Throwing her down on the bed, he struggled to undo her bra underneath her sweater, she had her legs straddled around his waist, his hips in-between her legs, her arms were clasped around his neck, 'Need a hand?' she asked him, a few seconds of waiting for her bra to be finally unhooked, he wasn't normally this slow at it. 'I think it's this bra…' he complained, she couldn't help but laugh. He kneeled on the bed now, letting her take her bra off herself, he watched as she unhooked her bra and threw it across the room, leaving the rest to him. 'Its not like you to not be able to work the bra Gellar…' she told him, placing her hands back to their original position, around his neck. 'Don't blame me, blame the bra…' he told her, laying her back down again and resting on top of her, his hot lips touched her collarbone, he kissed every area of her neck, moving down to the valley in between her breasts, she felt his erection increase every second, she was throbbing all over with excitement and a burst of energy rushed over her, she wanted to dominate him. She normally let him take control, which she enjoyed but she couldn't help but want to swap roles for once, let him be underneath for once. Her top was now off without her being aware of him pulling it over her head, his erection was now sticking into her waist, it was like he was a teenager again, usually men took longer for it to happen, not him.

She quickly moved him to her side, her right leg wrapped around him so he was locked in the position, her hands swiftly moved to his crotch area, she wanted his pants off quickly. She tugged at his belt, once that was off his pants were easy to pull down, before she even gave him a warning, her hands were down his pants, something she hadn't done for him in a while, she heard him moan, hopefully with satisfaction. That part was over in seconds, she felt his heart beating through his shirt and sweat was pouring from his face, she kissed him hard on the lips as he slipped his tongue inside her mouth, their tongues touched, he bit her bottom lip as the kiss came to an end. She guessed it was time now for him to let control again, 'enough?' she asked, his face said it all, he was more than satisfied with her. 'More than enough.' he told her, pushing her back down to return the gesture. They were both aware that Emma was only in the next room asleep, usually they would agree to leave it till another time, but it had been over a week since they had shared a moment like this together, if she woke up, they would stop. Hopefully.

The feeling of the man she loved inside her was something she could never explain, it was something so personal with Ross, it wasn't just sex, it wasn't just anything, it was more than that. He thrusted in and out of her, keeping it slow, he was always careful not to hurt her, she always admired him for that, any other men she had been with were too busy pleasing themselves to even care about her, the times with Paolo were good at the time, but thinking back now, it wasn't as good as she had thought.

Before they had started having sex, they suddenly remembered that if they still both were thinking of having children, they wouldn't need a condom. So they hadn't used one, she had never ever not used a condom with anybody, and somehow it felt even better without one, it was a different sensation. As they reached a climax, she almost scratched his bare back with her nails; she let out a moan at the very end as he rolled away from her body, his arms still wrapped around her. They lay together for a few moments, getting back their breath; he wrapped the silk sheet around them both and squeezed her tightly. 'Love you….'. He told her, kissing her on the top of her head, there wasn't a day that went by that he didn't tell her that, but she never expected to hear it from him, he didn't have to say it because she knew it just by looking at him. 'I know you do, and you know I love you right…' she said, she didn't say it as much as he did, she wasn't the type of person to express her feelings with words as such, she only had to give him a look to let him know, she hoped that he did know. 'Of course I know, and I want you to know that I will never stop loving you Rach, even when we're older, I'm going to keep telling you, and god help you on our wedding night…' he joked. The thought of a wedding made him feel overwhelmed, sooner or later they would get married after all this time, he hoped it would be sooner rather than later. 'Rach.'. He said, wanting to ask her a question, when she didn't answer, he looked next to him where she was laying, now with her eyes closed, she had fallen asleep already. 'Typical…' he said to himself. She was even more beautiful when she was asleep, if that was possible. And he couldn't help but stare at her when she slept, sometimes she would realise he was looking at her, and catch him out, but she had only just fallen asleep, she would be asleep for a while now, he could stare forever, and ever, and ever.

The woman next door, her strawberry blonde hair and the most amazing smile, she had always been outside at the same time every morning to hang out the clothes on the washing line, sometimes her boyfriend would join her outside, sometimes even kiss her and fool about in the garden. The little girl, assumingly their daughter would sometimes be outside with her mother on an afternoon when the father was at work, they were the perfect neighbours really.

5 months of them living there, and only once had the neighbours been by to welcome them or see how life in Scarsdale was treating them, today the older woman next door was going to make an effort to go round there, or maybe just speak to the young girl across the fence when she came out this afternoon. '…Richard, I'm going to pop round next door hopefully later on to see the new neighbours…' the woman told her husband, 'new neighbours? They've lived there for months…' her husband pointed out. That was exactly why she was making the effort, they would probably think the neighbour hood was a bunch of snobs, well, not her family. 'I've not seen them, they moved in when I went away right?' the man asked his wife, curious about these neighbours next door, he didn't know anything about them. 'Yes, they moved the week after you went away sweetheart, and seeing as you've only been back a week…you haven't been out that door, the chances of you bumping into them are rather small' his wife told him, insulting him on his laziness since he got back from his work related trip across the world. 'You should come with me later on, I would love it if you came with me…' she hinted. 'We'll go around at 3ish, the young girl is normally home then..' his wife told him.