Promise of Love
begun.
    Rieko threw back her head. One hand clinched on the side of the desk, while the other pulled Stuart toward her. Waves of ecstasy and pleasure washed over her. His tongue and teeth and fingers skillfully stroked and nipped and caressed all the most intimate of places. She glanced down at Stuart through desire laden eyes.
    His eyes were tightly closed, his breathing labored, one of his hands pumped in his unzipped uniform. Rieko shifted forward on the desk. She spread her legs wider, and slid closer to his reach. Stuart increased his pace until it came fast and hungry. She arched her back, and rocked her hips. She felt herself on the edge of climax, and then she fell over the edge as every nerve in her body exploded.
    "Oh, Stuart.” Her voice cracked as the aftershocks of her pleasure washed through her.
    Stuart's pace inside her slowed. He pulled away and sat back on his hunches. His breath came hard and fast, and his hand still pleasured himself. He hadn't finished.
    Rieko tried to gently slip off the desk, but instead fell into his lap with exhaustion. She ran a hand down his still clothed chest and felt his muscles tighten under the fabric. Then, she reached her hand lower, and clasped her hand over his. Stuart's eyes opened, brimming with sexual energy. He took her wrist in his hand again and swept up the other hand as he removed both from this way.
    In her clouded mind Rieko wondered what his thing was. She moved further onto his lap and placed her mouth on his. She let her tongue be the one to invade his mouth this time. He groaned at her affections while his pace quickened.
    She ground her hips into his with his pumping hand trapped between their bodies. He thrust his hips up to meet hers, and his mouth devoured her mouth. With a final thrust, he lifted them from the floor. He gave a muffled scream into her mouth as he climaxed. They collapsed against each other, both now fulfilled.
    Rieko rested her head against Stuart's shoulder and listened to his slowing breath. His head rested against hers. His arms enfolded her. She felt so calm, so relaxed, maybe things between them didn't make sense, but right now she really didn't care. If only she could forever be in those protective arms of his.
    "I love you.” She sighed. She knew as soon as she spoke something even she hadn't realized, that it was a mistake. Was this what he was afraid of? Her falling in love with him ? She felt him stiffen against her as he walled himself back off from their earlier intimacy.
    She slid from his lap as he rose to his feet. He re-zipped his uniform, that and his tousled hair were the only evidence of what they had just shared, as if he hadn't really wished it to touch him. Rieko stood as the effect of the moment wore off.
    "Maybe that was just the sex talking.” She felt as if she needed to give him some explanation.
    His blue eyes met hers of black. “I don't love you.” His words were gentle but truthful. “I don't know if I ever will.” While his eyes filled with concern for her, Rieko knew hers shone with concern for him. How could he believe he couldn't love?
    "If you have before, why can't you now?” she asked. Who had hurt him that badly?
    Those blue eyes stared into hers. “I haven't,” he whispered.
    Rieko knew her face showed her shock and confusion. “You've never loved anybody?” she whispered. She thought about all the people in her life she loved: friends, family, the few men she'd been involved with.
    His stormy eyes filled with an emotion she couldn't explain. He softly shook his head, but didn't mouth a word.
    Rieko stepped closer to him. She placed a hand on his cheek. “Let me make you love me, Stuart,” she silently pleaded. She tried to let her eyes voice the words to him.
    His always stoic face stared at her. A thousand emotions raced across his eyes. He finally closed them and leaned his forehead to rest on hers.
    Rieko closed her eyes as well. “Let me in, Stuart,” she pleaded aloud.
    "I'm
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