All My Life

Chapter 22

Before either of them knew what was happening Meryl was in her husband's arms, with her legs wrapped around his waist, their lips fused together, as he carried her to the nearest wall; bumping into things along the way. Meryl was already moving against him frantically. Both of them moaning at the friction they were creating. As soon as Don had Meryl anchored against a wall he ran his lips, hungrily, down her neck. "God, I need you so badly."

"Don." Meryl moaned as she could feel his heat through his jeans; and she was certain he could feel hers. "Fuck me, baby; fuck me hard."

Don's hands went to the bottom of her shirt to lift it up her body; but he couldn't seem to move his body far enough away from hers to get the shirt up and off her body. It was like his body HAD to be attached to hers. They were joined together by a magnetic force that couldn't be disrupted. He couldn't wait anymore, he put both hands at the neck of her shirt as it ripped open and he was able to run his tongue and lips hungrily down her chest. Meryl became even more wet for her husband, if that was possible, at the fact that he needed her so badly he had to rip her shirt in two because he couldn't wait to get it off her body. "Finally; god, you taste so fucking good."

"Baby, can't wait." Meryl moaned as her hands shakily went down to his pants and began to unbutton them. "Take me here and now."

Just as Don began to unbutton her jeans he looked down and saw her scars, and the stitches that were starting to dissolve, and he was reminded of everything her body gone through-for him, for their family. Don immediately cooled things down as he put a soft kiss on her lips; there hadn't been anything soft and tender about their movements until now. Their movements had been all about lust and need and want; it could have easily been called primal mating until now. Don set her down on the floor. "I'm sorry."

"What?" Meryl looked at him with wide eyes; having no idea what had happened. He had wanted her all day; hell for over 6 months. They had both been waiting for this moment; and now he was stopping them. "What happened? I thought you wanted me as much as I want you."

Don cupped her cheek in his hand as he ground his lips against hers so hard, nipping at her lip, that he drew blood. He swiped his tongue across her lips and could taste the blood. "I want you more than you can ever possibly know; but not like this."

"You wanted to wait until we were in Maine." Meryl still wasn't understanding as her chest heaved up and down in want; standing there in her ripped shirt. "We're in Maine."

Don looked deep in her eyes as his lips trailed to her ear and he whispered in it. "I want to make love to every inch of you. I need to kiss every inch of you. I want us to come together again and again and again until we can't take it anymore. I want to show you how damn much I love and crave you. Not fuck you against the wall."

"We can do slow later." Meryl pulled him back to her. "I need you now, baby; it's been 6 long torturous months."

Don nodded as he placed soft kisses all over his face. "The longest we have ever gone without making love; and I need to make sure your body is ready for me."

"My body has been ready for you since June." Meryl sighed as she rolled his shirt up his back, torso and over his body throwing it to the floor beside them. She then took his hand and shoved it in the opening of her jeans over the panel of lace between her legs. She heard him groan as he obviously felt the wetness soak through her panties. "Just fuck me, baby."

Don shook his head; as damn hard as it was for him, he was determined to make it perfect. "It is never about fucking, baby; I have a plan and I'm not going to let my overpowering need for you fuck up that plan. Now, why don't you go check on the babies and I'll make everything perfect."