Chapter 104: When The Thread Finally Broke

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS EXPLICIT SCENES. READERS BELOW 18 ARE NOT ALLOWED TO READ. (That means you, Diana!) STRICT PARENTAL GUIDANCE IS HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.

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Richard pulled Maine closer as they explored each other. Tongues dancing to a slow rhythm. He felt her shift and started fumbling at the buttons of his shirt. He broke their kiss to give her better access. He saw her hands trembling so he reached out to caress her cheek, giving her encouragement to the task she set about herself.

"Relax, my Heart," he said softly. "We have all night."

With renewed confidence, Maine was finally able to unclasp all three buttons of Richard's shirt. He let out a groan as he felt Maine's fingers traced the side of his body when she pulled the shirt up and over his head. He wanted to pull her to him once more but he restrained himself. He'd let Maine have her way for the time being.

Maine tentatively traced the side of Richard body with her fingers, outlining him. She heard another groan from him as the tips of her fingers drew lines up to his chest then traveling to his arms. He saw her smile when she attempted to squeeze his biceps which made him smile as well. He sighed and closed his eyes, savouring her touch. Her eyes darted away from his when he looked at her once more. There was a blush forming on her beautiful face, accentuating her features.

Her hands finally rested on his chest. One palm placed near his heart and felt the strong steady beat. Richard struggled to keep still when she leaned forward and placed small kisses on his chest, inching her way up to his neck. Her kisses getting bolder as she moved upwards. This earned her another groan from Richard, whose hands crept to her waist, keeping her steady. Maine wrapped her arms around his neck again and pulled him to her in a searing kiss which Richard immediately responded to.

He followed her pace, allowing her to explore. She was a bit hesitant, but he gave her free reign and let her hands roamed his body, feeling his taut muscles. When her hands reached the waistband of his jeans however, he stopped her progress and broke the kiss.

"Home?"

"Not yet."

"But - "

"This is all about you remember?" He said as he cupped her cheeks with his hands, his thumbs giving them a soft caress. "Now, let me worship this body the way it deserves to be worshipped."

He kissed her once more with him taking the lead this time. His kiss was slow and deliberate, their tongues dancing to the slow beat of their hearts.

He heard her sharp intake of breath when he pulled her closer, one hand on her lower back while the other was on her head, unbinding the band that tied her hair. His fingers tangled themselves in her hair, feeling its silky smoothness.

After a few more nips on her lips, Richard broke the kiss. He heard a whimper of protest from Maine but she was catching her breath from his kiss. He slowly walked around her and sat on the edge of the bed, carefully setting down the guitar case where the ring was hidden awhile ago. Richard reached out and pulled her to him carefully. His hands on her waist found the hem of her shirt and ever so slowly lifted it up in a torturous climb. Maine felt his lips on her back, leaving a trail of heat moving upwards, following the path of her spine. Just like what she did to him, Richard's fingers were tracing her side as her shirt was slowly being pulled up. She moaned at his touch, closing her eyes to savour the feeling.

He stood right behind her when he took her shirt off and dropped it on the floor with his. He kissed her exposed shoulder, carefully brushing her hair out of the way as his kiss started traveling to her neck. Maine tilted her head to the side, giving him access.

Richard's hands started to explore. One hand crawled up and claimed one of her breast that was still covered by her bra. His other hand unbuttoned her jeans and his fingers teasing her as they slowly crept inside.

"Home?" She whispered as she turned her head to him.

For an answer, he claimed her mouth once more in a searing kiss. One of Maine's arm reached out around his neck while her other hand held the wrist of his hand that went inside her underwear, his fingers deftly playing with her nub. His other hand started massaging her breast over her bra, sending multiple sensations to Maine that she moaned in his mouth.

Her hand grabbed a fistful of hair on his nape as he continued teasing her with his fingers. Her knees grew weak as she held on to him tightly for support. With every touch he gave, a sensation in the pit of her stomach started to build up.

"You're almost there, Maine," he whispered when he broke the kiss, as he continued with his ministrations. "Don't hold it in."

"RJ!!!"

Maine screamed out his name as she came for the first time that night. Richard gave her a short reprieve, as he gently lifted her up and laid her on the bed.

He kissed her once more as his hands unclasped her bra and tossed it aside, leaving her breasts exposed. He leaned down and captured one mound with his mouth while his hand found the other. Maine's hands were on his head, her fingers tangling in his hair as she kept him in place. She moaned out his name as she felt him switch positions, giving each mound the same treatment it had with its twin. Maine felt herself building up again and a scream escaped her as she came a second time.

Richard started kissing her chest, starting from the tip of her scar going down. His kiss lingered, his tongue lovingly tracing the thin pink line downwards, giving the scar the kind of attention it deserved. His fingers once again tracing on her body leaving a trail of heat in its wake. When he reached the waistband of her jeans, he slowly unzipped it and once more made a torturous descent down her legs as he slowly pulled her jeans down with her underwear in tow. He left open mouthed kisses down one of her legs as he followed the path of her pants. Maine whimpered as she squirmed at his touch. Her breath was ragged as she closed her eyes, feeling his breath on her leg.

He was kneeling in front of her staring in awe when he finally pulled the pants free. She was lying down completely naked, one arm raised by her head while her other arm rested on her stomach. Her hair splayed across their pillow, and Richard's breath caught. She was completely breathtaking.

"Beautiful," he whispered.

He bent down once more and started kissing her other leg, as he slowly moved back up to her. Maine held onto the sheets of the bed tightly on her sides as she squirmed underneath him. Richard continued his journey up her leg until he reached her inner thigh. He laid down on his stomach and placed one leg on his shoulder. He heard her moan out his name before he entered her opening with his tongue. He dove in and out of her, sending her squirming. Her hands fisted on the bed cover as she stifled another moan from her lips. Her breath was ragged, trying to keep up with Richard as he tasted her sweet nectar, lapping and sucking at her core.

"Oh...my....R....J!!!" She cried as he came once more.

When she came down from her high and was still breathing hard, Maine slowly sat up. Her eyes fixed on Richard's face, who slowly knelt once again in front of her. She tentatively reached out and played with the waist band of his jeans. He closed his eyes as a deep growl escaped his lips. He reached out and gently held her wrist.

"Maine..."

"Please," she pleaded softly. "Let me."

Richard slowly let go and kept still while Maine fumbled through the button and zipper of his jeans.

He helped her take off the rest of his clothes. Now completely naked, he reached out and held her by the back of her neck, as he claimed her mouth once more. His kiss this time was demanding, hungry for the taste of her. Maine fell back, then wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers playing with the hair on his nape.

One of Richard's hand moved downward as he trailed open mouthed kisses down her neck. She squirmed underneath him when his fingers found her opening.

"Damnit," he muttered under his breath as he felt her dampness. "You're my undoing, my Heart."

He started teasing her nub as his mouth found one her breast once more. As he suckled, his finger entered her slowly. Maine moaned and held on to his shoulders tightly. He felt her opening tightened as he withdrew a bit, then slowly entering her again. His thumb continued teasing her nub while he slowly plunged in and out of her.

Maine whimpered, her breath in ragged burst as she tried to keep up with everything that she was feeling. She dug her nails onto his back, a groan escaped him as he felt the sting. But he kept his teasing and continued a slow and steady rhythm with his finger until he felt her shudder and cried out his name in ecstasy.

He claimed her mouth once more to muffle the sound of her scream. Then slowly, ever so gently, he positioned himself at her entrance. Maine gasped at the initial contact, breaking off their kiss. Richard looked at her as she stared back, her eyes a bit uncertain but not afraid.

"Relax, my Heart," he reassured her as he caressed her cheeks before kissing her softly on the lips. "We'll take it slow. Tell me if you want to stop."

"Don't stop, my Home," she replied. "I want this. I want you."

Upon hearing those words he kissed her once more with renewed fervor. She moaned as he once again brought them back to their previous state. Maine wrapped her arms around his waist, as she felt him position himself once more at her entrance. He trailed down open mouthed kisses from her jawline to her neck, crossing to the other side then back up again. His hands were everywhere, making her come undone. Then, he finally positioned one of his hand on her back as he made ready to enter her.

Her hands were on his back, nails digging on the soft flesh when she felt him enter her. He gave her soothing words of encouragement, getting her to relax as he inched his way inside of her. He pulled out and entered her again, and everytime he did, he drove a bit deeper into her. There was a sharp intake of breath that Richard had to stop and let Maine adjust to his size.

He groaned when he felt her opening tightened at his intrusion, making him even harder. He kissed her tenderly on her eyes, nose, cheeks and lips as she moaned out his name. He was patient with her, letting her adjust to the new sensation, slowly entering and pulling out until she was used to him.

"I love you, Maine."

She cried out when he was finally shafted. He kissed her deeply as a lone tear escaped her eye. She held on to him tightly, never wanting to let go.

One of her legs intertwined with his as he tried to pull away. He didn't move far as he plunged himself inside her again. He continued pumping in and out of her in a slow measured pace. This time pulling back out an inch at a time and then plunging back inside of her. They were slowly building up until she can fully adjust to him, squirming underneath him.

"RJ?"

"You're doing great, Maine."

"Am I doing this right?"

"You're perfect."

He continued to come in and out of her. Starting slowly until he found a steady rhythm that Maine could follow. She matched his pace and fervor, letting her natural instinct take over as she just let her feelings of love for him take over.

She felt herself building up once more as she heard Richard's grunts and groans as he felt her closing in on him, claiming him like no woman could ever do. She joined him with her own moans and whimpers as the initial pain subsided replaced by pure pleasure.

"Come with me, my Heart," he whispered raggedly in her ear. "We're almost there."

"Home!!!!"

They came together in an exploding climax as Richard filled her up. She clung to him tightly as she felt him shudder with his release. Hearts beating fast as they finally became one.

"I love you, Richard Jason," she whispered, still clinging to him tightly.

"I love you, Elizabeth Maine," he replied as he kissed her softly on the lips.

He was reluctant to move, loving the feel of finally being inside of her. So he turned them over so Maine was lying on top of him. He adjusted her position so that her head was on his chest, his arms wrapped around her waist.

He reluctantly pulled out when he saw her eyes drooping. She was exhausted. He carefully laid her on the bed and stood up to go to the bathroom. Maine, too tired to complain and kept silent when he came out with a washcloth, as he always did previously whenever they made out. Richard carefully cleaned her up like he always did. This time though, he also wiped out the blood from her, making sure that he was thorough. Then he pulled the covers from the bed and he joined her in it. Pulling her to him, cradling her in his arms as a sigh of satisfaction escaped her lips when he covered them up with a blanket.

"You were amazing," she whispered as she stifled a yawn.

"No," he remarked. "You're amazing. And I can't wait to wake up beside you everyday for the rest of our lives."