Avenoir

Avenoir - John

John

"Hey, hey baby," I pull her up into my arms and hold her to me as she sobs into my neck and shoulder. "Doc, did I hurt you? Baby, talk to me."

I stroke the hair away from her cheek and my fingers come away covered in her tears. "Honey, baby, you're scaring me."

"No..." she gulps back another sob, her breathing coming in harsh, ragged pants. "No John. It's not... I'm not..." she pulls back and hiccups back another sob. I softly wipe the tears from her cheeks with my thumbs.

"What is it then?" I ask her gently. "I thought you were enjoying yourself."

"Oh, I was, I was!" She looks shocked. "Oh John. I am." She sniffs and wipes her face and then swipes at the tears that are all over my neck and shoulder. "It's not... these aren't bad tears." She shakes her head, giving me a tremulous smile. "It's just... it's a lot. It's been a long time and it's...intense." She reaches up and cups my cheek with shaking fingers. "I love you so, so much. I've loved you for so long, and for years I didn't allow myself to even hope that one day we might find our way back to each other. But here we are. And it's..."

"A lot." I nod my head. I understand what she is saying. It is a lot. One moment, we are good friends, (best friends), and the next we're confessing our love and we're kissing and naked and having some of the best sex I've ever experienced. And I know Marlena feels intensely. She always has. She is a feeler. She lives and loves with a passion that leaves me breathless.

"It's just a little overwhelming," she touches her fingertips to my lips, and I slip my tongue out and swipe at them. It's enough to break the ice and she giggles. "Oh my gosh, I just love you so much and I can hardly believe this is happening. I can hardly believe this is real. That we are here and that you love me the way I love you."

"I do," I nod my agreement and stroke her cheek with my fingers. "I do, sweetheart. I love you with my whole heart. I only wish I'd known earlier. I wish we hadn't lost so much time."

"I know," she sighs and leans her forehead against mine. "I know. I've been so lonely without you."

"I'm so sorry," I whisper, walking my fingers around the back of her neck. "I wish I could go back and change it, baby. I wish-"

"Shhhhh," she touches her finger to my lips and pulls back, fixing me with her drowned golden gaze. "No regrets. No more wasted time, okay?"

I search her beautiful face. It always astonishes me that she can cry like that and still look as dewy fresh as if she's had a casual stroll in the sunshine. But then, she is sunshine in human form. She sniffs and a soft smile curls her pink, swollen lips.

"No more wasted time," I agree, tugging gently on her neck and pulling her to me for a kiss.

"Ohhhh," she curls her arm around my shoulders and pulls herself closer to me as she licks her way across my lips and flickers her tongue into my mouth. "Oh my. Can I just say... that was...." She shakes her head and then rolls her shoulders. "I think you left me speechless."

"Well, there's one for the books," I tease her. "Marlena Evans, lost for words."

"Honestly, honey," she draws her fingers down over my chest, her fingernails dragging light score marks through the soft curls of hair. "I don't think.... I think that might be the best orgasm you've ever given me."

"I've ever given you?" I ask her, raising one eyebrow as I palm her breast, feeling the warm, heavy weight in my hand before I run my finger over her nipple, using my fingertip to tease it back to life.