Chapter 9
They must have drifted off to sleep entwined as they were. He woke up first to the feeling of being very happy and then he remembered why the reason. Jim was holding the woman he adored close to him. All was perfect in this one moment. Then he mind started working. We didn't have sex by Clinton's definition but we did... what exactly did they do? And why was she here? Where was Roy? Was she getting married? Why was she crying last night? It was as if his mind shouting silent questions woke her up.

She was smiling before she opened her eyes. Pam felt so good, she was loathed to move. May be she could just stay right here and never leave the safety of his arms. Jim cuddled her right back until she was purring.

"Hey." He said when she finally opened her eyes. She just smiled up at him making him feel full of love and happiness. "You hungry?" Her eyes got big and she nodded. "Stay right here. I will be right back." She seemed puzzled but accepted a gentle kiss on her mouth before he got out of bed. He pulled on his shorts that were on the floor. When he looked back at her and he saw no regrets only her beautiful sparkling eyes shining at the memory of how the shorts got there.
He hurried to the kitchen and made her some French toast, sausage and hot chocolate with little marshmallows. Jim cleaned the kitchen as he went and then put it all on a tray. The tray was filled with enough food for two. When Jim reached his room, he found her lying on her stomach just staring into space with a goofy little smile on her face.

When she saw him, she almost shouted with glee. "Jim! You made me breakfast!" She seemed so pleased that he made her some food. At that point, it was easy to guess no one ever made her breakfast in bed before. "Thank you so much. That was so sweet of you." Her glee turned into a little frown and her eyes glistened with unshed tears.

"Hey. Don't. It's okay." Jim hated to see her cry. It reeked hectic on his heart which she seemed to keep putting in his throat. He pulled off a small piece of French toast and syrup and held it up near her mouth. She smiled and opened her mouth. He fed her with his fingers like she was a baby bird.
"Mmmmm, that's so good." She licked the syrup off his fingers. Her mouth parted waiting for the next bite. Never one to disappoint Pam, Jim quickly took another piece between his fingers and placed it in her mouth. His fingers lingered on her lips patiently awaiting their licking. Jim's breath caught as she swept her tongue over his fingers and then took them in her mouth for a thorough cleaning. Each suck of her mouth on his fingers seemed to be felt elsewhere in long sensuous pulls of pleasure. Jim continued feeding her and she continued sucking his fingers clean.

She smiled at him playfully. "Thank you so much for doing this for me, Jim. It really is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me." Other then what you did a little while ago with your tongue. When she was done eating from his fingers, Pam kissed him on the cheek which turned into something much more.

Jim set the tray on the floor and Pam laid back down on the bed waiting for him. He joined her and the kissing continued. Their kisses were full of love and passion. Pam was getting a bit overheated and started pulling off Jim's shirt. Soon he was lying next to her shirtless and her hands were touching and caressing his chest. He moaned and enjoyed the attention for a moment.
He looked her in the eyes and held the bottom hem of the t-shirt she was wearing. He wanted to take it off of her so badly but Jim didn't know if she was ready for that. "May I?" It was a simple question but the answer was incredibly important.

She groaned and nodded. "Yeah. Please." Her shirt was off and on the floor.

"My God, you are so beautiful." He was staring at her beauty and seemed unable to stop. He was almost she would vanish if he touched her. But when Jim softly cupped her breasts and they both moaned in pleasure. He gently massaged them and Pam groaned and arched up into him. It was the most incredible invitation he had ever gotten. He pinched her nipples in little pulses. She seemed breathless when his lips replaced his pinching fingers. His mouth sucked her nipple in long pulls. "Yes, Jim! Oh more!" She was grinding up against him just begging to be taken. His lips kissed across her breast to find the other one was in need of attention as well. He couldn't play favorites so he gave it the exact attention he had given the other rosy tip. Her throaty cries were starting to get to him. "Please. Jim! Oh!"

She was panting when he skimmed his fingers down her body to circle her clitoris. It seemed to be throbbing and he could feel that she was glistening with need. "Jim!" It was almost surreal as Pam pulled off his shorts. Her face a bit uncertain but full of desire.

"Pam." That's all he could say. "Pam." He moved so he was over her. She wiggled about so he was lined up with her body. This was a moment to savor. He entered her very slowly as he watched her response to him. He tried to take in every detail, every feeling, and every sound. Her face was shining with love as she felt him enter her. It was pure magic. He took his time moving forward inch by inch. When he finally was all the way inside her, Jim didn't move. He let her adjust to his size and he needed to adjust to her heated tightness. This was as close to her as he could ever get. He was deep inside her but it didn't seem close enough.

She was so in love with him, this moment was almost too much to bear. Pam never quite knew what making love really was until this moment. It was a complete sharing of souls and hearts. It felt so right for him to be inside her. It was...

All thoughts were chased out of her head by intense pleasure. Jim had started to move. "Oh. Jim." He slid almost so he was out of her and then pushed right back in. Pam was shocked at the pleasure she felt. She saw stars and by the tenth stroke she came. Her insides clenched as waves of strong pleasure swept over her. "Oh. Jim! Yessss!" It was a long deep orgasm. It happened so fast that it caught her off guard. But that didn't stop her enjoyment of every single pulse and wave of pleasure that washed through her. When she could she opened her eyes to find Jim staring down at her with happiness and love.

He smiled and kissed her mouth. "Hey." Then he started moving again. He chuckled when he saw a look of surprise on her face. "Didn't think we were done, did you?" Pam blushed and giggled. God, I love making her happy. I wish I could do it all the time. He stopped moving to give her a little break.

Her little moan of disappointment told him, she didn't need much of a break. He smiled down at her just drinking her in. "You are truly the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." So many other things he wanted to say but he couldn't. Finally, her insistent wiggling of her hips up into him was a plea he could no longer ignore. "Okay, okay." He smiled down at her and gave her exactly what she needed.

Jim started thrusting in and out of her slowly. He made sure to grind down on her when he was deep inside of her. Jim leaned down and kissed her mouth. He swallowed her grasps of pleasure. Her body told him he wasn't going to have to wait much longer for them to find release. He felt like he wound them up pretty tight and it was almost time to let go. Jim knew she was close and so was he. He just kept up a nice even rhythm, moving in and out of her body. She felt so good. She felt so right. He understood her body's needs as if they were long time lovers. His thrusting and movements speeded up to push her over the edge of pleasure. Soon she was calling out his name. "Jim! Oh Jim! I am coming! Jimmmm!" Her body tighten around him and he felt her internal muscles milking his pleasure out of him. "Pam! Oh! Pam! Yes!" He couldn't help but to shout with relief at the pleasure that washed over them. She pulled him right over into the intense orgasm she was having so they could share in the joy of it.

He withdrew from her and set his body next to her. She was staring at him wide eyed. Pam cupped his face gently and kissed his lips. A tear slid down her face as she looked up at him.

"Hey." His voice was soft and low.

"Hey." He wanted to tell her how much it meant to him. He wanted to tell her how much he loved her. He wanted to tell her how he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. He wanted to tell her so many things but didn't seem to be able to do so. He just watched her as she tried to found the words she was searching for.

"Um, Jim." Pam hesitated. "I just wanted to say...I mean that is...I don't know how..." She looked down and then back up at him as another tear escaped. He wanted to stop her. She was ending it. His heart was breaking. If he wasn't careful he was going to be crying as well. "Jim, I love you."

She said it quietly as if it wasn't the most important fact Jim could ever know.
He opened his mouth to protest her tossing them away without talking about it and immediately closed his mouth. She had spoken so softly, he couldn't have heard her right. "What?"

Pam looked down. She was losing her nerve. What if he didn't love her anymore? He was leaving after all. May be he had moved on? May be to him this was closure. Her heart was breaking. She waited too long to tell him.

"Pam, tell me. What did you just say?" Jim raised her chin to force him to look at him with her teary eyes. She shook her head and pressed her lips together tightly. "Please Pam." Damn it! This isn't a game. Tell me!

She was crying now. How embarrassing! "It doesn't matter, Jim."

Jim needed to know. He probably misheard but if he didn't...He couldn't even think of that. "Pam. I need to know what you said."