AN: Here comes the second to last chapter. Please enjoy and thanks for staying tuned. This chapter is rated M!

Disclaimer: I'd really enjoy my very own Spades.

Chapter 5

He took his sweet time undressing her, making her feel like she was a Christmas gift he was unwrapping and to him, she probably was. He laid down next to her once she was completely naked, while he was still fully dressed from the waist down, and studied her, gently running his fingertips over her body and watching the muscles in her stomach clench and unclench at the sensation. His lips joined in soon enough as he started kissing over her clavicle and towards her chest. When his mouth closed over an already hardened nipple, Liz hissed and arched her back. He moaned against her skin when he felt her fingers at the back of his neck and then moved his lips over her ribcage, making her giggle slightly.

Red looked up at her, a fond smile on his face. She watched him trail his fingers over her stomach as his mouth sucked on her hipbone. She caught his wandering hand with hers and laced their fingers together, feeling him smile against her as he moved further down. He took his time caressing her thighs, and he apparently loved the back of her knees. Then he gently rubbed his five o'clock stubble over the inside of her leg, just above her knee. Red was now kneeling right between her legs, kissing his way up her thigh until he reached her center. He looked up and saw that her eyes were closed while her fingers absently ran over the hand he had laid protectively across her stomach. Dipping his head, he let his tongue swirl around her bellybutton, before moving up her body again, making sure to caress the other side now. He kissed his way through the valley of her breasts until they were face to face again. It took her a while to open her eyes and he could see her arousal as clear as the night.

"Make love to me," she said softly, running her fingers through his chest hair. He continued watching her, in awe of what was happening right now. He never thought he would ever have a chance with this beautiful woman, not after everything that had happened.

He saw her smile and shake her head, before she leaned up and took his lips in soft kiss and his eyes closed on their own as he lost himself in the feeling. Her hands worked blindly on his belt buckle, tugging at the leather to get it undone, but Red was too busy nipping at her lips to even consider helping her out. With a frustrated groan, she pushed against his chest.

"Take them off, now," she ordered, pointing at his pants.

Without a single word, he followed her directions and unbuckled his belt. He slid from the mattress and shoved his trousers and boxer briefs from his hips, his eyes never leaving hers as he stood in front of her in all his glory. He was by no means a poster boy, as his skin was marred with battle scars and his stomach a little round from the good food he got to eat all over the planet, and still he was so very beautiful. And all hers. She wanted to kiss his scars, hoping to make them better, though it was silly. Liz dropped her eyes lower and her breath hitched when she saw how big he really was and how aroused he already was. He twitched under her gaze and then climbed back onto the bed, feeling the need to touch her again. He covered her body with his and Liz moaned at the feeling of his hot skin touching her from head to toe. His erection was scorching hot against her center and she was ready to scream. She wanted him, now.

Taking matters into her own hands, so to speak, Liz wrapped her fingers around him and moved her fist up and down, not really establishing a rhythm. He made a low choking noise at the feeling and bucked into her touch, his lips wrapping around one of her nipples, while he trailed his hands down her body. Only seconds later she felt his fingers at her center, parting her folds to have access to the wetness hidden beneath. Her state of arousal surprised him and turned him on to no end. Her fist tightened when he directed his touch to where she was most sensitive and she moaned loudly.

"God, Lizzie…" He breathed out, slipping one finger inside of her. "You're so wet."

"Red…"

He grunted when her thumb ran over the head of his member and promptly slipped a second finger into her wetness, making her moan and thrash underneath him. She was tight around his fingers and he worried if she would be able to take him in.

"Please…"

He groaned at that and pushed her hand from his erection, rubbing himself over her wetness, slicking himself up. "Lizzie… I don't have any –"

"We're fine!" She replied instantly. "Just, god please, just go."

He shuffled closer and kissed her softly, before pulling back to look at her face. Then he took himself into his hands, and pushed into her slowly. His moans spurred him on as he inched his way in. Whenever it felt like she couldn't take anymore, he stopped moving to give her time to adjust to his width. Once he was finally fully seated inside of her, he released a breath he hadn't known that he was holding.

"Are you okay, sweetheart?"

"Red…"

He nuzzled her face with his nose, whispering words of adoration. "Am I hurting you?" He asked and she shook her head.

"I need you."

He slowly started thrusting into her, one of his hands going to fondle her wetness, to help her muscles relax around him. She closed her arms and legs around him, pulling him as close as possible as she moved her mouth over the side of his head. Both knew that their first time together couldn't be dragged out for too long, and Red could already feel her orgasm building up. He quickened his pace and put more of his weight onto her, holding her in place with a hand at her hip.

"Come for me, Lizzie." His breath was hot against her ear, and with a couple more skilled thrusts into her core and his fingers against her sensitive nub, she fell apart beneath him, moaning his first name. His full first name.

Raymond.

How sweet it sounded dripping from her lips. The clenching of her inner muscles, together with his name coming from her mouth, was enough to tip him over as well, and he shuddered as he emptied himself inside of her.

"Lizzie…"

They didn't move for several long minutes, both spent and utterly sated. He had his head on her chest, placing lazy kisses against the swell of her breast, while she ran her fingers over his sideburns, caressing his face.

"Lizzie?" He said, his voice low and somewhat rough from being sleepy.

"Mhm?"

He pushed himself up, choosing to lean on his forearms, his hands holding onto the sides of her body. He looked deeply into her eyes. "I love you."

She swallowed hard at his words and her eyes started watering. She could feel the stinging sensation at the back of them. She hadn't cried when her stupid ex-husband had told her that he loved her, not even when he had proposed. Maybe she actually hadn't ever loved before.

Liz grabbed his head between her hands and pulled him further up and in for a kiss, putting all of her emotions into it. Red moaned against her and then rolled the two of them to the side, without ever breaking contact. He pulled her deeper into his side and gentled the touch of his lips. When they finally came up for air he looked at her, a smile blooming on his face.

"I already know this is going to be a great year." He kissed her again and then tucked her head under his chin, before pulling the covers over their bodies. "Goodnight, sweetheart."

"Goodnight, Ray," she replied, touching her lips to his skin, her arm wrapped around his waist.

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A tickling sensation in his face woke him from his slumber. The room was still fully dark, he couldn't have slept for more than three hours. He took a deep breath, inhaling the sweet scent of her hair, while his thoughts drifted back to what had happened before they fell asleep. And oh, he remembered alright. It had been the most beautiful experience for him. His Lizzie was just too perfect, his Lizzie… Her face was hidden in the crook of his neck, her warm breath ghosting over his skin, while she was lying almost completely on top of him. Using his free hand, he gently stroked it over her head, trying to tame her tousled hair that was spread everywhere.

God, how much he loved her, it was incredible. Pressing a gentle kiss to the side of her head, he carefully rolled her off him and onto her back, shushing her little noises of protest. She was still sleeping heavily, but her forehead was bunched up in a frown, since her source of warmth had disappeared. Red took a minute to just watch her sleep, before he slipped the covers from her body, exposing her naked skin to the cold. She shivered slightly when he trailed his fingertips over her sides as he made his way down the mattress. He parted her legs to kneel in between them and started kissing over the insides of her thighs. He had wanted to taste her the last time around, but both had been too aroused and he himself probably wouldn't have lasted.

While placing a gentle kiss on her mound, he used the back of his fingers to stroke over her folds. She sighed, but didn't wake. Carefully he pulled her lips apart and finally let himself taste her, humming at the sweetness that hit him. It wasn't long before his loving assault woke her from her sleep.

"Red…" she groaned, grabbing at whatever part of him she could reach.

He hummed again, lapping at her rosy flesh before sucking on her little nub of lust, and Liz bucked into him, almost throwing him off. He pulled his head back to look up at her. "Problem, sweetheart?"

"Fuck you."

Red chuckled at her words. "We both know that's exactly what you want," he answered, before getting back to his task. As soon as his tongue touched her clit again, Liz grabbed at his arms, her nails digging painfully into his skin. He hissed at the sting and pulled back again. "Do I need to tie you up?"

There was something utterly erotic about that idea and Liz couldn't contain the shudder that went through her body, but Red was already busy fondling her center again, his fingers coming to his aid, as he inserted two of them into her, curling upward to touch the spot that would make her see stars.

Liz tossed and trashed and he had a hard time holding her down with one arm over her waist. He fastened the movement of his fingers when he felt her tightening around them and sucked her hot flesh into his mouth, pushing her over the edge with his name on her lips.

He gave her a moment, nuzzling her thighs and placing gentle kisses here and there as he moved to lie next to her, with his own arousal throbbing painfully. He placed a kiss to her clavicle, his hand coming to a rest on her belly. "You taste heavenly, Lizzie." She turned to throw her arm over his body, her fingers tangled in his chest hair. As she pulled herself closer to him, she could feel him hot and hard against her. He had apparently not even considered pleasing himself and had instead only focused on her, which in turn turned her on even more.

Swinging her leg over his waist, she moved to straddle his thighs, only slightly brushing over his erection, but it was enough to make him groan. Wrapping his arms around her, Red scooted back against the headboard and leaned up to kiss her. Liz could still taste herself on him as he pushed his tongue into her mouth and she made a noise in the back of her throat. She pressed her lips firmly against his as she grabbed behind her and positioned him at her entrance. He kept perfectly still while she slowly sank onto him, her eyes closed and her head thrown back in ecstasy as she pulled on his chest hair. When she was fully seated, Red grabbed her waist to direct her movement while he leaned forward to nibble and suck on her breasts. Her hands clutched at his shoulders and the back of his head, scratching her nails over his skin.

It wasn't long until both reached their high, coming almost simultaneously and Liz slumped against him, too exhausted to move from his lap, but neither minded in the slightest. He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tightly to his chest, the movement making him hiss.

"What the…" He looked at the stinging part of his skin and saw the red marks covering most of it. "Really, Lizzie?" He asked, a smile on his lips.

"Mhm?" She sleepily lifted her head to look at him, taking in the wounds she had left on his skin. She gently ran her fingertips over them. "I'm sorry."

"Maybe I really do need to tie you up." He grinned before leaning up to kiss her again.