WARNING: Graphic Sexual Content

Luke began to relax and breath easier when he realized she was there. She would take care of him, she always did. Everyone before her had insisted he be their hero, but she was his hero every time. He doubted he would ever get the chance to even the score, but right now he didn't care. He just needed her so much. He held his hand out to her and she came closer.

"Tracy..."

"Sh... Sweetheart, don't talk."

"I don't know what they did to me... I'm sorry I didn't stay safe like you asked."

"It's okay, I'm here now."

"They gave me something. They want something."

"Don't talk, Honey. Just let me take care of you. Where does it hurt?"

"Just my ribs. They broke a couple I think."

Getting up from him, Tracy walked over to the table and got some cloths and a clean basin of water. Bringing a stool with her, she returned to where her husband lay and carefully sat down beside him. She watched as he winced but he didn't complain.

"I'm just going to have a look. Lie still."

"I'm sorry, Tracy. I didn't want this to happen."

Tracy smiled at him and leaned in to kiss him. She didn't want this to happen to him either but at least she was with him now and together they were always better than one alone. Slowly so as not to cause more discomfort, she unbuttoned the remainder of his shirt.

"It's bad, isn't it."

"Well, they did a number on you, that's for sure. I'm just going to wash you up and put a bandage on the cuts. Then I'll wrap you to keep everything in place."

"Look at you, who would have guessed Ms. Tracy Quartermaine was Florence Nightingale in disguise."

"Don't kid yourself. If they hadn't have done this I might have considered it myself. You were supposed to be more careful that this. But I guess that's another broken promise."

Luke put his hand on top of hers to still it. Looking deep into her eyes he tried to convey his love for her.

"I'm really sorry, Baby. I don't like this either. I never wanted you involved in this part of life. You deserve so much better."

"I agree, but I'm here now so lets just get on with it."

Luke smiled as he lowered his hand and allowed her to care for his wounds. A few times he had to suck in his breath as she cleaned the cuts, but he didn't say a word. Her hands were so gentle and quick to their task. Here was yet another side of his wife that was new to him, although it shouldn't be he realized. She had taken care of him while he was in the hospital last fall. Fussed over him and made sure he was comfortable. His silver-spooned princess knew her way around and he was so grateful to have her in his life.

Ever so gently, Tracy bandaged the cuts then helped him sit up. She took the rest of his shirt completely off and started rolling the long strip bandage around his chest. He gasped a little as she pulled it snug, but he knew she had to. Once the deed was finished he did feel better. He was able to breathe more deeply without having a flailing chest cavity.

"You are the most amazing woman ever, Wife." Luke said as he reached up and stroked her face.

She leaned in a kissed his hand. "Don't ever forget that, Husband."

"I've missed you so much" he said as he continued to stroke her face. There honestly weren't words to express how much it hurt to be separated from her. He could only show her how happy he was that she was back with him.

Slowly he pulled her towards him and began kissing her face and lips.

Tracy pulled back just a bit to look into his eyes. "Are you sure? You've really been hurt and I don't want to make it worse."

"You'll be gentle"

Laughing, she reached behind him to stroke his back, "Okay, but just this once."

He held his chuckle deep in his throat as he brought her lips to his again. The weeks of separation made their joining all the sweeter. He couldn't get enough of the taste of her and his hungrily kissed every part of her face. She met him point for point as she always did, and groaned as he found her erotic spots. He always went for her neck with good reason. Tracy found it hard to remember to breathe as he nibbled on her ear and down the side of her neck. Right behind her left ear was the most sensitive spot of all and he attacked it with abandon.

Her skin started to glisten as the heat of the hut and the heat caused by her husband started to overwhelm her. She was dressed too warmly for the climate anyway, and quickly divested herself of her clothing. Standing up to remove her skirt, she watched as her husband tried to remove his torn pants but couldn't.

"Here, let me do that. Let me do this for us this time."

Luke removed his hands and watched his wife unzip his pants then pull them from his body. His boxers were next as she shimmied them down and threw them in the pile with the rest of their things. Standing again he watched as she reached behind herself and unclasped her bra. The sight of her did what it always did, and Luke could feel the blood rushing to penis as it surged to life. He opened his arms to her and she willing went towards him.

Gently lying down on top of him so as not to hurt his broken ribs, Tracy began nuzzling him once more. This time it was Luke who was breathless as she worked her tongue over his skin. Slowly she licked along his collar bone, nipping at a few places then kissing to sooth her bites. She held herself above him so he could feel the sweet weight of her breasts as they hung down and caressed his skin. Nipple against nipple, she used herself to massage his chest. He was in heaven.

He tried to grab her and bring her into his mouth but she moved just out of his reach. Smiling seductively she bent over and started teasing his left nipple to erection instead. He groaned in pleasure as the sensations worked their way through is body. Every cell was on fire as she continued to stroke his skin, making her way down his body and his arms.

Skin against skin, they both glistened in the setting sun. He wanted to pull her back to his mouth so he could continue tasting her, but she had other ideas in mind. Stroking the length of him, she ran her fingertip along the vein under his penis. She watched his face as he closed his eyes and sucked in a slow, shallow breath. Smiling contentedly to herself, she took the full length of him and encircled it with her hand, pulling ever so gently as she squeezed tighter. He knew what she was doing and he smiled at the feel of her.

Moving closer she kissed the helmeted tip and started licking around the rounded edge. Again she heard her husband hiss out a long breath between his teeth. It had been far too long since she had been able to dispense this pleasure. In one quick move, she took all of him in her mouth and started to slowly suck him as her tongue continued to flicker around the shaft. Working up and down she could feel him stiffen even more. She fondled him between his legs with one hand while the other kept a firm grip on him. His breaths were coming in shorter gasps and he laid there and enjoyed his wife's oral talents.

As quickly as she had begun, Tracy stopped and Luke felt a momentary disappointment while she repositioned herself. Reaching between them to make sure there wouldn't be anything obstructing their way, she straddled his hips and lowered her core, engulfing him completely with one thrust. She stilled for a moment as they both adjusted to the new sensations. Luke looked up into her smiling face and again wondered how this woman came to be his.

Not waiting for an answer he place his hands firmly over her hips, his fingers pushing slightly into the flesh of her buttocks. Stroking his forearms, Tracy started to move up and down almost allowing him to fall out of her before firmly descending again. Their eyes remained locked much as their bodies were, deeply penetrating the other with every thought, every emotion, every movement.

Quickening the pace, Tracy leaned forward and held on to his upper arms. She bounced vigorously as her husband began to buck under her. Riding him with the last of her strength, Tracy reached her climax and took Luke with her. Blood thundered through their bodies and they roared in harmony, then taking one last breath, Tracy collapsed over his body, panting.

Luke reached into her hair and rubbed the back of her neck. Even with a promise to be gentle, his wife did things to him that were anything but. Holding each the other close, they gasped for breath as they stroked each other.

"I love you, Spanky."

Tracy said nothing. She simply leaned over and kissed him, then got up from the bed. Luke was starting to feel the pain in his chest again, but his time the ache was different. He knew she was leaving and he was powerless to stop her. Silently he watched as she dressed herself and picked his clothing up from the floor, placing it beside him on the bed.

He couldn't move as he watched her move towards him one last time and kiss him.

"Come home to me, Sweetheart. I can't live without you."

"Tracy..." he whispered... "Tracy!!" He could hear the screaming in his ears but no sound could be heard around the small hut as the second occupant left through the opened door.

...

Back in her office, Tracy awoke with a start. She was sweating and had a hard time catching her breath. Closing her eyes she could almost feel him. She thought she could hear him call her name and she smelled him on her. Her body felt as though they had just made love, but she knew that was impossible. He was still alive, that was the important part. She knew he was still alive and trying to get home to her.

"Hurry, my love... I need you..."