Wow all those great reviews yesterday really helped me remember why I enjoyed writing fan fiction so much this past summer. Big warm-cozy-thanks to everyone who reviewed! I still have more of a story to tell, and I really didn't expect to tell this part of the story here, but hey TPTB can drive a person to do all sorts of unexpected things. I know it's short.
Just deal.
Enjoy.
—Christina.
Romano climbed forcibly atop Elizabeth without their kisses breaking. Her hands pressed hard against his back pulling him closer until her fingertips grew white pressure. Romano's grabbed at her waist, clutching the linen of her pants, dangerously close to ripping them off.
Elizabeth's mind raced. Ella was sound asleep. She wasn't on-call tonight. And even if she were, her pager was safely stowed upstairs. Nothing will stop us this time. This would be the first time that she had been with anyone since Mark and while she worried about her own performance, she knew from their foreplay that Romano would be spot-on in his love making. This is going to be magical. She thought leaning her head back against the couch and letting Romano explore her neck with his warm tongue and nipping, teasing teeth. Nothing will stop us this time. She repeated to herself. And then to him, she pleaded, "Robert don't stop. Not tonight."
Robert had to catch himself. Stopping was the furthest thing from his mind, but now that she had brought it up
He pulled back from her, and as her arms went up to him, pulling him back, he took a strong hold of her wrists. Their hands stood shaking with desire and restraint between them. "Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Elizabeth," he stared so deeply into her eyes she had to turn away at the sincerity of it. "This changes everything." He let go of one of her hands and gently turned her cheek to read her face. He saw tears brewing.
"Robert." She took a deep breath that caught in her throat, stifled. "Please, Robert," she turned her gaze to the floor to find the words, "Don't ask me if I'm sure. Just keep me from waiting." She turned back to his eyes on her own this time, "Please."
It wasn't what he had expected, but it was enough assurance for him to gently, cautiously, carry her up her stairs and keep them both from waiting any longer.