All she could hear was his breathing....a deep rasping sound in her ear.
She felt the weight of his body on hers and closed hers eyes.
She could smell him.....the wonderful aroma of this man.
They had tried to resist each other.
But in the end they had both succumbed to the inevitable...
something everyone around them had known for weeks and had seen with
their own eyes.
Circumstances had ensured that they were in this room alone....
that the night was hot and humid.
But what had made them sit at opposite ends of the couch?..
when they could have sat at opposite sides of the room?
What made him stroke her shoulder?
He didn't speak...
he almost looked apologetic as if he had crossed some invisible line of
ungentlemanly behaviour.
She had tried to look away..but those blue eyes and what she thought she saw in them held her
captive.
In one graceful movement he had pulled her to her feet and picked her
up into his arms.
And now here they were..
basking in the sweet afterglow of the passion they couldn't deny.
He raised his head to meet her gaze....
the shaft of light from the bathroom falling across his face in the darkness of the room.
From time to time during their love making this light had shown her the face of the man she loved.
Not that she could ever tell him.
But right now no words were needed.
They had both said more with their tenderness than either of them had the courage to say out loud.
As he looked down at her now and she gently brushed his blonde hair from his eyes....
he felt a rush of warm satisfying love wash over him.
Why had he waited so long to be with this woman?
Why didn't he have the guts to just tell her how he felt?
All that time wasted when he could have been......but he stopped himself.
It didn't matter.
Now she was his.
By his actions he had claimed her.....by hers she had given herself to him.
The primal sense of it all aroused him.
He'd doubted when he had first fell in love with her that he would ever be able to give her up.
Now there was no doubt.....he'd never been more sure of anything.
She smiled up at him....
letting her fingers play with his lips and asked him what he was thinking.
Without hesitation and pausing only to kiss her fingers he told her that he loved her.
Hearing his own voice say that thrilled him.
The pleasure and relief of being able to say it...
to feel so comfortable with her that his love could flow freely.
Now all he needed to hear was her own sweet voice say what he was desperate to hear.
Sure he'd just felt the full force of her love but to hear her say it...
to see her lips form the words.
Her eyes moist with tears..she whispered her love for him.
Watching his face break into a wonderful smile she was happier than she felt she had a right to be.
Feeling his strong arms snake tightly around her body and his lips on the flesh of her neck she made a decision that there was nothing she wouldn't do for this man.
That anything he wanted from her he would get.
She felt his hold tighten on her and his breathing deepen.
His lips searched for hers and found them.
Her mouth welcomed his tongue and once again they dissolved into the intensity that had become their love.