with pleasure
as he slowly penetrated her, the different angle allowing him to slide in until
she felt him press into the bottom of her womb.
“Oooh… oh
yes…” The low moan left her on a deep
exhale.
Matt held Kitty’s hips firmly against him as his head fell to her
shoulder. “Kitty…” his breath came in
staccato spurts as he struggled to control himself.
A jagged bolt of lightening streaked across the dark sky, making the room as
bright as day. Two seconds later, a loud
crash of thunder momentarily crashed around them. Kitty shuddered at the noise, the movement
causing Matt to quiver within her.
“Here…” Kitty
grabbed his hands and pulled them from her hips to her breasts, her fingers
leading his to caress her distended nipples.
“Touch me here…”
Once Matt was otherwise occupied Kitty shifted her upper body to the side and
turned her head to capture his mouth in a passionate tongue-tangling kiss as
she began to slowly rock her hips against him.
She rode him gently, their shared passion rising slowly but steadily.
Kitty felt a
splash of warmth deep within her core and knew that Matt couldn’t hold back
much longer. She began to subtly alter her downward thrusts, arching her back
and increasing the pace.
The storm closed in around them, lightening exploding sequentially in all three
windows; the resounding thunder echoing through the night. The intensity of the storm pounding outside
electrified the already charged air in the cabin and pushed their desire to the
edge. Matt plunged his tongue deep into
Kitty’s mouth as he slid his fingers down the center of her belly and into her
curls.
“MATT!” She screamed his name into his mouth as he
vigorously massaged her swollen sex and pushed her over the edge into a
mind-shattering climax.
Matt grinned against
her lips while he continued to work his fingers over her clit as Kitty once
again thrashed against him; her quivering internal muscles his undoing. Suddenly, a bolt of lightening streaked
through the sky, very close to them, the resulting thunder shaking the
house. Matt groaned into her mouth, and
his hips jerked beneath hers as his release crashed over him.
They sagged back against the pillows of the window seat, their bodies quivering
against each other as the residual sensations of their orgasms continued to
roll over them.
“Oh, Matt…” Kitty
gasped as another small tremor passed through her. “That was… mmm… that was even better,” she
murmured in a husky voice.
“Oh yeah,” Matt agreed and pulled her closer.
“I do love it
when you show me how you feel about me,” Kitty told him as she, once again,
covered his hands with hers.
Matt
chuckled. “By golly, so do I,” he said
and placed a kiss to her bare shoulder.
Kitty laughed
softly. “I love you, Matt.”
“And I love you,
Kitty.” Matt replied. “Are you feeling a little better now?”
Kitty
nodded. She was feeling better, both
emotionally and physically. “Yes… thanks
to you.”
“Just doing my
duty, ma’am, to protect and serve the good people of
“Your duty?” Kitty turned her head to look at him and
raised an eyebrow. “Making love to me is
a duty now?”
Matt could hear
the teasing in her voice but answered her seriously. “Making love to you, Kitty, and just being
with you, is never ever a duty to me. It
is simply, the purest, happiest part of my life.”
Kitty’s breath
caught in her throat at the intense look of love in Matt’s eyes as he spoke
quietly. It was not in Matt’s nature to
be so free with his words, especially when his emotions were involved. Yes, Matt told her he loved her, but every so
often, like tonight, he would surprise her by giving voice to his feelings.
“Oh, Matt…” she
moved her head closer and their lips met in a sweet, loving kiss.
“We should move back
to bed,” Matt told her as the kiss ended.
“We should,”
Kitty said, “But I don’t want to move.”
She clenched her inner muscles around him. “Do you?”
“Nope,” Matt shook his head and groaned softly. “I’m quite happy here, thank
you.”
“Mmm… good…” Kitty sighed contentedly and reached out for the blanket that lay
folded up next to them. She pulled it
over their still joined bodies and snuggled back against him. “It’s almost dawn, let’s just sit here and
watch the storm.”
“Sounds good to me, Kitty.” Matt said and tightened his arms
around her. “Sounds
mighty good to me.”
With the storm
raging around them, the two lovers, locked in each other’s arms, fell into a
blissful slumber.
~fin