PT. 11
Good Luck Charm Conclusion
Standing still, scanning across the room. Only a soft glow of light, a scent of sweet lavender and vanilla. Then the aroma of what smelled like… "Wait? Am I losing my mind? I didn't order supp…"
She began to turn when… "Hello, Miss Russell, I've been waiting for you."
She stopped in her tracks. Smiling, turning slowly, in a deep sultry voice, "Well, hel-lo, Cowboy. To what do I owe this surprise visit?"
In three quick strides across the room, "Shhhh!" Taking her by the hand, "This way, Ma'am."
"Oh, Ok." Now smirking, "Why, Marshal, what have we here?"
Next to the fire was a beautiful table, set for two. He had arranged for Jenny and Ma Smalley to help him put together a special supper and create a distraction to set up the room. They even had Doc in on this.
They sat and had supper then he had figured out how to operate the new music maker, she had shipped from New Orleans.
"Oh, Cowboy. This is all so…"
"Ssshhh, I'm not finished."
"Oh?"
He had poured them a snifter of brandy, Neopolian, her favorite, then whispered, "Ma'am, may I have this dance?"
"What?"
He slowly lifted her from her chair.
"Matt, you don't like to…"
"Shhhh…"
She simply followed his lead.
Pulling her close, "UMMMMMMMM… I've missed this."
"Dancing?"
"Un uh. Holding you close and doing this." He leaned in burying his face into the nape of her neck, nibbling.
"Ummmmm, ahh, Cowboy, I've missed you too."
Continuing to dance, kissing down her neck and shoulders and along her jawline. Sliding his large hands along her sides and up under her breast.
She placed both hands, cupping his face. "Matt, I do believe I was going to show you that there was only room for one cowboy in my heart."
He looked deep into her eyes. "Yes you were, weren't you?"
Working each button of his shirt till she became impatient, then grabbed two fistfuls and tore it apart.
"Whoa, woman."
"Is there a problem, Marshal?"
"Ahhh," She was now looking at him with a seductive smile. "No, not a one."
Walking him back towards their big brass bed, "Sit, Cowboy." She helped him off with his boots, then turned away. "I'll be right back."
"Oh, no you don't." Reaching out and grabbing her wrist. "You're not going anywhere, woman."
"But, Matt, I… I need to…"
"Un uh. I'll take care of that, Ma'am." He slid her dress off her shoulders then reached around and unbuttoned it to slide it off the rest of the way and let it drop to the floor. Now she was just in the teddy and garter. "Um umm. Beautiful! Kit, Honey, you have always been so beautiful." Pulling her to him, turning her to lay her on the bed.
As he lay beside her, she rolled on top of him, kissing him, starting with the top of his forehead, both eye lids, his nose, nibbling his ears his neck. Stopping for a long passionate kiss which really lit the flames. All the while he was running his hands along her curves.
"Uh uh, Cowboy, relax, enjoy." She began to explore, working her way down his still quite hard body, tantalizing every inch along the way. Running her hands along his stomach and hips and tights, moving inward to feel his pulsing flesh. She had worked him into full arousal. Kissing and warming his throbbing manhood, bringing him to the point of explosion.
Body now in full tension, "Kit!" Grabbing her, pulling her up to bring her face to face. "Not yet." Quickly flipping her over, to now have her beneath him. "My turn, baby." The kisses began. "Gosh, you are so…"
Sliding his tongue along every line of her curves, tracing every sweet line of her body, oh how he had missed making love to his woman. Cupping both breasts, stopping to run his tongue around the erect nipples.
"I'm all yours, Cowboy! You know that."
Then lowering himself to her stomach, kissing the somewhat faded scars from the shooting she survived. Then making his way to kissing her inner thighs, then to tasting the sweet juices of their passion. Bringing her to a point of ecstasy.
"OHHHH, Cowboy! Please! I need you. I need you with me. I need to feel you in me. Us together, please."
He slid up and gently entered her, rocking back and forth, the two keeping rhythm with one another. "Kit, I... I…"
"I know, Cowboy, me too. When ever you're ready."
They exploded together in passion. It was like the forth of July. They went on for hours, wrapped around one another, entwined as if they were one. No beginning, no end. Together, they were magic! Together, their lives worked! Together, they were whole! Together, they were one another's 'Good Luck Charm!'
FINI