Jonathan was given the all clear and showed no side effects once he been brought out of his hypnosis, but despite everything, there were still bridges to build. This was the first night since the whole horrible mess had arisen that they were going to share the same bed. Jennifer sat down on the edge of it.
"I don’t understand why you’re not as angry about this as me."
Jonathan sat beside her.
"I think it’s more the relief overriding the anger."
Jonathan took his wifes hand and turned her face towards him.
"Relief that I didn’t do anything, and you are, and always will be the only woman I’ll ever want."
"But Jonathan, they destroyed the trust between us and I believed you could be unfaithful to me. What does that say about me."
"Darling, it just means you believe me. I was the one who told you I’d been unfaithful, why shouldn’t you believe me. The words came from my mouth, okay, they were lies, but you had no idea I’d been hypnotised to say these things. If you’d heard them from someone else, I know you wouldn’t have believed them, but you heard them from me. Why should you not believe me?"
"But Jonathan…"
Jonathan stopped her by putting his finger on her lips. He knew she was still hurting over this and she would be for a while yet.
"I don’t blame you for your reaction. I know how I’d feel if you told me the same thing. But it’s over, it’s in the past and we have to forget about it."
Jennifers eyes filled with tears and trickled down her cheeks. She was still filled with hatred for Rachel and what she’d put them through. Her husband though had just shown compassion and forgiveness. Yet another of the million and one things she loved about him. He was right though, they had to move on and put this behind them.
"Please don’t cry Jennifer," he said brushing the tears away. "There have been too many of those over the last few weeks." It felt so good to be able to touch her again without the guilt he’d felt since the start of this. "I love you so much," he said tenderly "Just answer me one question."
"What?"
"You said they destroyed the trust between us." He looked into her watery eyes. There was still pain there, but he knew it wasn’t directed at him now. The relief was indescribable. "Is it back?" He needed to know. She’d been hurt so much by these lies and the thought that backbone of their relationship could be affected tore him to shreds.
Jennifer noted the worried look on Jonathans face. She smiled at him through the tears, it was a smile Jonathan hadn’t seen for a while and it filled his heart to see it again.
"It’s back," she said simply. She knew it was what he wanted to hear and she was so relieved she could say it and mean it.
Jonathan had never felt so elated. They could move on and in time put this behind them. He reached up and pushed his hand across her cheek and through her hair. Slowly he brought his head nearer to hers, never taking his eyes from hers. It was tentative, almost like a first kiss as he got closer. Jennifer shut her eyes expectantly awaiting the long lost feel of her husbands lips on hers.
"Thank you," he whispered as his lips touched hers. He caressed them slowly, softly taking in the suppleness of their texture. God how he’d missed this. Jennifer felt her head being pulled closer as he continued, and his arm slipped around her. He wasn’t going to rush things though and released her to look at her.
"I’ve missed you," he said.
"Likewise," responded Jennifer as she nestled into him.
"I think we should go away for a few days up to the cabin and spend some quality time together."
Jennifer reached for his hand and linked fingers.
"Can we go tomorrow?"
"Anytime."
Jonathan pulled his wife in close to him, taking in all he had missed over the past weeks. He lay back on the bed content to have his wifes warm comforting body next to his. Jennifer curled against him hugging his chest, his steady breathing like a lullaby sending her off to sleep.
That night in bed, they just held on to each other tightly.
Jennifer sat on the bench watching the sunset from the veranda of the cabin, her legs hugged up to her chest. Jonathan stood silent in the doorframe taking in the sight before him. The glow of beauty and sereness captured him as always. There would never be enough time in his life to just gaze at her. She felt his eyes on her and glanced in his direction. He had an air of someone at peace now, and she was grateful. She was grateful they’d managed to get to the other side and everything was going to be all right. She patted the seat beside her indicating for him to join her.
Jonathan smiled, he too grateful that things were returning to normal. He walked over and sat silently beside her, reaching his arm around her. Lazily he ran his fingers through her hair as she nestled into him. Jennifer swung her legs over his lap and reached for his other hand contented to be held in his strong arms. They sat in silence each pondering the last number of weeks.
She played with his wedding ring before breaking the silence.
"We are going to be alright aren’t we?" she asked quietly.
Jonathans heart yearned at the thoughts that must be going through her head to ask that question. He pulled her on to his lap, so her head was on a par with his, before turning it gently to look at him. He gazed into her eyes making sure she understood what he was going to say.
"Throughout this whole sorry episode, you’ve done nothing but love me. The fact that you came back to me, when we both thought I’d cheated on you, emphasised that. And it meant more to me than I can ever express. I love you so much Jennifer. There aren’t words to adequately describe my feelings for you. The thought that you might leave me filled me with more fear than you’ll ever know. My life without you in it is nothing. You make me whole."
Jennifer watched a tear trickled down his cheek. She reached up and brushed it away.
"I never stopped loving you, you know Jonathan."
"I know," he responded taking her chin in his hand. He let his fingers trace her lips as he watched before running his knuckles across her cheek. "You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me."
Jennifer looked deep into his eyes, boring to the very essence of him.
"Make love to me," she said softly.
"Are you sure you’re ready?" He longed to devour his wife, but he wanted to take things slowly, for her to be sure she was ready to let him back in.
"I want you so much it hurts."
Jonathan lightened the mood.
"It’s been a while, I’m not sure I remember how."
Jennifer grinned. "Then practise on me." She eased herself off his lap and pulled him up from the seat, holding on to his hand as she led him into the bedroom.
Jonathan pulled her close towards him as they stood in the room until only their clothes separated them. They stood gazing in wonderment at each other wanting to remember this like it was the first time. Never had they been so long without making love before. Jonathan let his head rest against Jennifers their lips close but not touching, their warm breath mingling.
"I really do love you Jennifer," he said quietly taking in the warmth of her body next to his. He let his eyes glance down to her waiting lips. Slowly, softly, he brought his lips down to meet hers. As he pulled her tighter too him, he let his mouth show his feelings.
Jennifers head was in a whirl. The love emanating from his lips threw her back to London and the kiss Jonathan had given her after proposing. The fire burning within her was ignited to full flame. Her arms came up his back and wrapped around his neck drawing him closer. It felt like an age since he’d kissed her like this and she’d missed it. His kisses melted her, and he was right when he said she was like putty after one of them.
She felt his hand in her hair, running his fingers through it as he always liked to. The other had moved down her back and had found its way to her toned behind. He was rubbing gently, slowly pulling her back and forth in a slow rhythm against his groin. She could feel him hardening against her, the constraints of clothes disguising nothing. Jennifer moaned into his mouth as the sensations built up.
Jonathan opened his mouth and let his tongue meander leisurely around her lips, before they opened to greet him. He slowly slid his tongue across her teeth before plundering into her warm welcoming mouth. A torrent of emotions flooded through Jennifer, as she reciprocated his motions. It felt so good to be in his arms again.
They took their time, this was going to be a session neither would want to end. Still fully clothed, they continued touching, feeling, caressing and kissing until finally they separated.
"You haven’t lost your touch," said Jennifer grinning broadly.
Jonathan was elated to see her like this.
"I only work with the best."
He drew her head towards him, kissing her eyes delicately. He followed a path across her face to her ear and nibbled on her luscious lobe before moving down her neck. Jennifer felt her legs weaken but held on. She pulled his shirttails from his jeans, but Jonathan stopped her when she started to unbutton it from the top.
"You first," he said pulling back. "I need all the help I can," he said looking down at the straining bulge.
She smiled seductively at him and raised her eyebrows before reaching out to stroke it. Jonathan groaned before pushing her to arms length.
"Hey, not fair. I won’t be able to hold on if you keep doing that."
"Okay you win." She teased. "You’d better make it worth the wait though."
"I promise. Now allow me." He reached out and slowly started unbuttoning her blouse. As each next bit of flesh was revealed, he leaned in to kiss it. Jennifer shuddered. Never mind him not being to hold on, she wasn’t sure she could either. She watched him watching her as he pulled the blouse from her shoulders and down her arms letting it drop to the floor. He trailed his fingers back up her arms over her smooth skin. Her breasts heaved in anticipation of being exposed and touched. Jonathan leaned in and kissed them through her lacy bra, feeling her nipples harden under his lips. As his mouth remained kissing her upper torso, his hands reached behind and unclasped the fastening revealing her nakedness. Jennifer threw the bra off and let her fingers find their way to Jonathans hair. She pushed him towards her aching nipples begging silently for him to attend to them. She wasn’t disappointed.
Jonathan took his time licking slowly around her erect nipple before sucking lightly, then with relish. He had his hands holding on to his wifes firm body. He could hear her breath deepening with each touch, moans of ecstasy coming from her luscious lips.
God how she’d missed this. The warmth between her legs was increasing by the second. She took one of Jonathans hands and easing her legs slightly apart put it between them grinding on to his rigid palm. Jonathan was amazed at the heat emanating from there.
He left he breast to concentrate on removing the remainder of her clothes. Kneeling in front of her, he slowly undid the button and zip before pulling her jeans down her legs and off. He kissed his way back up her legs before stopping at the top of her thighs.
Putting her hands on her buttocks, he pulled her towards him and kissed her through her panties. Her wetness was seeping through at his touch.
"Ohhh, Jonathan," she moaned.
She took his hands and put them in the top of her underwear, forcing him to pull them off.
"You are so beautiful," he said gazing up at her perfect body.
As he settled back down in between her legs another moan escaped her when he ran his tongue through the folds of her need.
"Stop," she gasped pushing his head away.
Jonathan was perplexed. "What’s wrong?"
"It’s been too long since I’ve been with you. When I climax this first time, I want to feel you inside me, filling me, taking me with you."
Jonathans heart filled to burst. He wanted to pleasure his wife again and again, until she could take no more, and then he wanted to start over. He could wait. It would be hard, but it would be worth it to see her in ecstasy, but the fact she wanted him inside her so they were joined meant so much.
He leapt to his feet and took her lips in a long, passionate kiss. This time he didn’t stop her as Jennifer started on his shirt. He let her continue as he stripped the remainder of his clothes. As they stood there naked, they took their time to take in the moment and the meaning of it. They linked fingers and moved in to kiss each other.
"I’ve missed you and moments like this," said Jennifer quietly.
"Me too. I’ll make it up to you somehow."
"You can start now," she said pushing him back on the bed.
Jonathan watched as his wife moved up the bed and straddled him. She looked at him as she slowly lowered herself onto his rigid erection. Jonathan rolled his eyes back as he felt himself enter her hot, wet, tightness. As she settled, he let out a loud groan.
"Ohhh," he cried through gritted teeth.
Jennifer started moving in a long slow rhythm. She could feel him pulsing and twitching inside her and braced herself for his arrival. Jonathan knew he couldn’t hold on much longer, he swiftly changed their positions so she was under him and pushed himself in deeply. He felt Jennifer wrap her legs tightly around his waist pulling him in further. Holding himself back, he thrust again and again until he felt the familiar quiver of Jennifers internal muscles reacting to his actions. As Jennifers orgasm took hold, Jonathan thrust one final time joining his wife in her moans.
Jonathan rolled them back over, so Jennifer was lying on top of him. She looked down on him.
"We’re going to alright Mr Hart."
"Yes, we are Mrs Hart."
