A Broken Forever(53)

Once clothing no longer covered his skin I let my lips taste and travel along his beautifully fit body. The sleeves were discarded from his wrists and no longer did I have control. Richard took hold of my shirt and lifted it above my head. Then he yanked my pants off, letting them join the growing pile of clothing on the floor. I moved up the bed and Richard followed; his mouth, gently pressing kisses along my legs, hips and stomach.

I loved foreplay and loved feeling desirable under the gaze of the man I loved. Today was different and I no longer wanted to play around-I was desperate for release. Taking hold of his arm I pulled him down onto the bed, pulled off his briefs, my panties and then positioned my body over his. Richard placed his hands along my hips and slowly guided me down his hard and waiting length. Immediately I cried out, the stress and pressure from the week fading away.

I needed more. I needed this moment to make me forget and free me from everything that weighed heavily on my tortured soul.

That was when I began to move, my hips grinding against his, sweat accumulating with our fingers laced together. Richard thrust his pelvis up as I slammed down again and again, my barriers sliding away with every passing minute. Without warning he sat up and kissed me with a force so fierce I felt it through my toes. My arms wrapped around his shoulders while his captured my sides giving him leverage to thrust our bodies together. The movements had me on edge and I could feel the release I was craving build up until finally, with a single forceful thrust I came.

I cried out, burying my face into his neck while Richard finished seconds later. Our rocking stopped as we regained our breath, letting our bodies calm down from the intense whirlwind of pleasure. Richard wrapped his arms around my back and laid us back against the pillows as we inhaled and exhaled rapidly.

"Oh, how I love you." Richard breathed out against my neck. I turned my head to face him and pressed a kiss against his temple.

"I'm happy you came home, baby. We needed this." His face twisted toward me while his hand rest against my cheek.

"Yes we did."

We readjusted the blankets and curled into one another. For the first time in so long I felt at peace: body, mind and soul. At least, I wanted to believe that was true. There was an incessant nagging deep in the back of my mind that told me this wasn't right. I chose to ignore it but something made me wonder if this moment of pure bliss was everything I needed-or just what I thought would make everything go back to the way it was. Or, the way I yearned for it to be.



The next morning when I opened my eyes I was simply glowing. Richard still snoozed next to me so I knew it had to be quite early still. The alarm clock on Richard's side table read 7:05 am and even though he didn't have to get to work this morning, I knew he'd be up soon. He was naturally an early riser but that wasn't going to stop me from doing something special for him. As gently as I could I shifted my weight away from the middle of the bed to leave without waking him.



       
         
       
        

Slippers met my feet, taking hold of my robe from the back of the door I left the room. I slipped my arms through the sleeves as I made my way down the hallway into the kitchen. Every morning I woke up to a fresh pot of coffee and some sort of breakfast set out; even if it was just a bagel, it never went unnoticed. This was my chance to return the selflessness that was Richard.

I started the coffee, scrounged the fridge for ingredients and began cooking breakfast. I settled on scrambled eggs, bacon, toast and grapefruit. Richard was probably going to eat my half of the grapefruit while I would end up with his bacon. This had to be one of the downfalls of being with a doctor-everything was unbelievably healthy. Eating healthy was more enjoyable now than it was when we first got together but I learned quickly that if I wanted a dessert or something greasy-I'd have to pick it up on my own.

The bacon was sizzling to completion. I added cheese to the eggs and put the toast into the toaster. Everything was almost ready to go when I heard the bedroom door creak open. My mood deflated minimally, I should have known there would be no way to surprise Richard with breakfast in bed. Oh well, any second he was going to turn the corner into the kitchen and hopefully still be pleased.

With a smile on my face I pulled the skillets from the flames and waited. I peered around a little to see if Richard had stopped in the hall for some reason. Then the sound of the shower filled the silence. My heart sank even further, why wouldn't he have come to see where I was? It was his day off and I didn't need to be to the salon until ten. I refused to let this little hiccup disrupt my good mood and decided I would just … improvise. After insuring the stove was off and the food wasn't in danger of being burnt to a crisp, I skipped to the bathroom.