Chapter 101
"OH MY GOD!" she breathed as she looked around the room. "It's so......"
"Perfect to spend a quiet, romantic weekend," finished Richie as he watched his fiancée float around the room."
Jesse stopped at the bed and looked back at him. "That's a double bed."
"Yeah, it is."
The lady who had shown them the room said, "We have one other room...with a queen size bed if you would like it."
"No, this is exactly what we want," reassured Richie. "Thank you."
"If you're interested, we have afternoon tea in the Tea Room at four."
"Sounds perfect. We'll try to be there." Richie took the key from the lady. As soon as she was gone, he went to Jesse and put his arms around her waist. "I knew it was a double bed when I booked the room. Why do we need a huge bed when we sleep in each other's arms?"
"We don't," she replied putting her hands on his. "I like the idea of being so cozy."
"Now, I seem to recall a certain someone saying they needed more than thirty minutes to make love."
Feigning a yawn, Jesse said, "I don't know WHO could have said something like that. I'm gonna go take a nap like my very wise fiancé wanted me to do...so I can get better."
Richie laughed as he scooped her up in his arms. "I promise, you are going to get PLENTY of rest AFTER I make love to you."
Happily, Jesse wrapped her arms around his neck. "You just want to wear me out first, right?"
"Yes," he said then placed a kiss on her lips as he carried her to the bed. He placed her in the middle then joined her lying beside her. Framing her face with his hands, he looked into her eyes, "Jessica, I love you so much."
"If we're going to make love, don't you think we should take some clothes off?"
"Patience, beautiful. Part of the pleasure of making love is taking the clothes off," purred Richie as he ran his hand down her arm. He leaned in, his other hand playing with her hair as his lips softly caressed hers. He used his tongue to trace her lips, coaxing them apart to steal a taste.
The heat began to build and she ran her fingers through his hair as they kissed. Being with Richie, in his arms, made her feel like she was in heaven. His touch was so warm and loving.
Richie moved his hand to her belly where only the material of her shirt separated their skin. He moved his lips to her ear where he whispered, "You taste so sweet."
Jesse smiled as she ran her hands down to his shoulders. "I like the way I feel when you kiss me."
"Just like?"
"No, I love the way you make me feel...it's like what I imagine floating on clouds would be like."
"That's because you're an angel." His breath was hot against her skin. He slipped his hand under her shirt. "You're so soft."
Jesse grabbed his shirt and pulled it up forcing him to move so that she could take it off of him. As he moved back to her, she ran her hands across his chest. "Much better," she whispered.
"Not yet," he answered as he pulled at the hem of her shirt. He managed to pull it off of her and then unhooked her bra. She moved so he could get it off and he tossed it with her shirt. "NOW we're even. We're going to have to work on those tan lines."
"HOW? We're headed to London. Not exactly a beach spot."
"No, but we can go to a beach for a honeymoon," he answered as he grasped her nipple in his mouth. He began to suckle, his tongue dancing across the nipple from time to time as he played with the other one with his fingers.
"Oh...god...yesss," she gasped. "That feels so good."
Richie switched nipples, lavishing it with equal attention but this time, his hand worked on her jeans getting them undone. As he continued to feast on her breasts, he slid his free hand into her jeans to cup her mound. With one finger, he separated her folds and pressed into her.
"Oh!" she cried. Putting her hands on either side of his face and forced him to move up to look her in the eye. "You make me feel so alive."
"Plan to make you feel even more alive," answered Richie as he moved to take her jeans and panties off. Starting at her toes, he worked his way up placing moist kisses along her legs. When he reached her thighs, he cast his eyes up to see that she was watching him, her eyes smoldering desire. He continued to place moist kisses along the petal soft skin of her inner thighs until her reached her pink folds.
Struggling to speak, Jesse said, "Why don't you take your jeans off now...so you won't have to stop?"
"Don't you worry about it," he breathed against her sensitive skin.
"Richie," she pleaded running her fingers through his hair.
"Be patient," he replied touching his tongue to her clit. He felt her body react and he had to put his hands on her hips to hold her still. "We have all day."
Closing her eyes, she said, "I like this."
"What else do you like?"
Jesse opened her eyes to look down at him. "I definitely like what you've started."
"Then I'll have to finish," as he once more touched his tongue to her clit. Slowly he ran his tongue along the outer edge and then along her folds. He could feel the heat radiating from her; he could smell the sweet desire; and he was intoxicated. He had to have more so he dipped his tongue into the center of the heat.
Jesse arched to him for more, crying out.
Richie made love to her with his tongue. He licked, suckled, and stroked in and out of her wet heat until he had her writing in ecstasy, her body covered in sweat.
"Please, Richie!" she begged. "I need you to make love to me."
Pulling away from her swollen pussy, he stood up to finish undressing. Ready, he rejoined her. He slid into her and waited for a brief minute, holding his weight somewhat off of her.
Jesse wrapped her legs around his waist as she ran her hands across his arms and chest. "You feel so good inside me...like we were made to fit together."
"We were, Jessica," he cooed as he began to move in and out of her. "You are so hot and wet!"
Jesse met his thrusts hungrily as she held onto his arms. Her eyes were locked on his, the love flowing along the connection. They continued to make love, slowly, taking their time pushing buttons they knew would set the other on fire and learning new ones. They took turns being on top but never once breaking their eye contact.
