THE AMERICAN PATIENT

Chapter XI – That loving feeling

Romano reached for her face as the towel hit the floor and pushed her backwards until they were pressed up against the door.

"Let's be clear here Lizzie, shall we. Why exactly, do I not need to take a shower?" His mouth was almost touching hers; she could feel his breath, warm against her face.

"Because Robert, I've had a little think and realise, I now know what I want." She breathed heavily.

"And are you gonna share that little decision with me?" He let go of her face and placed his hands either side of her shoulders against the door, pinning her there.

"Can't you guess?" she said, her voice low.

"I want to hear it from your mouth, I'd hate to presume anything," he said, glancing down at her body. She followed his eyes down before her hands gripped his face, pulling it back up. They locked eyes.

"I want YOU, Robert."

He felt his heart skip a beat and thought his knees might give out.

"Oh, you've had me Elizabeth, for more years than I care to mention." Then he kissed her hard on the mouth as his hands tore into her hair, pulling her roughly down to him.

And there it was. Passion. She felt it ignite and race through her body leaving no part of her untouched; it was all consuming. The intensity shocked her to her very core, and an almost primal moan escaped her mouth. Elizabeth grabbed his shoulders and crushed him to her as she thrust her tongue into his mouth. They dropped to the floor kneeling, desperately clawing at one another, their mouths hungrily devouring each other, before going in search of other flesh like the neck, the shoulder, the collarbone, then back to the mouth. Her nails tore into his back, raking at the bare flesh, making him gasp. Robert pulled his mouth away long enough to whisper in her ear, "God, you're beautiful."

He stood and pulled her up, reaching for the door handle before spinning her round, opening the door in the process. Then they came together again, their mouths meeting impatiently as Elizabeth started shoving him out of the bathroom into the hallway.

Romano reached a hand to the back of her neck pulling her down to him, then moved his mouth away from hers and let his tongue explore the ivory curve of her neck. She moaned with pleasure and flicked her own tongue to his ear before nibbling at it, eliciting a groan from him that excited her even more than she thought possible. She gasped and stepped away from him, her hands pressed flat against his chest, trying to catch her breath. They stood staring at one another breathing heavily; she could feel his heart thumping strongly against her hand, a reminder of the love that he felt for her.

This is it, she thought. "The point of no return."

Robert, sensing her hesitation reached out a hand to her cheek and said gently, "This is a decision only you can make, Elizabeth."

His hand was warm and strong. She smiled and moved her own hands to his broad shoulders, spreading the palms flat before running her nails slowly down his firm arms, leaving a trail of goose bumps, until she reached his hands.

"There is no decision to make Robert...this..." She placed his hands on her hips and he wrapped his arms around her. "This is out of both our control."

Then she kissed him ferociously, biting at his lip and tongue, pulling him towards the bedroom, their hands and mouths starting the ritual of exploration once again. They cleared the door and Robert kicked it gently to with his foot before pushing Elizabeth down onto the bed where she lay on her back.

He drank in the sight of her before inhaling deeply, then smiled broadly revealing dimples.

"I think you're overdressed for this particular party, Lizzie. If you'd care to allow me?"

She returned the smile, as he took the step towards her that closed the gap. He kissed her sensually on the mouth before rolling her gently over onto her front. Unzipping the dress he slipped the garment from her shoulders, pulling it down gently as she hunched herself up slightly to make it easier to remove. Then he unclasped the bra before climbing onto the bed straddling her; he lowered his mouth to her bare back and kissed the soft skin in teasing trails all over, as he slid his hands beneath her and cupped her breasts, caressing them in a firm grasp. Elizabeth let out a moan of pleasure before rolling herself over, underneath him. Romano took in the sight of her exposed breasts, her bare stomach and sat back, a look of wonderment on his face. She opened her eyes and chuckled at his expression, before sliding herself further up the bed and tossing her bra to the floor.

"Leaving the job half done, Romano?" she teased.

He smiled then, shaking himself out of his trance, before removing her stockings and panties then elaborately tossing them over his shoulder.

"Better?" he smirked, before lying down and covering her with his own naked body. They both gasped at the sensation, the newness of it all exciting and tingling. She grabbed his head and began to kiss him frantically, the desire for him growing stronger within her, shocking her once again; never had she wanted someone so badly.

Romano pulled his head up and smiled before whispering into her ear, "Slow down, we've got all night, y'know." He lowered his mouth back to hers and kissed her slowly, sensually, his tongue leaving no part of her mouth unexplored, as his hands explored the most private parts of her body. She kissed him back in likeness, and her hands raked down his back until she reached his ass and ground herself against him. Romano pushed two fingers inside her, and gasped at the warm wetness that welcomed him. She moaned loudly, as he slid his fingers around inside her, and gripped the bed cover as he moved his body down hers, kissing her breasts, then her stomach until he withdrew his fingers and replaced them with his mouth. Elizabeth arched her back as his tongue slid into her and she reached down and grabbed his head forcing him deeper into her.

Her head pounded and she lost herself in waves of pleasure, as he expertly sucked and licked, his hands moving back up her body, kneading her breasts. She locked into a rhythm, guiding his head with her hands until she could stand it no more and pulled him roughly out of her.

She brought his head up and looked into his smoky eyes, with a look of utter lust. Romano grinned and wiped a hand across his mouth, before climbing back up her and kissing her fully on the mouth.

"You taste fantastic." He whispered into her ear as she wrapped her legs around him. Robert took the hint and arched his back, before slowly pushing himself into her, filling her completely. Both shuddered at the sensation before locking into a rhythm of their own, as if they were old lovers, well versed in what pleased the other. Slow at first, deeper and deeper with each thrust building up until the pleasure was immense. The heat emanated off them, as they loved one another until riding the wave on a crescendo, they came as one. Elizabeth's scream of pleasure was quickly muffled by Romano's mouth, as he moaned his own release into her.

They lay together, arms wrapped around each other breathing heavily in the quiet air, their bodies warm and glistening from their exertions. Romano rolled off her onto his back, taking her hand in his and holding it up, elbow resting on the bed.

"Wow," he whispered, turning his head sideways to her.

Elizabeth turned at his voice, a contented smile on her face.

"You liked that, then?" she purred.

He pressed his lips to hers in answer. They kissed again, Elizabeth giggling a little.

"Y'know, I don't know if laughing at the man you worship after mind blowing sex will do much for his confidence, Lizzie."

"Who said anything about worship?" she asked all pretend indignant. Robert pulled a disappointed face, which only made her laugh more.

"You're not helping my ego here!" he pouted.

Elizabeth stopped laughing then, and rolled over onto him looking him square in the eyes.

"Well, then let me rectify that for you."

She smiled and kissed him tenderly on the mouth before starting again. "I'm laughing because I'm the happiest I've ever been my whole life.... and your ego Robert Romano, which incidentally is too thick to damage, should be the size of the Empire State because," another kiss, "I love you."

Roberts smile threatened to grow beyond his face as he pulled her mouth to his and kissed her with as much feeling as was humanly possible, and then some more.

"I love you too." He moaned into her ear, before rolling her over and loving her all over again.

TBC