Clay approached the bed and sat down next to her. She was facing him and it allowed him an unhindered view of her face. Tenderly he reached out and smoothed her hair away from her eyes. She sighed in her sleep and called his name. Suddenly the wall that he had erected around his memories of her, fell. Clay bent down and touched his lips to her forehead. God, how he missed this time with her! "Sarah? Sarah? Dinner is here. Wake up Sleeping Beauty," he said to her as he stroked her arm.
Sarah felt his touch, for a moment she was lost in her dream of him and their past time together. Rarely did a night go by that she didn't have a dream that included Clay. She had loved, and still did love him, with all her heart, but she was now afraid that he would hate her.
She had run from him at Manderley, straight into the arms of a stranger while TDY at the American Consulate in Germany. It had been a fling that had only lasted a month and she was still adjusting to the lasting consequences in her life. "Clay?" she whispered, as she moved her head to place a kiss on his arm.
His heart stopped at her movement and he found himself lowering his lips to hers. It had been over eight months since the last time he had kissed Sarah. It had been that fateful morning he had left her for his second to last mission. All thoughts left his mind as his lips touched hers. She responded by placing her arms around his neck and pulling him in closer, as she deepened the kiss.
Suddenly Clay found himself lying partially next to her as they devoured each other's mouths. Both were lost in their own thoughts of how good and right this felt. Clay ran his fingers down her neck. This caused her to arch her throat, opening it up to his lips. Sarah sighed as she felt his lips find the sensitive spot below her ear. All he had to do was touch this area and she melted in his arms.
As Clay felt her relax against him, he let his hands begin to move over her body. He wanted to discover the changes in her body for himself. Pregnant women had always fascinated him and this was his first chance to actually experience it.
Clay moved his hand from her neck down to her breasts. One of the first things he had noticed was their increased size. Sarah was well endowed to begin with and her pregnancy had only made her more so. Clay gently fondled her nipples through her top and began pinching them to hard peaks.
Sarah tore her mouth from his and arched her back, as she called his name. Pregnancy had also increased their sensitivity and Clay found this arousing. He brought his mouth to her right nipple and drew it into his mouth. At this Sarah arched even farther off the bed as she experienced her first climax in almost five and a half months. Clay released her nipple and watched her face as a multitude of emotions played across it.
'God, she's the most beautiful woman in the world and I want her as much today as I did the last time we were together,' thought Clay.
'He can still play my body like an instrument,' sighed Sarah as she thought, 'I want him now, as much as I did all those months ago. I must be out of my mind."
Clay moved his mouth to her ear and whispered, "Sarah, may I make love to you?"
When Clay and Sarah had first begun seeing each other, he had always been a gentleman and asked her before he did anything to her, even if it was kissing her goodnight. She had often teased him about his mother having raised him right. His habit had led to many a giggling fit when they first began their sexual relationship. Sarah was not used to a man actually caring whether she wanted his attentions or not and she would giggle to hide her feelings. Clay had soon learned that her giggle was a good thing and it had lead to many an adventurous night.
To be continued…