"So neither of us are going to be embarrassed by any comments from our colleagues, right? We're just going to take everything in our stride." Harry asks softly. He doesn't want to push Ruth too quickly, but he has to know.
"I can't promise I won't be embarrassed, but I can promise I won't affect us the way I almost did today." Ruth says sleepily.
"Tired?" Harry asks breathing in the scent of Ruth's hair: strawberries and vanilla.
Ruth nods. "I'm not sure if that's because you were being a stickler at work of if it was the after work activities that have made me so tired." Ruth feels Harry's hand between her legs and she gasps softly. "That doesn't mean I couldn't go again."
"Well, that certainly boosts my ego, Ruth. Not only have I tired you out but we're both willing to have another go. Good thing we don't have to be at work early tomorrow." Harry continues to touch Ruth.
Ruth reaches behind herself to touch Harry and feels him rise to the occasion. "You do bounce back well." Ruth teases.
"I don't know if I should be insulted or flattered by that statement. I'm bouncing back well, so to speak, because I'm so in love with you. I could go all night like this." Harry forcefully moves Ruth's hand pulls her against him and rolls on top of her. He kneels over her and kisses her neck and her breasts.
"God Harry, you do know how to seduce a woman." Ruth says throwing her head back on the pillow.
"I should know by now. Glad I still have the golden touch though. Look at me, Ruth. I adore you." Harry lowers himself into Ruth while maintaining eye contact with her.
Ruth clutches Harry's back and leaves ten half moon impressions on his back. "God, it feels so wonderful!"
"Ow, Ruth! Your nails hurt! Find a different way of holding on that doesn't draw blood!" Harry pleads with Ruth.
"Sorry," Ruth whispers. She puts her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist drawing him closer to her.
"That's alright." Harry leans over and kisses Ruth as they finish together. Harry is surprised that he and Ruth can do that already when he and his ex-wife, Jane, couldn't do that after years of marriage. He loves how connected he and Ruth are already. Harry is all sweaty when he rolls over. He lies looking at the ceiling with a self-satisfied smile on his face.
Ruth's hair is beginning to curl around her face in the humidity of the room. She lays her head on Harry's chest. "You don't have to look so smug and self-satisfied. People do this every day without having that particular look on their face."
"Yes, that's very true, but these other people are not us. We've been beating around the bush with each other for so long that I think I'm allowed to feel a little smug that we finally got to this point. It took us bloody long enough." Harry runs his fingers through Ruth's curls.
"Well, you're allowed to be a little bit smug. You were very good. Do you want me to turn the fan on? We're both all sweaty." Ruth asks politely. The situation is so new she's not sure how to handle it yet.
"If you move right now you will bruise my ego. Just lay here and enjoy the moment. I'm beginning to cool down anyway. Don't worry about me." Harry kisses Ruth's forehead.
Ruth puts one leg over Harry's and with the tops of her fingernails draws random designs on his chest. Harry notices how chilly Ruth's shoulder is getting and he pulls the sheet up to cover her. Ruth's breath blows gently across Harry's nipples as she yawns. "Are you happy, Harry?" Ruth whispers in his ear.
"That's a silly question. I'm laying naked in bed with the most beautiful woman in the world, the woman I love dearly, and you ask if I'm happy? I'm happier than I have been for years. In fact, in this moment, right her and right now, I am blissfully happy. If my mobile rang right now I don't even think I'd answer it." Harry says honestly. Suddenly he's finding opening up to Ruth much easier than it was before. "Are you happy, Ruth?"
"I can't believe how happy I am right now. I'm even more confident in my body because of all your compliments. I am ecstatic that this has happened."