Chapter Four:

I feel her lips reach hungrily for mine. I feel my body tense. I feel my emotions explode, and I feel her. The only thing in this world that matters anymore. Her.

Pressed against the wall, Clarice ran her hands over him. Running her tongue over his, feeling his lips pressed on hers, she moaned in delight. Unable to contain herself, she looked him in the eyes, breaking the kiss, and walked over to the bed.

"Dr. we can either stay pressed up against that wall, or we can sit here, comfortable. You wouldn't expect me to be as rude as to let us stand, our first encounted in seven years, and be uncomfortable?"

He smiled at her, pleased by her remark, and walked to the bed where she sat. He felt her hands reach for his face, and he was pulled into another delightful kiss. Her hands wandered to his shirt, and she carefully unbottoned and freed him. Looking over his chest, she kissed his neck, and lied him down on the bed. Kissing down his chest, and biting him along the way, her hands moved over where her mouth had left.

Moving back to his mouth, she sat on him, legs strattled on either side of him, and removed the top to her suit.

I am sure she heard me stop breathing, and felt me shudder. I drink in her beauty now, and rest beneath her, only praying she will go on.

Kissing his mouth again, she nibbled on his lip. She got off of him and freed him from his pants next. Removing her own bottoms, she looked at him, almost seeking approval.

I sense this, and stand. Pressing myself against her, flesh and flesh touching, I whisper to her, "My dear, you are the single most beautfil creature on this planet."

I calmed her senses.

Roughly she puses him to the bed, and practically jumps onto him. Kissing his neck, and kissing his lips, he rolls her over, and looks deeply into her eyes. She closes them as his fingers dissapeare into her, and runs along her silk. His fingers come out, and her eyes remain closed.

"Look at me."

She does not respond.

"Look at me Clarice."

She openes her eyes, and he thrusts himself into her. She screams in delight, as her nails grip onto his back. Thrusting into her harder and harder, she screamed out her ectasy. Dropplets of sweat gathered on Dr. Lecter's face. He heard Clarice scream out, her body shaking, and her face resting.

Seconds later, two more thrusts later, Dr. Lecter let go of his own orgasm, and rested ontop of his Clarice.

Gathering her in his arms, they rested...falling asleep together in sweaty sheets, and a room full of the scent of love.