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chapter 6
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With one knee Tommy knelt between Barbara's legs. The other supported most of his weight while she still pulled him down to her. Her hip pushed upwards meeting his promising groin. She had the strange feeling that she was observing herself because she really could not quite believe what she was doing, although it was even more unbelievable that the man on top of her, the man she had loved for so long now, the man who had seemed untouchable and unreachable actually was doing the same in return.
Uncontrolled by her conscious mind she tugged his shirt from the waistband of his trousers and tentatively placed two firm hands on his naked skin.
"Oh, Barbara!" he sighed, gave her another brief kiss and straightened his torso so he could take off his tie and shirt in almost one single movement without really opening it.
In the corner of his eyes he saw the napkin with those sweet delicacies. Two dark brownie bits were left. Still sitting up he took one and teasing Barbara with his eyes he ate it completely. He sucked his fingers clean from all crumbles.
"You want it?" he asked.
She nodded. "Yes, Sir, and they are mine."
"Let's share it." he whispered. "I still have a few. But don't bite."
He placed it onto her lips and bent down but before he could reach her to bite off the half he had thought to be his she opened her mouth and it vanished. Chewing she had to laugh hard at his scandalised expression. "You've had yours completely, now I have mine completel-owmmmh!"
With his tongue he tried to fish for a few bits from inside her mouth. She swallowed it down almost in one but their kiss continued and became quite chocolatey. Tommy just wanted to tell her that she was insatiable but when he brought a few inches of distance between their faces he saw how chocolate smeared he had left her mouth so he only snorted with laughter. His face was not much better and so Barbara could not help but laugh too.
In the most gentle way he wiped her lips and then his own before he lowered his face again.
"You're so sweet!" She still tasted of chocolate. And she definitely should be freed from her blouse.
"May I help you?"
He had begun to open each single button of her blouse with his lips from her collar to the bottom hem. Then he ploughed his nose through the opening button border, leaving a sizzling trace on her belly, her torso, her bosom, her cleavage and finally her throat. Barbara tilted her head backwards to give him more access and to prolong his way to her lips. While his hands slid under her blouse, opening it more that way and allowing his chest to have contact with her skin, his wet kisses went towards her ear.
His flat hands stroked the bare sides of her chest. One thumb softly touched the hard seem of her scar but she did not flinch. Briefly he wondered how they could have gone so far, from DI Lynley and DS Havers solving crimes to Tommy and Barbara making out on her sofa in the blink of an eye. But then again, had he not wanted this for so long? Eliciting a sigh from her lips he left the magic spot behind her ear to taste her breasts. His tongue traced the way there. His teeth pulled at the plain violet satin of her bra and his hands tried to get under her to her back until she uncontrollably giggled.
"What's wrong?"
"The clasp's in the front, Tommy."
He opened it with his teeth. How he managed that would always be a mystery but they did not mind in that moment. As if she was a porcelain precious Tommy traced the contours of her rounds with just the tips of his fingers. Barbara groaned. And his lips had not even touched her there. They did it now.
"Oh yes!" she whispered when his tongue circled her left nipple.
"Mmmh!" he mumbled an approval onto her right nipple. It was as hard as the other one. A warm and soft pad with a hot and hard top. He knew his were hard too and he wanted them to meet so he moved his kisses across her throat and via her lips back to her ear while his chest feathery touched hers. This was electrifying.
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