Chapter 42

I heard the motorcycle engine as James turned onto our street. I heard how it slowed and eventually stopped, then the garage doors opening. Knowing I didn't have much time I ran upstairs to prepare. After what felt like an eternity I heard James come into the house.

«Emily?»

«Up here!» I called. I watched him as he appeared in the hallway, immediately heading for the stairs as he thought I was upstairs. When he noticed me at the top of the stairs he came to an abrupt halt.

«Fucking hell...» he gasped, staring up at me with his mouth hanging open. Wanting to give James his second surprise of the day I had stripped down to nothing but a sexy pair of lace knickers and my leather biker jacket, which was closed half way up. James kept staring, drinking me in, completely stunned by what he was seeing. Tired of waiting for him to do or say something I just gave him a coy smirk, turned on my heels and began walking towards the bedroom. After a few seconds I heard his footsteps coming up the stairs, chasing after me. Just as I reached the bedroom door I felt his hand clasp mine, turning me around to face him. With another smile, a little more seductive this time, I pulled him inside the room and towards the bed, then pushed him down to sit. Being deliberately slow I swung a leg over his knees and sank down on his lap, straddling him. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and caressed the back of his neck. All the while James had just stared at me, wide-eyed, completley transfixed by my seductive determination. His hands fell to my bare thighs.

«Hello, baby,» I said with a little smile. James had to swallow hard and clear his throat to get any sounds out, and even then it was just a faint croak.

«Hi...» He looked at me expectantly, his eyes glittering, waiting for me to make a move. I licked my lips and bent down, brushing my lips over the skin beneath his ear.

«Did you think of me on your way home...?» I breathed against his now wet skin.

«Fuck, yes...» He said with a groan, tilting his head to the side to give me better access. His hands were rubbing my thighs slowly.

«I thought about you too...» I admitted in a whisper as I slid my hands down his chest and sides before gripping his t-shirt and pulling it off him. «So, how do you like your second surprise of the day?» I asked as I straightened up, casually tossing his t-shirt on the floor. James eyed me up and down as he answered, staring at what little of my naked chest that was visible by the half-open leather jacket.

«Just as much as the first, but in a very, very different way...» He said a little hoarsely.

«I said I'd be waiting home for you one day wearing just a leather jacket, didn't I?» I smirked and gave him a long, deep kiss. James hummed throatily when I ran my tongue along his bottom lip then tugged at it a little with my teeth. As I kissed my way down his neck and chest I slipped off his lap and onto my knees on the floor in front of him. I stared deeply into his eyes as I slowly began undoing his belt and the buttons on his jeans. James watched every move I made, mesmerized by this new side I was showing him, one I hadn't though I possessed. Never before in my life had anyone made me feel so at ease, so safe or so comfortable as James had, in our relationship in general and in our sexlife. I trusted him completely now, and in a way I always had. In previous relationships I thought I had been able to relax and let go, but being with James had made me realise that I hadn't – there had always been some insecurities or some pressure there. But with James there was no pressure, no expectations, I could just have fun and explore new sides of myself. His compliments from earlier had boosted my confidence. The way he was reacting to me now, how he was completely hypnotized by everything I did fueled that confidence, it made me feel like I had power over him, that I was really lusted after and wanted. Having undone his jeans I tugged at his pockets and he raised his bum off the bed slightly so I could pull them off. The thin cotton fabric of his boxers did nothing to hide his erection. Seeing how aroused I had made him, was another confidence boost, and it turned me on; I wanted nothing more than to touch his cock, make James moan and feel him inside me. While my hands caressed his legs and hips I kissed his lower thigh, slowly working my way upwards. Reaching the thin, sensitive skin on his inner thigh I dragged my teeth across is, biting ever so gently. A sharp intake of breath let me know that he was enjoying the sensation. Standing on my knees on the floor in front of him I arched my back as much as possible, making sure my bum stuck out for him to see while I kissed and licked my way up his thighs. I slid my hands up the outside of his thighs and slipped them inside his boxers, dragging my fingertips over his hips. Looking up at James I gave him a secretive smile and a lustful gaze before kissing his stomach, then I slipped a finger inside the waistband of his boxers and pulled it down just enough to expose the head of his cock which I until now had been carefully ignoring and avoiding. With a hum I licked my lips and gave the tip a featherlight kiss, then another. James sighed and ran his fingers through my hair. Opening my mouth I ran my tongue around him in circles and he hummed in reponse. He squirmed a little impatiently and I sensed how he was holding back from pushing himself into my mouth. I kept teasing his sensitive head, kissing and nipping at it, placing my lips around it as if I were to take him into my mouth, then going back to kissing. Deciding to put him out of his misery I pulled more on the waistband of his boxer to free his cock completely, then I closed my lips around him and enveloped him in the warmth of my mouth.

«Bloody Nora!» He gasped, and his fingers dug into my shoulder. I bobbed my head, sliding his cock in and out of my mouth, tightening my lips around him to increase friction. Just as James let out a moan and shuddered with please I slid him out of my mouth, having decided before I even began that I was just going to tease him. James threw his eyes open when he felt my mouth suddenly disappearing. I let go of the waistband on his boxer and it snapped back, then I got to my feet. Leaning my arms on his thighs I bent down and kissed him lazily. «You are very... mean...» James punctuated his words with a kiss. At those words I pulled back and straightened up, and he looked up at me with exasperation. He knew I had pulled back just to punish him. Without saying a word I walked around the bed and laid down on it, resting my head comfortably against the pillow. James' eyes were still following me from where he sat at the foot of the bed. Spreading my legs a little I stretched out a hand towards him.

«Come here,» I asked, and James crawled onto the bed. Standing on all fours over me he looked searchingly into my eyes, wondering who was in control now. I wrapped my hands around his neck, pulled his face to mine and kissed his mouth, then trailed kisses along his jaw and neck. Barely grazing my lips over his skin I spoke in a husky whisper. «I'm yours, James. Take me, do whatever you want with me...» As I spoke I trailed my fingertips along his spine, caressing his skin. In response to my words James raised his head and his mouth found mine. The kiss he gave me was completely different to how he had kissed me before, this was hungry and demanding, I had given over control and James was letting me know he had taken it. With a final hum he broke away then sat up, sitting on his knees between my legs. He let his eyes and hands trail over my body. Reaching the bottom hem of the leather jacket he slid his hands up along the fabric until they reached the half-closed zipper. He undid it slowly, not taking his eyes off his own hands. When the jacket was undone he pulled it open slightly, enough to almost expose my breasts, but not quite. He placed a palm between my breasts and slid it down my chest and stomach, then over my hip and thighs.

«God, you are so sexy. You look absolutely... divine...» He sighed as he trailed his hands over my body. I felt how I blushed furiously, not able to help myself. With a little smile he leaned over me again, his hair falling across his face as he brought it close to mine. «I find it amazing that you can meet me dressed like that, seduce me and arouse me so completely, then almost spontaneously combust with embarrassment when I tell you how bloody sexy I think you are,» he said with a little laugh. He didn't give me a chance to blush a second time as his lips attacked mine. Resting his bodyweight against me he trailed passionate kisses down my neck, dragging his teeth over my skin as he hit my collarbone. I ran my hands down his back and slipped them into his boxers, squeezing his arse, relishing the feel of his skin against mine even if the leather jacket lessened that somewhat. James continued the exploration of my body with his lips, pulling aside the leather jacket enough to expose a breast and take my nipple in his mouth. I winced with pleasure and dragged my fingernails across the skin on his bum and lower back. In return he sucked harder on my nipple and tugged at it with his lips before letting go. Inching a little further down the bed he nuzzled and kissed my stomach as his hands slid to my panties and began pulling them down. More than willingly I raised my hips a little to help him get them off. Once they were gone I impatiently pulled James back up the bed and tugged at his boxers, fighting to get them off. All my previous thoughts of being slow and teasing were gone now, I wanted him and I wanted him now. James helped me with the boxers then came to rest on top of me again.

«I want you so much,» I said, staring straight into his eyes. James had to swallow hard to find his voice.

«I want you more,» he replied then leaned in to kiss me. Wet, soft lips pressed tenderly against mine and I felt James' tongue against my own. I was so focused on James' kiss that I hadn't noticed him slipping his hand between us to guide himself inside me.

«Oh, shit..!» The sensation of him pushing himself into me made me moan loudly against his mouth, partly out of surprise but mostly out of pleasure. James gave a low, strained groan and began moving his hips slowly. He buried his face against my neck as he worked into me, moaning a little with every thrust. I dug my fingertips into James' arse and breathed heavily in his ear. I was still wearing the leather jacket which was restricting my movements a little, but I didn't have a mind to take it off. James slowed his pace and raised himself on his arms a little to look down at me.

«This isn't going to last long...» he admitted breathlessly with an exasperated little shake of his head. «You've worked me up far too much..»

«I don't care, just don't stop..» I begged, burying my fingers in his hair and pulling his face down to mine, kissing him frantically. I wrapped a leg around his hip, using it to push him harder and deeper inside me. James swore and groaned against my mouth, thrusting faster into me. As our pleasure increased we lost the ability to kiss each other, all we could do was huff and moan against each others mouths, far too focused on grinding and thrusting, chasing pleasure. I buried my face against James' neck as I raised my hips to meet him as best I could, the pace ever increasing. James slipped an arm around my lower back, holding me close as he worked against me. «Oh god, James, fuck...» I winced, clutching at his back. The familiar, glowing itch in the pit of my stomach warned me that my body wanted to give over. «James, I'm close,» I gasped, my movements a little more erratic against him. These words seemed to spur James on and he thrust harder and faster into me. The increase in intensity made us both orgasm within seconds, bucking and shaking against each other to try and ride out our orgasm for as long as we could,. James collapsed on top of me and we slipped into our post-orgasmis bliss, our breathing and heartbeats slowly returning to normal. Lazily I ran my fingers down his spine. When he had regained the strength and breath for it, James raised himself up on his arms and looked at me.

«I never got so far as taking that jacket off you...» he said, a little apologetic.

«I suspect you secretly wanted me to keep it on,» I retorted mildly. James blushed a little and blinked a few times, smiling embarrassedly.

«Yes, I did actually,» he admitted.

«I really didn't mind,» I said reassuringly. James moved so that he sat beside me and held out his arms for me, motioning for me to sit up.

«Here,» he said mildly, taking the leather jacket off me and tossing it on the floor. The loss of its warmth, and James', instantly made me shiver. James saw and pulled the duvet over me as I laid back down, resting against the pillow. Lying on his side next to me James draped a leg over mine and wrapped his arm around me, then leaned down to kiss my mouth softly. I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation of James kissing me and gently brushing his nose against my cheek. After a long, blissful silence I opened my eyes lazily to look at James, only to find him looking back at me. The look in his eyes was full of emotions, but I couldn't quite figure out what kind.

«You all right, sweetie?» I asked, running my hand through his hair and tucking a strand behind his ear. He smiled and nodded weakly.

«I'm so much more than all right,» he said with a sigh, his voice full of meaning. I raised my eyebrows a little at him. James raised himself up on one elbow and looked intently at me, caressing my cheek with his thumb. «My happiest memory will always be the first time our eyes met. The first time you touched my hand. Because then, I just knew that it was you.»

«Me..?» I asked a little stupidly.

«I knew that you were going to change my entire existence, and that I was never going to let you out of my life ever again. I know I don't say this often enough, but... I have never been in love with anyone the way I am in love with you. And I have never loved anyone as deeply as I love you. You mean everything to me.» When I tried to speak my voice came out in a choked squeak, my throat constricted by a rapidly growing lump as emotions were welling up inside me. But amidst all the feelings I couldn't help but notice the seriousness of the situation.

«James..? Are you practicing your wedding speech or something?» I asked, smiling widely even though my eyes were brimming with tears.

«Is this good? Should I write this stuff down?» James asked, looking around as if he was looking for a pen and paper.

«Yes. Yes you should,» I nodded fervently and giggled happily, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer. «Everything you just said to me... I feel exactly the same way. I love you,» I smiled then kissed him as tenderly and lovingly as I could, trying to express with my lips and my body what I wasn't able express as eloquently as James just had done.

«Hammond is right, you know. Normally that.. 'honeymoon period' probably would have been over by now. But with you... I'm just as besotted with you now as I was on New Year's Eve. And kissing you still gives me the same, indescribable feeling as it did the first time I kissed you.» My bottom lip began wobbling dangerously again. I looked deeply into his eyes, completely taken by the moment, by James' words and the sincerity and emotions behind them.

«I don't know what to say...» I sniffed. «Except that I'm bonkers about you, and love you with everything I have.»