"You could always just come to bed as you are" Edward teased that night, helping Jane search for her nightdress.

"I could if I wanted to freeze"

"You would not freeze with me around, my darling"

Jane raised an eyebrow at him and he smiled

"I know the look, Jane, you must be casting my way"

Jane laughed and continued looking for her dress until Edward pulled it out from under the sheets.

"It looks like I will not be needed after all" he said as he handed it to her.

"We shall see about that"

Jane thanked him as she removed her robe and slipped the nightdress over her head. Edward got into bed easily, discarding his own robe. She smiled to herself, for the thin fabric of his nightshirt always showed off his strong figure of which he was so unaware. How attractive Jane found him in such moments. He looked simply childlike in his contentedness getting into bed.

"You always look so happy climbing into the bed" Jane said, walking over herself and slipping between the blankets.

"Do I? That is because I always am happy. I get to fall asleep every night beside the woman I love above all else in the world. With that promise every night who could not be happy?"

Feeling deeply moved, Jane propped her head up on her arm and looked at her husband. She touched the scar on his forehead gently, bringing her lips to it and kissing it.

"By God, if I had lost you then" she said, her voice breaking slightly. "What would I have been without you?"

Edward sat up looking serious. He took Jane's face in his hand and drew her close to him.

"I thought I had lost you Jane, and when I woke under doctors care I wished to God he would have taken me. I could not bare the thought of living in a world where you did not exist"

Jane nodded, tears rising to her eyes.

"Every ounce of anguish you felt was my fault, even a word from me could have eased so much"

"No Jane, my darling. Everything that happened was the fault of my deceit and my selfishness. How unfair I was to drag you into my broken world".

"Our worlds are broken without each other, I could never be whole without you".

He smiled sadly into her green eyes, though he could not tell that hers were brimming with tears, and his hands moved through her hair which fell down her back.

"I do not have the words Jane, to tell you what you mean to me" he said "for everyday I find myself deeper and deeper in love with you". As he spoke his fingers trailed affectionately along her back. She closed her eyes as his lips fell against her forehead. Smiling, she wrapped her arms around his neck and spoke softly in his ear.

"You do not have to tell me, I know".

The kiss that her lips were meet by was deep and loving. She moved into his embrace, wishing to be closer to him, wishing to be enveloped by him. Jane broke the kiss to brush her lips along his neck and jaw. He moaned deeply, and pulled slightly at the neck of her nightgown, Jane feeling a momentary cold at the top of her back. He fell gently back onto the bed and Jane pulled up his nightshirt to his chest. Jane traced her fingers along his chest and stomach, him moving beneath her touch. She smiled at the emotions which moved over his face. Her hands had such power over him, and his looks begged her to not stop. He kissed along his neck, his chest and stomach, sucking occasionally on certain places where his groans were issued strongly. She stopped only above his manhood, pulling back from him with a slight disappointment spreading across his face. Her hands found his face, moving away strands of hair to reveal his face fully flushed and filled with love. She smiled at him and kissed his lips lightly. Moving back to watch him as her hand found his manhood.

"Jane!" he breathed as her hand worked its power over him. She silenced him with a kiss, feeling his words transfer into his lips. His hand suddenly moved from her lower back to her wrist as he stopped her,

"Jane, you mustn't continue, I will finish before you"

"That is the point, Mr Rochester"

His hand let go of her wrist. Jane could feel the tension building and building from him, he grunted and groaned and she felt her own desire deepen at such sounds. He writhed beneath her until there was a release and his breathing began to slow. Jane kissed his slightly sweaty brow and moved over him, resting her chin on his chest. He smiled at her weight on him and rested his head on his arm.

"Oh Jane Rochester, I am not done with you yet" he said, sitting up so that she was straddling him. His hand brushed her cheek as his lips meet Jane's in a passionate embrace. As they kissed, his hand roamed her body, feeling every inch of her with immense love. His lips moved from her mouth to her breast where he sucked playfully through the thin fabric of her dress.

Jane moaned deeply, without control, as she did so she felt a pulsating in her core grow stronger and stronger. Edward moved to the other breast, Jane wrapping her hands around his neck and breathing into him.

"Can I please my Jane as she can please me?"

"Yes" she gasped as he pulled her nightdress over her head with ease.

Now exposed, the kisses to her nipples aroused her even more. He sucked lightly, and then with more strength. Jane's head rolled back, forcing to close her eyes. Smiling. Mr Rochester kissed her exposed neck and collarbone. She felt his hand move and suddenly his finger was inside her, stroking at a spot which made Jane delirious with pleasure. She clawed at his back unintentionally, begging for him to not stop.

"Tell me again" he breathed sensually

"Do not stop, please".

As another finger slipped inside her she called out, moaning. Edward beamed, closing his eyes and kissing her neck. She still straddled him and could do nothing but let her face fall into his neck, planting feeble kisses on his shoulder.

Suddenly she felt his fingers pull out and a small protest issued from her lips. Proudly, he looked at her.

"Come up on your knees a little, my darling, and stay where you are".

She obeyed him and he slipped beneath her. The sensation was completely new. His tongue ran through her private area with a different force and pressure. She gripped the headboard of the bed for support, moaning in the dim room. Whatever he was doing to her caused her to loose track of all her senses, she was at the mercy of his skillful mouth. And she did not want his mercy to stop.

"Edward" she said, weakly, feeling the building becoming tighter and tighter within her.

He pulled up from beneath her, looking sightless into her eyes. "Yes my Jane?"

"I want you inside me"

He skillfully guided Jane onto her side, moving behind her in the same way. He guided himself into her from behind and Jane gasped. As he began to move within her, Jane pushed her bum into his chest, arching her back instinctively as he moved. He put his hands on her hips, drawing himself deep within her. Finally, in one final thrust that took Jane's breath away she felt his release within her and his cry of desire as they lay momentarily motionless.

Still breathing heavily, Jane sat up, moving her husband with her. Wanting to feel him once again within her, slowly, he moved for her into a nested seating position and Jane sat on top of him, guiding him into herself slowly.

Jane looked into her husbands eyes, filled to her hearts desire with pure love.