Saturday Evening

Standing outside the door to their room, Harry placed the key in the lock before turning to look at Ruth. "Stay here."

Meeting his gaze with confusion, Ruth looked around the hall and then into the darkened room. "Why?"

"Because there's something I need to do and I have to put these bags down first. So stay here."

"In the hall?"

"Just for a minute."

"But in the hall? Couldn't I stand just inside the door?"

Laughing, Harry leaned over, brushing her lips with a kiss. "No. You need to stay here."

Frowning, she watched as he stepped through the doorway to the small suite he'd booked. A moment later a light flicked on and she saw him setting their bags on the settee before turning back to her. As he crossed the distance from settee to doorway, he did away with the jacket and tie he'd been wearing as well as his shoes.

"Comfortable?" she asked as he stopped next to her.

"Almost."

"May I come in now? Or is there something else you need to do first?"

Without warning, Harry swept her into his arms; smirking as she let out a small squeal of surprise and wrapped her arms around his neck. "No, you can come in."

Heart beating faster than normal, Ruth breathed out, "What are you doing?"

"Carrying you across the threshold. What does it look like I'm doing? Stepping over said threshold, Harry turned and used his foot to kick the door shut before looking down to meet her eyes. "Now, if you could do me another favor and kick off those ridiculously high heels you insisted on wearing, I'd be forever grateful."

Shaking her head, Ruth smiled but did what he asked; one shoe landing in his, the other somewhere under the desk.

As he reached the bed, Harry carefully lowered her to the mattress. Arms still wrapped around his neck, she smiled as he leaned over her; weight supported on his arms; and grinned down at her.

"Now Ms. Evershed, I'd like..."

"It's Pearce." she said, cutting him off with her own grin.

"What?"

Pulling her left hand from around his neck, she held it in front of his face; rings glinting in the soft light of the room. "This, and that signed piece of paper you kept sneaking glances at through dinner when you thought I wasn't paying attention makes it Pearce, not Evershed. You couldn't have forgotten that fast."

"No, that's not something I could forget." Eyes shifting from the ring to hers, he grinned; a predatory look in his gaze. Holding her gaze, he slowly wrapped his mouth around her finger, his tongue running along the side of it as he gently sucked.

"Oh!" she gasped as sensation flooded her.

Letting the finger slide from his mouth, Harry kissed the palm of her hand before running his tongue up to swirl over the pulse in her wrist. Following her racing heart beat, he leisurely trailed kisses and nips up the length of her arm. Reaching the top, Harry lifted his face until his lips hovered over hers.

"I love you Mrs. Pearce."

Fingers twisting in the hair at his nape, she grinned. "I love you too Mr. Pearce. Now shut up and kiss me." Lifting herself up, she met his lips with hers.

Never one to deny her, Harry met her lips with his, kissing her sweetly for the moment. Tongue tracing over her lower lip, he slowly slipped it inside on her sigh and brushed it against hers. Shifting his weight to his knees, their kiss deepened as he slid his hands back along her shoulders. Finding the zip to her dress, he slowly lowered it; fingers brushing along her spine.

Pulling out of the kiss, Harry trailed his lips along her chin, her neck, the curve of her breast bone as he peeled the white cotton lower, exposing the white lace of her bra. Smiling, he nuzzled his nose against her soft skin, breathing in the subtle scent of soap and skin. Suddenly he wrapped his mouth around her hardened nipple and sucked, teeth nipping gently on the puckered flesh.

Ruth arched her back as she cried out. The combined feeling of his moist mouth and teeth along with the rough lace of her bra creating sensations deep within her. Fingers still twisted in his hair, Ruth pulled him away.

"I need you inside of me." she whispered at his look. "Please."

"Demanding little thing today, aren't you?" he asked though the grin on his face let her know he was kidding.

Divesting them of the rest of their clothes, he was soon hovering over her; his erection teasing her. Fingers brushing her cheek, Harry leaned down and kissed her, his tongue sliding between her parted lips as he continued to tease her.

With a frustrated groan, Ruth reached her arms around him and pulled him flush against her; her hips lifting as he brushed against her moist hear. Impatient, she reached down between them, stroking him lightly as she guided him into her. Sighing at the feeling of him sliding into her, she wrapped her legs around his hips and arched her back; pulling him even deeper.

At the frantic pace she was setting, Harry knew he wouldn't last long. Moving his hand to her clitoris, he massaged her in time with each thrust. He felt her body tense then spasm as her climax overtook her. Thrusting one last time, he climaxed; face buried in her neck.

Slowly, reality came back to him, and he realized his weight was pushing her into the mattress. Sliding his arms around her, he rolled them until she was draped over him. Eyes a heavy mix of lust and exhaustion, she smiled at him.

"I love you." she mumbled.

"I love you too; now sleep."

AN: This is the last bit of April; a bit of smut. Next will be May. I'm hoping to have some up tonight but we're settling in for Hurricane Sandy here in the Philadelphia Region and we've been told to expect power outages so it might be later than tonight.