And so it begins...those of you who know my writing style, know that I tend to stretch the consummation scene over a couple or more chapters, this will be no exception.

THE NEXT FEW CHAPTERS WILL EARN THE "M" RATING - YOU HAVE BEEN OFFICIALLY ADVISED!

I will be out of town for the next few days, and unable to update until the early part of next week, I have a Tart Gathering to go to and enjoy and I will be seeing both Beowulf & Grendel and The Game of Their Lives for the first time! I will certainly be all hyped up on Gerry after this (not that I need a reason!).So, I trust that you know I am having a blast and I will be ready to continue envisioning this wonderful man as I write about Erik in the way that Gerry brought him alive for me.

In the mean time, enjoy the beginnings of the passion play...

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Erik or Christine. They are the wonderful creation of Mr. Leroux – but ALW gave them depth and humanity – as did Kay. I do not own any lyrics that are used; they will be credited at the end of the chapter in which they appear.

I do however; own the plot and any original characters, which appear from the dark caverns of my mind.

Character portraits:

Erik – Gerard Butler (There is no other – not for me!)

Christine - Scarlett Johansson (with violet eyes, and a little more of a mature look)

Meckenzie - Emma Karwandy (from Butterfly on a Wheel)

Vince - Pierce Brosnan (slightly shorter)

Karen - Bette Midler (only about ten year's younger, seven inches taller, and long,brown hair)

Ms. Jennison- Samantha Bond (Miss Moneypenny from the latest Bond movies)

Mr. Lynch - Bruce Davison (Senator Kelly from the first X-Men movie)

All other original characters, you can use your imagination.

Enjoy.

CHAPTER 38

There were many erotic images dancing through Christine's head as she rode in the car next to Erik. She knew he was nervous about making love, but she also knew he had nothing to be nervous about.

They arrived at the private airport where the plane was waiting, parked the car, and were greeted by a smiling, female attendant.

"Mr. and Mrs. Trudeau, it is an honor to serve you tonight. If there is anything I can do for you, don't hesitate to ask."

She walked toward the front of the plane, leaving Erik and Christine to the spacious room that resembled a living room.

"I have never seen such." Christine giggled, looking at the luxury before her.

Erik chuckled at her wide-eyed observation; she was so much like a child in a candy store.

"I'm glad you approve, my darling." He crooned.

The attendant approached them again, carrying champagne and assorted cheese and crackers for them.

"The flight is about two hours; we will be taking off in eight minutes." She was pleasant enough to listen to, but Christine had other things on her mind. "Once we are in the air, feel free to move about the cabin. I will not enter again, unless you call me with the call button. Have a nice flight."

Christine sidled up to Erik on the double seat they were sitting on. Erik tried to still his rapidly beating heart and swallowed hard to calm his nerves.

"I don't bite, my love." Christine promised, huskily.

Erik's eyes were closed as he concentrated on the task of controlling his base urges. Her voice penetrated his resolve and he smiled without opening his eyes.

"What if I want you to?" He whispered; desire lacing every syllable.

"Your wish is my command, my husband." Her voice caressed the outside of his ear, making his body react even more forcefully to her seductive pull.

They felt the engines roar and the plane began to taxito the runway.

"Have you ever flown before?" Erik asked, finally opening his eyes.

"No, but I have wanted to experience it many times."

"There's nothing quite like it." Erik promised.

The thrust of the plane as it floated into the air, made Christine's stomach tickle and she giggled at the strange sensation.

The plane continued to climb into the air and Erik focused his eyes on the woman beside him. She smiled up at him and playfully, but sensuously, started drawing circles on his leg.

Erik closed his eyes at the feel of her hand on his leg, something he had never experienced before. She was painfully close to his straining erection, and Erik got the idea that she knew his state of sweet, torturous, arousal.

The plane reached cruising altitude, and Christine unbuckled her safety belt and moved into Erik's lap once he undid his belt.

She removed his mask, making him lift his perfect brow at her boldness; but all she did was smile brightly and gently place her cheek to his demolished side.

"Let's play." She whispered into his ear, grazing her tongue along the sensitive outer surface.

His breathy moan urged her on and she continued her onslaught. She undid every button on his shirt and spread it wide, exposing the wide, taut surface of his toned chest.

"Oh Erik, you have such a beautiful body!" She moaned, as her eyes raked over him hungrily.

"Do I?" He choked, trying to tease her with his tone.

In answer to his doubts, Christine straddled his lap as he stretched his legs out beneath her, giving her free reign of his body.

She pushed the shirt off his shoulders and tossed it over the chair next to them. She felt him swelling beneath her and was very aware of the overly generous size of him.

"Let me touch you, Erik…all of you."

Erik swallowed hard and closed his eyes to the demanding pulse of his erect member; she could do anything she wanted to him…he was certain this euphoria would be the death of him…but what a way to go.

"Let me show you how desirable you are." Christine moaned, as she skirted her tongue along his excited nipple, and then caressed it to an aching peak with her lips.

He jerked excitedly beneath her, showing her the joy he was deriving from the path her mouth was making on his chest.

Her fingers softly inched down his ribcage, adoring the feel of his toned abdominal muscles beneath their sensitive tips.

She playfully nipped at his skin, leaving little pink, love welts on his chest that appeared to heighten his excitement level.

His hands were woven into her long hair, gently pressing her closer to him in desperation. His breath was coming in tiny gasps as he lost himself in the heavenly sensation of her mouth on his heated flesh and the magic her fingers were working.

"Let's take this night slowly…Erik…I want to be so turned on by the time you bury yourself within me that I am whimpering in your arms."

His groan was his approval and she rose up and ran her tongue along the soft plane of his lips, begging him to open to her.

He obliged, and she coaxed his tongue into a duel with hers; a dance as old as time, each fighting for dominance and neither one willing to yield.

Erik boldly placed his hands upon her rear and ground her into his huge erection, molding the soft mounds with his large, articulate hands.

Christine moaned into his hot mouth and tore from the kiss, only to nip at his bottom lip and work her way down his neck. She forced his head back with her hand, exposing his throat to her exploring lips and moist tongue.

She nipped at his shoulder, realizing just how much that sensation excited him as she felt him throb beneath her. She ran her tongue over the pink nips she had made and finally took his mouth again, as he molded her to him with his hands on her rear.

"Dear lord, woman…I'm not sure how long I am going to last if you keep this up." He breathed, after she left his mouthto worship his chest with her hands and lips.

"We have all night, Erik; you don't have to 'last' just once…" She seductively hinted.

He looked at her through half-closed eyelids, and spoke in a husky, low voice that left tittilating tingles up her spine, "But what about you?"

"Trust me, my love, I am getting a great deal of pleasure out of pleasuring you…and there is so much more that I want to do!" She emphasized with a love bite to his nipple, "You feel free to 'last' anytime you feel the need."

With those words, her hands went to the buckle of his belt that circled the waist of his cashmere slacks.

TBC