I know just the song I want to play her. It’s the one I mentioned in the last letter I wrote. The one I haven’t given her yet.
Feeling the strings as I start to play the song I heard the day I read her first letter.
“First time that I saw you, you took my breath away. I might not go to heaven, but I walked with angels that day.” Looking up at Jane, I see tears in her eyes. I finish the chorus and place the guitar on the table.
Jane
He could sing me the yellow pages and I would listen to it. His voice warms me. The lyrics took me by surprise. It really hit me that he’s feeling this as deeply as I am. I find my big girl pants, stand up, and grab his hand as soon as he sets down the guitar. I lead him down the hall to my bedroom.
As soon as we enter the room, I turn to Rory and without thinking, I say, “Show me you want me.”
His green eyes darken. As he leans down to kiss me, he whispers, “It would be an honor, beautiful.”
He kisses me slowly and passionately and I’m lost in the moment within seconds. I feel his slow kiss so deeply, I’m almost startled when he stops the kiss to lift up my shirt. As soon as it’s out of his way, he starts at my shoulders and goes up to my neck, one side with his fingertips and the other with soft kisses till he gets to that spot on my neck right below the ear that has my legs bending on their own. He slowly takes off my bra as he continues this for what feels like forever, making me so completely turned on, I’m as close to combusting as I’ve ever been without my clit being touched.
“Beautiful, I want you to step out of your jeans and panties and go lie down on the bed, on your stomach.”
Curious as to why he wants me that way, I make quick work of my jeans and panties and lie down. I look in his direction as he strips down to just his boxers. Fuck me, he really is my bear shifter come to life with his broad shoulders, and his wide chest that's peppered with a small amount of chest hair. He’s the kind of man I picture when a woman talks about climbing a man like a tree. He’s got the beard and shoulder-length hair to complete the look.
He straddles my legs and rubs my shoulders while continuing to slowly kiss me all over my body, touching every part of me with his hands and his lips. I never realized just how sensual a massage can be. His hands all over me have me moaning and needing to be touched and to touch him.
“Mmm, I need..”
“What does my woman need? How about this?”
Surprising me, he flips me over onto my back. Before I can think about what he’s doing, he's got a finger on my clit and is moving it as slow as can be without actually stopping. Within seconds of this and his teasing my nipples with his tongue, I manage to get out, “So close,” before I explode with such an intense orgasm I can feel my toes twitching afterward. But this man doesn’t give me a second to come down. He continues his assault on my clit, barely moving his finger, but keeping the same pace, over and over till I’m so close to coming again. He slams a finger in me and my body shakes with a second orgasm, one of the biggest I think I’ve ever felt. I’m vaguely aware of the sound of a condom unwrapping and before my brain can fully function again, he’s above me and slowly entering me, then he stops.
“Beautiful, I need you to look me in the eyes and not stop. I know it might be hard, but I know you can do it, okay?” I look him in his eyes, realizing I don’t hear him often tell me something he needs. If this is it, I’ll happily do it. “Okay.”
He ever so slowly enters me till he’s all the way in, making me feel so full. He begins a slow rhythm of going almost all the way out and ever so slowly back in. Keeping eye contact with him while he’s in me is the most intimate experience of my life. Feeling like we’re one, so connected in this moment, everyone and everything else just fades away.
“Beautiful, you feel so amazing. You feel like home. I’m so close but I gotta speed up a little.”
“Oh God, please, I’m so close.”
He starts at a fast pace and it hits me just right in the spot. Within seconds, I’m shaking and so close to coming. Again. Right as I tip over the edge into orgasmic bliss, Rory roars as he comes. “Arggggggg!”
We both are breathing heavily and covered in a fine sheet of sweat. He looks at me and kisses me fiercely before moving off me.
Rory
Holy shit, this woman. I see why Juan didn’t want to share details. What we just did was beyond physical, beyond anything I could imagine. It felt like we were one in the moment together. She’s the one.
“Beautiful, that was… more than I could’ve hoped for.”
“For me too. I felt like you could see into my soul while we were in that moment. I’d love to do it again with you, handsome.”
Smiling at her, I say, “We will be doing that as often as possible. I do have a question for you. Don’t worry, it’s not like theStar Warsquestion you gave me. This one doesn’t have a wrong answer.”
Looking at me questioningly, she asks “Um, sure, what’s the question?”
“I know both Juan and I used condoms, and we’re fine with still doing that, but are you on birth control, beautiful?”
She shakes her head. “No, I was on it years ago and I had a funky reaction to it. Since then, I haven’t had a reason to be on it. I figured why put extra hormones in my body. I was thinking about trying a different kind.”
“You can get on them or not, darlin’. We’re grown men and can handle using condoms. That is until we all decide if and when we might want to try for a baby.”
Not surprisingly, her eyes get big. “Baby, you.. you’d want a baby with me?”
