Brokenness Aside

Red Roses for a Blue Lady

So I had a long relaxing bath, incense, candles, and a book. It was perfect. I glanced at the clock and realized I had been sitting in there longer than I expected. I quickly got out and dried my hair and body. I did my make up and I fluffed my hair as I blow dried it. I didn't want to look sloppy. Do I really care what Lindsey thinks? I've known him forever. Well, yes, yes I do. I was searching my closet for the perfect outfit. I mean, he was coming to see me after he just got out of a relationship with a girl young enough to be his daughter. I have to step up my game. I put on a dark blue dress that fit in all the right places, hugging my curves and making the very most of what I've got to offer. I checked myself over in the mirror and felt proud. I dabbed on some black gardenia perfume oil. I want to satisfy all of his sense tonight. Wait--what am I even talking about here? Maybe I should play it cool. Let him come to me. But, God I do love this man and I cannot wait to have him back in my arms where he belongs. Glancing at the clock again I pulled on my signature platform boots made of the softest suede and put on a necklace he had given me years and years ago. The door bell rang and I nearly jumped out of my skin. I descended the stairs and answered the door. There he was. My eyes ran up and down his body- damn, he looked good!  He wore his usual dark blue jeans and button down shirt with a leather jacket and he had a huge bouquet of blood red roses in his hand.
"Hey" I said, my voice soft and low.
"Hey" He touched the back of his neck and looked down and his gorgeous Italian leather boots and I swear I died! He looked up at me finally and I gave him a peck on the cheek that I don't think he really expected, or maybe he did. Or maybe he expected a kiss on the lips? I don't know, but I just couldn't go there yet. Not yet. I stand aside and let him come through the door. He looks around a little as he hadn't been here in quite some time.
"You redecorated! This place is so you, it's beautiful."
"Thank you. I didn't think you liked my taste"
"If it involves you, it has to be good" He was doing  that thing with his eyes that drove me crazy and he was beginning to flirt wildly. I flushed a rosy hue and he look my hand. "Do you have a vase?"
"I do. Hand them here and I'll take care of them" I press the bouquet to my face and inhale the scent deeply, closing my eyes. "Thank you so much for this incredible gift. They're absolutely gorgeous"
"You're welcome, my love"
I opened my eyes and flashed a glance in his direction and it was his turn to blush. He stood there awkwardly. "Oh, where are my manners! Make yourself at home. Would you like a glass of wine, water...a beer?"
"You have beer? In your fridge?" He asked and I nodded. "Well, sure. I'll take a beer then" I poured myself a glass of white wine I had been chilling and brought him a beer. I knew it was his favorite and he looked impressed that I remembered. He cracked it open and I just stared at him, admittedly maybe a little too hard and definitely for a little too long.
"We should talk" I say, breaking out of my trance.
"We should" He pulled a coaster toward him and sat his beer down, looking up at me for approval. He knew how much I hated how he used to leave glass rings all over the coffee table in our first apartment. We surely didn't have much in those days but I wanted to keep what we had nice. "Well, uh..."
"I'll start" I say. "It's been a long time and I'm so happy you're here, even if the circumstances aren't....ideal."
"Aren't they though? I mean, I'm a free man. I can have you all to myself now" He scooted closer to me on the sofa when I sat down and I put a little distance between us, even though I didn't truly want to.
"Not so fast" I said and held out my free hand. I sat my glass of wine down and crossed my legs. He looked shocked. "We can't just go back to how we used to be all those years ago. Things are different now and I think that I deserve some time to process everything. Romance me a little, wine and dine me. Treat me like a lady. I don't want to be some kind of consolation prize, honey"
"God, Steph! You'd never be a consolation prize. I mean, you're the prize! First place, blue ribbon, the most coveted prize." Okay, so maybe he was getting to me. I pushed myself into the side of body and the couch and looked up at him as he spoke. He looked down at me, or rather past me and into my cleavage and honestly I didn't mind a bit. "I guess I should tell you more about what was going on. Things haven't been good for a couple of years actually" I nodded so he would continue. "I felt like we were growing apart. I started realizing little things she did behind my back, without my knowledge. She would undermine me with the kids and spend money wildly...just because we have it doesn't mean I don't want to be informed when she buys big things. She bought a couple properties without my knowledge." My jaw dropped. The nerve! I felt my first clench. "She uh, she was stealing kisses from this guy she met at Stella's school...God knows what else! She's been so secretive..."
"Oh Lindsey!" I placed my hand on his chest and I listened to him talk a little longer before we decided to make dinner together. Maybe it was best we stay in tonight, even though he had offered the take me out at some point during our talk. Dinner was eaten in comfortable silence as my feet played in his lap when I had taken my boots off. I could see the desire in his eyes and I could feel it building in his jeans. When we had finished I took him upstairs. We sat in silence for  a second on my bed. He caressed my hips, his hands finally landing on my waist and he leaned in for a soft kiss. He closed his eyes and I splayed my fingers through his beautiful short curls, deepening he kiss. I could feel my center pulsating ever so slightly and I started to unbutton his shirt. He undid my dress and unclasped my bra beneath. I stood up, still kissing him hungrily as I let my dress fall to the floor and I kicked it aside. He pulled his shirt off and was unbuckling his belt, fumbling with it a little. We both wanted this so badly and it had been such a long time for me. He pushed me onto the bed and entered me swiftly. I moaned into his mouth as his took my breasts in his hands, giving them a squeeze and then sliding his down the front of my body. He thrust with such urgency that it sent electricity down my spine. My eyes flew open and the eye contact encouraged him to stroke my sensitive swollen bud with such ferocity I thought I would explode. I didn't want this to end so quickly so I pushed his hand away. He tangled his hand in my hair then pulled back into a push up position over me to gain some leverage and sat up to pull up my legs up to his shoulders. He grunted and moaned and began to kiss, lick and suck my calf and ankles that were now by his face. The pleasure was exciting and so different that what we had done before.
"I missed you...so much" I moaned and gasped as he released my legs. I promptly wrapped them around his waist and he thrusted harder a few more times until we came together. He stayed inside me as we rode the waves of passion and ecstasy. I didn't want him to go but he slipped out and we both exhaled with a smile on our faces. My cheeks her flushed and he leaned down to kiss him neck and chest. He inhaled my scent and I knew that effort in my perfuming had done me good.
"You're intoxicating, baby. That was--"
"Incredible" I finished his sentence for him and he nodded.
"I love you" he said "I'm in love with you. I didn't have that with Kri-"
"Shh, honey, don't say her name. Not after what we just had. Don't ruin a beautiful night"
"I'm sorry." He looked away from me and I moved his face toward mine to kiss his lips. "I didn't mean to"
I covered his mouth. "Say no more, my darling. You have all night to make it up to me" I winked at him and instantly he was ready to go again. I guess I won't be getting much sleep tonight after all.

A/N: thank you for voting on my first part. I decided to put up another part tonight. I apologize if there's are any spelling or grammatical mistakes. I kind of just go with the flow of my writing and forget to proofread! Oops!