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Chapter Warning: There is sexual content in this chapter, if you do not like to read said content then please stop here.

Chapter Twelve... A Deepening Connection.

Gunnar flicked on the lamp at the side of the bed, a glaring light from the ceiling would be too intrusive for this evening, he went over to where Julie was stood in the middle of the room. Gunnar smiled at Julie and kissed her, he pulled her as close as he could to his body, he teased her lips with his tongue until he felt them part to let him slide it inside. Gunnar glided his fingers down Julie's spine and he was rewarded with her upper body pressing against him. He broke off the kiss and looked down at Julie, he took her hand and started towards the bed.

Julie felt her muscles tense as Gunnar walked to the bed, her mouth was dry and she was pretty sure her palms were sweating, she was nervous. Gunnar turned back as if he sensed her nerves. 'Julie, are you okay?'

'I think I'm nervous, that's all.'

'I won't do anything you don't want me to, you can trust me.'

'I know I can.' Julie sat on the edge of the bed.

'Julie, come here.' She turned around to see Gunnar lying on the bed, she settled herself next to him and he pulled her into his arms. Gunnar was still, Julie relaxed into his arms, she looked up at him when she heard him quietly singing something. Julie listened intently, she didn't understand the words as it was all in Icelandic but it didn't matter to her. Once she was sure he was finished Julie put her head against his chest. 'What was that?'

'An old folk song from Iceland, my mother used to sing it to me when I couldn't sleep.'

'Did it work?'

'Most of the time I was asleep before she finished.'

'You have a nice voice.'

'Thank you.' Julie slipped her arm up to Gunnar's chest and he put his hand on top of hers.

Gunnar shifted to lie on his side, he looked down at Julie and he kissed her, he was pleased when he felt Julie reach her hand up into his hair and keep him close, he was careful to keep any movement that he made slow and steady so as not to startle her. He moved his hand down the left side of her body as far as he could reach and then back up again. He lifted his head and watched as Julie slowly opened her eyes and smiled, he smiled back at her and pressed his lips against her neck. Julie turned her head to one side to give Gunnar more access, he covered every inch of the skin in kisses, he heard Julie's breathing hitch as he kissed the soft part of her throat.

Julie felt her heart quicken as Gunnar kissed the hollow at the base of her throat, she looked up at him as he covered her body with his and took hold of her hands, nestling them in the pillows at the side of her head, his eyes commanded her attention, she couldn't look away. 'Julie?'

'Yes?'

'I want you to do something for me.'

'What is it?'

'Touch me. I want to know what it feels like.' She had made a few tentative touches of his body before but he wanted more, wanted to know what it felt like to have her caressing him.

'I... I don't know what to do, what you like, I might get it wrong.'

'You won't. Please Julie.' She could hear the pleading in his voice so she nodded. He released her hands and helped her to sit up. He sat in front of her, waiting for her to make a move. 'You can do anything you like, I'll tell you if I don't like something, agreed?'

'Okay.' He kissed the back of her hand and she smiled at him.

Julie moved her fingers over Gunnar's face, she took in the curve of his nose and the softness of his lips. Her fingers brushed down each side of his face, noting that he had a little bit of stubble. She ran her fingers through his hair and down the back of his neck and then around to the front, over each collarbone as far as she was able to, over the scar from his operation. She stopped at his shoulders and looked up at him, her hands moved down his chest and towards his buttons.

Gunnar stayed still as she undid the buttons, she moved the shirt sideways and off over his shoulders, she slipped it down his arms and removed it. He could feel Julie's eyes roaming over his bare chest. She went behind him and gave his back the same scrutiny. He felt her hand paint an unwavering trail down the centre, following his spine all the way to the bottom. She went up the sides and to his shoulders. Her hands went down his arms, all the way to the tips of his fingers.

Julie came back to the front, she looked at Gunnar for a few seconds and then glided her hands down his sides, she moved them up over his stomach and towards the upper part of his chest. He hadn't complained so she guessed that he was liking what she was doing. She moved her hands further up and brushed his left nipple with her fingers, Gunnar bit his lip ever so slightly as she circled it.

Gunnar was finding it harder and harder to keep himself under control, her gentle touching was driving him crazy. A groan escaped his lips, he couldn't help it, her doing this was more wonderful than he imagined. 'Gunnar?' He shook his head to try and clear the fog.

'Are you all right?'

'Very much so, you're very good at that.'

'Thank you,' Julie blushed.

'It's nothing to be ashamed of Julie, touch can give comfort and pleasure equally. You'll see what I mean.' He reached for the hem of her top and she put her hands over his. 'Let me show you how good you just made me feel.' She nodded and he lifted her top off over her head, she went to cover herself and he shook his head. 'Don't hide yourself from me, I want to see you.'

'Okay.'

Julie closed her eyes as Gunnar caressed her shoulders and back, he went over every area of her exposed skin. He moved her head back gently and explored the contours of her face, his fingers moved over her neck and down to her chest. She felt him undoing the fastening on her bra and she stiffened. He moved his hands away and enveloped her in a hug. 'I just want to look at you. Can I?' Julie nodded. 'Is that a yes?'

'Yes.' Gunnar moved his hands back and undid Julie's bra, he slowly removed it and shifted to the front. 'Beautiful.' Julie reddened. 'My beautiful Julie.' He reached out and gently pushed her back into the covers.

Gunnar looked at Julie as she lay back on the bed, he caressed her shoulders and down her sides, over her stomach and up between her breasts. He moved his hands to her nipples and played with each one. He saw Julie biting her lip, an echo of the look on his face from earlier. 'Julie, do you like this?'

'Yes,' her voice was hoarse and he settled his body over hers and kissed her.

Julie surrendered to Gunnar's kiss, she was tingling all over, she gasped as his kisses moved to her neck and then down her chest. She felt his lips attach to one of her nipples and despite herself she moaned out loud as he suckled it, making it harden. He gave the same attention to the other breast and she felt him smile as another moan slipped past her lips.

Gunnar kissed his way to Julie's stomach, she arched her back into it, her gasps punctuated by moans. 'Oh, Gunnar.' It was a whispered sentence but he clearly heard his name. He hugged Julie to him. 'Julie? Are you with me, I need to ask you something.'

'I think so.'

'Good, you know there is another way to give you pleasure.' He moved his hand so it rested between her legs and Julie blushed furiously. 'What do you think? We can start with you still clothed if you would feel more comfortable.'

'Gunnar, I...'

'What's wrong?'

'I would like to but nothing happens.'

'What do you mean?'

'I've never finished, if you follow me.'

'You've never had an orgasm?'

'Never.'

'Then whoever it was wasn't doing it right.'

'There's another way?'

'It's not so much another way more taking the time to do it properly.'

'I suppose he did feel it was more about himself.'

'Then he's defintely doing it wrong, pleasure is about giving and receiving.' Julie smiled shyly. 'Will you let me try? Let me show you he was doing it wrong.'

'Okay, you can try.'

Julie felt Gunnar's hand circling her stomach and slowly it slipped down and underneath the waistband of her trousers, she swallowed as she felt one of his fingers slide between her folds. 'Your body is made to receive pleasure, Julie, all the nerves in your skin react to touch. I know you like your neck kissed and your back, those are just two examples of how you know what a nice touch feels like.'

'I do like you doing that.'

'There are more parts to you that can be very nice to touch, nipples and clitoris, for example.' Julie gasped as Gunnar illustrated his point, he softly ran his finger over the small nub. 'Such a small part of your body can bring so much pleasure.' Julie closed her eyes as Gunnar continued his stroking, she wondered what he was going to do next.

Gunnar looked at Julie, her eyes were closed and she seemed okay with him touching her. He moved a finger down and gently pushed it inside her body, Julie shuddered and moaned. 'You've liked what I've been doing, I can tell, you're certainly wet enough.' There was no reply from Julie, he trusted that she would tell him if she didn't want him to do anything so he carried on. He slipped another finger inside her and slowly began to move them. She was definitely aroused, he rubbed at her clit in time with moving his fingers. He saw Julie grip the pillow as she slowly moved against his fingers, he was in no doubt she was enjoying herself.

Julie heard herself moan, there was a pressure building up inside her body, she gasped and moved herself against Gunnar's fingers as fast as she could manage. She heard herself speaking in a voice that was much higher than her usual one. 'Oh Gunnar, oh, please don't stop.' He said something but words were no longer registering in her head, searing heat ran through her body and she felt herself fall into blissful release.

Gunnar felt Julie's muscles clench his fingers, he heard heard his name moaned a good few times. He pulled Julie's body to his own and murmered in her ear as he stroked her hair, she hugged him back and he chuckled. 'What is it?' Julie's voice was still much huskier than normal.

'I told you he was doing it wrong.'

'I know, you were right.'

'So you enjoyed it then?'

'Yes.' Gunnar kissed her, he was quite happy that he had given Julie something her ex couldn't.

'That's not the end Julie, I have more for you.'

'Do you?' Gunnar nodded and took Julie's hand in his own, he placed them both on his thigh. He saw Julie's eyes flick down to where their hands rested, her gaze moved to his face. 'Only do it if you want to, I'll guide you if it helps make it easier.'

'Okay, I can give it a go, I might not be very good though.'

'You'll do fine.' Julie smiled, he could sense she was nervous, he would help her as much as he could, he wanted to feel her touch even more than he had before.

Julie let Gunnar take her hand and move it inside his trousers, he took a deep breath as she felt her hand make contact with the bare skin there. She felt him wrap her hand around his shaft. Julie knew that the events from earlier had caused the hardness she was now feeling. 'What do you want me to do?'

'I'll show you.' Julie let Gunnar use her hand, he moved it up his length and then down again, she listened as he gave her instructions on how he liked it. He guided her with his hand, showing her his personal preference.

Gunnar lifted his hand from Julie's and she looked up at him. 'Try it, have a go by yourself.'

'Are you sure, I might hurt you.'

'You won't, take it slowly.' Julie nodded and he lay back against the bed, she slowly moved her hand from top to bottom as he had shown her, he groaned as he felt her squeeze him gently. He noticed that she built up speed as she gained confidence, she was good at this. He thrust into her hand, he was going to drown in the pleasure of her touching him. 'Julie, stop.' Her hand stilled and he forced himself to form coherent sentences. 'If you don't stop then I won't be able to.'

'Oh,' she blushed as she got the meaning of what he was trying to say.

'You're very good at that.'

'Thank you, I don't think I'll be broadcasting that skill though.'

'Best not to, I want to keep that skill for myself.'

'I see.' Gunnar rolled Julie onto her back, he pinned her hands into the covers and pressed his body against hers. It was time for the next step.

'Julie,' Gunnar's voice whispered.

'Yes?' She licked her lips unconsciously and he pressed a kiss to them.

'I want to make love to you.' Gunnar's statement made Julie's heart race, there was something quite innocent in the way he said it. She nodded her agreement and he removed the last piece of clothing that was hiding her body from him, his own trousers followed and he tickled his fingers up her thighs. Gunnar slid a finger between her folds. 'You're still wet enough, good, I don't want you to be uncomfortable.' Gunnar parted Julie's thighs gently. 'Are you sure?'

'I'm sure.' He buried himself inside Julie's body and held himself still.

'Still okay?' Julie nodded and he moved himself inside her as deep as he could go, he captured her eyes with his own and kissed her gently.

Julie felt her breathing hitch as Gunnar moved deep inside her, it was nothing like how it had been before, it felt wonderful, his thumb was playing with her clit, her nerves were on fire with the pleasure of it all. She heard him groan, his eyes closed, she moved her hips up to meet his thrusts. 'My Julie,' he whispered. He kissed her and she moaned into his mouth as she came around him. 'Oh Gunnar,' she gasped, she had never felt pleasure like it.

Gunnar buried his head into Julie's neck as he lost some control over his movement, Julie's orgasm had sent him almost spiralling out of control, he was so close. He moved as deep as he could and kissed Julie hard as he gave into to his own release. He moved his head back to Julie's neck, he felt her hand reach up and stroke his hair. 'Gunnar?'

'Give me a moment.' He didn't want to move, it had been a long time since he felt this complete.

Julie carried on stroking Gunnar's hair, she was quite content to let him stay where he was. Soon enough he lifted his head and gently parted their bodies. Julie pulled the quilt up around them and cuddled into Gunnar's waiting arms. 'My Julie, I don't want to let you go,' he said.

'So don't.' Julie reached up and switched off the lamp. They had nowhere to be, they could both sleep in tomorrow. 'Goodnight Gunnar.'

'Goodnight, my Julie.' She could get used to that nickname, she liked the idea of being his.