Chapter 13

“Is it ... ah ... what’s ‘it’?”

Now Rob was puzzled. Then it struck him. She’s referring to some small-town code of honor.

“I don’t understand. People have seen us together. You know that. And quite honestly, if anyone has a problem with me being with you, they can kiss my law enforcement officer ass.”

He continued.

“Do you mean, why haven’t I invited you to stay overnight? If that’s it, I told you, I wanted to go slow, to make sure you know I respect you. It’s not that I’m not interested. Christ, you’re so damn sexy I just wanna...” he stopped there, but in his mind, he continued “... dive right in and find my dessert.”

He heard her laugh and felt good about that.

“Staying the night is part of it I guess. I have thought about falling asleep with your arms around me many times.”

Whoa, he thought, now that took me by surprise. And then Rob had the thought of her thinking about him, in bed, with the purple toy.

“Robbie, I want you. I thought that was obvious. I don’t mind waiting, but I want to know if that is where things are heading. I’m wondering why you haven’t tried to...” Her embarrassment surprised her.

“Why we have never slept together.”

He thought for a moment. My words aren’t exactly cutting it. Well, I wasn’t planning on doing this so soon, but, maybe this will help. He held his hand out to her, beckoning her to stand up.

“Come here, please, come with me.”

She did, and he led her into the living room and then had her sit on the sofa. She didn’t look happy again.

“Be right back.” He wanted to tell her that he needed more practice, that he’d played guitar years ago, and just recently started picking it up again.

When he returned, she appeared to be close to tears, like she was going to bolt.

“Please ... I have to get this out ... I know it is early, probably too early, but I’m going to say it anyway...” Rob started to play the guitar and sing.

I’ll be your dream, I’ll be your wish, I’ll be your fantasy. I’ll be your hope, I’ll be your love, be everything that you need. I love you more with every breath, truly madly deeply do. I will be strong, I will be faithful ‘cause I’m counting on a new beginning. A reason for living. A deeper meaning.

I want to stand with you on a mountain. I want to bathe with you in the sea. I want to lay with you forever. Until old age comes down to get me.

He stopped. He knew it wasn’t his best performance as he’d hit a few bad keys, but still, it had come from his heart. Surely she could see that, he thought.

“I think I’m falling in love with you.” It sounded sweet coming from her lips.

Rob just stared, watching her take a deep breath.

“Like my hero Julia Roberts might say ... I’m just a porn star, standing in front of the sheriff, asking to be loved.”

Rob laughed. He knew it wasn’t the moment for laughter, but what she said was hilarious.

“I’m not laughing...” he wanted to say “at you” but didn’t get those words out as his laughter increased in intensity. He saw her cringe a bit and so he curbed his enthusiasm.

“I do love you, Carrie. And, I do want to make love to you. Please stay the night?”

Carrie stood and moved into his arms. With the guitar partially in the way, it made it a little bit problematic, so Rob swung it out of the way. He felt her move in close and hold him tight. He knew he was hard, and wondered if she felt it.

“No reason to say please, I thought you might never ask.”

Rob leaned in and passionately kissed Carrie. His tongue danced with hers, and he lightly bit her lip, his arms encircling her and lifting her completely off the floor.

He felt Carrie put her hand behind his head. He could tell she was warming up, her kisses becoming more fiery. He felt her wrap her legs around him, and he was now sure that she could feel his cock. He couldn’t wait to be inside her.

Carrie bit his neck then played with his ear with her tongue and teeth and finally her breath.

“I have wanted this for so long.” She tickled his ear with her tongue. “Take me to bed and make love to me Robbie.”