After a gratifying meal, Jonathan asked Jennifer to dance. Playing a mixture of old time standards by Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin and others, they danced on the terrace, totally immersed in each other. Jonathan held Jennifer close, taking in the smell of her hair and the feel of her cheek on his. Jennifer held Jonathan tight. While she was a strong independent woman, she was ready to let him lead whereever their lives might lead.
Nat King Cole came on singing 'Unforgettable". Both were immediately aware of the words' meaning in their lives and like telepathy, the energy between the two increased.
Jonathan began sing some of the words "Unforgettable. That's what you are....."
Then in unison they sang to each other, "That's why darling, it's incredible, that someone so unforgettable, thinks that I am, unforgettable too."
As the song ended, Jonathan placed his hand on the sides Jennifer's face. He looked deeply into her eyes and she into his. Jonathan placed his lips on hers, soft and gentle at first. Then, reaching for more, he placed his arms around her pulling her close, searching her mouth deeper and deeper with his tongue. His kiss sent shock waves through out Jennifer's body. She knew if he let go, she would likely fall to the ground. Jonathan didn't let go. He kissed her neck as he took her hand and let her into the next song, 'When I Fall In Love' also by Nat King Cole.
At the finish of the tape, Jonathan stood face-to-face with Jennifer holding her hands.
"Are you ok?" he asked noticing that Jennifer seemed lightheaded or something. Is she swooning? He wondered.
"I am... just... so.....happy," Jennifer mustered thinking she hadn't chosen the most accurate words.
"Then I am doing my job," Jonathan smiled, "Are you still hungry?"
"No," Jennifer said. Then she realized Max wasn't around.
"Where did Max go?"
"He had some things to take care of."
"It's 9 p.m. at night?"
Jonathan shrugged. "I think he has some chaps at the pub he wanted to see."
"So we're alone?"
Jonathan smiled, "I think he may have left us a treat, lets go see."
Jennifer looked at Jonathan wondering what he was up to. She let him take her hand as he led her to his bedroom. Like the terrace, the bedroom was filled with flowers, candles and champagne.
"Ah, here we are again," Jennifer said, "the bedroom."
"Yes, but I promise I won't fall asleep this time," Jonathan said referring to their first night together when jet lag got the best of him.
"No I don't think you will," Jennifer said enticingly. She brushed up against Jonathan as she entered the room.
"Although, I think I will skip champagne for now," she shared referring to her intoxication the first night Jonathan brought her to his room.
Jennifer turned to look at Jonathan. He entered the room and both stood towards each other yet several feet apart. Jennifer smiled to herself.
"What is so funny?"
"Well, I was just thinking," Jennifer said, "here we are engaged and we really don't know that much about each other."
Jonathan smiled, "I know all I need to know. And the rest I look forward to spending a lifetime learning about."
"Well I have some questions."
"Like what?" Jonathan asked a little concerned.
"Well, I don't know if you prefer to have me undress myself or let you do it," Jennifer said reaching behind her back to undo her dress. Jonathan raised an eye as the dressed dropped to the floor. She looked perfect. Her black strapless bra pushed her breasts up into perfect round mounds. Her body looked firm but soft.
Jonathan shifted his feet as he felt his desires rise.
"Either... both... sound good to me," he was finally able to say. Jennifer stepped out of her dress and approached Jonathan. She put one arm over his shoulder and began to undo his tie and shirt with her free hand.
"And, I don't know if you prefer to have me undress you or not." She had unbuttoned enough shirt to expose his muscular chest which she began caressing and kissing.
"Perhaps we could try it each way and see," Jonathan croaked. Already he was feeling more aroused than he ever had before. Unable to contain himself any longer, Jonathan pulled Jennifer as close as possible. With one hand behind her neck and the other around her back, he held her close and pressed his lips to hers. His kiss was forceful and passionate. Jennifer was totally overwhelmed by his kiss, unable to do anything except open herself fully to his advances. As he eased up a bit, Jennifer was able to push his shirt off his shoulders so he could remove it. She smiled as she began to move towards the bed. Jonathan watched her while frantically removing his the rest of his clothes. Jennifer climbed on the bed and waited for him, sitting back on her knees. Jonathan joined her. He sat directly towards her also on his knees. Using only their eyes, they took in each part of the other's body. They both wanted to savor each moment and each other. Finally, Jonathan pulled Jennifer to him, kissing her passionately. He reached behind her to undo her bra. As it fell, he sat back to admire her perfect breasts, which were swollen, and aching for his touch.
Jonathan laid her on the bed. He raised her hands over her head and began kissing and caressing her starting from her wrists working his way down her arms. He wanted to know and take in every part of her being. He kissed her ears and neck. Jennifer was surprised at how intense her feelings were as he kissed her along her collarbone. He worked his way to her breasts. Holding and caressing one, he took the other in his mouth, sucking and kissing it. Jennifer moaned with desire. Moving on, Jonathan kissed her stomach and all along her panty line. He slowly removed her panties, kissing and caressing her legs each inch of the way as he removed them. He was sitting up on his knees as he removed her panties completely, kissing the outside ankles of her feet. He watched her reaction. Her body seemed tight, arching instinctively for something more. With her panties off, he began to move up her legs again, this time focusing on the area between her thighs. Jennifer's breathing was quickening. She seemed lost into her own world of ecstasy.
Jonathan kissed her lips again. Jennifer reached down to push Jonathan's silk boxers off. She decided she wanted a turn at delivering pleasure. She pushed Jonathan on his back. The pillows and the headboard supported Jonathan in a semi-sitting position. Jennifer straddled him, slowly pushing him into her. Jonathan moaned as her tightness engulfed him. He put his hands along her side and pulled her close so he could, fondle her breasts with his tongue and mouth. Jennifer moved in a long, slow rhythm. Jonathan moaned. Her movements made it more difficult for him to concentrate on her breasts. He wanted her to move faster which he indicated by grabbing her hips and forcing them to a faster pace. Jennifer resisted. She wanted him to take her, to force his own rhythm on her. She kept the slower rhythm until Jonathan, unable, to resist any longer, forced her over on her back. Rolling on top of her, he once again went into her. His deep, forceful strokes represented the level of built up passion he had. Jennifer couldn't believe the pleasure she was experiencing. She grabbed Jonathan's buttocks and pulled him into her faster and harder while tightening her own muscles. This only increased Jonathan's pleasure. Together they exploded in complete ecstasy.
"So, have you found La Coeur de la Vie?" Fisk asked the two henchmen as they returned to the pub after dinner.
"We know Jonathan Hart bought the ring," Arthur reported.
"Jonathan Hart. Well he is just full of surprises isn't he? First Kingsford Motors and now La Coeur de la Vie,"
"It seems he proposed to someone today. Quite a display apparently. He hung a sign off the London Bridge," James added.
"There is going to be a lot of press around the Ritz tomorrow trying to get a glimpse of this mystery woman. We figure with that many people, it will be a good time to go in unnoticed." Arthur explained.
"I would prefer you take care of this tonight," Fisk reported.
"Fisk, we went by there. We would stand out like a sore thumb. We would be too easy to finger. You will have your ring by tomorrow noon," Arthur stated.
"You better, " Fisk warned.
