Someday we'll know
Why Samson loved Delilah
As the rain continued to fall, Grace and Eli lost track of the world around them. Grace wrapped her arms around Eli as he deepened the kiss. Grace moaned softly as Eli moved his hands from her face...one hand tangled itself in her hair and the other found the small of her back. He pulled her closer as she grasped his rain soaked shirt. She shivered and wasn't certain it was the rain or if it was because of his searing kiss. 'I love him. I love this man more than anything. How could I have fought something so amazing for so long?'
Eli moved his hand under the back of Grace's shirt and his breath caught as he felt the softness of her skin under his calloused hand. He pulled himself away from her lips and made a trail of kisses down her jaw line to her neck, just below the back of her ear. Grace lightly gasped. She used to worry about his previous experience but was now thankful for the women in his past. The rain began to fall harder as Grace found it more difficult to breathe. "Eli" she whispered hoarsely.
"Hmm?" Eli didn't want to talk anymore. The only thing he wanted to do was sweep Grace up in his arms and carry her to bed. He knew in his mind it wouldn't happen today but his body had other ideas. His lips left her neck and he gazed into her eyes, his own full of hunger. 'The beautiful eyes of the woman I love. Why didn't I pay closer attention to her beauty? That alone should have brought me out of denial and into her heart.'
"E, we can't do this now. And its not that I don't want to because I do. I really do. We have so much to figure out sweetheart and although we've waited years for this, you know we've got to figure everything out first. Don't look at me like that please?" Grace pulled him close and whispered in his ear. "I love you Eli Sammler" along with suggestions he never thought would leave her mouth. Eli dropped his head to her shoulder.
"You are going to kill me Grace. After all these years, we get here, you stop me and then you say that. You will kill me." Eli lifted his head, smiled at Grace, gave her another kiss and said, "So, what do we do now? Are we going to stand out here while it storms around us or do we go inside and figure out a fool proof plan? I say we go inside." Eli cleared his throat before he continued, knowing his words would come out sounding like a twelve year old going through puberty because of the thoughts running through his mind. "We need a plan for tonight Grace. Do we stay here and talk about us or do we bite the bullet and face the families? Whatever you decide I will stand by you, no matter what. That's what two people in love do isn't it?" Eli smiled and pulled her into a hug. He never wanted to let her go.
"We should bite the bullet and face the family. Eli, I said bite the bullet, I did not say you should bite my neck." She sighed. Grace was fighting a losing battle and she knew it. So much love and lust had built up over the years for the two of them and they were both tired of fighting. Grace sighed and said, "Eli, if we are going to make love, it will not be out here on the ground in the middle of this storm. Even though I love the rain, I at least would like a blanket." She felt him chuckle and take a step back from her.
Eli looked into her eyes and knew he wouldn't have to say a word. He held out his hand, she placed her hand in his, and they began the walk to the house. He stopped just before reaching the door and said, "Wait. I want to kiss you once more with the rain falling down around us, flashes of lightning blazing through the sky, and the thunder breaking through the gentle sound of the rain. I will forever love storms." Eli closed the distance between them and kissed her with a passion he hadn't realized he possessed.
Why Samson loved Delilah
As the rain continued to fall, Grace and Eli lost track of the world around them. Grace wrapped her arms around Eli as he deepened the kiss. Grace moaned softly as Eli moved his hands from her face...one hand tangled itself in her hair and the other found the small of her back. He pulled her closer as she grasped his rain soaked shirt. She shivered and wasn't certain it was the rain or if it was because of his searing kiss. 'I love him. I love this man more than anything. How could I have fought something so amazing for so long?'
Eli moved his hand under the back of Grace's shirt and his breath caught as he felt the softness of her skin under his calloused hand. He pulled himself away from her lips and made a trail of kisses down her jaw line to her neck, just below the back of her ear. Grace lightly gasped. She used to worry about his previous experience but was now thankful for the women in his past. The rain began to fall harder as Grace found it more difficult to breathe. "Eli" she whispered hoarsely.
"Hmm?" Eli didn't want to talk anymore. The only thing he wanted to do was sweep Grace up in his arms and carry her to bed. He knew in his mind it wouldn't happen today but his body had other ideas. His lips left her neck and he gazed into her eyes, his own full of hunger. 'The beautiful eyes of the woman I love. Why didn't I pay closer attention to her beauty? That alone should have brought me out of denial and into her heart.'
"E, we can't do this now. And its not that I don't want to because I do. I really do. We have so much to figure out sweetheart and although we've waited years for this, you know we've got to figure everything out first. Don't look at me like that please?" Grace pulled him close and whispered in his ear. "I love you Eli Sammler" along with suggestions he never thought would leave her mouth. Eli dropped his head to her shoulder.
"You are going to kill me Grace. After all these years, we get here, you stop me and then you say that. You will kill me." Eli lifted his head, smiled at Grace, gave her another kiss and said, "So, what do we do now? Are we going to stand out here while it storms around us or do we go inside and figure out a fool proof plan? I say we go inside." Eli cleared his throat before he continued, knowing his words would come out sounding like a twelve year old going through puberty because of the thoughts running through his mind. "We need a plan for tonight Grace. Do we stay here and talk about us or do we bite the bullet and face the families? Whatever you decide I will stand by you, no matter what. That's what two people in love do isn't it?" Eli smiled and pulled her into a hug. He never wanted to let her go.
"We should bite the bullet and face the family. Eli, I said bite the bullet, I did not say you should bite my neck." She sighed. Grace was fighting a losing battle and she knew it. So much love and lust had built up over the years for the two of them and they were both tired of fighting. Grace sighed and said, "Eli, if we are going to make love, it will not be out here on the ground in the middle of this storm. Even though I love the rain, I at least would like a blanket." She felt him chuckle and take a step back from her.
Eli looked into her eyes and knew he wouldn't have to say a word. He held out his hand, she placed her hand in his, and they began the walk to the house. He stopped just before reaching the door and said, "Wait. I want to kiss you once more with the rain falling down around us, flashes of lightning blazing through the sky, and the thunder breaking through the gentle sound of the rain. I will forever love storms." Eli closed the distance between them and kissed her with a passion he hadn't realized he possessed.