Chapter 8 - Only Love

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Darling, you're with me, always around me

Only love, only love

Darling, I feel you under my body

Only love, only love

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Hours later, just as the late morning sunshine was moving across the floor, Marlena woke to the feel of John's chest against her back, with his arm slung over her hip, and his fingers buried between her legs, slowly stroking along her moist folds. He'd pulled her thigh back and over his his, opening her to his ministrations. She sighed. It felt so good. What a glorious way to wake up. The soft, gentle glide of his fingers over her flesh. Still coming out of her sleep, she gave a contented hum as the ache inside her started to build. Pushing her head back against him, she twisted her neck so that she could kiss his soft skin. The saltiness of his flesh burst on her tongue, and she moaned softly, closing her eyes.

John's breath rushed over her ear, when he whispered in a husky voice, "I want you again, Doc... I can't get enough of you..."

She pushed back against him, pulling him closer. Moaning softly, she wrapped her arm up around his neck, pulling his mouth to hers. She whispered, "I'm yours... John, I always have been..."

He paused, staring down at her with questions in his eyes. "Have you?"

Her face told him everything even as she whispered, "Yes."

Rolling her onto her back, John studied her face intently. "We're going to discuss this."

Marlena smiled softly, reaching up to cup his jaw with love shining from her eyes, "I know."

He leaned down with a soft growl, nipping at her collarbone. "We're definitely going to discuss all of this."

Marlena gasped softly, arching up into him, "Okay."

"A long talk," he groaned, licking a path between her breasts.

Marlena's breath came quicker, "Absolutely." Her fingers threaded into his hair, and she closed her eyes in pleasure.

"But first," he told her, "I need you again." John's lips latched onto her nipple, sucking deeply, as he settled himself between her thighs. "I need you so much, Doc. Your body is like a drug to me, and I can't get enough." 

"Oh, G-d... yes... please." Marlena's back arched up off of the bed seeking the roughness of his chest hair against her sensitive breasts, and her nails dug into his shoulders. He knew her body. He knew it better than she thought she did. Another soft moan escaped her when John lifted her breast, licking along the underside in a languid manner.

"You are so perfect, Doc... so fucking perfect." He rested his weight on her, sliding his hands up her arms. His eyes were riveted on her naked body underneath him as he pinned her hands above her head, watching the way her breasts lifted. Marlena's soft skin against his, the scent of their lovemaking, and the look of arousal in her eyes was his undoing. There was no way he could continue to hide his true feelings. "Why did I ever let you go?" he murmured, licking her neck, and biting at the skin behind her ear. His teeth nipped at her jaw, and he groaned when his hips pushed forward and his cock slid through the warmth awaiting him. John's tongue lapped over the seam of her lips, and she spread her legs wider, cradling his hips. "I should have fought for you... I love you, I have always, and will always, love you," he told her, slowly sliding his cock along the satin warmth between her legs. "I can't keep denying that. I can't... being with you is like coming home."

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