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Gil returned home, hanging up his coat and putting his keys down. "Cath? I'm home."
"Upstairs."
Gil made sure the door was locked and went around the house, locking up and checking things were secure. He started to make his way upstairs.
"Bedroom," came Catherine's nervous voice.
Gil arched an eyebrow. He made his way into the bedroom and he paused at the door. Catherine was lying in their bed, her satin nightgown flowing over her body. Her hair was down and she looked at him when he appeared in the doorway.
"Hey."
Gil walked over, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Hi."
Catherine put her hand out, taking his. "Gil…I know you said to wait until I was ready. But I am ready. I want to be with you."
"Cath…"
"Please. I want you so badly. I want to be with you. I want this."
Gil looked at her for a moment, hesitating. Catherine took his hand and placed it on her breast.
They stared at each other for a moment, and Gil gently caressed her through the nightgown.
Her eyes didn't waver.
"Cath…" Gil murmured, his hand resting on her hip. "Are you sure about this? I don't want to push you."
"I want this," she replied. "I want you. I want to make love with you."
"Anytime, you can say stop."
She nodded. "I know."
Gil bent down, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips. He kicked off his shoes and socks, and joined her on the bed.
She watched him for a moment, and smiled as he leaned down to kiss her again. His hand traced across her body, only touching her through the nightgown.
He slipped the straps from her shoulders, making sure she was still comfortable with him. Catherine's eyes didn't move from his; he could see complete trust and faith in him staring from her blue eyes.
His fingers traced around her face, memorizing her features. Bending down, he pressed another kiss to her lips.
Catherine's arms wound around his neck, deepening the kiss. She moaned slightly, arching against him.
Gil's arms went to her waist, anchoring up close to him, letting her know how much he wanted her.
"Yes…" the word escaped Catherine's lips as Gil lowered her to the bed. "Gil…"
He smiled down at her. "I'm going to take my time with you, Catherine. Remember what I said earlier? We're going to take our time exploring, touching and tasting. We're going to be so exhausted after experiencing everything that we'll collapse together and sleep." His finger trailed down the side of her face. "Okay?"
Catherine nodded. "Okay."
Catherine's arms went around him as he fell into them. They both gasped for breath, chests heaving.
He moved to the side, smiling softly as Catherine crawled atop him, snuggling close.
"Wow," she whispered.
"I'll second that," Gil murmured, caressing her back. "Are you okay?"
She nodded. "Yes. God, yes." She kissed him. "You made me feel safe, and loved. I wasn't scared."
A broad smile crossed Gil's face and he kissed her deeply. "I'm so glad, Cath. I'm so, so glad."