Alliances

Part 19

The bedroom was dark, as J.R. quickly dispensed with his clothing. The only illumination in the entire hotel suite came from the lights over the bathroom vanity some fifty feet away from the king-sized bed. J.R.'s eyes adjusted to the darkness, as he beheld the image of Sue Ellen, as she lay in her nightgown on top of the sheets.

Sue Ellen's breathing was increasing as she watched J.R. remove his clothing. Her pulse raced as she watched J.R.'s clothing fly off of him as if it were being blown away by a strong gust of wind. Sue Ellen's eyes widened, as she focused on J.R.'s tanned chest. The thatch of silver hair spanning the width of his chest caught her attention, and she bit at her lower lip.

J.R. was as handsome now, as he had been the first time he and Sue Ellen met. Perhaps, even more handsome to her, as his face bore the lines of distinction that can only come with the wisdom of the ages. J.R.'s steely blue eyes seemed to read her thoughts as J.R. grinned at Sue Ellen, while she anxiously waited for him to remove her satin gown.

Sue Ellen lifted her leg, and bent it at the knee as she lay on top of the sheets. J.R.'s eyes fell to her gown, as the leg opening slid down her thigh, revealing a generous view of Sue Ellen's hipbone. J.R.'s sharp intake of breath at her revelation made Sue Ellen flash him a wicked smile. J.R. lowered his hand to her leg, and leisurely ran his hand down her thigh, stopping at her hip.

Sue Ellen lifted her hips off of the bed to allow J.R. to remove her gown. J.R. gently rubbed his thumb over Sue Ellen's hipbone, making her twist her back toward his hand. Sue Ellen's writhing motions made it almost impossible for J.R. to delay his seduction, but he vowed to make it last as long as he could, leaving Sue Ellen begging for him to make love to her.

Sue Ellen whimpered, "God, J.R., . . . please?"

J.R. moved his hands to Sue Ellen's hands as she reached out for him. J.R. shook his head 'no', as he continued teasing Sue Ellen. She pouted, then smiled as she understood the reasons behind their delayed lovemaking. If J.R. wanted to seduce her, she would be willing and eager to let him. She too, could hold out, if necessary.

J.R. lowered his hand to the lacy hemline of Sue Ellen's nightgown, and slowly slid the lacy material over Sue Ellen's legs. The silky fabric of the gown was feather-light as it grazed over the skin of her thighs. Sue Ellen closed her eyes in an effort to avoid J.R.'s impassioned stare. Yes, she wanted him, but she had her own agenda, as well.

J.R. pushed Sue Ellen's nightgown down around her hips, as she lifted her body off of the bed while J.R. slid the gown up over her hips, and let it fall around her waist. J.R.'s eyes fell to Sue Ellen's lower half, and he nervously licked at his lips. His mouth was watering, but his lips were dry from his own erratic, heavy breathing and rapid heartbeat.

J.R. slowly entered Sue Ellen, as she slid her crumpled nightgown over her torso, and threw it over the side of the bed, not caring how, or where the gown landed. She was free of the gown's restrictions, and free to give herself completely to J.R.. Sue Ellen's gyrating hips connected with the thrust of J.R.'s hips. Sue Ellen arched her back, as she moaned at the incredibly erotic feeling of the way their bodies meshed together.

J.R. held Sue Ellen's waist in his strong, yet gentle hands. He was able to control the pace of their lovemaking this way, and Sue Ellen gave into his demands without reservation. Sue Ellen's fingers grabbed at the bed sheets, in spite of her best efforts to make their lovemaking last. J.R. moved his hand from Sue Ellen's waist up her torso, in between her breasts, stopping atop the swell of her breasts. He lifted her to him, and kissed the perfumed valley between her breasts.

Sue Ellen cried out J.R.'s name, as she fought against the increasing wave of desire that washed over her.

J.R. said, "No, Darlin' . . . wait for me, please?"

Sue Ellen whispered, "Oh, J.R., I can't!"

J.R. said, "Yes, you can, Sugar."

J.R. slowed down his rhythmic pace, and leered at Sue Ellen, as he pulled her back from the cresting wave. Sue Ellen reached her hands to J.R.'s shoulders, and grasped his collar bones. She held onto him, as if hanging on for dear life. She felt as if she were to let go of J.R. that he would be lost to her forever. J.R. pulled Sue Ellen into his arms, as he rolled over onto his back.

Sue Ellen straddled J.R. It was her turn to control their movements. Sue Ellen bucked her body against J.R.'s hips, as his eyes rolled back inside their sockets. J.R. bit at his bottom lip, drawing blood as his teeth sliced through the skin. Sue Ellen abandoned herself to his movements against her. Sue Ellen's shoulder-length, blond hair wildly flew about her head as she undulated her hips against J.R.

J.R. pulled Sue Ellen on top of him, as he arched his back at the apex of their lovemaking. They moaned aloud, sated and exhausted from their overtly heated and sensual odyssey.

Sue Ellen collapsed on top of J.R. He laughed heartily, pleased with himself, and his ability to give Sue Ellen so much pleasure.

Sue Ellen softly said, "Oh, J.R., you are so good."

J.R. pulled Sue Ellen's hair away from her eyes, and said, "I try, Sugar. It's easy when I'm with you."

Sue Ellen said, "Thank you for the beautiful flowers, and the incredible surprise, J.R."

J.R. sighed, and said, "Believe me, Honey. The pleasure was all mine."

Sue Ellen's mouth placed delicate, angel kisses all over J.R.'s expansive chest. J.R. idly ran his fingers through her hair, pulling her hair away from her eyes. Sue Ellen's usually hazel-colored eyes appeared dark brown, as she met J.R.'s enraptured gaze. J.R. took inventory of Sue Ellen's features, making an indelible impression in his memory of the angelic way she looked after their lovemaking.

Sue Ellen asked, "What are you thinkin' about, J.R.?"

J.R. blinked his eyes, and said, "I was thinkin' about how lucky I am to have you back in my arms, and back in my life, Sue Ellen. I can only hope that you have some idea of how much I love you?"

Sue Ellen was moved by J.R.'s honesty, and hungrily kissed his open mouth. J.R. held her around her waist, as he rolled her over onto her back. J.R. returned Sue Ellen's kiss with his own increasing need for her. J.R. took Sue Ellen once more, feverishly thrusting his hips into her. Sue Ellen's response to J.R.'s need was as desperate for him, as his own insatiable, and aching hunger for her.

J.R. and Sue Ellen let go of each other, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. J.R. ran his hands over his face, wiping at his perspiration, before it ran into his eyes.

Sue Ellen's breathing returned to normal, and she said, "That was even better than the last time, J.R."

J.R. chuckled at her compliment, and said, "Thank you, Sue Ellen. I'm glad you didn't mind me surprisin' you tonight."

Sue Ellen rolled over, onto her side, and asked, "Are you serious? I would have been terribly lonely sleepin' in this bed all by myself, with nothin' but dreams about you to keep me company."

J.R. played with a lock of Sue Ellen's hair. He liked the blond highlights. They added depth and dimension to her face, not that Sue Ellen needed anything to add to her refined beauty. She grew more stunning with each passing day. J.R. considered himself very fortunate to be given a final chance at enduring love and happiness with the woman of his dreams. The woman he held in his arms had him heart and soul.

Sue Ellen awoke to the smell of rich, European coffee, and freshly baked croissants. She pulled the sheet around her torso, and searched the room for J.R. She smiled at J.R. as he walked into the room carrying a single, red rose for Sue Ellen.

J.R. leaned over the bed, and kissed Sue Ellen's mouth, parting her lips with his skilled tongue.

Sue Ellen savored the feeling of his lips pressed firmly on top of her own, as his tongue explored her mouth. Sue Ellen let go of the sheet, as she lifted her arms, and placed them around J.R.'s neck. J.R. placed the rose by Sue Ellen's side, as he knelt on the bed. He pulled Sue Ellen onto his lap, as his mouth traveled from her lips to her cheek, and down her long, slender neck. J.R. ran his hands down Sue Ellen's sides, stopping at the swell of her hips.

Sue Ellen moved up J.R.'s body, and climbed on top of him. She took J.R.'s breath away as she straddled him with her sexy, long legs. Sue Ellen slowly moved her hips back and forth on top of J.R. He bucked his body underneath her, the same way a stallion would buck in response to the pain inflicted by the well-placed jab of a spur.

J.R. called out Sue Ellen's name, as she pushed him over the edge.

Sue Ellen grinned at J.R.'s response to her lovemaking, and sighed heavily, as she said, "Mmm, Good mornin', Mr. Ewin'."

J.R. couldn't help but laugh at Sue Ellen's formal reference to his family name, and pulled her on top of him.

J.R. said, "I love you, Honey. I've always loved you."

Sue Ellen lightly brushed her lips against J.R.'s mouth, and softly said, "I love you so very much, J.R. I'm glad that we can put yesterday behind us."

J.R. said, "As long as I know that you love me, Sue Ellen, there's nothin' we can't rise above."

Sue Ellen kissed J.R., and rolled off of him. She stood up from the bed, and wrapped the sheet around her.

She winked at J.R., and said, "Don't go away, lover. I'll be right back."

J.R. lay on his side, waiting for Sue Ellen. He couldn't remember a time when he actually understood the feeling of complete and utter bliss, until that moment. Sue Ellen walked back into the bedroom carrying a pair of complimentary guest robes, one for her, and one for J.R. She handed the larger robe to J.R., and put her arms into the sleeves of the robe she chose to wear.

Sue Ellen tied the belt around her waist, and said, "Thank you for the coffee and croissants, J.R.. I'm starvin'."

J.R. laughed appreciatively, and said, "That's what I wanted to hear. A woman with a healthy appetite is the only woman for me."

Sue Ellen kissed J.R., as he pulled out her chair at the table, and sat down next to her. They read the Chicago Tribune newspaper while they drank their coffee, and languidly consumed their croissants. J.R. glanced at Sue Ellen over the top of the paper he held in his hands.

His apology to Sue Ellen seemed to have worked. Sue Ellen had forgiven him for his reaction to the mix-up with the photographs for the print ads for Valentine Lingerie's upscale product line.

J.R. had to admit that Sue Ellen made a very appealing model in the few ads that he had seen. It didn't seem as important to him now, knowing that men the world over would look at the pictures of the gorgeous woman in the lingerie ads, few of the people from the press corps seemed to notice the striking similarities between Sue Ellen, and the model in the ads.

That aspect of the situation pleased J.R., if the press corps hadn't made the connection, perhaps no one else would...