~*~ Rekindling Passions ~*~
With ‘Vegas’ tucked in for the night, it was time for AJ to focus on Andi. He moved his pillow so that he could sit behind her, wrapping his legs and arms around her and pulling her against his chest. He reached for a piece of kiwi and held it for Andi to take a bite.
"Sweet."
As Andi took her bite, AJ ran his tongue from her ear to the base of her neck. "Very."
"You…aren’t…tasting…the fruit," stammered Andi.
"Yeah, I am…MY fruit," rasped AJ against her skin.
Shivers skittered through her body and she became very aware of every inch of his body that was touching her. She closed her eyes as he nibbled his way up her neck. She had missed this, the feel of his lips on her skin.
"Alex," she whispered.
"Yeah, baby."
"Make love to me."
"In time, baby," responded AJ as he ran his fingers over her arms. "I’m gonna make love to you, over and over, until the sun comes up and you’re hoarse from screaming my name. Then we’re gonna take a nap and start all over again. If you aren’t pregnant now, you will be after tonight."
Andi giggled, "Alex, you’re bad!"
"Uh huh," he breathed not moving away from her.
AJ continued to feed Andi the fruit as he worked his magic on her neck and shoulders never once allowing his hands or his mouth to leave them. He would place pieces of the fruit on her skin and eat it from there sucking the juice off and leaving a red mark where the fruit had been.
With the fruit gone, it was time for the second course. While they waited, Andi asked, "Why did you name the puppy ‘Vegas’?"
AJ laughed, "Because it fits. Where else but in Vegas can the odds be stacked against someone and they STILL come out smelling like a rose?"
"True."
"And I hit the jackpot when I found you, baby."
Andi tucked her head, "Me too, Alex."
Kaylanie brought out the next course. "An island Crab Salad."
"Oh wow! This looks absolutely delicious," raved Andi. "I can’t wait to see what the main course is."
"Nothing HALF as delicious as what’s before me now," growled AJ as he moved his hands to her sides, his fingers tracing her ribs.
"Aren’t you gonna eat?" Andi had to concentrate on her words because his touch had her completely off balance.
"Mmmm, I’m having my dinner right now." AJ’s voice was thick with lust as he found the spot on her neck that drove her crazy. Sucking hungrily, his fingers danced over her skin like flames dancing in a fire.
His touch was hot and consuming, leaving Andi feeling like an inferno was engulfing her. There was no way she’d make it through dinner if he continued this way.
"Let me feed you some," said Andi as she held a fork full of the salad for him.
AJ took it but his hands stayed busy. He was roaming her stomach, drawing designs on her skin, teasing her belly button. Not once did he attempt to touch the areas that burned hottest for his touch but he was well aware of what he was doing to her.
"You need to eat something…so you have the strength to get through the night," urged Andi.
It wasn’t that she wanted him to stop. What she wanted more than anything was to be able to touch him too but he held her so that she couldn’t touch him. She could only feel his body pressed against hers, the heat warming her all the way to her soul.
"I’m gonna eat, baby. Don’t worry about me having the strength to make love to you."
Dinner continued much the same way. Andi would eat her meal and feed AJ as he continued to love her body. Not once did he his fingers or his lips leave the skin that was exposed. Not once did he make an attempt to remove her bathing suit. It was sweet torture and Andi resigned herself to having to wait for him to make love to her.
As the plates were cleared away from the main course, AJ moved and had Andi turn to face him, her legs across his and wrapped loosely around his waist. Taking her hands in his, he gazed into her eyes as he tried to gather his thoughts.
Andi smiled softly, "You know, your eyes tell your story. I don’t think I’ve seen you look so serious before, Alex."
"Andrea, there’s so much I want to tell you, so much I need to tell you but I don’t know where or how to start."
"Pick a place," she instructed as she watched him fingering her rings nervously.
AJ looked down at her hands, as he started, "I’ve never been one to do things the ‘normal’ way. Hell, look at us."
"I love us, Alex…normal or not."
"I do too. That’s what I’m trying to tell you. I love us but I’m scared."
A new side of AJ was emerging, the one Howie had warned her about, his insecurities. Oh, she’s seen it some when they were trying to figure out how to get around Seth but that was to be expected. Now he had no reason to be insecure. They were married and things were perfect.
"What are you sacred of? The hard part is over. You proved Seth wasn’t on the level with Grandfather and we’re together."
"Yeah, but now reality is here. We’re together, you getting to know the real me
and I’m scared you aren’t gonna love me. Andi, for as long as I can remember,
there’s been a hole in my heart, an empty feeling that I never thought I’d
fill…until you. I can’t lose you, Andi."
AJ’s voice was raw with emotions and his eyes glistened melting Andi. Whispering as she caressed his cheek, "I promise, baby, I’m here…for life…until my dying breath. I’ve seen the real man, Alex, and that’s who I love…not Johnny No Name or AJ of the Backstreet Boys. I love Alexander James McLean…the man who fought for us, for this."
"Go back with me to Sweden."
"I can’t, Alex. I have to finish college. Next semester I do my clinicals and I have to take state boards."
"Put it off. I need you with me. I can’t be away from you so soon."
"I guess I could but.."
"Then do it. Andi, we just got married. Everyone will understand and you don’t have to work. I can support us both."
He was like a little boy begging for a new toy and she couldn’t say ‘no’. "Okay, I’ll go."
"YESSSSSSSSSS!" cried AJ triumphantly and he leaned to kiss her as Kaylanie brought their dessert. Looking at the hostess, AJ said, "That’s all for tonight. You and the others can come back tomorrow and take care of the rest."
"Certainly, Mr. McLean."
"And on your way out, kill the house lights. The torches will be more than enough," smirked AJ as he looked at Andi.
Kaylanie disappeared into the kitchen turning out the lights as she went and leaving the couple alone. Andi reached for her dessert but was stopped by AJ. He took the dish from her, dipped his fingers into the pudding, and fed it to her as he placed his other hand on her inner thigh, his fingers touching the edge of her bathing suit.
Andi licked every bit of the pudding off his fingers.
AJ smirked, "Like?"
"Uh huh."
There was a trace of pudding on the corner of Andi’s mouth so AJ licked it off as his fingers traced the outer edge of her bathing suit. "Umm, really tasty."
Reaching for his dish, Andi dipped in like he had with her fingers and started to feed it to him but had a change of mind as an idea hit her. Instead of feeding it to him, she reached behind her with her other hand and took her bathing suit off, then spread the smooth pudding over her breasts.
AJ’s eyes were wide as he said, "I like the way you think."
"Taste it, baby," she said coyly as she lay back.
AJ felt himself harden even more than he already was but he still moved to cover her body with his and bent to taste the sweet treat. With the tip of his tongue, he traced a thin pattern around her nipples making a boundary that he was NOT going to cross. He’d vowed to himself to make this a night she wouldn’t forget and that he’d take his time in making love to her but she was testing his limits. Cleaning every bit of the pudding from the boundaries he’d set for himself, he sat up and handed her a napkin.
"Here, get the rest off with this."
Andi groaned, "You’re mean!"
AJ gave her an evil grin. "Anticipation makes it so much better."
"Uh huh, I’ve had two weeks of ‘anticipation’," complained Andi as she sat up and wiped the remaining pudding off.
Handing her her top, AJ smirked, "A little longer won’t kill you, beautiful."
"Can I at least touch you?" pleaded Andi as she hooked her top.
"Nope. Now finish your dessert, wench."
Andi looked hopelessly at AJ wanting to touch him, to set him on fire the way he had her. His smirk and the look in his eyes were enough to get her going but the way he had touched her all night long was driving her crazy. How much more could she take of this? For that matter, how much more of this could HE take? She knew he was hard but not once had he allowed her to soothe his need.
