Chapter 35

Chapter 35

Harley was in a deep sleep when she felt a fluttering on the tip of her nose. Not opening her eyes, she

stretched herself awake. Thought's of last nights sexcapades dancing in her head. "Mmm" escaped

 her lips as she reached out to touch him. Only then did she open her eyes. He wasn't there. Wincing,

 as the sunlight through the balcony sliding door had blinded her. Bringing her arm back to her side,

 Harley felt something strange under her hand. She grabbed a handful and held it up.

 "What has he done?" she said out loud, sitting up.

 Richie had placed red, pink, and white rose pedals all around her on the bed. They were Harley's favorite flower. Cuping her hands together, she pulled a bunch up to her nose and inhaled deeply. Wanting to greet him with a morning kiss, she eagerly climbed out of bed, to notice a trail of roses leading to the bathroom. Pulling on a robe, a robe he left out for her. His, she assumed. Following the pedal's down the hallway, leading to the bathroom, she stopped to look in the mirrors that lined the walls of the closet doors. Seeing herself, she cringed at how her hair was such a mess. Richie certainly worked her over. Reaching the bathroom door, she began to open the door, when she heard some soft music. Roberta Flack's "The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face" played. The door fully opened and there he was, sitting in a hot bubble bath with rose pedal's in the tub and candles lit up everywhere. Two champagne glasses of orange juice and two cups for coffee and a bowl of fresh fruit. Harley's eyebrow's shot up,

"Well! Aren't you a hard core romantic?"she asked rhetorically.

"It's all for you, darlin'." he said. Harley reached for her toothbrush and held it up,

"Fresh breath!" she said, letting him know he wouldn't get anywhere near her until she brushed.

 Feeling slightly embarassed that he was watching her every move while brushing, she held her hand

 up to hide her face. Richie was anxious for her to get into the tub. It seemed like she was taking

 forever,

 "For fuck's sake, baby! Your teeth are clean! Will you get in here, please?" he practically

begged. Wiping her mouth with the towel,

"Impatient are we?" she asked, teasingly. Harley walked over to the tub and began to undo her robe, when he sat up,

 "No, let me." he said, grabbing the strap and pulling. Harley reached up and touched his face, running her thumb over his boyish dimple. 'damn, he's gorgeous!' she thought to herself. After the robe hit the floor, Richie held out a hand, to her in the tub. He sat all the way back, opening his legs for Harley to sit in the middle. Harleywent downon her knee's, putting her hands on his chest and leaned into him, softly and

 slowly, kissing his lips.

"Good morning, Mr. Sambora." she whispered, hovering over him.

 Richie reached up and pulled her hair away from her face.

 "Good morning." he said softly, as he wrapped his hand around the back of her head, pulling her down for another kiss.

 Richie's lips parted as his tongue entered her mouth, causing a moan to leave Harley's chest. Every thought Harley had in her head had left. It was only the two of them in this world, at this moment. Their tongue's danced in a slow tango, while their breathing increased and became unsteady. Harley's body lowered onto him, feeling his excitement in the water, pressed against her. She wrapped her arms around his strong shoulder's and ran her body up and down his. Richie's hands were caressing her back and sliding down to her wet ass. Harley broke the kiss, breathlessly,

"You want me here?" she asked, looking into his beautiful brown eyes.

 Her cheeks flushed, she bit her lower lip, sending Richie into a tailspin of desire.

 Grabbing her ass tight, while never breaking their stare, he glided her up his body, to bring her down

 onto him. Harley gasped,

"I'll take that as a yes!" she said. Richie grinned,

"Smart girl." he said.

Their lips barely coming together, but their tongue's continue to dance, circling each other's. Harley nuzzled

 her face into his neck, as he thrust his hips upwards into her. Filling Harley with his massive hardness

 with each thrust. Forgetting herself and her surroundings, Harley bit Richie's neck hard. Water began

 to splash out of the tub onto the floor, as Harley matched his every push. Intensity built inside her as

 the pleasure swelled inside her. Each push rubbed against her clit. Richie's breathing and moan's were

 loud, "Cum for me, baby!" he whispered into her ear. His words were all she needed to explode with

 a furry around him. Harley's walls spasmed around Richie and it was more than he could handle. His

 body stiffened, his head went back, and he let out a bear like groan, as he came inside her. Kissing his

 face as he came. When Richie's breathing started to calm, he kissed her lips passionately. He couldn't

 believe this woman was there, with him, and that he felt so much for her, so quickly. Holding each

 other in the embrace,

 "Oh God, what are you doing to me?" she asked. Richie tucked her hair behind her ear and simply said,

"The same thing your doing to me."

Harley turned around and sat with her back against his and giggled at how empty the tub was.

 "We have a little mess to clean up" she said, looking over onto the floor.

"Yeah, but it was worth it!" he said. Harley handed him an orange juice as she grabbed hers.

 "That it was!" she said, clinking her glass against his.

 Harley sat back against him, closing her eyes. She knew she had things to talk to

him about, but right now she just didn't want to do it. It was like she was living in a fantasy with this

 beautiful man. Bringing reality into the mix scared her. There would be time for that later in the day.