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Chapter 6 - The Ways Of A Woman In Love

Rose looked at Bill, she couldn't quite believe what he had just said to her.

"What did you just say to me, Bill?" Asked Rose stunned.

"I said, I love you, Rose." Replied Bill firmly.

Rose's face lit up with a beaming smile, she turned over and lay on her back and laughed.

"What's so amusing?" Asked Bill confused.

"I was just thinking last time we shared an embrace like this was in my father's barn". Replied Rose with a smirk.

"I remember that now, the only thing more uncomfortable than some of those bales of hay was being discovered." Bill reminisced.

"Did it make you feel uncomfortable Bill?" Rose giggled coyly.

"No. But it was normally uncomfortable for the person that discovered us." Quipped Bill.

"Oh my God, remember that elderly ranch hand? He could never look us in the eye after catching us naked." Rose laughed, her cheeks blushing at the memory.

"Eduardo? I'll never forget when we were just walking side by side and he dropped those pails of milk." Bill snorted in reply.

With that, the two looked at each other and broke out in laughter, the memories of yesteryear and reminiscing had brought them joy and happiness.

"Bill, I'm thirsty. I need another drink." Said Rose.

With that Bill stood up, he did so with such speed and cat-like reflexes that Rose blinked in disbelief. As Bill poured the tequila into the two glasses Rose again studied Bill's figure with delight, she couldn't remember ever seeing a more awe-inspiring sight. Bill walked back with the glasses of tequila in hand, and Rose sat up on the edge of the bed. As Bill approached, Rose placed her hands on his hips and slowly kissed his stomach.

"Quit clutchin' on me, otherwise you'll lose your drink," said Bill with a knowing look.

Rose didn't reply. Instead, she took one of the glasses from Bill and without breaking eye contact with him she downed the contents of the glass in one. Bill replied in kind, as he did Rose bit down on her lip slowly and seductively and returned to her previous position lying on the bed.

She was joined again by Bill, who scoped her into a tight embrace. As Rose lay in his arms, he lovingly stroked her hair then ran his hand down to her face.

"Bill, I think you're the only man who has ever loved me." Rose sighed solemnly.

Bill looked down to Rose and smiled, he realised what her words meant. She was a whore but the men that she satisfied could never satisfy her, they could never make her feel what he could.

"Bill," said Rose with seriousness to her voice.

"Yes, darlin'" replied Bill with a raised eyebrow.

"Love me?" Rose said.

It wasn't her questioning him. She was asking him to act, she was overcome by the sudden realisation of how much she loved him and also the need to be properly satisfied. Before she could give Bill time to answer she straddled him in one swift movement, as she did Bill placed his hands on her waist. The feel of his hands on her skin caused her hips to twitch and she gave a slight gasp. His hands were warm and rough but at the same time, there was a gentleness to them.

As Bill looked up at Rose his eyes widened in delight, he raised his hand and cupped Rose's breast and ran his thumb over her hardened nipple. Rose threw her head back, as she did her mane of long red curls looked like flames in the sunlight, with that Bill couldn't help himself.

He sat up and in one fluid movement flipped Rose onto her back with a thrust of his hips, Rose gasped in surprise at his speed and strength. Before Rose could regain focus she was overwhelmed by Bill. He was satisfying her urges in a way she was not accustomed to.

Rose's body and groin responded to the touch of Bill's mouth, she couldn't remember the last time a man had paid attention to her needs and she didn't want it to end. As Rose moaned with pleasure Bill grabbed her thighs and tightened the embrace, Rose had to stifle her screams. This only spurred Bill to satisfy Rose in a more ravenous manner. She couldn't fight it anymore, Rose stopped fighting her body and let the sensation take over.

As she did her body tensed up and her lower back arched at Bill's touch. She felt an explosion in her like never before, as she climaxed she grabbed Bill's head in delight. She released her hold on Bill as her body relaxed, even laying down her knees felt weak and she felt a satisfying ache in her groin.

She looked up at Bill, who was now on his knees and she knew what he was thinking. She couldn't wait to attend to his needs. As she looked at his size she couldn't recall it being quite that big, she hoped that her body wouldn't fail her.

Bill edged towards her, his hands skillfully travelled up her torso, gently kissing her soft skin as he did. His eyes met hers, he paused for a moment, both of them breathing heavily, then slowly and gently entered her with a controlled thrust.

He could feel Rose's body respond to his, their bodies fit together like the missing parts of a jigsaw. He had missed the way she felt so perfect, spread wanton beneath him. He started off with a slow and steady momentum, letting her body become accustomed to his size and authority. As Rose succumbed to Bill, she ran her hands up his back. Her body responded in pleasure, as he drove into her, her nails dug into his back and she muffled her moans in the crook of his neck.

Reading her mind, Bill grabbed Rose and rolled over so that she was now on top. Rose was so used to being submissive but now she was in control, on her terms. Bill was at her mercy. She worked her hips, rocking back and forth in a position that delighted them both. She looked down on him, enjoying the look on his face. It was a look of pure ecstasy.

Their two bodies were entwined, each touch seemed to ignite sparks between them. Rose could sense that Bill was close to climax. She started to slow the pace of her hips, rotating them languidly. She wanted to prolong the experience as long as possible, she needed them to climax together, as one.

Bill placed one hand on Rose's lower back and with the other, he roughly grabbed her ass. Rose placed her hands on Bill's chest and gripped as hard as she could, the feeling of the muscles underneath his skin and coarse hair was enough to drive her wild.

She began to work her hips harder, she built momentum and her breath became heavy and lustful, Bill growled in response, his virility overwhelming all her senses. As the two lovers locked eyes, the moment finally arrived. As they climaxed together in a symphony of erotic cries and groans, their grips tightened and they embraced with a passionate kiss.

Rose collapsed on Bill, and he held her tight to his chest. They laid there for what seemed like an eternity, reunited and spent. There was something comforting in their silence, they looked at each other with pure love and devotion.

"Thank God you're the only man I have to attend to until tomorrow," said Rose still trying to catch her breath.

"You out of practice?" Bill said in jest.

"In my defence, the clients are nearly always drunk so it doesn't take much..." Rose replied with a smirk.

With that Bill grabbed the bottle of tequila and poured a drink for the two of them, they each took a sip then embraced in each other's arms.

"What do you want to do now?" Asked Rose, who had finally caught her breath.

"Absolutely nothing, I want to lay here with you. I want you to rest and not have to give yourself to another man" replied Bill looking lovingly at Rose.

"I don't want to ever have to give myself to another man, I just want you," Rose sighed sadly, burying her head in his chest. Bill didn't reply to Rose, at least not in words, he kissed her on her forehead. He never wanted this moment to end.

Authors Note
Oh la la, the old lovers have reignited their flame. Where do they go from here? What next? I hope you enjoyed the chapter.