Author's note: Ooops! The night is not yet over...
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Barbara woke somewhere around four in the night. Thomas was silently snoring into her ear. The bed covers they were wrapped in still were damp and somewhat sticky and it was nastily cold.
"Bloody..." she mumbled.
The door was still open and the lights outside still on. She freed herself from Thomas' embracing arms, slipped off the bed and swooped for her T-shirt on the stairs. Then she scuttered to the loo.
When she came back the lights were off and a sky-clad Thomas stood there in the dark, looking out of the window. Barbara ogled at his bum cheeks and smiled.
Well, the work out has its justification. she thought smugly. She closed the door to keep some warmth inside the room then she flitted to him.
"Hey!" Barbara huddled into his back encircling his waist with her arms.
"Look, it's snowing!" he said enthralled. He pulled her off his back to his front and to the window. "Finally we have a white Christmas in Cornwall!" his boyish excitement was infectious.
Barbara looked out of the window and watched some soft fall of snow. The cobblestones in the streets and the surrounding roofs were iced with an ethereal thin layer of white. It looked lovely but Barbara started to freeze.
"Thomas, it's cold!" He just wrapped her in his arms and made no move to get back into the bed.
"And we should change the wet sheets." Barbara giggled nervously.
Ignoring her he swayed dreamily. "I remember one night I saw it snowing in Cornwall in... I don't know, I was 15 or so and at home for Christmas holidays. Something made me wake up and I went down to get me a glass of... must've been milk, I guess." Thomas chuckled. He started to absentmindedly stroke Barbara's belly under her T-shirt. It tickled on her skin.
"Ophelia, my sisters' pug, went with me and we stood at the terrace door marvelling outside. Phelie wanted a walk and so we got out. I've even built a one foot tall snowman. Sadly next morning all snow was gone."
He placed a kiss on Barbara's shoulder. She shivered and it was not for the coldness.
"Thomas, will you please stop that." she whispered.
"What?" Thomas hadn't been aware of his own endearments.
"And we'd better put fresh linen on the bed now."
"Oh, that can wait." He had just recognised that she had no knickers on and pulled her T-shirt some inches up.
The touch of her naked bum onto his groin awoke his desire for more.
I'm nearly 41 and feel more randy than ever. he wondered to himself.
"Don't do that!" Barbara sighed.
"What?" he asked mocking innocently. Now he was clearly aware what he was doing and what she was meaning. He placed a kiss on her neck.
"Turn!" he ordered gently.
"Thomas, we're in the window." she said reproachfully. "Everybody could see us here. I'm not going to turn!"
"Everybody is asleep. Nobody could see us here. Now turn!" His hands massaged her upper thighs while he was gnawing at her neck. Barbara straightened herself. Though she felt observed she also felt the pleasure creeping up her spine.
We're grown-ups and shouldn't be shagging wherever we are. she thought blushing.
Thomas slowly moved himself from side to side, thus very lightly touching her with his length.
It made Barbara sharply inhale.
"Stop it!" she croaked. Meanwhile her body spoke different.
"No. Turn." he continued his moving and bit tenderly in her shoulder.
"Ouch!" Barbara moaned with pleasure. "We can not again... Here... We shouldn't..." her voice trailed off and she steadied herself grabbing the window frame.
"Yes, we should." Between every aspirated word he placed a kiss onto the skin next to her ear. "Again. Now. Here."
"I want you, Barbara." Thomas moaned onto the spot where he bit her and blew hot breath through the cloth of her T-shirt.
"Now turn. Around."
"We're goin' to have really sore muscles tomorrow. So please stop it." she soundlessly breathed. Her words truly didn't reflect her wanting. She already had given up.
"Yes, definitely that." Thomas roared. "And if you don't turn around right now, I'll enter you from behind."
His teeth once again gently dug into the flesh in the back of her neck. His hands skimmed over her thighs to her front. With his fingers he gently pushed them apart while his thumbs were rubbing her wet center. He gently moved his arousal between her legs. "I mean it."
"Thomas!" Barbara squeaked and turned at last.
"There you are." he mumbled contentedly and lowered his head to kiss her deeply, pressing his hips into hers. Their tongues played their beloved game.
His fingers spanned her waist and he easily lifted her onto the small windowsill.
Now the work out has its justification. he thought smugly.
Barbara put her arms around his neck, buried her hands in his hair and lost herself in the contact. She freely opened her legs to Thomas urging between them and he came close without breaking the kiss. She could feel the pressure of his arousal onto her hot spot.
Thomas wrapped his arms around her waist and placed his hands under the cheeks of her bum to pull her closer to him.
Then with a firm push he entered her and exhaled loudly into her mouth.
Barbara moaned and coiled her legs round his. She grabbed his upper arms to keep herself from bumping against the pane in their rocking rhythm.
This time it won't last long.
"Barbara, I..." Thomas said hoarsely and buried his face on her shoulder. He knew he couldn't hold it back as long as he did before. His fingers dug into her bum, tighter with every thrust he made.
She enjoyed every one of those thrusts, letting go a pant with it, one louder and sharper than the other. Though she wasn't yet perfectly on his level her inner muscles tightened around him.
Finally this pushed him over and he squeezed her bum tight and pressed her against him when he came.
He let his head fall back and groaned in his relief.
"Oh, my..." Barbara moaned restrained. A second after that she fell apart with her own orgasm. Her legs pulled at him and her hips pushed forward.
She let her head bump back at the pane when she arched against Thomas.
She cried out "...god! Tom!"
They slowly calmed down and eventually disconnected their lower regions.
"Oh, Baby, I love to hear you scream my name!" Thomas whispered moaning onto Barbara's lips.
She giggled girlishly. "We haven't just screwed in the window, have we."
Nervously she bit her lower lip. In the dark he couldn't see her reddening.
"Nothin' bad about it, hm?!" he grinned. "And the pane is fogged so nobody could have seen us."
With his finger he traced a heart in the condensed steam.
Barbara turned to see that the center where she had leant was clear.
"Oh, you..." she jumped away from the window. "I'll take a shower. You'll change the linen." she ordered and rushed into the bathroom.
"I'll come with you." he rejoiced but Barbara locked the door.
"You could shower afterwards." she said through the door. "Now you change the linen."
Barbara was glad to let some hot water flow over her exhausted body. She just stood there and thought about her newly awaken sexual life. Thomas seemed to be wanting her wherever she stood or sat or walked or whatever she did wherever she was. And always she immediately responded to him. That desire was something she wasn't used to. She also wasn't used to that tenderness he showed. She wasn't used to be loved properly anyway and that's apparently what Thomas did. Her Lord DI apparently loved her.
She smiled at that thought. He loved her without thinking.
And we didn't prevent! Suddenly Barbara was alarmed and quickly counted her monthly cycle but everything was on the safe side. Even though she didn't expect difficulties she thought it better to be sure.
I have to buy some condoms tomorrow. she decided. Now, that would be awkward.
Thomas had turned on the little lamps next to the bed. He started to change the bed sheets with a smile on his lips. Somehow he wondered at himself to be such a lecherous person. He never had been so sexually active like he was with Barbara and additionally so deep in love. He thought about Barbara under the shower and actually he preferred to be there with her.
I can't be wanting to make love to her wherever she was. he scolded himself. And think, Tommy! Again you didn't spare a thought about prevention, you idiot!
He placed the second freshly made pillow on the fresh sheet and opened one corner of the duvet. Then he started to rummage his bag for the pack of condoms he already had bought in London.
Thomas placed one of them on the pillow when he heard the key turning in the bathroom-door.
Barbara came into the bedroom with nothing on but a towel. Something in Thomas' groin immediately started to stir again. She could tell from the look in his eyes.
"Don't ever think about it, Thomas!" she said blushing. "You'll take a shower and I'll go to sleep."
Thomas grinned so smugly when he went by her. "Yes, Ma'am."
"Keep your hands off, you bad boy!" Barbara warned him.
He held up his hands and disappeared in the bathroom.
She did not change into her pyjama until she heard the water flowing. Now being properly dressed for the night she wiped the window with the towel to be able to look out again. The thin layer of white still was there but sadly it wasn't snowing anymore. She supposed it all be gone the next morning.
Returning to the bed she found the condom and blushed.
Who'd have thought, he's not totally mindless! Barbara smiled and slipped under the duvet holding the condom in her hand. After a horrified look onto the alarmclock she turned off the lamp on her side of the bed. She was immensely glad that they both had time to sleep late.
And we need it. Barbara giggled when Thomas returned. He didn't even bother to put a towel around his hips and exposed his bum cheeks when he got a T-shirt and some boxers out of the wardrobe.
"Do I really have to wear these?" he whiningly asked.
Instead of answering Barbara threw the condom against his chest and laughed.
"Good night, Thomas!"
"Oh, it's this I have to wear?" He truly intended the frivolity in his words.
"Not now." Barbara yawned. "Let me get some sleep."
Thomas put the clothes on, rushed under the duvet next to Barbara and moved closer.
"May I fumble?" he hopefully teased her placing a hand on her hips.
"Not now." she answered sleepily and without opening her eyes she responded to the gentle goodnight kiss he gave her.
"Sleep well, Baby." he whispered.
"Likewise." she mumbled already half asleep.
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