The Honeymoon continues….I hope you enjoy. Thank you for your kind words of encouragement.
Jack is first to wake, years of rising early to go to the station no matter how late the previous night's work setting his internal alarm clock to rise early. He feels unusually lazy and his thoughts are slightly muddled not immediately recognizing where he is as he slowly comes back to the waking world. There is a warm body next to him and his arm is trapped. This is most unusual; he glances sleepily over and seeing Phryne's hair splayed out on the pillow, all of the events of the previous day flood his mind. He flushes as the memories of their lovemaking flow into his head. The visions are amazing and cause him to be fully awake, his body tingling. He lay there thinking about all that transpired between them and all the years he had not shared such intimacy. He touches her very gently to make sure he isn't dreaming reassured to feel her warm skin beneath his fingertips. He already wants her and his body responds even further due to his thoughts.
He eases his arm out from under Phryne, tucks the covers around her and slides quietly out of the bed padding silently to the bathroom. He fills the tub with hot water and sinks into its warmth resting his head against the edge, his eyes closed. He allows his mind to review the wedding and their wedding night. He grins appreciatively as he thinks of Phryne coming to meet him to Here Comes the Queen of Sheba. He is blissfully happy this morning. He hasn't had a nightmare in recent days and he is grateful for the reprieve. His thoughts of their lovemaking continue to flit in and out of his mind making Jack hope Phryne wakes up soon, and he is quite peckish so he is ready think about breakfast as well.
Suddenly the hair on the back of his neck stands on end and his eyes snap open. "May I join you Inspector," Phryne's soft seductive voice tickles his ear. Jack is startled, but nods. Will he ever cease to be intrigued by this woman? He can't imagine it. Phryne steps into the bath causing him to catch his breath once again at the perfection of her curves and alabaster skin. As she sinks into the hot water, Jack realizes she will know that he wants her yet again. Will she be offended by his insatiable appetite as Rosie had been he wonders? He holds his breath as Phryne lowers herself completely into the water and scoots back against him. As her body comes in contact with his, her hears her sharp intake of breath, "Why Jack, what a pleasant surprise. Good morning to you too," she coos turning her head to look at him a salacious smile on her lips.
"Good morning Phryne. Did you sleep well?" he asks as she moves to join their bodies. The sensations are so incredibly glorious; the warm wet water, her hot, wet heat surrounding him, Jack thinks he may never leave the tub or be able to utter another coherent word. Phryne sighs contentedly and leans back into him. Jack brushes her back and neck with kisses and reaches his arms around her to hold her against his chest using his hands to stroke the front of her body ever so gently. Phryne gasps lightly pleased that he will touch her so intimately in the light of day. Jack kisses her neck and nuzzles her behind her ear which he remembers caused her to squeal and break out with goose bumps last night. He is not disappointed as Phryne responds to his kisses with some delicate arching of her body, wiggling around and squealing softly, "Jack, you are distracting me." "Am I really? And do you find this distracting?" he asks kissing along her neck again as her head falls back against his shoulder. Jack bites her shoulder groaning at the sensations swirling around them. They are both lost in the world their love creates losing all sense of time and place.
"Mmm, I never imagined the bath could be so satisfying," Jack gasps in her ear later stroking her hair and kissing her neck. Phryne just smiles and turning in the water she begins washing him her expression soft and alluring. Jack washes her as well, both of them enjoying the feel of the soap sliding across their bodies. By the time they are drying off Jack is ready to love her again. He lifts her up and carries her to the bed rolling her out of the towel and onto her stomach.
"Jack, I do like a man with a plan." Phryne says saucily turning her head to look back at him giving him an encouraging smile. Her breath hitches in her throat he is such gloriously beautiful man. There is something so appealing about a man who is totally unaware of his considerable charms she decides very glad that Jack is truly a man with passions as deep as the Pacific Ocean. Jack proceeds to show her again just how deep his passions run.
Later Jack kisses her trying to express all of his emotions in it and pulls her against him so they are touching in as many locations as possible. He tucks Phryne's head under his chin, his arms holding her close. He speaks to her his chest rumbling against her ear, "You are an unbelievable woman, "awe filling his voice. "Why thank you Jack, I'll take your word," she responds against his chest. He continues talking the vibrations of his chest causing the hair on his chest to tickle her face, "I am completely serious. I didn't know sex could be this fantastic. I don't think I will ever tire of making love with you. I want to make you moan on a very regular basis Mrs. Robinson. I am certain I will never have enough of you."
"I certainly hope not," is her heartfelt response, accompanied by kisses to his chest. I know you might find it hard to believe given my past," she continues softly, "but I've never had an experience like last night and this morning. None of my previous encounters even begin to compare. No other man has held me so tenderly or been as thorough in their investigation of me…and I definitely never wanted to contemplate the future with them, but with you I find myself feeling like," she pauses searching for words, "like I have found a resting place, a safe haven, where my thoughts, words and actions are accepted. I feel cherished. I know we have our differences; we are such different people, but you don't frighten me. And for the record Inspector, I am certain I will never have enough of you."
Jack is moved by the honesty and vulnerability in her words. Holding her close and kissing her their tongues meshing in tender communication, and grasping her delicate hand in his, he opens his heart to her, "I feel like a new man with you, like the world is a place of infinite possibility again." She smiles up at him, kissing him until they are both breathless, saying "I love you Detective Inspector Jack Robinson." "I love you Miss Fisher," Jack says her maiden name falling endearingly from his lips. They smile softly at one another falling silent each lost in their own thoughts. They fall into a sleep that bonds their hearts. Each heart beating with matching rhythm, their hands intertwined.