The Player's Losing Hand - (Love Island the Game FanFiction)

Chapter 7: Different Types of Surprises

Trying his best not to wake her, Henrik gently lifted the fluffy goose down comforter and slid under the covers. Chelsea had done a good job decorating their place, the bed felt like a proper luxury hotel room. While he could be perfectly happy sleeping in a sleeping bag under the stars, he had to admit that 1000 thread count sheets were damn comfy.

It was good to be home, next to her warmth. As he lay on his side watching her sleep, he couldn't imagine wanting to be anywhere else. She looked almost angelic. The diffused soft amber glow from the nightlight in their master bathroom cast a halo effect around the silhouette of her body... it took his breath away how lucky he was... So many people and situations had conspired against them, yet here they were... together, and expecting a baby.

Henrik closed his eyes taking a deep calming breath and rubbed his temples. The ringing in his ears still hadn't fully subsided, and it was making it hard for him to shut his thoughts off.

He had hoped the hot shower when he got home would help him relax after the stressful night at the club. Unfortunately, he still felt edgy.
He needed to let it go. They had left the club as the winners in the proverbial pissing match tonight. That thought brought a smile to his face at least. And he was the one here with Skye... that was the real bright side in all of this.

A soft hand settled on his bare chest and Skye's whisper broke the silence.

"Your hearts' beating like the clappers Hen. Was it that bad?"

Henrik opened his eyes to see two light green ones studying him with concern. Moving his hand to cover hers he linked their fingers together and sighed. "Can we not talk about it tonight? I promise, I'm okay. I just want to be in this moment, right now, here with you." He gave her a reassuring smile.

"Whatever you want babe" she responded understanding.

Skye let her gaze slowly drift down to his mouth then back up to his eyes, tracing her bottom lip with the tip of her tongue. "You seem restless... anything I can do to help with that?"

Henrik's eyes twinkled with mischief and he smiled broadly, "Oh yeah? I can think of plenty we can do to resolve my restlessness, but what do YOU have in mind?"

Skye shifted under the sheets and smoothly re positioned herself so that she was straddling him... fingers laced with his, she rested them on either side of his head. Rolling her hips languidly against him she was immediately rewarded, feeling his body respond underneath her.

A deep growl from the back of Henrik's throat penetrated the quiet and she smiled sultrily down at him. Leaning in, she lightly traced small circles around his nipples with her tongue, sucking gently on one, then the other.

Henrik sucked in a shaky breath, "God that feels so... " Skye rolled her hips against him again and the dam broke. In one swift motion he let go of her hands, passionately grabbed her face, and lifted it up to bring their lips crashing together.

In seconds they had removed every slip of clothing separating them, and she wrapped her legs around him bringing him inside... they moved in sync, knowing what each other liked, no longer knowing or caring where one of them ended and the other began....

Finding the perfect rhythm, he stretched out their pleasure, expertly using just the right angle to hit her favorite hidden spots. As he felt her getting close, Henrik backed off, changing the pace to extend their lovemaking until they finally crested over the edge together. Wrapping her close in his arms and catching his breath, he spoke against her mouth between kisses... "I love you so much Skye, I can't imagine my life without you baby... you're my whole world."

Skye opened her eyes and looked deeply into his. There was a depth and intensity in them she had never seen before, and a look of certainty that took her breath away. She kissed him deeply then whispered against his lips, "I love you too Hen, more than anyone or anything in my whole life."