REFLECTIONS
BY QUASI9
Disclaimer: I don't own Frank Donovan or the team; the rest of the characters are mine.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: 25 years
Feedback: yes Quasi9@msn.com
CHAPTER 22
Samantha was thinking about the first time she and Frank actually attempted sex together. He had given her pleasure in a gentle way; she would have never believed it could be so sweet.
They lay side by side with her head on his shoulder; she had calm down and was relaxing in his arms. She ran her fingers over his chest circling his nipples then descend down to his lean stomach just above his boxers. She was just about to slip her hand under his boxers, when he grabbed her hand and brought it to his lips. She looked at questioningly.
He said, "Now is not the time."
"But I wa.." She was cut off when his fingers skimmed over her lips.
"Shhh." He cooed.
She darted out her tongue to touch his fingers as they traced her mouth. She was unsure of what to do.
It was so sensual, that Frank felt himself starting to respond to her touch. He removed his hand and pulled her as close to him as physically possible. Samantha snuggled up against him and soon she was asleep.
After a little while she woke up and felt the bed empty beside her, "Frank?"
"Yes, sweetheart I'm right here."
She rose up, got up off the bed, and walked up behind him said, "What's wrong?"
"Just thinking." He answered.
"Care to elaborate?" She asked.
He sighed heavily; indecision was never a problem for him until now. He was always in control especially when it came to emotions and now he wasn't sure when it happened. Meeting Samantha by chance was one thing, but loving her crept up on him. If he told her, he took the chance of her running and she just started trusting him.
"Alrighty then. Obviously you don't want to talk about it." She turned to put some clothes on when Frank spoke.
"What if I told you I'm in love with you?" He whispered.
Samantha stopped dead in her tracks, her mind trying to comprehend what he just declared. She never expected that declaration so soon from him, didn't know how to answer it and the tears silently escaped her eyes.
Her silence seemed like eternity to him, he felt her slipping from him the longer it continued. The need to reinforce what he just stated became urgent; he turned and walked up behind her.
He circled her waist and drew her to him, kissing the back of her neck. He was ready to feel her stiffen as usual but what happened next surprised both of them.
She turned in his arms and put her arms around his neck and beckoned him to kiss her. He could taste the salt of her tears with her sweetness. She parted her lips for him to enter and in that second, they were lost.
She broke the kiss, led him to the bed and said, "Love me."
Frank didn't need any more prodding or foreplay, when he made his entry into her body it was all consuming. Once she adjusted to him, she met him thrust for thrust, moan for moan, and both reached "the stars" simultaneously,
Jake and Wesley left Frank and met Raquel in the hall to finish up the last minute details. Frank took one last look in the mirror and went to seek his wife.
Frank entered the room noticing that Samantha was deep in thought, just took this time to gazed at her. He thought after twenty-five years, she still beautiful as the first day he laid eyes on her.
Frank held her close after they made love; once they caught their breath he turned to her and said, "Will you marry me?"
"Again." Samantha heard and turned to see that Raquel had departed but Frank was standing behind her.
"Absolutely without a doubt." She smiled as she swept by him heading downstairs.
BY QUASI9
Disclaimer: I don't own Frank Donovan or the team; the rest of the characters are mine.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: 25 years
Feedback: yes Quasi9@msn.com
CHAPTER 22
Samantha was thinking about the first time she and Frank actually attempted sex together. He had given her pleasure in a gentle way; she would have never believed it could be so sweet.
They lay side by side with her head on his shoulder; she had calm down and was relaxing in his arms. She ran her fingers over his chest circling his nipples then descend down to his lean stomach just above his boxers. She was just about to slip her hand under his boxers, when he grabbed her hand and brought it to his lips. She looked at questioningly.
He said, "Now is not the time."
"But I wa.." She was cut off when his fingers skimmed over her lips.
"Shhh." He cooed.
She darted out her tongue to touch his fingers as they traced her mouth. She was unsure of what to do.
It was so sensual, that Frank felt himself starting to respond to her touch. He removed his hand and pulled her as close to him as physically possible. Samantha snuggled up against him and soon she was asleep.
After a little while she woke up and felt the bed empty beside her, "Frank?"
"Yes, sweetheart I'm right here."
She rose up, got up off the bed, and walked up behind him said, "What's wrong?"
"Just thinking." He answered.
"Care to elaborate?" She asked.
He sighed heavily; indecision was never a problem for him until now. He was always in control especially when it came to emotions and now he wasn't sure when it happened. Meeting Samantha by chance was one thing, but loving her crept up on him. If he told her, he took the chance of her running and she just started trusting him.
"Alrighty then. Obviously you don't want to talk about it." She turned to put some clothes on when Frank spoke.
"What if I told you I'm in love with you?" He whispered.
Samantha stopped dead in her tracks, her mind trying to comprehend what he just declared. She never expected that declaration so soon from him, didn't know how to answer it and the tears silently escaped her eyes.
Her silence seemed like eternity to him, he felt her slipping from him the longer it continued. The need to reinforce what he just stated became urgent; he turned and walked up behind her.
He circled her waist and drew her to him, kissing the back of her neck. He was ready to feel her stiffen as usual but what happened next surprised both of them.
She turned in his arms and put her arms around his neck and beckoned him to kiss her. He could taste the salt of her tears with her sweetness. She parted her lips for him to enter and in that second, they were lost.
She broke the kiss, led him to the bed and said, "Love me."
Frank didn't need any more prodding or foreplay, when he made his entry into her body it was all consuming. Once she adjusted to him, she met him thrust for thrust, moan for moan, and both reached "the stars" simultaneously,
Jake and Wesley left Frank and met Raquel in the hall to finish up the last minute details. Frank took one last look in the mirror and went to seek his wife.
Frank entered the room noticing that Samantha was deep in thought, just took this time to gazed at her. He thought after twenty-five years, she still beautiful as the first day he laid eyes on her.
Frank held her close after they made love; once they caught their breath he turned to her and said, "Will you marry me?"
"Again." Samantha heard and turned to see that Raquel had departed but Frank was standing behind her.
"Absolutely without a doubt." She smiled as she swept by him heading downstairs.