WARNING! This is a chapter of pretty much pure physical connection for Henry & Elizabeth (Yes, SMUT... I do mean smut!) They are celebrating and it's their first time away together... So I'm just getting it all out there in one chapter... If it's not your thing, please skip it…. Thank you so, so much Teaismyqueen for reading through this and tweaking it so it was perfect… I am in awe of your writing skills xx
Henry followed the trail of clothing left by his wife-to-be, picking them up as he went. Shoes, socks, jeans, her sweater that still held the strong scent of her perfume, the bra that always drove him crazy as it gave her the most incredible cleavage... And finally her panties which she had purposely left hanging on the bathroom door knob. He stood in the doorway, watching her recline in the bubbles... Her eyes closed and cheeks flushed from the warmth of the water... She was mesmerising. The cottage was old and had retained many of its original features, the bath being no exception. It stood alone in the middle of the room and although relatively deep, wasn't exactly built for the taller person. Her long legs were bent slightly and her feet were resting either side of the taps.
Her eyes slowly opened and a huge smile crossed her lips when she saw him watching her "What are you doing McCord?"
"I'm looking at you."
"I can see that...Enjoying the view?" She shifted her body upwards slightly, her breasts now free from the bubbles that had been shielding them from his gaze.
"You have no idea." He could feel himself getting hard and had no doubt in his mind that she knew it too.
"Why don't you come and join me?"
"I'm not sure I'd be able to control myself."
"Good... That's what I'm counting on." She gave him a look that made his heart want to leap out of his chest and pure passion began coursing through every fibre of his being. She evoked such strong emotions in him… The desperate need to protect her….His overwhelming devotion to making her happy… And the deep, carnal desire that almost drove him crazy whenever he was with her…. He couldn't control it and when she wanted him, he had no resolve.
He removed his sweater and met her eyes as they traced an invisible pattern down his torso and landed on the sizeable bulge that was now straining aggressively against his jeans. The way she wanted him was like an addiction, a drug that he just couldn't get enough of and the more she fed his desire, the more he needed her.
"You're taking too long, I'm getting impatient." The way she was digging her teeth into the flesh of her bottom lip was goading him. "And when I'm kept waiting Henry, I take matters into my own hands." He watched her as she tilted her head back and traced her fingers down her neck, across her collarbone and then began playing with her left nipple, rolling it between her fingertips as it hardened, making her gasp a little. He made quick work of removing his jeans and his mouth was agape as he watched her hand disappear under the water and a soft moan escape her lips. With no conscious thought, his own hand snaked downwards and started stroking the rock hard length that was demanding attention. His thumb moved across the tip, spreading the pre-cum down the shaft as his pace quickened and grip tightened.
Elizabeth glanced over at him and the sight of him touching himself was like a shot of lava in her veins. She inserted two fingers inside herself and her head fell back against the porcelain bathtub "Aaaahhhhhh… God."
Henry could see exactly what she was doing and as much as he wanted to grab her and take her right there and then, watching her bring herself to orgasm was just too damn hot.
"Keep going baby, tell me how good it feels."
His own climax was building quickly and he had to steady himself, gripping the countertop with his spare hand as his wrist action became increasingly jerky.
Elizabeth was panting heavily and whimpered as her thumb starting moving in tight circles against her clit
"Oh god Henry… Uhhhhh." Her hand was moving rhythmically and with a precision that Henry was in awe of.
"Fuck baby.. You're good at that." As the volume of her moans increased and her breath became ragged, he knew she was close and let his eyes slip shut, tugging on his pulsating cock as hard and fast as he could manage. "Elizabeth…Let me hear you."
"I'm right there…. Come Henry."
The deep, guttural cry he let out as he shot his load into his sweaty palm pushed Elizabeth closer to the edge. And as Henry opened his eyes, he watched her climax, her back arching out of the water and her feet pushing hard against the bathtub "Oh god yes… ohhhhhh Fuck;"
Her whole body shook and having cleaned himself up, he moved to kneel by her side, peeling the stands of wet hair away from her face. "I have never seen anything as hot as that in my whole life."
Her eyes stayed shut but she let out a chuckle "Glad you enjoyed it."
He watched the water travel up and down the valley between her breasts, as her chest continued heaving from her orgasm and he could feel his arousal beginning to build once more "Please tell me you do that while I'm away?"
She opened her eyes and and they were sparkling with pure silver "What do you think?"
"Good god alive…. I don't know how I managed to find you, but I'm not ever letting you go."
"Glad to hear it McCord… Now will you please stop talking and fuck me?… we haven't got that much time left together, I need you inside me."
Henry lifted her out of the tub and her legs instinctively wrapped around him, although she was still wet and keeping her grip was proving something of a challenge. Henry plunged his tongue into her mouth, the sudden sensation making her moan in appreciation. Her feet dropped to the floor and she turned away from him, leaning her body over the countertop. Glancing over her shoulder, she smiled seductively, a silent plea for him to make a move. Pressing his chest against her back, he pulled her upright, wanting his hands to wander, to touch her, to play with her body. He cupped her breasts, squeezing them gently and letting his thumbs tease her nipples. The warmth of her skin was delectable and the all so familiar stirrings of arousal were presenting themselves as his cock found a second wind, swelling and hardening as his fingertips flicked and tweaked her hardened buds.
His hands moved away from her breasts and skimmed her rib cage, making her squirm a little as his ghosting touch tickled her skin. One hand moved up to her shoulder, holding her in place while his lips pressed soft kisses against her neck, nipping the skin with his teeth and then soothing the soreness with a tiny licks. His other hand found its way to her center. She arched against him as he parted her folds, feeling the ever present wetness warm on his fingertips.
"You are always so ready for me." His breath on her blazing skin made her tremble
"That's because you constantly turn me on." Her voice husky, quietly laced with arousal...He spread her arousal over her clit and she unashamedly ground her hips against his hand, desperately needing some kind of friction "Henry… Come on."
Taking his cock in his hand, he pumped himself a few times before lining up against her heat. He continued rubbing her clit as he thrust into her, filling her completely.. "Aaaahhhh...Jesus Henry."
He placed a kiss on her cheek "I'm sorry baby, did I hurt you?"
"A little… But I kinda like it… Make me come Henry." He adored hearing her say things like that...She could get him so riled up with the filthy words that escaped her when sweet Elizabeth became sinful.
If that's what she wanted, who was he to deny her… Especially when he knew he'd be right there with her… And nothing felt better than coming inside the woman he worshipped. He set a fast, furious pace, thrusting into her again and again. He was holding her tight against his chest, his arm wrapped around her body as he continued rubbing and flicking her clit. The double onslaught to her senses was pushing her towards an orgasm she wasn't sure she could handle. "Henry….".
"Relax sweetheart… I've got you" He moved his feet apart slightly, desperately needing more leverage "I've always got you."
Her pants and high pitched squeals were filling the room as pleasure coursed through her "Uhhhhh...Uhhhhh...I can't." She was contorting against him and almost seemed scared to let go.
With one more deep thrust, Henry sent her crashing head first into a vortex or ecstasy. "HENRY." The cry of his name sent a shiver up his spine, resulting in his own release shooting forcefully into her, his deep rooted groan leaving his throat as more of a roar.
Henry felt elizabeth go boneless in his arms and gently eased them both to the floor, taking her weight against his chest. "Are you ok there baby?" He looked at her and grinned. Her eyes were slammed shut, her cheeks crimson in colour and she was still intermittently jerking in his arms "Earth to Elizabeth?"
"Just..need..a second." She sounded completely sated, unable to form a coherent sentence.
"I only did what you asked me to." She could feel his lopsided grin against her bare shoulder as he spoke.
"I think you've fucked the bones clear out of my body… I can't get up."
Henry grabbed a towel and enveloped her in its warmth, Carrying her to the bedroom and depositing her onto the mattress "Sleep… I'll get dinner sorted." He was expecting her to protest, but she was out cold within seconds. He covered her with the comforter and smiled at the vision…. Pulling on his sweats, he closed the door behind him, leaving her to rest.
Dinner consisted of pasta and salad…. Henry figured after such exertion, a carb overload may be rather welcome. They ate in comfortable silence, stealing glances and sweet smiles as they enjoyed each other's company. Elizabeth loved how they could go from unrelenting passion to complete domesticity in an instant. She could envisage their married life together, the babies she wanted to make with him, the love they would share and her heart felt so full. She hadn't gone to UVA expecting to find someone who would turn her life around so completely. And for her very best friend in the world to also become the love of her life was something akin to the fairytales her mother used to read her as a child.
"What are you thinking about?" Henry reached across the table and tangled his fingers with hers, his thumb skimming the ring on her finger.
"How do you know I'm thinking about anything?... I could just look this vacant as a matter of course."
"You couldn't look vacant if you tried… There's far too much going on in that head of yours…And your nose wrinkles when you're deep in thought, even when you're dreaming."
"You have far to good of a read on me McCord."
"Well, I have been in love with you for a very long time, and when all you can do is watch from afar, you notice the little things."
Elizabeth moved across to tuck herself neatly into his lap "I love you Henry McCord and don't you ever forget it."
A mini make-out session ensued until Henry pushed her up, making her whimper.
"Dishes first… Kissing later."
"Are you always going to be like this?" She cleared the plates from the table and dumped them in the sink.
"One of us has to be…. I love you to the moon and back again Elizabeth, but you are so untidy."
"It's not untidiness, it's organised chaos."
Henry laughed at her "You really do have an answer for everything Adams."
Once the dishes were done, Henry retrieved the champagne from the fridge and popped the cork, making Elizabeth jump a little.
"I could get used to this…. Kinda beats beer and pizza on the floor of your apartment."
"There's nothing wrong with beer and pizza, especially when it leads to other things on the floor. And it's our apartment, what's mine is yours baby."
"Does that mean you'll leave me with your Marine sweatshirt when you go?… It smells like you and looks good with my jeans."
Henry rolled his eyes at her "You only want me for my clothes."
"Yep… And I've told you before, your tongue is pretty damn useful too."
"You didn't seem to need it earlier?"
"That's my engagement gift to you. A little visual to keep you going while you're away." The smirk She flashed him made his stomach flip.
"I'm going to have a shower…. Can you stay out of trouble until i get back?"
"I can't make any promises, but i spied some ice-cream in the freezer and I'm sure i can find ways to amuse myself… Don't take too long though."
Elizabeth was laying by the fire, wrapped in a robe and sipping her champagne. She was almost transfixed by the flames dancing and crackling and seemed lost in her own thoughts. The orange glow was the only light in the room and there was a cosiness that seemed to surround her. Her parents used to own a cabin, and she had vague memories of trips there before they died. Her and Will would go fishing with their dad and she would attempt to bake with her mom, usually watching instead of participating... But she could almost smell the cinnamon from the apple pie baking in the oven and the hot chocolate they would have before bed. She felt a tightness in her chest as their loss washed over her again, but she also felt a warmth that she had such good memories to look back on and now had a future to feel hopeful about.
Henry came padding in from the bedroom, his pyjama pants slung low on his hips and his chest left bare. The sight of elizabeth propped up on her elbow gazing into the fire was almost overwhelming. He hadn't wanted to think about having to leave her again so soon, but as he watched her deep in thought, a smile playing on her lips, he wished he could shut the world out and stay in that moment with her forever. The thought of not being with her was almost too much for his brain to comprehend and he suddenly felt an overwhelming need for her to know how cherished she was
"Are you ok gorgeous?" He placed himself behind her on the rug, pulling her body closer to his.
"I'm just perfect... Thank you for this Henry... I've never had someone take me anywhere before and I love it here."
"I promise I'll take you wherever you want to go in the world as soon as my enlistment is over."
"Please don't talk about that tonight... Can we just stay in our blissful bubble a little while longer?"
"Absolutely." He wrapped his arms around her and started placing soft kisses on her neck. He loved the way she automatically tilted her head whenever his lips touched her skin. And the breathy little sounds she made without even realising. Her body responded to his touch automatically, like they were just meant to fit together. She reached her arm around to grip the back of his neck and pushed her hips backwards into him. His teeth were nipping her earlobe as he whispered "I want to make love to you." He could see the corners of her mouth turn up into a smile
"That sounded very romantic." She rolled over onto her back and looked up at him,expecting his lips to meet hers… But he was just staring at her.
"Do you have any idea how beautiful you are Elizabeth?"
"You tell me all the time."
"But do you actually believe me?"
"What's got into you Henry…. Are you okay?" Her voice slightly higher as she worried about what's gotten into him suddenly.
"I'm in love with you." He simply stated. His voice so sure and even, it drew her into him, she could get lost in his words.
"I know babe… I'm in love with you too… That's why we're getting married." Her words a little shaky as she processed what he was saying to her.
"I want to make you feel good." His lips pressed against her temple gently, she relished the feeling.
"You always make me feel good Henry." She whispered
"No… I make you come, it's not the same thing…. Just let me show you." Elizabeth opened her mouth to voice her concern for him, but he silenced her with a kiss. The urgency they usually felt was now replaced with gentleness and control. Their tongues moved together in a well rehearsed, perfectly timed manoeuvre, the taste of the champagne in her mouth transferring to his own lips.
He pushed himself up off the floor and held out his hand to her, pulling her up with him. "Do you wanna go to bed?"
She shook her head at him and dropped her robe, her naked body illuminated only by the soft glow of the fire. "I want to stay here Henry."
He nodded his agreement and kissed her again before stepping away and dropping his pyjama pants. He sat on the floor with his back resting against the couch "Come here."
"Why?... What are you going to do with me?" Her usual cheeky smirk had been replaced with a sweet smile as she moved to straddle his waist.
"Elizabeth…."
"Slow and steady… I know… I've got this." She rested her hands lightly on his firm shoulders, the heat of his skin under her palms grounding her. Her knees were tucked tightly each side of his thighs and she shifted her hips ever so slightly before taking him inside her. His hard length pressing up through her warm centre, pressing on the sensitive nerve endings inside her. Just this one movement sent pulses of pleasure through her body as they became one.
She knew what he wanted… She wanted it too. Not attempting to move, she just looked into his eyes and smiled "Keep your eyes on me Henry… Always on me." She started moving her hips, keeping the pace intentionally slow, never breaking eye contact.
Henry was more than happy for her to set the pace, but rested his hands lightly on her hips to guide her movements. Their languid kisses were sensual and the sounds they were making were quiet and restrained yet in no way suppressed.
Their hips moved in unison as if they were always meant to fit together, the ecstasy slowing simmering within them, just waiting for the right time to be released.
"Elizabeth… Are you doing ok?"
She just nodded….No real desire to speak…. She had never felt as close to Henry as she did right at that moment and was in no hurry for it to end. Sex had always been fast and furious and not just with Henry…. She'd never experienced anything like this and it made her fall in love with him even deeper. Her eyes slipped shut and she let her other senses take control. She felt his smooth skin under her palms, she felt his hardness inside her and she could feel his lips on her skin.
Her body was telling her to move faster, to chase that building release but she didn't want it to end, she wasn't ready. She opened her eyes in a vain attempt to focus on something else, letting out a shuddering breath when she took in the sight of Henry below her.
Henry took hold of her hands, gripping them tightly 'Don't fight it baby."
"I'm not ready… This has to last."
He shifted beneath her, the slight change in angle making her throw her head back. "Fuck… Don't do it henry."
He chuckled at her reaction and then couldn't hold back, thrusting up into her, as deep as he could, feeling her muscles start fluttering against him, watching her as she started falling "Not yet." He pushed her onto her back and increased his pace… She was completely overwhelmed and started trembling beneath him…. "Henry… Oh god… I can't help it." Her whole body tensed as her orgasm washed over her. He wrapped his arms around her back as she arched into him, helping her ride it out, soothing her as she relaxed… Only to thrust into her again, chasing his own climax. As he felt himself coming, he pressed his fingers against her clit, vigorously rubbing until he felt her clamp around him… She tried to cry out as she clung to him but no sound came out… She could barely breathe and she was struggling to calm down.
Henry rolled onto his back and pulled her with him so she was laying against his chest "You are phenomenal."
She pushed herself up slightly and smiled down at him "Are you trying to fucking kill me McCord?"
""I knew you could handle it." He gently teased, his breath still coming in short sharp pants.
"That was beautiful and sensual… and messy." She pushed herself up, her legs still feeling decidedly shaky and took herself off to the bathroom, returning a few moments later with some tissue for Henry. Now dressed in her pyjamas she settled back down next to her fiancé, she closed her eyes and let herself drift off…..her mind wandered back through the day and It had been the perfect end to the perfect day…
She allowed herself this solace for a moment or two before her mind jerked her back to the reality of Henry leaving once again. Her fingers sought his skin and gripped a little tighter, she gave herself a moment to wallow before pushing his departure to the back of her mind. They still had a couple of days left together and ones that she planned to enjoy.