Her sex gripped tightly around his cock, and he breathed out a sharp gasp of pleasure before nipping her lower lip, and then he pummelled his length back inside of her, striking deep within her, mingling pleasure with sensual pain. For a long time on that small cot, their bodies moved together in exquisite harmony. With each passionate thrust, she climbed higher, and the pleasure became sharper and more consuming. Her heart swelled with piercing love and anguish for all they had missed. Burying her face into the crook of his neck, Fanny sighed his name as her body shattered into fragments of fireworks. She couldn’t control her cry of delight as the pleasure drew itself out, and she yielded to another release. With a hoarse groan, he hugged her to him as he released inside her body.
“I cannot believe I would forget this,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to her temple.
They clung to each other, skins slicked with sweat, hearts beating in tandem.
Her fingertips caressed the rigid muscles of his back. “It was not like this before,” she whispered. “This was…”
Shocking and intense and wonderful.
Her heart was still wildly beating, her skin sensitized, her body still aching for him though she was satisfied. Simon gently eased from her body and rolled to his side, taking her with him, so she rested on his chest. She snuggled against him as their legs intertwined.
“I am going to move soon and retrieve a washcloth,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to her still wet hair. “I am going to clean us up, and then we are going to do that again.”
“Will we?” she asked huskily, kissing the scar close to his heart.
“Yes.”
“And then?”
They both stilled, and she suspected he knew what she asked. What happens in the morning?
“You do not have to reply,” she whispered, her heart aching.
“You asked an important question.”
“Do you have the answer to it?”
She felt the harsh thump of his chest under the tip of her fingers.
“Not as yet.”
Not without my memorylingered unspoken.
Somehow the pain she had expected to grip her heart did not surface; and Fanny realized, because even if these days in the cottage did not give her heart what she had hoped for, it gave her another chance at something that she had desperately wanted when she thought he had died.
She got the chance to say goodbye.