She smiled and rolled so that she was being held by him, his head against the top of her head, she reached over and grabbed the blanket and pulled it around them and thought about drifting back to sleep.
The movement woke Stephen. He turned to see her in his arms again. He smiled and repositioned himself, holding her with both arms.
She smiled, knowing that he was awake and very happy, "Good morning, Stephen." She said as she found him with her hand and started slowly teasing him.
He captured her hand in his and held her tight.
"Hmm, Stephen," she said with a smile and turning a bit so she could see his beautiful eyes, and said, "that was pretty rotten--when you had my ship grounded. Why did you do that? And then, you wouldn't return my calls?"
He rolled her over onto her back and held both of her arms over her head loosely and after knowing she wouldn't give up, kissed her. When her lips parted, he explored her mouth with his tongue. She responded with heat and passion, surrendering to him fully . . . Letting him be fully in control. He released her right arm and she brought it up and around to run it through his hair. Breathlessly, she pulled away from his kisses and caresses. After several deep breaths she moaned, but it was lost when his mouth came back down on hers.
He felt her hand caressing down his side and brushing gently over his hip. He reached down and captured that hand and pulled it back up over her head and firmly held both hands with just his left and went back to stimulating her with his other hand and his tongue. He broke off kissing her just long enough to get his breath back, before he found a breast. He heard her crying out. She attempted to work her hands free...
Nicole was feeling trapped under Stephen's body, and every nerve was on fire. She was covered with a hot sweat and her hair was damp and in her face and she couldn't free her hands to move it or to turn the tables on Stephen. She couldn't remember the first time they'd made love -- just that they had woken up together on the gym floor in the holosuite without their clothes. She squeezed her eyes shut and colors flashed through her head; she could feel the wet kisses, and Stephen's breathing. As she opened herself to him, he took her.
"Nicole," Stephen said caressing her face, "Open your eyes!" He ordered as he leaned over and kissed one eye and then the other. He then found her mouth. When he looked up he saw that she had opened her eyes and he smiled. He said, "I can't afford to lose anyone else I care about...that's..why I had...you...grounded."
Losing themselves in the frantic pace of their passions, they cried out as they reached the pinnacle of pleasure together. For a long while, they just laid there. Tenderly, he reached up and brushed the hair away from her face. "Stephen..." She bit her lip, looked around the stateroom on her ship and then locked his eyes with hers. A tear slid down her cheek as she swallowed and closed her eyes again, turning her head to the side. She knew she was on her ship, but she couldn't believe that Stephen was the one holding her...she shivered. He immediately noticed and shifted position, pulling the bedding back up around them. He just held her as she fought not to cry. He sighed as he felt the shudders and tears stop and her breathing even out... He was worried that she was still suffering the effects of the Dust she'd been exposed to in early May. He soon drifted off to sleep too but his mind drifted to another time and another woman.