Roman kissed her awake, letting his hand slowly run up and down her back. She opened her eyes and looked up at him
"No!" she said clearly and pushed at his chest, or at least that is what she meant to do she thought as she caressed him.
"No?" he questioned.
"Doctors orders. I had a twinge last night and Rachel said not to." She told him pressing a kiss to the side of his neck.
"El why didn't you tell me?" he gasped.
"Because I was asleep when you crawled in and I'm telling you now. Rachel doesn't think it was anything to worry about but wants me to take it easy for a while and that includes you keeping your hands to yourself." She said.
He looked down and chuckled. Reaching down he caught hold of her hands, as she was still touching him, and held them still.
"Uh huh!" he said pointedly.
She grinned and looked at him.
"I'm hormonal what's your excuse?" she said.
"I'm in bed with a beautiful woman." He smiled down at her pressing a very gentle kiss to the corner of her mouth.
"Huh!" she grumped.
He smiled and raising one hand he pushed away a lock of hair away from her face.
"I see this gorgeous hair, long and wavy and such an interesting blend of colours. I love the way it feels like silk in my hands. Then there are these sapphire eyes of yours. I never knew that sapphires could be fiery but sometimes yours shoot sparks at me. I can tell if you are sad, if you are angry just from looking into these eyes. I could drown in these eyes." He told her in a seductive whisper.
She felt her breath catch in her throat.
He continued. "And these cheekbones of yours. " he pressed a kiss to one then the other and she felt his hot breath fan her cheeks.
"And your lips are perfect. The colour of roses. Made to fit mine perfectly." He smiled and kissed her lips before tracing the curve of them with his tongue. "Then there is this chin, and your neck." He smiled.
"And your freckles across the bridge of your nose that I'm not supposed to notice. " he kissed the end of her nose. Before claiming her mouth again. She kissed him back passionately her hands roaming over his chest and arms and shoulders and down his back.
"Did Rachel really tell you that we couldn't?" he asked breathlessly.
She smiled slowly.
"No. I was still mad at you. " She grinned at him and wound her arms around his neck. "You'll just have to be gentle with me."
He kissed her again and moulded her body tight to his. His arms just as tight around her.
Nicole rolled over and felt Geoff stir beside her. She prodded him in the ribs and said.
"What happened to sleeping your own bed?" she asked.
"Well there was a bad thunderstorm last night and I thought you might be scared." He told her not even bothering to open his eyes.
"Uh huh!" she replied softly, looking at his profile.
"I thought I might be scared?" he suggested.
"And were you?" she asked.
"Would you still marry me if I say yes?" he asked chuckling.
"It depends." she said.
"On what?" he asked.
"If you were a good kisser. " she said seriously.
He lent over and placed his lips on hers briefly.
"Well that was nice." She told him. "But I might need some more demonstrations."
"Uh huh!" he said.
He pulled her into his arms and pressed her against the full length of his body. Stroking her back he kissed her slowly, warming her lips with his. Her arms wound around him and she touched him everywhere she could reach her breath coming in soft sounding pants as the kisses turned into red hot passion. She tugged up the T-shirt he was wearing and put her delicate hands on the flat muscular planes of his stomach and then moving them slowly up his chest. She wanted to press herself closer to feel him naked against her.
"Nic!" He whispered.
"I know." She said and rolled over, away from temptation.
He grinned and reached out a finger to her lips.
"This is the way you wanted it remember." He told her softly.
She smiled at his choice of phrasing.
"Oh I can think of lots of ways I want it." she said looking at him from under her lashes.
He laughed out loud.
"You are wicked." He declared.
"Well Father, how about you exorcise me?" she said with a grin.
"How about I dump you in a cold shower?" he suggested instead.
"A good idea!" she told him and sat up on the bed and puled her makeshift nightdress off so that she was naked.
He groaned.
She reached out and ran a finger seductively down his chest. He captured hold of her hand and pressed it palm downwards against his beating heart.
"Have you changed your mind?" he asked seriously.
"No. I want our wedding night to be special when we are together fully for the first time." She grinned, tilting her head to one side. "Well the first time this time!" she amended. "But I think we should practise to make sure that it's good between us." She suggested, trying out the idea.
"You mean everything but?" he asked clarifying.
"Well maybe not everything," she grinned again, "but I'm sure you can be up for a little petting."
He laughed and pulled his T shirt over his head then tugged her towards him. She lost her balance and fell against him, both of them laughing.