A Beautiful Instrument

26: This Feels Momentous

It's been a long day and Jeremy is opening up to me, but I feel like I'm not following completely. I stare into his face, searching for some sign of clarity. "Jeremy, what are you saying?"

"I'm saying if you were any other colleague I wouldn't be feeling like this. Between last night and today, I confirmed what I believe has been going on between us. I love you, Leigh." His eyes lock onto mine and I'm overwhelmed by the depth of emotion I see in them. He hurries on. "You don't have to say anything back, but I want to reassure you that my behavior today was not indicative of my feelings for you, but instead a display of my frustration at not being able to do more for you given how damn much I care about you."

I shake my head. "You're talking in riddles."

I know he's trying to explain, but right now I don't need any explanation. I just need him. In a very unladylike fashion due to the length of my dress, I straddle his lap. He tries to keep talking, but I catch his lips with mine. The kiss is slow and sweet. "Enough talking for tonight. Show me. Make love to me."

Jeremy stares into my eyes for a moment and must see what he needs there. He slides one hand behind my neck, while the other traces my jawline. As his hand slips down my neck to the low neckline of my dress, he leans into me. Slowly, our lips come together, exploring, wanting, needing to be connected.

Eventually he moves his lips down to my neck. My hands begin undoing the buttons on his shirt as I create just enough space between us to successfully get his shirt off. I sit upright so I can push his shirt down his arms.

As soon as he's free of his shirt, he reaches behind me and starts sliding the zipper of my dress down, his fingers sliding inside to trail lightly down my spine. I stand and the dress drops in a puddle at my feet. Jeremy sits forward on the couch, pressing his lips to my belly as his hands roam my back and ass.

"Let's take this into the bedroom." Jeremy stands and lifts me into his arms. My arms loop around his neck, my mouth seeking out his. Once in the bedroom he lays me down on the comforter and just admires me from above. "You're so perfect."

He leans down, bestowing kisses across my body. I reach behind me to unclasp my bra and he doesn't hesitate in tossing it aside and lavishing my breasts with his tongue and mouth. He sucks a nipple into his mouth, teasing with his teeth and then soothing with his tongue.

He starts to kiss down my belly to my panties. I put my hands over his on either side of my body and crunch forward. He pauses, looking up at me. "I need to feel all of you right now, Jeremy. I love what you do with your tongue, but it's not enough for me right now."

He grins, kneeling back off the bed and slowly undoing his belt and trousers. He maintains eye contact with me. I wiggle out of my panties and place one hand between my legs. I moan as I brush against my clit. I'm ready for him.

And he's ready for me. As he lowers his pants and boxer briefs, his hard-on springs loose. I spread my legs for him, still playing with myself as he climbs into bed between my legs. He positions himself against my opening and brings his chest against mine.

We're both breathing heavy with anticipation as he starts to sink between my folds. Grasping my thigh, he holds my leg as he thrusts fully into me. "Oh, Leigh. You're so wet."

"Jeremy." I gasp.

He murmurs. "I love hearing my name coming from your lips."

He starts to slide in and out slowly, taking his time so we can both appreciate the intensity of this moment. I feel him throbbing inside me, I feel his muscles as he moves, my breath falls in rhythm with his. We're moving and breathing as one.