Chapter 3 of 3 today … don't miss Ch 32 and 33.

* M RATED * Honeymoon continued … STEAM warning! I apologise if you don't like it so skip ahead if you don't want to read it. Some people like it … some people don't.

(Chapter 35 is finished but I need to edit it so it will be up tomorrow and then I have to get back to Remember.)

(5/11/2018)

CHAPTER 34

Elizabeth and Jack got to the hotel by late afternoon and they barely looked at the room as they both kicked off their shoes and collapsed onto the king bed exhausted from the long day of travelling.

"I've been sitting around all day and I'm still tired" Elizabeth said as she rolled onto her side looking at Jack.

"Let's go get some dinner organised and then we can have an early night."

Elizabeth grabbed the information book off the side table of the bed.

"They have room service. Let's do that. Then we can chill out while we wait."

"Deal."

Elizabeth ordered two meals off the menu and was advised that the food would be a 40 minute wait.

"What should we do while we wait?" Jack asked, still laying flat on his back looking up at the ceiling.

"I can think of a few things …"

"Like?"

"Sleeping."

"Or?"

"Watching tv."

"Or?"

"Exercising."

"You want to go to the gym? Now?" he said in surprise.

Elizabeth stood up going to the door of the huge marble bathroom. Jack could tell that she was scoping it out before she turned back to him.

"That was not the type of exercise I was referring too."

Elizabeth pulled off her sweater and slowly undid her jeans while she watched him. She undid her bra and after sliding the straps over her shoulders, she let it dangle from her finger before it dropped to the floor.

"Of course, if you would rather stay there, that's fine" she said before disappearing into the bathroom.

Jack jumped up from the bed, discarding his clothes quickly as he followed her.

They ended up eating their dinner on the lounge in front of the gas fireplace. Elizabeth was dressed in a robe while Jack had pulled a t-shirt and sweats on to answer the door when their food arrived. Once their meals were finished, they curled up together, sinking into the lounge. Elizabeth's head rested on Jack's chest and they talked until the heat of the fireplace overcame them.

Elizabeth woke in the early hours of the morning feeling cold but not wanting to move. In the end the large king size bed with a warm quilt kept calling to her, so she stood up, peeling herself away from Jack's body. He groaned, probably at the loss of heat.

Elizabeth pulled him by the arm. "Come to bed, babe."

Jack groaned again but stood up still with his eyes half closed and allowed himself to be led to the bed. Elizabeth tucked him in before crawling in on the other side, thankful that the bed had a heated blanket on it and she instantly fell asleep.

They had been so tired that night they hadn't pulled the curtains closed and they woke to a bright winters' day. Elizabeth walked to the window and saw a fresh blanket of snow and the chairlifts were already running with people dotted the slopes. Elizabeth was suddenly excited, not having been on a snow trip for two years.

"Jack! Come on. Let's go" she said moving toward the bathroom.

"Go? Go where?" he mumbled, still half asleep.

"Boarding. Come on. It looks like there's fresh powder."

Elizabeth went into the bathroom, showering quickly and came back out wrapped in a towel. Jack was sitting on the edge of the bed, his head in his hands.

"Wake up, sleepyhead."

She went to her bags and rifled through until she found her thermals and snow pants.

Twenty minutes later, they were heading out the door with all their gear.

"What about breakfast?" Jack asked, still not thinking straight.

"We'll grab a coffee from downstairs. I saw there was a Starbucks next door."

Sure enough, they found some coffee and after grabbing a quick bite to eat, they were ready to hit the slopes.

They pulled out a map and headed for a blue run to warmup a bit, lining up for the chairlift. Once on, Elizabeth sat close to Jack, grinning at him despite the cold.

"This is so fun!" she exclaimed.

Jack would admit she was cute when she was excited, except for the fact that he still wished they were in a nice warm bed. Together. Exercising.

"We haven't started yet."

"I know but I'm so excited."

"I'm a bit rusty. It's been a few years. Go easy on me."

"I'm the same. We'll be fine."

They skated off the end, sitting down to strap their other feet in on their boards.

"You ready?" she asked eagerly.

"Sure. Lead the way."

Jack watched in awe as Elizabeth gracefully maneuvered her snowboard in front of him, practicing her turns but soon plucking up the courage to be more adventurous, she disappeared from view.

He had been following her and wondered where she vanished to and the next second she came flying in off a side track, nailing a jump in front of him and continuing ahead.

Of course, she would be amazing at this. Is there anything she can't do?

Jack was doing alright but was a bit stiffer than Elizabeth. He reached the bottom moments after her, watching as she swept down and stopped impressively at the base of the run.

"Let me guess" he asked as he skated over to her. "You're going to say it's like riding a bike?"

"Awesome, hey? Perfect conditions" she beamed back at him.

"Yeah. I need to warm up a bit more though."

Elizabeth pulled him closer. "I can help you with that" she said in a low voice.

Jack grinned at her. "Not that type of warm, but I'm counting on that later."

He couldn't kiss her because their helmets were in the way so instead they were left with flirting.

"Come on hubby. Let's go again."

"Alright wifey."

Elizabeth grinned at him and they headed for the lift line. After a few more runs, Jack was feeling a lot more confident and was beginning to remember his time boarding in his school break a few years before. Everything was flooding back. Before long he was following Elizabeth down a black run, having a few tumbles along the way but nailing some jumps. Elizabeth's enthusiasm for it was contagious but after a late lunch they decided to call it a day as the weather began to close in and the wind picked up.

They got back to their room, dumping all their gear in the drying room. Jack helped Elizabeth pull her boots off and before he had even put her last boot on the rack, she bolted out the door.

"Shotgun the shower" Elizabeth yelled as she ran laughing toward the bathroom.

Jack gave chase. "No way. It's a double shower. You can't have the whole thing!"

"Sure I can" she said laughing as she turned on both taps.

It was a rush then as both of them were stripping off their wet, sweaty clothes. Jack pulled his top off quicker and slipped into the water ahead of her.

"No, no, no" Elizabeth was squealing as she struggled to peel off her sports bra before she finally got it off and joined him.

Jack had his head hanging back letting the water run through his hair.

Elizabeth stepped under the other shower head, while watching Jack, still not quite believing that he was her husband. He opened his eyes and smiled at her.

"See there's plenty of room for both of us" he said stepping closer to her, still not touching.

She saw his eyes wander over her. Elizabeth poured some shampoo into her hand and quickly washed her hair. She closed her eyes rinsing it out before reaching for the conditioner. Jack's hand beat her to the bottle.

"Let me?"

Elizabeth nodded, turning around.

She felt Jack's hands glide over her head, his fingers running over her scalp, massaging the conditioner into her hair.

"You had fun today?"

"Yes. It was amazing. Loved every minute."

"Even when you had that huge stack off that jump?"

Elizabeth looked over her shoulder to see him grinning at her. "Oh, you saw that did you?"

Jack laughed. "Of course, I saw it! I was racing over to you when you got back up and kept going. You gave me heart failure!"

They both laughed as Elizabeth rinsed her hair out. She closed her eyes for a moment but when she opened her eyes again, Jack was standing in front of her staring.

"What are you looking at?"

"Nothing. I'm just appreciating what's in front of me."

"So are you just going to appreciate it from there?" she said as she reached her hand out, her fingers running up his chest, making their way up his neck, her thumb grazing over his lips.

"How did I get so lucky?" he whispered.

Elizabeth stepped in closer, her hand wrapping around his neck before she paused in front of him. Their bodies were close but barely touching, her lips were just a centimetre away from his.

"I'm the lucky one" she whispered back.

His lips collided with hers then, his arms wrapping around her waist and their bodies pressed together, trying to get closer to one another. There was no room for water to run between them, instead it pooled on their chests. Elizabeth's lips parted as Jack's tongue pressed against them. He ran his tongue inside as she gripped his neck.

"I want you" he mumbled.

"I'm yours."

He hit the tap for the shower and pulled her closer, leading her toward the door. He hit the other tap and as soon as they were out, she was about to grab her towel when he was lifting her clean off the floor, heading for the bedroom.

"Jack, we're all wet" she giggled.

"I don't care. I can't wait any longer. I've wanted you all day."

They barely made it out the bathroom door when they ended up on the carpet, rolling around on top of one another, their bodies coming together with renewed passion.

The following night, after a long day on the slopes, Elizabeth emerged from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her.

Jack was sitting on the end of the bed in his jeans. She walked past him toward her suitcase but he reached out, pulling her onto his lap.

"Should we go get some dinner?"

"I guess so."

"You're not sure?" he said as his hand slipped through a gap in her towel, trying to find her skin.

"I'm happy right here, in front of the fire."

Elizabeth's towel began to fall away as his hand forced it open. It dropped down, pooling around her hips, leaving her upper body bare.

"I'll tell you what. I will go organise some dinner if you stay right here, as you are."

Elizabeth giggled. "Exactly like this?"

"Uh huh."

"Topless?"

"The best way."

"Okay." She stood up. "You better get moving."

Jack hurriedly threw on some clothes, grabbed his wallet and dashed out the door. He found an Italian place on one of the lower levels and ordered two pasta dishes, bread and some ice-cream. He waited patiently, sitting on one of the available seats, one of his knees bouncing all over the place. His thoughts were solely consumed by his wife waiting upstairs for him.

When he finally made it upstairs, he rushed in, putting the food on the table and glanced around for her.

"Babe? Food is here."

"Okay. I'm coming."

She reappeared in a white satin robe.

"You were supposed to be waiting here … as you were" he said watching her approach him slowly. He could see her eyes sparkling as she got closer.

"Well, I just thought that it would be too distracting if we're supposed to eat dinner."

She took a seat at the glass table and waited for him to serve the food. She did have a point.

He opened the containers of food and pulled out some plates and cutlery for them to use before putting the ice-cream in the mini-freezer. He served her some chicken bosciola and sat down opposite her with his spaghetti bolognese and only then did he realise what she was wearing. The robe had fallen open as she leant over to take a bite of food and he saw what appeared to be a corset emerge underneath the robe.

He drew his eyes away, staring at the plate of food in front of him. Unfortunately, when his eyes dropped downward, he could see what was waiting for him underneath the glass table as well. Elizabeth's tanned legs were crossed but the robe fell open at the top of her thigh. The only thing holding her robe together was the sash at the front and it wasn't doing a great job.

"What are you trying to do to me?"

"What?" she asked with a blank expression on her face.

"Don't act all innocent."

Elizabeth smirked at him. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Jack shook his head as he continued eating. Actually it was more like shovelling.

Elizabeth however was taking her time, eating slowly. Watching him with curiosity. How a simple white corset and robe could have caused this behaviour.

"Don't eat too fast, Jack. We're not in a hurry. We have all night."

"All night?"

"Uh huh. No rush" she reiterated, as she twirled the fettuccini on her fork and held it out for him to taste. He leaned in to taste her dish.

"Mmm. That is good."

"I know, right."

He did the same, twirling his spaghetti for her to taste. He held it out for her and she leant in to take a bite.

"That's really good too."

Their conversation went back to their day on the slopes and what they were planning for the rest of the following day.

"There is a heated spa downstairs too."

"We will definitely have to check that out. I'm a bit sorer today."

"I don't know. I don't want anyone else seeing my gorgeous wife and getting jealous."

Elizabeth laughed at him. "The same could be said about you, my dear."

"My dear?" he said laughing loudly.

"What's so funny?"

"We will sound like an old married couple if we start calling each other dear."

"I guess you're right. That's what my parents used to call one another."

They were both quiet at the mention of her parents. Jack took her hand across the table.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes. I'm fine, Jack."

"You can talk to me, if you need to. I know you've kept everything bottled up in regards to your father."

Elizabeth hesitated. She didn't want Jack to feel guilty about coming between her and her Dad.

"I just wish they could have been there on Saturday. I hadn't always dreamt of what my wedding dress would look like or who I would marry but the one constant was that my parents would have been there and my father would have been there to give me away." A stray tear escaped, rolling down her cheek.

"Oh Beth" he said, standing up and coming around to her side. He pulled her up and wrapped his arms around her. "I'm sorry."

"I don't want you to apologise. It's not your fault. I put the full weight of the blame onto my Dad."

Jack didn't say anymore but he held her tight and her head rested against his chest.

"That's enough of that. Let's sit by the fire."

"Good idea."

Elizabeth led the way and they took their seats on the lounge, Elizabeth leaning into Jack's chest as they stared at the flames.

"Do you think when we get a house together we might be able to get one with a fireplace like this?"

"I'm sure that can be arranged."

"Are we just going to stay in my place for a while?"

"I think so. I want to show you something when we get home though."

"What?"

"There's a new estate near the hospital and the school that I thought we could look into."

"To buy a house?"

"Actually, it would be to build a house."

"Really?"

"Yes. What do you think?"

"Sounds perfect."

"We can have whatever we want then. Four or five bedrooms. A large lounge room with a fireplace. A master suite. Anything."

"Five bedrooms? What would we need five bedrooms for? You said you didn't want kids with me. Will they be for our fur babies?"

"I didn't say I didn't want kids with you, I said I wasn't sure about having kids altogether."

They were quiet for a moment, both of them thinking. Elizabeth broke the silence.

"You said no kids at all but will you at least think about foster care? You know first hand what these children need. A safe place to go, even temporarily. We have the ability to do that. I'm not talking straight away but maybe once I've neared completing my degree we could look into it."

Jack didn't want to ruin the mood by saying an outright no and having to deal with her being upset and angry for the rest of their honeymoon.

"Maybe. We'll consider it once you're closer to finishing your studies."

"Okay. Good idea."

They stayed there for a long time just holding one another, talking every now and again. Eventually Elizabeth stood up.

"Let's go to bed." She held out her hand to him and he took it, following her to the bedroom.

The mood had definitely shifted since their earlier conversation, so Elizabeth pulled her robe tighter around her. Jack sat down on the side of the bed as she walked into the bathroom to clean her teeth and get ready for bed. She accidently dropped the toothpaste tube on the floor and bent over to pick it up. When she turned back toward the bedroom, she saw Jack watching her with a puzzled expression on his face.

"What's wrong?"

"What are you wearing?" he asked, with a faint smile.

"Oh, it was just something I thought you might like. Why?"

She stood in front of him now and he reached out his hand, pulling her closer to him using the tie on her robe. He untied it slowly and let the material fall open. He ran his eyes over her appreciatively.

"Turn around." He must have seen her own surprise. "Please" he said nicely.

Elizabeth turned around and then realised why he had looked at her like that. 'Mrs Thornton' was written across the back of her underwear. He must have seen the writing and wondered what it said.

Jack roared with laughter.

Elizabeth turned back around. "Why is that so funny?"

"I just didn't expect it … all I saw was H-O-R and wondered what the rest of the letters were!"

Elizabeth's eyes went wide. "What did you think it said?" she asked, her voice going up a notch at the end in surprise.

"Well, you can imagine what I thought but I couldn't understand why you would be wearing them. But these …" his hands ran over her hips, pulling her closer before they rested on her backside. "… these are much more appropriate."

Elizabeth rolled her eyes at him. His hands moved over her firmly but slowly, taking her all in. He stood up, leaning in to graze his lips over hers. The kiss was gentle, almost like a caress. He pulled his shirt off as his lips came back to hers, their kisses intensifying quickly. Jack pulled her back to the bed and as he sat down she saw that he'd removed the rest of his clothes. She didn't even know when that had happened. She was too distracted to notice.

His hands continued to roam over her, pulling her by the hips so she stepped between his legs.

"I thought we were going to bed" she whispered as his hands ran over her.

"We are."

He turned her around and slowly undid the hooks on the corset, pulling it off her and tossing it on the floor as she turned back to him. His fingers slid under the elastic of her briefs, pushing them down too.

Jack pulled her closer to him, his hands slowly guiding her, as she moved her legs on either side of him. One of his hands ran along the side of her leg, hooking behind her knee, helping her to sit over him as the other leg followed.

His hands wrapped around her waist, drawing her body closer to his. He looked up into her eyes and her hand grasped the side of his face, leaning down to meet him. She kissed him slowly, her tongue lingering over his lips. His mouth ran down her neck, covering her in slow, deliberate kisses. Elizabeth knew that Jack loved her and each time they were together she thought it was amazing, but it seemed to just get better and better.

Jack pulled her closer and she felt him underneath, ready and waiting for her. She hovered over him, lowering just enough so that the tension built between them. His hands were still tightly around her but he drew her against his chest rather than downward as he kissed her lips again, his tongue running along her upper lip, his teeth tugging at her.

She made him work for it and when she finally parted her lips, his tongue slid between them, running into her mouth and she met it with her own. The kiss wasn't gentle anymore and the desire was evident. Elizabeth's nails dug into Jack's scalp and as she lined her hips up over him, he pulled her downward gently and she followed through, taking him inside her.

They both groaned in pleasure and as their lips met momentarily, Elizabeth took the lead, rocking into him slowly, the noises from both of them erupting around them. Elizabeth sat back from him, looking down into his eyes.

"I love you" Jack whispered, looking up at her.

"I love you more" she said smiling down at him, her breathing ragged from everything that was happening.

"Impossible."

They stared at each other for a long time as they moved together slowly, just enjoying themselves and the sensation of being together.

Jack ran his hand down her neck, trailing down her skin to her breast where his hand stayed, holding her firmly. His mouth covered her other breast while his tongue teased her. She rocked into him harder, driving her hips and he met her as their rhythm increased.

Elizabeth couldn't think anymore, instinct had taken over as they moved together, until he rolled her over flat onto her back and rushed into her. She cried out as her body responded, going taught like a stretched rubber band. She held him tight to her as the feeling overtook her body.

"Jack" she screamed. "Jack!"

He shifted his position, trying to help her. Her body froze and it felt like forever as she held her breath until she reached her peak and Jack shuddered against her at the same moment that her body released like a rubber band snapping.

Elizabeth could feel his weight heavy on top of her, but she herself felt weightless and unable to comprehend anything at that moment.

Jack couldn't move a muscle. He knew he must be crushing his wife but his mind and body seemed to be disconnected at that moment.

He could smell her shampoo and her body soap, a mixture that he was so familiar with that it made him feel like he was home. He reluctantly pulled off her, only just making it to her side as he curled into her. He was exhausted from the entire day, but deliriously happy. And satisfied. Really satisfied.

He never knew he could love someone as much as he loved Elizabeth. She was his missing puzzle piece. The perfect fit.