A Fresh Start
Chapter Sixty Eight
When Olivia left the inn, she felt a whole lot better about Jeffrey and Sam. She would feel completely satisfied when they had Jeffrey and Sam was locked up for his kidnapping. Walking into her suite at the Beacon, she pulls her clothes off and then walks into the bathroom, drawing a hot bath, she gets in and lays back and sighs softly as she closes her eyes.
Ava spent the evening staring at pictures of her mother and father. She felt pulled. She loved both of her parents, but something had to be done about Olivia, and she was at a lost about what to do now. Talking to Olivia hadn't helped, she wasn't listening to anyone. At about Midnight, she reaches for the phone, picking it up she dials William's private number. After a couple rings he answers sleepily. "Hello."
"Will." She says softly.
"Ava." He asks coming instantly awake.
"I know it's late."
"Is it the baby? Are you…?"
"We're fine. I've got another problem. I don't know what to do anymore. She won't listen to me, or anyone and I'm afraid…."
"Who won't listen?"
"Olivia, I'm afraid of what she's going to do. She won't listen to anyone, me, Dad, even Buzz tried to get her to see that Dad loves Sam, but she's refusing to accept it. And I'm afraid of what she's going to do now that she knows."
"Knows what?"
"She knows that Dad and Sam are getting married."
"Jeffrey is getting married."
"Yes."
"When?"
"Labor Day."
"What happened with Olivia? Why do you think she's going to something?"
"Sam met me at Company this evening after work. She was delivering invitations. Anyway, we were talking when Olivia came up to our table. She saw the envelope with the invitation lying on the table. When she left, I put the invitation in my purse and I guess she saw me do it. So when Sam left she came back over and we had our usual conversation about Dad and Sam. I got up to go to the bathroom and I left my purse lying on the table. I wasn't thinking about the invitation, or that she would go through my purse. When I came back, Lynn stopped me and told me that she had seen Olivia pick my purse up and she saw her take something out and looked at it before she left. The only thing in my purse that she would want to look at was the invitation."
"Did she take it?"
"No, she put it back. But she left after that."
"So why do you think she's going to do something to your Dad and Sam."
"You haven't been here, she refuses to see or accept that he's moved on. That he loves Sam and that he will be with her for the rest of his life. She insists that he will come back to her and that he will love her, but he doesn't and I don't know how to get her to see…"
"Take a deep breath." William says, sitting up in the bed. "You can't make her see or do anything."
"But he's my Dad."
"I know, but your father is very capable of protecting himself, you and Sam. I'm sure he's very much aware of what Olivia's doing. You have to let this run its course."
"I…."
"I know you want to protect him, but you're pregnant. You can't…."
"He's my father."
"I know he is. But what about our baby, it's not good for you to be this upset about anything and if your mother cared about you as much as she says she does, she would let this go and let you have some peace. Jeffrey is a big boy. He can protect…."
"I know he can protect himself, but she's unstable Will. She's in complete denial."
"I don't know what to tell you Ava. Do you want to come down…?"
"I can't come down there. I can't leave him."
"Okay, do you want me to come up there?"
"I…. no, I'll be fine. But there has to be a way to get her to realize that it's over."
"Just be careful, if she's as unstable as you seem to think she is. She's going to try and hang on to everything she believes in, including your father. Does she know that you know she went in your purse?"
"Yes, I confronted her after I went and told Sam and Dad."
"How did she react?"
"I think she was shocked that I knew so quickly. I told her that if she insists on doing what she's doing then she wouldn't be allowed to be around the baby or me."
"If she's as unstable as you think she is, I'm not sure that threatening her was a wise decision. She might turn her attention towards you, especially if she believes that you're turning against her and taking their side."
"She had to know that I knew. She went through my purse, my things."
"I realize that, but if she feels like you're all turning against her, she may strike back at all of you. If she does anything to you, you're coming down here. If she shows one ounce of wanting to hurt you, you are to call me immediately."
"Will…"
"Ava, you're pregnant with my child. I'm not going to loose him too. I don't mean to order you, but if she's going to hurt you it's my job to protect you and the baby."
"Okay." Ava says, giving in.
"Alright, do you want me to talk to Jeffrey? Maybe I can help."
"No, I know Jeffrey can protect himself and Sam. And he's planning on adding security for the wedding, either Federal Agents or SPD officers."
"Okay."
"Thanks William." Ava says, sighing softly.
"You're welcome, and if she does anything…."
"I'll be the first one on the line, I promise." Ava says, smiling.
"Good, now get some sleep. It's got be after midnight there."
"It is, but I couldn't sleep. I think maybe now I can."
"Take care."
"I will."
"Call me."
"I will."
They hang up
The sun had just begun to rise when Sam rolls over to her side. Slowly she opens her eyes. Jeffrey is lying beside her and is still asleep. Reaching over, she brushes a few strands of hair back from his forehead. She wasn't sure why but she felt like the dream she had the night before was more than just a dream. Something was telling her that Olivia had switched her target. She wasn't coming for her anymore, some how and for some reason she was focused on Jeffrey.
Lifting his arm, she moves in beside him, laying her head on his chest, she snuggles in close to him. Sighing, he pulls her closer as he says. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine." She says, moving closer to him.
"Did you have anymore dreams?"
"No."
"I'm not going to let Olivia do anything to you, or the baby."
Sam doesn't reply for a few moments before she says. "I'm not sure Olivia's after me now."
"What do you mean?"
"I'm not really sure, but I don't think she's after me anymore."
"Why do you say that?"
"The dream, I think it was trying to tell me something. I don't know what, maybe it's the obvious and she's coming after you. I don't know. But I don't think she's after me anymore."
"You think she's coming after me?"
"I don't know. I just know that she's not after me."
"Alright, I'll look out for her. She's not going to do anything to us."
"Jeffrey, I think she's got a plan. I don't know what it is, but she's not going to come directly at you, herself."
"You think she's going to use something or someone to come after me."
"Yes. In the back of my mind, in the dream I could feel another… person."
"Can you remember anything else about this person you felt?"
"No, it was elusive, in the shadows, watching us, watching you. This person knows everything about us and she's going to use it."
"I think you might be able to rival Reva, with this psychic stuff."
"I'm not psychic. I'm not even sure if I'm right. I'm just telling you what I felt. She's changed her target, and it's you."
"Women's intuition?"
"Maybe, maybe it's just instincts."
"Well I don't want you to worry about this…." Sam starts to say something but Jeffrey continues. "… I know that's going to be hard for you. But you have to think about the baby and what the stress will do to both of you. I'll take care of Olivia. And I promise nothing is going to happen."
"I hope you're right." Sam says, moving onto her back and looking up at the ceiling until he leans over her.
"Do you honestly think I'm going to let my ex take this away from us? We've got twelve years to make up for and I plan on being here for every one of them." He says, leaning down and kissing her as she moves into his arms, returning his kiss.
About twenty minutes later, Jeffrey rolls to his side, taking a deep breath as Sam moves to her side. Reaching over, he lightly brushes a few strands of her hair that is clinging to her cheek. "I love you." He says softly.
"I love you too."
"Everything is going to be alright."
She moves in closer to him as he puts his arms around her. After a few minutes, he starts to pull away. "Go on back to sleep, I've got to go to City Hall."
"Okay." She says, watching him get up and leave the room. Sighing softly she rolls to her side and closes her eyes.
About ten minutes later, Jeffrey comes back upstairs, glancing over he smiles softly as he watches her sleep for a few seconds before he goes into the closet to get dress. Carrying his shoes in his hand, he walks out of the closet a few minutes later. Walking over to the bed, he leans down and lightly kisses her cheek, before he leaves.
Walking into City Hall about twenty minutes later, he catches Richard coming in. "Good morning." Jeffrey says, with a smile.
"You're in a very good mood." Richard says, taking a sip of coffee.
"Yeah, I guess I am." Jeffrey says, holding the door for him.
"So everything is alright with you and Sam."
"Everything is wonderful with me and Sam. We might have a few minor complications with Olivia, but I can handle it."
"Jeffrey, don't underestimate her." Richard says, "I've known Olivia a lot longer than you have and she can be very vindictive when she feels like she's been wrong."
"Was she always that way?" Jeffrey asks, as they wait for the elevator.
"No, before Reva came back, before our engagement was cancelled. She was nice; at least I thought she was. I'm not sure if I ever knew Olivia. But I do know that she will stop at nothing, including jeopardizing a child's life to get what she wants. What's going on now?" Richard asks, as the elevator arrives and they step on.
"Olivia knows about the wedding."
"She does, how?"
"She went through Ava's purse and found her invitation."
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to get security and hope that she comes to her senses, because I'm sure she knows that we know that she knows and that if she tries anything we'll be expecting it, and stop her. Ava was pretty upset when she left the loft last night, and I'm sure she went direct to the Beacon and confronted Olivia about it."
"Maybe you should move the wedding, change the location or the date."
"No, we're not changing the wedding. Sam wants to married at the Light house and she wants a summer wedding, so it's either now or we wait till next year and by that time the baby will be here."
"Do you have to have it on Labor Day? We'll still have at least six weeks of nice weather before it starts getting cold."
"When are you and Cassie getting remarried?"
"If everything works out okay, on 20th of September, why?"
"I was just curious. I'm going to talk to Frank and see if we can get SPD officers to work security. If I have to, I'll call in some favors with the agency and have agents come in."
"Oh, that reminds me. I was going to ask you something." Richard says, as they walk into Jeffrey's office.
"Hi, Stacey." Jeffrey says as they walk in.
"Good morning Sir." Stacey replies getting up and following Richard and Jeffrey both into Jeffrey's office. "Here are your messages Sir, and we have a 10'o clock appointment…."
"Okay can you give us a moment?"
"Yes sir." She says, nodding. "Do you want your coffee, Sir?"
"I'll get it later." Jeffrey replies, as she nods and leaves the office. "So, you wanted to ask me something." Jeffrey says, turning to Richard.
"Ah, yes. It's about your time in San Cristobel…."
"You know about my time…."
"Before you were impersonating me, when you met Olivia, actually it's about the night that you met Olivia."
"Okay." Jeffrey says, sitting down behind his desk.
"Do you remember anything about that night?" Richard asks, sitting down across from him.
"Ah, a few things, why?"
"Do you remember Edmund being there?"
"Of course, he wouldn't leave Olivia alone that night. Every time I would leave her, he would harass her and when I came back, I would have to chase him off. Why?"
"Cassie, told me a little bit about what happened after the mayor's race and how Olivia accused you of rape."
"Okay." Jeffrey says, sitting back in his chair.
"She told me that you and Olivia were both drunk that night, and that you took her up to one of the room at the embassy and that's when the rape supposedly happened." Jeffrey doesn't say anything so Richard goes on. "What happened to that guy that they arrested for attempting to poison you and instead he poisoned Blake?"
"He's still being held in the Springfield jail, why?"
"While Cassie and I were talking, I happen to mention that there is a tape of the night in question."
"What! Where?" Jeffrey asks, sitting forward.
"I believe you're agency has it, at least that what my father ordered."
"Your father, he knew that Edmund was up there. He…."
"Yes, he ordered one of his advisors to handle the problem after it was brought to his attention the next morning. I was in the room when he gave the order."
"He protected…. They accused me of rape."
"I know, he didn't do it to protect Edmund, he could've cared less if Edmund would have been arrest, but he couldn't afford the scandal. He was protecting…."
"I've known that Edmund was responsible for what happened to Olivia for a long time, but I never figured out how the agency found out about us being in that room, and why they were the one that approached me, and not the local authorities. It was because of your father. They sold me out to stay in the good graces of your father."
"Yes, and I'm sorry. There was nothing I could have done at the time. My father would not listen to me if I had tried to do something."
"So, I was a scapegoat for this. How… how did it work?"
"My father was shown the videotape from the room where you took Olivia. It shows both of you coming into the room, it shows you both kissing and you laying her across the bed, and then it shows you leaning back and then getting up and leaving. A few seconds later, Edmund comes in. He checks to see if she's breathing and then it shows him taking his clothes off and then hers and then he rapes her, while she's laying there unconscious. When he's finished, he gets up, gets dressed, and leaves without a backwards glance. A short time later, it shows you coming back in and by this time Olivia's coming too and it shows you and her… together. When it's finished, it shows you leaving and Olivia asleep in the bed."
"Who has this tape?"
"The last I heard, it was in the custody of the agency you worked for."
"They have it?"
"As far as I know."
"Why are you telling me this now?"
"Cassie was telling me that you had a really hard time last year."
"Yes."
"She suggested that we get that tape and give it to the DA, and let it be shown as evidence in this agent's trial that tried to kill you."
"I doubt they will give it to me, even though Ditkins went rogue and tried to take me out without the agency's approval, I'm not sure they would willing give me that tape."
"They might if I petitioned them for it. I am the former Prince of San Cristobel and my father did start this whole thing in motion."
"I don't know what to say?"
"Maybe I should speak to Noah and maybe he'll be able to get the tape for me."
"Alright."
"For what it's worth, I am sorry about my countries part in this."
"Thank you." Jeffrey says, sitting back in his chair.
"I'm going to go. I've got to contact American Limited about building a plant here." Richard says, getting up.
"Alright." Jeffrey says, watching him walk towards the door.
When he returns to his chair, he sits there for several seconds, thinking about what Richard had just told him. Was there really at tape that would irrevocably prove that he was not the man that raped Olivia that night, he's still thinking about it when Stacey comes into his office with his coffee as she starts going over the schedule for the day.
"Sir, you have a 10'oclock appointment with Billy Lewis about the house on Cedar Street."
"Okay."
"And then you have a lunch meeting with the Attorney General about the Spaulding case."
"Have we received the reports from the agents about that?"
"Yes Sir, it's in the folder there on your desk." Stacey says, pointing to a folder laying to his right.
"Okay, I'll look over it." Jeffrey says, picking it up.
"Yes Sir, after lunch, you have meetings with the Spaulding reps again about the 5th street and Main Street projects."
"What now?"
"They want to discuss demolition of several of the old factories along the river front."
"I can't make that decisions, it's up to the zoning commission and the city council. They have to apply for the demolition licenses through them. I want you to call Spaulding and explain that I don't have time to be discussing matters that I have no control over."
"Yes Sir. I'll get on that immediately."
"Thank you."
"I also need you to call Dora's Flowers and I need a bouquet of wild flowers sent to Sam, never mind I'll take care of that."
"Yes sir. Will that be all?"
"Yes, thank you." Jeffrey replies, picking up his phone as Stacey walks out of the office. "Stacey, what's the number to Dora's Flowers?" Jeffrey asks as she about to walk out the door.
"I believe its 555-3947."
"Thank you." Jeffrey says, dialing the number.
"Yes Sir." Stacey says, leaving the office.
After a couple rings, a lady answers the phone. "Dora's Flowers, the freshest flowers in Springfield, how may I help you?"
"Yes, this Jeffrey O'Neill and I need to place an order."
"Yes Mr. Mayor."
"I need to a bouquet of wild flowers for my fiancé."
"And what would you like the card to say?"
"Its okay, Love J."
"And where should we deliver these?"
"3032 Spring Street #203"
"And how will you be paying for this?"
"With my credit card?"
"I'll need the number and expiration date."
"The number is 0394-4533-5042-5930, expirations dater 2/10."
"Thank you, we'll get this out sometime today."
"Thank you."
Hanging up, Jeffrey picks up the folder that Stacey had left on his desk. He began looking over the reports from the agents that looked through the files from Alan's computers.
After leaving Jeffrey's office, Richard spends the morning on the phone with the CEO of American Limited, discussing their plans to build in Springfield. When he got off the phone with them it was lunch time. Leaving his office, he tells his assistant. "I'm going home for lunch, I'll be back in an hour or so."
"Yes Sir." She replies.
"You can go on to lunch too." Richard says, leaving the office.
Walking out to his car, he sees Jeffrey walking out with the Attorney General, nodding to them, he head towards his car when Jeffrey calls to him. "Richard, wait." Stopping, Richard waits while they walks towards him. "Are you going to lunch?" Jeffrey asks.
"Yes." Richard replies.
"Alright, how did the meetings go with American Limited?"
"We're still working on the details." Richard replies, while the Attorney General watches both men.
"Oh, I'm sorry Mr. Maxwell. This is Richard Winslow. He is the liaison…."
"Yes, I know Mr. Winslow. You're the former Prince of San Cristobel."
"Yes Sir." Richard replies.
"You're married to one of the Lewis's."
"Yes, my wife Cassie is Reva Lewis's sister."
"I'm sure, if she's anything like her sister, she's a handful."
"Cassie and Reva are a lot alike that's true, but they are different."
"And I'm sure that you know the differences."
"Ah, we need to be going." Jeffrey says. "We have reservations at Towers for lunch. I would invite you, but…."
"It's alright.' Richard says, not really relishing the idea of spending lunch with Mr. Maxwell.
"I'll see you this afternoon." Jeffrey says, looking at Richard.
"Yes, of course." Richard replies, turning he walks to his car as Jeffrey and Mr. Maxwell continues on to his car.
Cassie has just walked in the door when Richard pulls up outside. Opening the screen door, he watches her before he walks over to her and wraps his arms around her as she jumps.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. I thought you heard me come in." Richard says, pulling her back against him.
"It's okay, but I wasn't expecting you to come home for lunch."
"I wanted to see you. We haven't had much time the last few days to be together. Where are the boys?"
"With Harley and her boys at the lake." Cassie says, turning in his arms.
"When do you have to be back at the Beacon?"
"Later this afternoon, what are you thinking?" Cassie asks, as Richard releases her and leads her from the kitchen.
"Do you remember how we used to sneak away in the middle of the day, between meetings and obligations and steal some time to ourselves?" Richard asks, leading her upstairs.
"Yes."
"I thought that since we've been so busy the last few days we could take a couple hours and steal some time alone." Richard says, leading her into their bedroom.
"You've got a couple of hours to spare." Cassie asks, as he wraps his arms around her.
"I've got more if you want it." Richard says, leaning over to kiss her.
"Umm." She sighs, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Cassie." He mumbles, pulling her closer to him.
After several seconds, she takes a step back, struggling to catch her breath. "Not that I'm complaining, but what was that?"
"Just reminding myself how much different you are from Reva?"
"What, you need to be reminded of how I'm different than my sister."
"No, it's nothing. Jeffrey introduced me to a Mr. Maxwell…."
"The Attorney General."
"I guess, anyway, he said that he knew who I was, that I was the former Prince of San Cristobel and that I was married to one of the Lewis's. And I told him that I was married to you. And he made the comment that you were hard to handle like Reva. I of course pointed out that while you and Reva are alike, that there are differences between you."
"What else did he say?"
"He made the comment that I would know the difference between you."
"And that made you need to be reminded of the difference between me and Reva."
"No, it's nothing. It just bugged me the way he said it." Richard says, leaning in to kiss her as he reaches for her shirt pulling it free of her pants.
Wrapping his arms around her, he slips his hands under her shirt and pulling her to him. Sighing softly, she puts Richard's comment out of her mind as she focuses on him and the feel of his hands on her back and his tongue playing with hers.
Reaching for the button on his jacket, she slips it open before she takes a step back. Reaching for his tie, she pulls it loose as he begins to unbutton her blouse. Pulling the tie free, she drops it to the floor and begins to unbutton his shirt as he lays his hands at her waist, watching her.
When she finishes unbuttoning his shirt, she lays her hands at his waist as he leans forward and kisses her again for a couple of seconds before he steps back and she reaches for his hands, lifting them, she unbuttons the buttons at his wrists before lays her hands at his waist again, looking up at him as she lays her head to one side.
Brushing her blouse off her shoulders as she drops her hands and he kisses her again as the blouse falls to the floor behind her, moving across her jaw to her ear, nibbling softly as he puts one arm around her waist. Slowly, she begins to move her hands up his chest, lightly scratching him until she reaches his neck and she feels him shiver. Pushing the shirt off his shoulders, he releases her as she pushes the shirt down his arms, tossing it behind him as she wraps her arms around him, searching for his mouth and kissing him.
Lifting her, he holds her tightly as he deepens the kiss. Taking a couple steps, he starts towards the bed as she wraps her legs around his waist while she breaks the kiss and whispers. "Richard."
When he reaches the bed, he stops for a couple seconds, looking up at her as she looks down. "I love you." He says.
"I love you too." She says, leaning forward and kissing him as he lays her across the bed.
After a couple seconds, he begins to move along her jaw to her ear, softly nibbling as she moans softly. Reaching up, she buries her fingers in his hair. Moving down her neck, he softly kisses her, nibbling on her heated skin before he leans back and looks down at her.
Laying her hands at his waist, she looks up at him. "You make me feel so much." She whispers, watching his eyes fade to a pale green.
"I ache for you Cassie." He whispers, kissing her again as he lays down on top of her
Wrapping her arms around him, she rolls him to his back. Straddling him, she lays her hand against his chest, bracing herself and feeling his heart pounding against her hand. Leaning forward, she kisses him softly, nibbling on his lower lip before slipping her tongue inside his waiting mouth, swallowing his sigh as he wraps his arms around her. Moving back, she presses her body against his before she breaks the kiss and sits up.
"Put your hands above your head." She commands.
"Cass…."
"Do it." She orders, and slowly he moves his hand away from her, lifting them above his head, he watches her. "You can't move them until I tell you, you can."
"What if I do?"
Cassie leans forward and gently bites his chest as she whispers. "Then you will have to be punished."
Sitting up, she catches his gaze before she reaches behind her, unhooking her bra, she shrugs out of it, tossing it to the floor as Richard slowly moves his eyes down her body, watching her breath as he struggles to catch his breath. He wants desperately to reach out and touch her, but he's willing to see how far she will go with this game.
Leaning over him, she whispers. "Kiss me."
"Cassie." He groans, taking her nipple into his mouth and sucking, gently caressing her.
She's not expecting the intense wave of desire that washes over her. "Richard." She cries, pulling away.
Sitting up, she reaches for the button on her pants. Popping it open, she reaches for the zipper, pulling it down slowly as she feels him shiver from the sound of the zipper. She begins to tug on her pants, pushing them down her legs until the reach her knees. Lying back, between his legs she kicks them off as he moves to lean up on his elbows, looking down at her. Sitting up, she looks down at his hands and then back up at him.
"I'm not touching you." He whispers hoarsely.
"Lie down, and put your hands under your head." She says, watching him as he lays back, putting his hands under his head as she told him to do.
She leans forward, kissing him for a couple seconds before she pulls away, nibbling across his jaw to his ear, nibbling on it before slowly running her tongue around the rim of his ear. He can feel desire building inside him, hot waves of passion, burning through his body and settle in the pit of his stomach. His breath is ragged as he takes a breath.
As she kisses him, she is completely in tune with him. She can feel the desire building, the waves of passion running through him, making him almost desperate for release, but he hasn't reached that point yet. Laying her hands on his chest, she moves back, bracing herself with her hands on his chest, she looks down, watching him as she moves over him.
"Cassie." He groans, arching his hips and reaching for her.
Moving her hand off his chest, she braces herself against the mattress as she leans over him, nibbling on his chest, lightly kissing him, licking his nipples, moving down to his belly button and lightly kissing him, dipping her tongue inside. He groans loudly, wanting desperately to touch her.
"Cassie please!" He groans as she looks up and he looks down at her.
She smiles coyly and he realizes that this is his punishment. She's going to tempt him and tease him until he can't control himself. Sitting up, she moves back. Reaching for the buckle on his belt, she pulls it open, being careful not to touch him. Pulling it free, she tosses it to the floor before she moves up, leaning over him. She kisses him. When she starts to pull away, he tries to hang on by moving with her.
She begins to kiss her way back down his chest, kissing him, nibbling on his burning skin. Lightly caressing his other nipple, nibbling on it until it's a harden nub pressing against her mouth before she moves on and again dipping her tongue into his navel before she sits back and looks down again. She can clearly see the shape of his erection pressing against the front of his pants.
Reaching for the clasp, she lays her hands at his waist being careful not to touch any part of his skin. "Cassie, please!" He begs, arching his hips.
Taking her hands away, she slowly begins to run them down her body. Lifting her breast, she lightly runs her tongue over them and he gasps softly. "Do you want to do that?"
He swallows, but he can't reply, as he watches her again, caressing her breast. Leaning over him, she looks down as he takes her breast in his mouth, softly licking her nipple, lightly sucking on it for a few seconds before she pulls away. Sitting back, she slowly begins to run her hands down her body again, reaching for her panties, she sits up as she begins to push them down over her hips to her knees, again laying back between his legs, she pushes them down until she can kick them off. She lays there for a few seconds as Richard lifts his head, looking down at her.
Hot waves of desire rush through him as he imagines the feel of her body holding his, caressing him as he thrusts into her. She can feel that his patience is starting to wear thin. Sitting up, she reaches for the clasp on his pants, pulling it open and then the zipper being careful not to touch him, she feels him suck in a deep breath and hold it as some of the pressure eases. Leaning over him, she kisses her way down his chest again, but this time she continues on, lightly kissing him through his boxers.
The pressure of her kiss breaks his control. Sitting up, he wraps his arms around her, laying her back as he kisses her deeply, holding her tightly as he holds her closely. Moaning softly, she wraps her arms around him, holding onto him just as tightly "Richard." She moans, as he moves over to her neck, nibbling and kissing her.
Releasing her, he lays her down as he reaches for his pants and she reaches to help, pushing them down including his boxers. When he's free, she wraps her hand around him. "Oh God! Cassie." He groans as a staggering wave of desire rushes through him. "I need you, now!" He gasps, reaching for her as she lays back and he pulls her to him, slipping inside her.
"Richard!" She cries. He begins to thrust, filling her completely, caressing her body as deeply as he can. "Oh, oh, yes!" she whines, rolling her hips against his thrusts.
He holds her tightly, sinking deeper inside her as she arches her back. Reaching for him, she pulls him to her as he pulls away. A staggering wave of desire rushes her over, as her body clings to his, caressing him while he continues to thrust, when the final wave of desire washes over her, he thrust for a final time, collapsing in her waiting arms as he fills her with all the passion burning inside him. Breathing hard, she wraps her arms around him for a couple of seconds, until she releases him and begins to push on his shoulders. Looking up, he catches the expression in her eyes, and he feels her body closing around him again.
Wrapping his arms around her, he rolls to his back. Helping her up, his hand fall to her waist as she begins to slide back and forth, holding him deep inside her as she caresses him again. "Cassie." He groans, arching his back, trying to thrust against her sliding hips
"Richard!" She cries as her body begins to quiver deep inside, taking him deeper and holding him tightly, caressing him. Thrusting once, he feels searing waves of desire burn through him, filling her again with his release as she collapses in his arms.