Hey everyone

Dry Jan came to an abrupt end this weekend so as you can poss imagine I'm a little fragile. Plz review to help me stay emotionally stable - this was a little different for me.

Also this update is sponsored my Lauren C's calling out skills ️

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CHAPTER TWENTYTWO

The journey back to the farm house felt like it took forever: lust was coursing through the two and they wanted nothing more than to tear each other's clothes off, so they had to sit at opposite ends of the car for fear of taking things too far if they were closer.

As they pulled up, they quickly exited the car and ran towards the house. Closing the door behind them, Henry threw Elizabeth up against the wood and kissed her hard. Their passion over took as they made their way through the house towards the kitchen, pulling at each other's clothes, desperate to feel skin on skin.

Bumping up against the kitchen island, Henry lifted a semi-clothed Elizabeth onto it and pushed her back, as his mouth travelled down her neck and chest. The coolness of the counter and the fire Henry was creating inside her set her senses alight. She groaned out loudly as she took her breast in her hand and squeezed, Henry noticed this and batted her hand away, growling, "Mine, don't touch. Do you hear me?"

Henry, in primitive mode and in control, aroused her immensely. If any other man ever spoke to her like that, she was certain she would kick his ass, but Henry wanting ownership of her body gave her a confidence she didn't know she wanted. Henry's voice pulled her back out of her thoughts "Elizabeth, answer me," he commanded.

"Yes, all yours. Just for you, Henry," she cried out, needing him to continue. Having her surrender to him made him harder than he ever thought possible. His mind wanted to take it slow and savour, her but his body had other ideas. Reaching under the cup of her bra and taking a nipple in his mouth, he sucked hard and bit down eliciting a loud groan and thrust of the hips from Elizabeth.

He reached behind her and unclipped her bra, letting her breasts fall free, as he started to undo the buttons on her jeans; he quickly removed them along with her panties. He observed her, laying splayed out on the kitchen island and ready for him to make her feel amazing. He couldn't believe how lucky he was. She was watching him too and saw him rake his eyes across her and go somewhere in his head; she smiled at the effect she had.

"Henry, please, I need you," she pleaded pulling him from his thoughts.

"Sorry baby, I just can't get over how sexy you are and how lucky I am."

"Well, why don't you show me then"

Pulling her hips to the edge of the counter, he entered her and set a quick pace as they both groaned loudly at the connection. He used his hands to hold her hips while he thrust into her repeatedly. Her back arched every time he hit her tender spot and she could feel herself rising quickly.

He watched as she bit her lip, making him want to feel her lips on his. On the next thrust, as her back arched, he slipped his arm under her and pulled her up towards him, connecting their lips and delving his tongue inside to taste her.

"You are so fucking sexy, baby. You make me harder than I've ever been in my life," he whispered into her ear and she felt her body melt into his as she wrapped her arms around him and rested her cheek against his. "You feel so good Henry, don't stop."

She matched him, thrust for thrust, a few more times, before he pulled out and lifted her down from the counter and turned her around. They hadn't tried this position yet and her body stood on a hair trigger, as her breasts rested against the cold granite of the island. He stood behind her and trailed kisses down her spine and slipped his hand in front and rubbed small circles on her clit.

She was getting more and more impatient and frustrated; she wanted to feel him at this angle and he was taking too long. "Henry, I swear to God if you do not get inside me now, I am going to finish myself off," she demanded, unwilling to deal with his teasing any longer.

Henry chuckled as he leant across her body, grabbing a fistful of hair and urging her to back up towards him as he whispered in her ear, "Never, that is my job now and my job only," he buried himself as deep as he could. The feeling of fullness from the new angle and the slight pinch from where his hold on her hair made her scream out in pleasure.

"Tell me what you want, baby, tell me what you want me to do," he grunted as he made slow and shallow thrusts into her.

Her mind was reeling from all the sensations and the sound of his voice, "Harder, baby, fuck me harder please."

Heeding her direction, he plunged himself into her as hard and fast as he could, keeping a firm grip on her hair as he used the other hand to roll and pinch her nipples. He could feel her walls start to close in around him and knew she was close.

"Are you going to come, Elizabeth? I want to hear you," With that, she screamed out his name as the sensations got too much and she felt the pleasure wash over her body. Hearing her name on his lips as she fully let go without the fear of being heard was immensely erotic and Henry's undoing as he thrust twice more into her and emptied his seed, claiming her as his.

They both sagged to the floor as their sated bodies could no longer hold them up. Henry pulled her back close into his chest, and they waited until their breathing had evened out.

"That was..."

"Yeah it was," Elizabeth replied and started to giggle before turning herself around to face him and kissing him gently.

"So, stud, ready for round two?" Elizabeth asked as she winked at him and got up, making her way out of the kitchen towards the stairs with a sway of her naked hips. Henry, transfixed by her and unable to speak as he watched her move, just sat there.

Looking over her shoulder because he didn't answer, she watched as he stared at her. With her best coy look, she asked, knowing full well the reaction it would elicit, "Well, are you going to sit there staring or are you going to come and get what you claimed as yours not 10 minutes ago? Or should I just do it myself?" This snapped Henry out of his daze immediately and he growled as he started to pick himself up off the floor and make his way to her, "Elizabeth, don't you dare."

As he closed in on her, she laughed and made a beeline for the stairs, "You better come stop me then," she shouted back at him and he ran after her to catch up, taking two steps at a time.

They spent the rest of the night and most of the next day in bed, experimenting and getting to know each other's bodies fully. As their time to leave was drawing closer, they lay tangled in each other's limbs on the sofa watching the fire roaring, neither wanting the weekend to end.

"Thank you for an amazing weekend, Elizabeth, and thank you for opening up and showing me these little hidden parts of you. I really loved getting to know more about you and who you really are outside of DC."

"I really loved having you here, Henry. I'm going to miss waking up and knowing you are with me."

There was that love word again, both of them sailing past it as if it didn't make up the three words they both yearned to say to each other, but fear stopping them each time.

He pulled her in for a soft kiss, "I'm going to miss that too baby,"

They gathered up their belongings, locked up the house and made the journey back to the city, savouring the last few hours they had together before being separated. As they pulled up to the brownstone to drop Elizabeth off, Henry clasped her hands in his and looked her in the eye, he didn't want to leave her, "Elizabeth, I...I...I"

Elizabeth watched as he struggled to find the words be wanted; cupping his face, she leant in and rested her head on his and whispered "I know, me too," she kissed him softly before getting out of the car and making her way into her house. Stepping inside, she felt cold and empty without Henry's warmth and she didn't like it, she didn't like it at all.

By the time Henry had reached home, he had a plan for their next date and it required the help of the President of the United states. He was worried he would be over stepping but he knew how Conrad felt about Elizabeth's happiness and Henry was confident he would be willing to help.

As he stepped through his front door, he hardly had his bags dropped before he had his phone out to call her,"Hi, baby, I miss you already,"

"Hhhmmm I miss you too" Elizabeth smiled as she settled herself into bed and listened to Henry unpacking his things and getting himself ready for bed, even this brought her enough comfort to drift off to sleep with Henry taking up full residence in her thoughts as normal.