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At some point, Lucy opened her eyes to find Holt looking at her as if he had been waiting for her to wake up, a lopsided smile on his face. He was sitting on cushions at the foot side of the bed between her and the fire.

- "You're cute when you're asleep." He told her bringing her to smile. "It took you long enough."

- "What? To wake up?" She asked raising her head and then holding it with her hand on her bent arm.

- "No, to come back to me."

- "Yeah, I took my time." She said smiling nicely at him. "Was it worth the wait?" She questioned him.

- "Totally worth the wait! It was very rewarding, indeed." He said in a joyful tone.

- "Come here." He required lifting up the bedspread that was covering him. She joined him. She sat down before him; he wrapped his legs and arms around her and arranged the cover as they were both in front of the fire.

She rested her head on his upper chest and said:

- "This is nice. I'm glad to be here."

He was very silent for a moment so she looked at him. She saw the saddest expression she's ever seen on his face and since she could not figure out what it meant, she just asked:

- "What is it Holt?"

He embraced her so tight and wrapped his arms around her, his hands covering her stomach as if he wanted to protect her. Then, he painfully said to her:

- "I'm so sorry for everything Lucy. I feel so bad."

At this moment, she turned around and took his head in her hands and made him look at her. In his eyes, she could see the most tender and fragile boyish look ever. This tug right at her heart and she did not want him to feel guilty anymore.

- "This is not your fault Holt. OK? Shit happens to people but the way they handle is their responsibilities."

- "But you almost died and I couldn't be with you. And I just don't know what I would've done without you."

- "Hey, listen to me. You need to move on. I am fine now. I am totally OK, alright?"

- "but Lucy I've missed you so much and…"

Her hands were still framing his face when she kissed him long and deeply to make him stop talking and to just show him that he should not worry anymore but enjoy what they had.

He reached for her chin which he held with the tip of his fingers and he fixed her in the eyes gravely, stroke the lock of her hair that was covering part of her eyes and declared very grave:

- "I wanna make love to you again Lucy."

He wanted to tell her how much he loved her but he knew it was too soon and he did not want to take any chances to scare her off. So he chose these words to let her in on his feelings a small amount so that she would know how much his feelings for her had changed without actually saying it.

She was startled by what he had just expressed. 'Make love? Does this mean what I think it means?' She wondered for a bit and then she just went with the moment.

They were still facing each other. He was backed against the side of the bed and she was in front of him, her legs around his waist.

- "Maybe I should go. I don't want some pap to shoot me leaving your house in the morning."

- "You're not going anywhere, baby. We have some catching up to do. I'm gonna spend the rest of the night long making up for the time we've lost."

- "Oh, really?" She said amused. "Something particular in mind?"

He placed her hand on his upper chest and they kissed. His hands went up her back until he held her neck and laid her on the comfortable pillows down the floor. She felt more eagerness to lead their second sequence so she gathered her strengths and rolled him over in order to get astride him. She gave him an exalted and tender look that was another proof of how much she was into him.

Just as he had not rushed into it, she took all the time in the world to rediscover his body with her eyes and hers hands; with her kisses and her breathing. She lingered her hair on his chest, after kissing him and patting his hair.

Holt was laying back enjoying her exploration, too happy and still amazed to be her piece of work again. He looked up at her, leaning ever so intensely over him and willed himself to be patient even if her teasing was killing him. She looked so warm and wonderful lighted only by the fire. Her naked body was so graceful, her bent legs on both sides of his body, her very sensual neck and shoulders, her fit waist, her nipples pointing on her magnificent breasts. He had to touch them and lick them now, they were asking for it. She let him proceed and endure this delight until she took over and pressed him back down.

- "You've got to be kidding me! Come on Lucy; put me out of my misery!" He demanded on the verge of blowing up.

- "Didn't you say we have all night long ahead of us?" She said jokingly in his ear.

- "You're such a big teaser!" He told her revolted.

- "Takes one to know one!" She muttered in his face.

She shoved herself upward, but he just grunted in negation and placed his hand at the bottom of her back to bring her closer to his crotch. He could not hold it in any longer. She was too exciting.

- "Please, Lucy! I can't take it anymore! I need to have you Lucy! What are you waiting for?"

- "I enjoy your pleading Mc Laren."

- "But I want you!" He said convincingly.

He took his hard cock in his hand. He rubbed it on her and pushed it into her with the voluptuary fastness of a man who had been kept waiting for so long. Yet, he slowly, slowly entered her with a vicious, selfish gourmandize triggered by her wetness. He started to dig into her at full length, never releasing his grip of her hips. Both of them scarcely breathed, feeling him grow bigger, impossibly bigger, inside of her.

It didn't take long before they got hot again from tip to toe, the heat of the fire magnifying their passion.

She burst into an explosion, coming fast from arching up to him.

He was about to pop but managed to salvage himself from putting an end to their passion. He was back in command of his tool to make her come again and to let her ride him to make herself come on his flagpole another time. He was breaking his record. He wanted to give her as many orgasms as she would take.

Then, as much as he wanted to keep it up going for her, he gave in to the madness of them, only wanting them to reach orgasm together.

He rose and wrapped his arms around her back, a hand holding her ass and another one seizing her neck; his head just below her chin, his mouth exhaling close between her chest and her throat. She clung to his head and shoulders from the powerful jolts they were engaged in.

They had a single will, a single need, a single goal. So well did they know each other, so often had one tried to make the other not oblivious to the authenticity or their relationship until they had turned to each other with the truth of their love.

An electric current, as clear-cut and fiery as a blot of lightening, shoot from their whole body like to inform them of things they had never guessed and never knew existed.

As they were sweating and breathing fast, they reached the peek of their lovemaking, staring in each other's eyes.

In the recovery of their lovemaking, they were both beyond amazement at their newly re found unbelievable chemistry.

- "Oh my God!" He said seizing her head between his hands to look at her to disclose his impression or what they had just shared.

- "I know." She said still breathing rapidly before she fell on his chest.

They were motionless after their exploit; Holt was holding her ever so closely while she was resting her head on his chest, her body facing his, feeling so safe and sound in his arms. They were both so contented and comfortable with each other now. Their chemistry was undiminished even after a few months apart.

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Hey guys;

I hoped you liked this chapter. I have one more left for this story and then I can start my other fanfic that takes place after the last episode of DIRT.

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