"Lifeline Between The Hearts"
Usual Disclaimer: Just taking our Friends out to Play, Will Put them back when I'm done!
PT. 1
One by one, her tiny hands turned over the cards as she slowly placed them one on top the other. She wasn't even really paying much attention to what she was doing. Her mind was, well... let's just say, not on the game of solitaire.
The saloon was almost empty; it was close to closing time. Kitty was so deep in thought; she never even heard the big cowboy's footsteps, even as close as they came to being just in back of her.
What did break her thought process was when he reached over her shoulder and moved two cards she had in the wrong places, leaned in close and whispered: "Not sure why you play this game, you're not that good." Then he laughed.
Swatting at his hand. "Oh, you, stop that! I didn't hear you come in."
"I know. Where were you?" He asked.
Smiling at him, she said, "Right here waiting for you, Cowboy. Finished your rounds?"
"Yeah, pretty quiet out there tonight."
"Uh huh. Famous last words. How bout a night cap?"
"Sounds good, but how about to go?"
Furrowing her brow, "To go, Cowboy?"
With his standard boyish grin, he, with his head, motioned towards the stairs.
"Ohhhh, I see." Then she motioned towards the office door, meaning the back stairs. "Sam? When those two are finished with their game go on and close up. Leave things till morning, you're tired. I'm going to lock up the cash box in the office."
"Sure thing, Miss Kitty! Good night!"
"Here, Kitty, let me carry that for you," Matt told her as he guided her through the door.
As they entered the office, Kitty placed the cash box in the safe, then as she stood Matt spun her around. Before she could utter a word, he wrapped her in his arms and pulled her up close and covered her mouth with his.
"Matt," she pulled away slightly, "what has gotten into you?"
"Kit, I've wanted to do that all day!"
"Sam could walk through that door any minute."
"He won't."
"Oh really?"
"Really." He said still not letting her go.
"You sound sure of that, Marshal."
"Kit, I locked the door."
She burst out laughing. "Well, Cowboy, let's take this party…"
And before she could finish her sentence, he swept her off her feet and headed up the back stairs.
"Matt, put me down."
"Not a chance."
"Matt, your back…"
"I'm fine."
"Ok, then your leg."
"Honey, ssshhhh, just let me."
When they got to the landing and to the door she said, "Ok now put me down."
"Nope." He pushed the door open and then shut.
"Matt? Cowboy? What are you trying to do?" Suddenly, something caught Kitty's attention. A slight flickering. As Matt placed her gently on her feet and she turned, but still in his arms, she realized the room was filled with a soft candle light and fresh flowers. "Oh, Cowboy! You did… When? How?"
Et, Et. A man has to have his secrets, ya know."
"Give me a minute will you, Matt?" She went into the water room and when she came out he hadn't heard her. She was standing watching him as he was pouring them a brandy.
"Penny for your thoughts, Cowboy."
When he turned, he was speechless. She stood in the doorway, in only a pale blue lace gown. It fell along each and every curve of her body and the light scent of vanilla and lavender filled the room. "Oh, my, I... I…"
"Something wrong, Cowboy?"
"Oh, heavens, no!"
Slowly she walked towards him as if nothing was any different. "Is one of those for me?" As she reached out for the glass, she ran her finger tip down the length of his arm to his hand to take the glass.
Then sipping it and as it dripped, with one of his fingers running it across her bottom lip. Every part of his being was aroused by the moment!
"Cowboy, here, let me help you. "She sat him down, helping him take off his boots.
He tossed his hat across the room to the settee. He removed his gun belt and placed it on its hook, turning to wrap his arms around her.
She was now looking straight into his eyes, dipping her fingers into her glass and rubbing the brandy across his lips and lightly licking the taste of it from them. While swaying back and forth in his arms. "Ummmmmm. This is nice."
"Kit, honey…"
"Uh huh?"
"You're driving me crazy, you know that right?"
"I am?"
"You am… I mean, you are."
Giggling, "Is that a fact, Cowboy?"
"Oh, yeah, that's a fact, Miss Kitty."
"Well then, Marshal, what do you suppose we do about that? Huh?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
"Oh?"
"Yes, Ma'am." Quickly he scooped her up in his arms and gently placed her into their big brass bed. "Miss Kitty, I want to make love to you. I need to make love to you."
"Marshal, my cowboy, I thought you'd never ask." Now giggling openly.
With her placed beneath him, he gently slid the gown off one shoulder kissing her creamy soft skin. Then the other, burying his face into her neck, kissing her behind her ears. Slowing removing the gown completely, and taking both breasts in his hands, savoring the enjoyment that it not only brought him, but that it gave her. He spent hours kissing every part of her, making sure he awoke ever passionate pleasure that he knew only he could. This was something they had learned in each other over the years. How to created fireworks, no matter what time of the year it was. Not only did blue meet blue, warm flesh met warm flesh but heart beat met heart beat. Their intimacy took on a life of its own.
In the early hours just before dawn, lying entwined in each others arms. "Kit, honey. You awake?"
"Uh huh."
"You're amazing, you know that? After all these years, you're still so amazing! Why do you still want me?"
"Ummmm, that's easy, Cowboy. I love you."
TBC