**OK, this is definitely more M than I intended**

Part 4 of 5

He says very quietly, "There's nothing I can say to express myself right now… maybe later." He raises his face to press his cheek to her temple. He takes a slow breath as if trying to draw her into himself. His arms readjust and now he is holding her firmly, more confidently. He seems content to just hold her.

She isn't content with that. She whispers into his ear, "May I kiss you again, please?" His quick nod is all the encouragement she needs and she tastes him deeply, eagerly, possessively. He is having a hard time meeting her urgency and her mind sings in glee, Has he never been properly kissed before? Oh, so many things to discover!

When her tongue invades his mouth again he moans and pulls away. "Don't you like that?" she asks, "I won't do it again if…"

His eyes slip open briefly, "Do it again… deeper… harder…" and she does… over and over again as he writhes in her grasp and submits most wantonly. His hands have dropped to her hips and he is pulling her against him where she feels a very hot response awaiting her. Now SHE is writhing and her pulse is jumping. He feels so good! He feels wonderful! She has to get him naked… she needs him on the bed. She needs him under her… on top of her… in her…

She tries to give him some warning… she DOES! "Oh… chéri… I'm on fire! I need you. I want you. Can you come with me now? Will you make love to me, right here, right now?"

Blindly he nods… but… but being Richard Poole he just HAS to ask, "What… what about your… your man? Won't he be upset if he… he finds out…?"

She gives him a 'wtf' look then laughs, "Oh, you idiot! YOU'RE the man! How can you not KNOW that?"

His look back is also 'wtf' but it rapidly changes to one of joy and seeing a clear path where he'd seen only an impassable maze, "What?! ME? Really?" He hears her laughter and starts to worry. His smile vanishes and he says peevishly, "Well… well, I… in my own defense… I'm…"

"In your own defense you are an IDIOT… but I'm going to change all that now. Are you ready?"

He gasps as she tightens her embrace then he shifts his hold on her and takes her in another deep kiss, his worry and peevishness melting like snow in front of a blast furnace... no… not melting… exploding to flashpoint!

Her hands fly over his body, loosening his clothes, letting them fall where they may. He is pushing her dress off her shoulders. Within moments they are naked and the press of live skin to skin is almost more than they can bear.

His eyes fly open now and he drinks her in, "My god, you're more lovely than I could ever imagine! Oh, PLEASE do not do anything to your breasts!"

She laughs in delight, "Found your words, I see. Anything to say before I throw you onto the bed and use you most abominably?"

"Christ, no! I'm trusting you implicitly now. You got me this far. It's time to take me all the way."

"Deal!" she shouts and pushes him mightily onto the bed. He lay on the white linens, looking up at her in wonder and a little trepidation but no fear. She stands over him, savouring the moment and his loveliness. Oh, lord, she has such wondrous options. Where to start? Meeting his eyes, she knows he needs everything, all at once, with as much gusto as she can manage.

She drops to her knees. His gasp is almost a yelp. She has to catch his hands and hold them away. He is shouting something but the high ringing in her ears prevents her from hearing it. It isn't until he twists his whole body away from her that she comes to her senses. She still has his wrists tightly gripped in her hands. She has to forcibly let go in order to stroke his hip and back. His hands dive down to cover himself as he lay gasping beside her.

"Sorry! Sorry… but… oh, Richard… you are SO delectable! I couldn't help myself! Here, let me…"

He flinches away, just enough to dismay her, "No! No. Maybe I'm not ready."

"No, no, it was me. Sorry. Let me catch my breath and my manners. Let me try again."

They lay on the bed together, regarding each other as their breathing slowed. She sits up a bit, continuing to stroke his back. He relaxes a bit, moving his near hand to lean back on his elbow but keeping the other hand securely over his assets. She has to smile, "I think I'm under control now. You can let go of the family jewels."

He gives her a cautious look, "I don't think so, not just yet. You have amazingly fast reflexes and you know what you're doing. I'm at a bit of a disadvantage here."

"Well, let's see if I can't distract you."

"How do you intend to do th…" She begins undulating her shoulders most gently, giving him a smoky look and slow smile. "Oh," he gulps.

"You said I was lovely and that my breasts didn't need any enhancement. Care to check for yourself?"

End – part 4