Tommy broke their kiss and sat up. "Too much of that and I won't be able to stop."
"Mmmm, and the problem is...?" Barbara knelt up beside him and had her arms around his neck with her chin resting on his shoulder.
"Another drink?" Tommy stood and walked over to the bath where he had left his glass. Barbara followed him and accepted the frothing champagne. They cuddled close as they drank, their eyes never leaving the other.
Barbara had brought across the Lover's box. "Fancy a chocolate?"
Tommy selected a dark diamond shaped chocolate and placed it in her mouth. He listened to her chewing as she grinned at him. It was a rich, sensual sound. He always enjoyed watching her eat, although he had no idea why it appealed to him. The second chocolate he placed between his teeth. He leant forward as if to kiss her and passed it to her. He kept his face close as she ate it then kissed her. "Mmm, caramel fudge."
Barbara laughed then returned the favour. This time Tommy bit the chocolate in two. Some of the gooey strawberry fondant dripped onto her chin and he quickly licked it off. They swallowed their halves before Barbara grabbed the ends of his tie and pulled him into a savage kiss. He pushed his weight against her so that they fell back against the window. Barbara tossed his tie on the floor and undid a few buttons on his shirt as they kissed.
Between his thumb and first two fingers he had a chocolate that had started to melt. He held it just above her mouth. She raised her head slightly to reach. A drop fell onto her lips and she licked them in a way that enthralled him. Do you know what that does to me? A smile that he knew always made her emerald eyes go glassy crept across his face. He wanted to see that look now and know he had caused it. As her lips touched the chocolate it lost all shape and oozed between his fingers. Her eyes shone like crystal and Tommy inhaled sharply as her mouth brushed his fingers.
Barbara watched him closely then licked off the chocolate. His eyes dilated and he grunted softly as she took his fingers in her mouth one by one and gently sucked them clean. His eyes were always her undoing. Dark, mysterious pools of emotion that spoke directly to her heart. Tonight they were making love to her; slowly peeling away her fears. She wanted to dive into them, to disappear right into his soul. He smiled as he took another chocolate from the box. He placed it in his mouth and kissed her until the dark, minty chocolate had melted and disappeared.
As they kissed she felt her dress fall away from her shoulders. He pushed it down her arms and she wriggled back allowing it to fall to the floor still wondering how he undid it without her noticing. She was momentarily embarrassed to find she was standing in a window in her underwear with a man that until tonight she had not even kissed, yet that man was Tommy and it felt as though this was the most natural thing in the world. She unzipped his trousers. She expected them to fall but had forgotten the button. She fumbled for it so Tommy placed his hands over hers and assisted. He shook his hips and his trousers fell. He kicked them away then standing on the toe of his socks pulled his left foot free, then his right.
Barbara had expected his underwear to be utilitarian; functional, neat and close fitting. Instead he was in blue boxers and they had a pattern. She was intrigued and tried to look without making it too obvious.
"They're pandas," he said noticing her behaviour.
Barbara began to laugh. "Do you wear these at work?"
"Sometimes. I also have tigers and koalas. And do you always wear these?" he said as he flicked the strap of her black bra in his teeth.
Barbara blushed. She had bought them with the dress to make her feel a little more feminine, a little sexier. Now she wondered if subconsciously she had hoped this would happen. "No, definitely not."
"That's good," he said, "otherwise I will never be able to concentrate at a crime scene again!" He traced his lips around the contours of her bra noticing the affect he was having. He unclipped it and as he nibbled on her shoulder he slipped his hands under it. Her breasts were fuller than he had imagined but a perfect fit for his hand. He let his fingers explore the silkiness of her skin in small circular movements. He had often thought about their weight and texture. Her nipples tightened into small rock-hard nubs that he allowed to slide through his fingers. He circled them suggestively with his thumb as he squeezed just hard enough to make her gasp.
As he caressed her Barbara cried out his name. It had been a long time since someone had touched her intimately and his actions were telegraphed directly to her core. She was surprised to feel her heartbeat pounding in her groin. He held her breasts the same way she had the other night and it reminded her of the power she had felt standing naked by the window. She had wished he had been there then to satisfy her but now he was here, and she knew he would more than satisfy. She was vaguely aware that perhaps she should be pleasuring him in some way but all she could do was grip his waist tighter as he skillfully removed her bra and replaced his hands with his mouth. "Oh Tommy!"
This inspired her and soon her hands had undone his shirt and her fingers were exploring his chest. She dropped another chocolate in his mouth and kissed him, sharing the taste and the sensation as they rolled it playfully between their tongues. Barbara used another chocolate to trace patterns on his chest before she popped it into her mouth inviting him to kiss her.
Her fingers tickled and her teasing with the chocolate was alluring. Tommy smiled at her lovingly thinking that it was a good time to explore each other's desires further. "The second layer of the box," he said hoarsely. He fumbled in the box while he was still kissing her and closed his fingers around a tube. "It might be best if you put it where you want it," he said handing it to her.
She understood his meaning but instead pushed him down onto the rim of the freestanding bath and squeezed a heart shape on his chest. She stood close inside his legs and as she licked off the chocolate with exaggerated strokes she felt the pandas stirring. She grinned as he tightened his grip on her shoulders when he nearly tumbled backwards into the bath.
Quick as lightening he picked her up and spun her around so she was standing in the oversized tub. He climbed in after her and kissed her furiously as they sank to their knees onto the cool porcelain surface. Barbara tried hard not to think and to just live in the moment. She imagined Winston's face. He would never believe she and the DI would be cavorting in a bath smothering each other with chocolate. But they were and it was delicious, in every sense of the word.
"Not quite what I meant." Tommy was enjoying his journey but was beginning to think it was again moving too fast and when she handed him the tube he was firm. "No, I want you to tell me Barbara."
Barbara realised that her experience had been very one-sided. She had thought of sex as something being done to her but with Tommy it was clear he wanted to please her and have her enjoy making love to him. It was a powerful aphrodisiac. His seduction was not a formula, it was personal. "You have no idea how much I love you," she said almost out of context.
"Then show me Barbara."
She self-consciously squeezed a daub of chocolate on each breast just above the taut skin of her nipples. She writhed in pleasure as he ate them off as he gently suckled. He paused, looking at her with his usual grin and dreamy eyes. She squeezed a line down her abdomen stopping well shy of her scar. He put his hand over hers with enough pressure to force the chocolate out, drizzling a line over her scar. He traced his way down slowly and kissed every inch of her blemish. "I knew then that we would end up here one day," he said, "I should've listened to my heart."
His comment shocked Barbara. Before Helen had come back she had begun to believe something might have changed in their relationship. It had been a strange but comfortable few months but then he trotted back to Helen without a backwards glance and she again retreated to the role of his friend. "Then why did you go back to her?" It sounded bitter and she had said it before she had thought. She felt him freeze. "I'm sorry," she said hoping she had not spoiled the mood or worse.
Tommy embraced her and gently twisted them so that they could lie down in the bath. He leant on his elbow above her and said earnestly, "because I was a fool. I did not want to believe the truth that it had been a mistake and that I had married her for all the wrong reasons. It scared me to think I was falling in love with you. I thought the whole thing might have been happening again and that perhaps I made a habit of falling in love with my best friends. It was easier to go back than to face the truth. Now where was I?" Tommy grabbed the tube and squirted a line along the inside of her thighs and commenced to feast.
Barbara had always imagined torture to be painful but it could be exquisite pleasure as well. The cold porcelain chilled her back while his hot tongue was dangerously close to the hem of her rather high cut and lacy lingerie. He traced kisses over the hem and across the skimpy garment. His warm breathe triggered her unspeakable longing and when he slipped his tongue under the elastic she dug her nails into his back in anticipation and dragged them down. "Oh Tommy."
As the red marks formed on his back he cried out in pain losing interest momentarily in what he had been doing. "Ahhh!"
Barbara felt the welts rise under her fingertips then pushed him aside. She reached up into the ice bucket that sat on the ledge near the rim and pulled two dripping ice cubes from the slushy water. She knelt behind him and rubbed them over the marks. Barbara had no idea what she was doing, she was simply trying to take the sting out of the wounds she had created. "I'm so sorry."
The ice felt like fire and small runnels of water dribbled tantalizingly down his spine. He was half kneeling but collapsed forward, his arms resting along the bath's lip, as she rubbed handfuls of melting ice over his back allowing the water to run down his sides. He heard her squeeze the tube and warmth dribbled onto his cool back. As she began to lick it off his shoulder blades he tensed. He shivered and muffled his groans but they echoed around the bath as her tongue flicked down his spine. "I'm not. You have no idea how exquisitely painful that is!"
Barbara felt wicked. There was no other suitable word for it. She felt wanton and as if she had power over his pleasure. That made her slightly guilty but also incredibly excited. She wanted to see what he liked and also understand what pleased her. As he faced away from her she examined his pandas. They were cute and she absent-mindedly started to tickle them under their chins. Tommy almost giggled and shook his tail like a horse shaking off a fly. She steadied him by rubbing her palms over the well defined mounds of his rump then popped an ice cube under the elastic and let it melt in the small of his back. The water soaked through the cloth which stuck to him outlining the top of his rather cute tail. Blood rushed to her groin and she needed to touch him. Without thinking she grabbed the hem and pulled them down and off his legs.
The sudden movement took Tommy by surprise. He did not object as such but she had him at a decided disadvantage because he could not tell if she wanted him to stay or roll over. When she began to run just the tips of her fingers over both cheeks he tried to stay as still as he could fearing that any movement might bring him undone. She bit him him playfully and it was too much. He slowly sank down the edge of the bath. "Oh Barbara."
She traced her fingers down his thighs and calves pausing only briefly to explore the a sensitive spot behind his knees that her fingers had found. "I like your legs," she told him.
Tommy lay still waiting to see what would happen. He imagined ice cubes over his legs and grinned at the thought. Nothing came and he slowly rolled over to see her scrutinising him.
"Is everything alright? He had almost forgotten that she had not seen him naked yet and now she was staring at him and he blushed. He was relieved that his erection was harder than it had been since he was a teenager and that he was, as one lover had once put it, 'neatly packaged'. His testes stirred and tightened painfully and looking at her staring at him only made it worse. He watched her studying every part of him. She seemed fascinated by the way the skin seemed to crawl with its minute contractions. No one had examined him like that before but instead of being embarrassed he felt flirtatious.
She felt her face darken with embarrassment and desire. She had expected him to be mildly excited but something primal stirred deep within her when she saw him so obviously aroused. He seemed very generously endowed compared to her previous lover. Did you just wave that at me? The overwhelming urge to touch him frightened her. She did not really know what to do so she reached out with her finger and touched the very tip with her finger. It was hot and smooth as she ran her finger around the top. She smiled and flicked her eyebrows. "Perfect I'd say."
Tommy pulled her down and kissed her with urgency. He pressed against her and enjoyed it when she moaned. He ran his fingers lightly down her back and placed his fingers just inside the black silk. "You know I want to rip these off don't you?"
"They cost too much for that," she replied secretly hoping he would finish what he had started and pull them off with his teeth.
Tommy rose onto his knees and watched captivated as she lay below him. Slowly he peeled them down to reveal a reddish patch of fine curls. He continued to pull them down, running his fingers teasingly over her legs. Tommy threw the black silk aside noticing that they were damp. He ached to be inside her but it was still too early. He wanted Barbara to want him as much as he wanted her. He began to trace kisses up the inside of her thighs. One on the left, one on the right, each a little higher than the previous one. His hands rested on her knees with just enough pressure for her to shyly move her legs apart. He spent a minute admiring the view with a smirk on his face. How do you like being inspected young lady?
"Hmm! May I?" he asked.
Barbara smiled at his politeness. It seemed to be so very Lynley-like. She thought this was the moment of truth. She could feel his keenness pressed up against her leg leaving a little wet trail and was sure he was just as anxious as she was to consummate their love; newly discovered but long-held. His gorgeous eyes implored her and she had no hesitation even though she was surprised that they were making love in a bathtub. She was not sure what to expect but she knew she would enjoy it. She just hoped she would please him. "Yes but tell me what I have to do."
He smiled at her. "Just enjoy it and tell me to stop if you don't."
He nuzzled into the curls with a deep growl and was pleased at her shocked cry. He paused at the top of her thigh and inhaled her scent, an earthy muskiness that he found irresistible. He started to kiss her and slowly worked his tongue beyond the folds. They both groaned and Tommy smiled. This was not his area of expertise. It was too intimate an act for casual encounters and Helen and Deborah had thought the idea was too animalistic. Tommy disagreed. It was an act of intimacy, of trust, vulnerability and love. He had fantasised about making Barbara scream out his name as he pleasured her this way. It was erotic for him and he hoped a new experience for her. He thought it would be the perfect way to ensure Barbara understood how much he loved her and how he wanted to ensure her ultimate pleasure.
He had not expected her to be as swollen and wet as he found her and he had to pause to calm his own excitement. He ran his tongue along all the folds exploring what evoked the strongest groans. He inserted his tongue into her as far as it would go then repeated the action a dozen or more times. Barbara moved under him in slow bucking circles and her breathing was heavy and irregular. He understood that like him she was on the brink of something wonderous. He ran his tongue up and over the zone he knew would bring her undone. She was making a glorious noise of ecstasy and frustration. He experimented with swift strokes forward and back, forward and back but it was when he used the hardened point of his tongue in slow, firm circles that he felt Barbara grip his head and push rhythmically.
At first Barbara had been too embarrassed to react but his tongue was doing what her finger normally did but in a far smoother and less predictable way. She no longer had to imagine it was Tommy, this time is was him and he was far better at it than she had ever been. She ran her hands through his hair and pushed him to exactly the spot. She felt mildly guilty that she was in raptures while he was waiting but she became lost in the sensation. Gentle waves of wellbeing started to flood through her. They built up rapidly until she could feel the warmth spreading across her torso as her abdomen rose and fell in time with her muscles contractions. She straightened her legs, locked her knees, pushed hard against him and let herself go. She knew she was calling out incoherently. Tommy paused and she pushed his head down hard to make him continue. Her breathing was uneven and she struggled for air and her heart was thumping in her chest. She floated into another world where the physical and emotion highs blended into a total happiness she had never before experienced. The physical pleasure muted into a long sensation of completeness and Tommy's movements became pleasurably painful. She pulled him away and he rested his cheek on her stomach.
Tommy shared the same post-orgasmic euphoria and had to check that he had not succumbed himself. Hearing Barbara scream his name at the peak of her obvious joy had made his whole body tingle. He felt alive and strong and very, very loved. He nestled against her and held her while they both had a chance to calm down. She was stroking his head and still murmuring his name.
Tommy crawled up next to her and lent in to kiss her. He was not sure if she would kiss him after that but she did, eagerly and deeply. She broke from his grip and still kissing him floundered around in the Lover's Box. Her hand finally closed around what she needed and she handed it to Tommy. "I want to feel you inside me Tommy."
"Put it on for me," he implored as he kissed her again.
Barbara started to panic. She had no idea how. She tore open the packet then confessed. "I've never done it before. I don't know how."
"That's okay. We'll do it together." He removed the condom and rolled onto his back. It smelled strongly of chocolate. He took her hand in his and guided her through the process. Being confined in latex was not something he enjoyed and they would need to discuss alternatives later.
"Tommy?"
"Yes."
"It smells chocolatey, do you think it tastes like chocolate?"
"I doubt it...oh my." Tommy was surprised that Barbara had decided to find out the most obvious way. "Not too much of that please!"
"Like dark chocolate with an undertone of rubber bands," she declared and laughed. Barbara was straddling his knees and when Tommy tried to kneel up Barbara pushed him down. "Do you mind if I do this?"
Again Tommy was not sure what to expect. It was now painful and he really wanted to hasten things rather than slow them but he also wanted to wait. Barbara kissed him and moved higher. She carefully lowered herself onto him and with a corrective wiggle to locate just the right spot she slowly lowered herself onto his shaft. At first she allowed just the tip to enter her as she moved slowly up and down before with one unexpected thrust she sank down taking in his full length.
Tommy mumbled disconnected words about love and wonder. His instinct was to move and he tried to lift his hips but she pressed down pinning him to the bath then leant forward and kissed him.
"Not yet Tommy, let me make love to you," she said breathlessly.
Tommy surrendered and Barbara kissed him again. This time her tongue moved against his in the same rhythm as her hips; slow and deep. His body had never felt more alive. The scent of warm chocolate hung in the air and she tasted of a heady mix of chocolate and her own musk from where he had been before. The reminder made him sigh with delight. She stopped kissing him and sat more upright taking him deeper inside her. Her movements were slow and deliberate yet seemed unpracticed. He suspected she was experimenting to see what affected him most. Everything! He tried hard to watch her but her eyes were starting to bring him undone. He focused on the velvety softness of her skin and way that her breasts heaved as she moved. He wanted to nuzzle his face between them. His hands caressed her back and he pulled her towards him. He kissed her passionately before she began the grind against him sending little quivers down his legs.
She had not expected to find this erotic but she did. Tommy was letting her control everything and it aroused her in unexpected ways. She could tell he was close, very close, but so was she and she selfishly wanted to experience again that same orgasmic high that he had given her earlier. She widened her legs and found just the right spot to rub against. Three or four wriggling thrusts and the world shrank to just one wonderful, tightening sensation. "I love you Tommy!"
He fought the urge to let go until he was sure she was almost sated. Her eyes had melted into green pools of fiery love and the way she was looking at him confirmed that she was his, mind, body and soul. It was a total love that Helen had never been able to give him and he felt peaceful and complete. Tommy was watching Barbara who was smiling at him so lovingly that he did not notice that he had capitulated to the moment until he felt the first wave of energy leave him. He closed his eyes as every muscle in his body seemed to contract. She had him gripped tight. He started to thrust up and deeper into her. His heart was pounding and then he felt the fullness that he knew was the point of no return. The warmth started to spread as the pressure built and as it released electricity shot through his legs. His toes curled and he cried out her name. The pressure came again and again in what felt like the longest and most intense orgasm of his life.
Barbara smiled watching Tommy lose himself completely. He had gripped her sides so hard she knew she would have bruises tomorrow but it was worth it to see his face and know she had caused it. She had felt him expand inside her before the head thumped against her walls. She gripped him harder. It was raw and carnal but she also knew as he called out her name that he loved her. Barbara knew that no matter what happened and how hard being Lady Asherton might be from this moment on they would never be separated.