Chapter 10

Laura wrapped her arms around him as he began to move. A small piece of her worried about where his mind had gone. She'd seen the fear in his eyes and it had torn at her. She pushed up to meet his thrusts, losing herself in the feel of him. His fear could wait, this moment was more important.

The feel of her moving against him, kissing him, holding him, anchored him to the present. He pushed his fears away, tried to let the intimacy of this moment wash him clean. Laura was here, alive, whole. And she loved him. She had forgiven him his transgressions.

He was moving so slowly, a sweet torture. She wanted more, needed more. Tightening her legs around him she pushed up, squeezing against him. His groan of pleasure made her smile against his lips. She kissed down his neck, nipping at the delicate skin, raking her nails down his back.

Robbie roared above her, pushing up on his arms. He gazed down at her, lost in her beauty. She met his gaze and pushed up to him. Her mouth locked on his chest, teeth grazing the skin, followed by the soothing touch of her tongue.

He pushed into her harder. Her moan of pleasure vibrated through his body. Another flick of his hips and he drove into her again. She matched his movement, her legs squeezing around him. All thoughts of restraint left him.

Laura saw the moment he gave in. Felt the urgency in his thrusts. Her breath caught in her chest as she pushed to match his movements. They moved together, faster, harder. It didn't take long until Robbie screamed out her name. A shout echoing through the room. He kept moving needing to take her with him.

A few more strokes and he felt her tighten around him. Her cries joined his as she pulled him down to her, needing to feel his weight over her. He buried his face in her neck, his breath heavy over her skin. She held him tenderly, pressing soft kisses into his hair.

As his breathing returned to normal, he pushed up, trying to take some of his weight from her. She held him fast, "Don't move. Let me hold you."

"I'm too heavy." He moved to the side, pulling her with him, "You can still hold me but now I'm not smothering you."

Kissing him lightly, she smiled, "I don't mind it." She wrapped her arm around him and slid her leg between his, "Not that this sofa wasn't great, but perhaps next time the bed would be better."

"Are you complaining about my level of service again?"

She laughed throatily, "Not at all, I was just thinking if we'd had more space, I might have been able to better serve you."

His look turned serious, "Oh, I assure you I have no complaints."

Gently touching his face, she met his eyes, "I have no regrets Robbie."

For a second he thought of pretending he didn't know what she was talking about. Then he thought of their argument and knew he couldn't, "Are you sure?"

"We happened when we were supposed to happen. It would have been wonderful if it had happened sooner but my fear is we might have ruined it had we pushed."

"And I haven't ruined it now have I?"

"Perhaps scratched us a bit but I believe we are stronger than all that."

"I love you Laura."

"I know Robbie, I've always known. And I love you."

"Can I interest you in a light dinner, a very good bottle of wine and then a very large bed just up the stairs?"

She wrinkled her nose, "You aren't planning on cooking are you?"