Forever In Your Arms, Chapter Ten
Ten minutes later, when she was prone, soaked in sweat and panting, he knew that it was her first.
"You've never come before?" he asked. She whimpered, and he almost laughed as he pulled her to him. "God, you're a gem." He said. Her arms were limp at her sides, but her mouth sought his. Her lips were soft and limp, sighing against his.
"Never." She said.
He couldn't breathe. He couldn't count the number of times he had. He couldn't remember the women, nothing. There was nothing there for any of them. But for her, he was so proud, so grateful, so happy.
"You're gorgeous." He said. "So perfect."
"No I'm not." She whispered, and then she fell asleep.
~ ~ ~
The next morning, he was up early, packing his bags. "We're back on the road today." He said when she woke up, sliding over to give her a kiss. "We'll have a few days on the road, and then when we get to the next gig, probably one or two days of half-practice, and then I'll get 'Ro to take you shopping."
"Kay." She said, and struggled to pull herself out of the bed. "God I'm tired."
"That happens." He said, and then threw her some clothes. They were not her clothes.
"'Ro leant me them until we can take you shopping." He was smiling like a loon as she slipped out of the bed and pulled on the clothes.
"You okay?" She asked.
"Yeah." He said. "Yeah, just fine."
From under her lashes, she looked up at him. "I'm sure." She said, and then walked over to him. "If you want, tonight, I'll pay you back a favor."
The way she said it, he knew that she didn't mean she'd pay him back a favor, but that she wanted to make him just as weak as she was right now. "Maybe in a couple of nights." He said. "Sometimes we drive through the nights, and sleep on benches in the bus."
She groaned, then laughed. "Maybe in a couple of nights, then. I'll blow you away." The innuendo was not lost on either of them.
"Good." He said, and then threw her bag to her. "Your toothbrush is still on the counter, and I left all the other girly stuff out in case you want to shower."
"I'll just wash my face." She said, blushing. She was only a little bit shy as she walked up to him and slipped her arms around his neck. Then she kissed him speechless, and walked into the bathroom.
"I'll be out here." He said, and then flopped down on the bed. God, she was so.perfect, so genuinely good. How could her corrupt her like this?
Ten minutes later, when she was prone, soaked in sweat and panting, he knew that it was her first.
"You've never come before?" he asked. She whimpered, and he almost laughed as he pulled her to him. "God, you're a gem." He said. Her arms were limp at her sides, but her mouth sought his. Her lips were soft and limp, sighing against his.
"Never." She said.
He couldn't breathe. He couldn't count the number of times he had. He couldn't remember the women, nothing. There was nothing there for any of them. But for her, he was so proud, so grateful, so happy.
"You're gorgeous." He said. "So perfect."
"No I'm not." She whispered, and then she fell asleep.
~ ~ ~
The next morning, he was up early, packing his bags. "We're back on the road today." He said when she woke up, sliding over to give her a kiss. "We'll have a few days on the road, and then when we get to the next gig, probably one or two days of half-practice, and then I'll get 'Ro to take you shopping."
"Kay." She said, and struggled to pull herself out of the bed. "God I'm tired."
"That happens." He said, and then threw her some clothes. They were not her clothes.
"'Ro leant me them until we can take you shopping." He was smiling like a loon as she slipped out of the bed and pulled on the clothes.
"You okay?" She asked.
"Yeah." He said. "Yeah, just fine."
From under her lashes, she looked up at him. "I'm sure." She said, and then walked over to him. "If you want, tonight, I'll pay you back a favor."
The way she said it, he knew that she didn't mean she'd pay him back a favor, but that she wanted to make him just as weak as she was right now. "Maybe in a couple of nights." He said. "Sometimes we drive through the nights, and sleep on benches in the bus."
She groaned, then laughed. "Maybe in a couple of nights, then. I'll blow you away." The innuendo was not lost on either of them.
"Good." He said, and then threw her bag to her. "Your toothbrush is still on the counter, and I left all the other girly stuff out in case you want to shower."
"I'll just wash my face." She said, blushing. She was only a little bit shy as she walked up to him and slipped her arms around his neck. Then she kissed him speechless, and walked into the bathroom.
"I'll be out here." He said, and then flopped down on the bed. God, she was so.perfect, so genuinely good. How could her corrupt her like this?