It wasn't clear who moved first, but somehow they were both standing from the kitchen table, breathing more deeply, eyes locked on to each other. In the end, Tess broke the silence;

"Fletch…are you staying?" He nodded, sliding his hand down her arm to take her hand. Tess led the way to the stairs, hardly daring to speak in case she broke the mood. Once they were standing in the bedroom, she flicked a lamp on and he looked at her bathed in the warm glow, and reached out to turn her to face him.

"Tess, are you sure?

"no…yes. Yes" This last "yes" more certain, as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close to kiss him again. He slid his hands round her waist, spreading his fingers to feel more of her warm skin , then caught hold of her top. Tess, stepped back slightly to help as he pulled it over her head. He dropped it on the floor which would normally have bothered her, but she was too busy trying to get his clothes off to notice. In the end, he brushed her hands away and did it himself, eager to be back in her arms and feel her against him. He manoeuvred them towards the bed and nudged her gently so she fell back, tugging him with her.

They kept kissing for a few minutes, hands roaming over each other's bodies, then Fletch broke away and began to kiss along Tess' jawline, moving down her neck and collarbone, making her shiver and moan softly. She tipped her head back and arched upwards as he moved down to kiss her breasts. She stroked her hands across his broad shoulders, then tangled her fingers in his hair. Fletch moved his hand downwards and slowly trailed his hand up her inner thigh, making her gasp with longing. He began to draw ovals with his fingers, decreasing in size until he was rubbing her clitoris in gentle but firm circular movements. Tess could feel all rational though leaving her mind, leaving just the white hot need behind. As the pressure mounted, she grasped his firm cock and gave it a couple of strokes. He moaned her name in response, and suddenly she couldn't wait any longer. With one smooth move, she hooked her leg over his and tipped him on to his back so she could sit astride him. He gasped in surprise and pleasure as she slid on to his cock, still sitting up so he could see all of her, her legs tucked neatly either side of his hips. He tried not to move too much, fearing that if he did he would lose control too fast, as the sight and feel of Tess on top of him, moving against him was almost too much to take.

Tess squeezed her muscles around his cock, just to watch him draw a shuddering breath. She put a hand behind her and cupped a hand round his balls and smiled when he moaned with pleasure. He smiled back at her and suddenly slid his hand between her legs to resume rubbing her clitoris. With his cock inside her, she knew she was heading rapidly for orgasm and closed her eyes for a moment as the waves began to wash over her. Just as she was nearly there, Fletch tipped them bot over the other way, so she was beneath him again. She almost complained, but then he knelt up slightly, lifting her towards him so he could thrust in to her more deeply and apply pressure at her core. She wound her legs round his waist and gasped with each thrust, unable to stay quiet, begging him for more until she eventually came, screaming his name. He followed soon after, the release clear on his face as he held on to her.

For a few minutes they lay there holding on to each other as their breathing slowed. Fletch finally released her and flopped down on to the pillow beside her.

"Wow."

"Wow" she agreed. She looked over at him and couldn't help but smile. "Well, I feel better now anyway!"

"Me too" He suddenly found something, though what , he couldn't work out, hilarious, and started to laugh. She joined in and they clung to each other, laughing for what seemed like ages, until it came to a natural end and they were left with silence.

"D'you want to talk…about …this, us?" Fletch asked.

"Not particularly." Replied Tess. "I think we both know that it's all very messy, but it's not something I want to deal with just now. Let's just enjoy what we've got"

"Well, it could have been less messy if you kept any condoms in the house!" Fletch winked at her, and she picked up her pillow and whacked him with it.