THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HEAVEN
Chapter Three

When they got there, Rose asked Jack which bed he wanted to sleep in. He said, "Any one will do just fine." He picked Cal's bed; Rose went in her room and closed the door. She started to undress, and put on her nightdress, the one she thought Jack would have bought her. On the label it said "Beloved Rose," so it must have been him who brought her it. She thought about Jack. She had missed him for a long time, and didn't want to waste one second without him. So she opened her door.

"Jack, are you asleep? Jack?" she said.

He responded, "No, Rose I'm awake." She started to explain how she felt, and finally asked if he would come to bed with her.

He said, "Okay." Jack had had his shirt off, still wearing his pants. He had wondered why Rose had opened the door. He had been thinking about her, and he was damned if he remembered anything. He followed Rose. He asked which side she wanted. She said it didn't matter, so he took the left side.

Rose slipped into her side. Jack had undone his zipper and was taking off his pants. Rose heard and didn't say a word. He said, "I hope you don't mind if I sleep in my undergarments."

She said, "No. I don't mind, Jack." It was Jack who asked if she was all right. She said, "Yeah, Jack." They started to talk. The lights were off. Jack told her how he had waited for her on the stairs. He just had a feeling she would be there. She looked into what she thought was Jack's eyes. She asked Jack to touch her.

He kissed her with a sweetness she would never forget. She remembered his hands as he touched her body. She wanted to have all of him tonight. Rose's passion was over the charts.

Jack had heard her say "I love you, Jack" over and over as he kissed her. Jack lifted her nightdress over her head to see all of her, as he remembered touching the firm peaks of her breasts. She was so well put together he called her his goddess.

When he joined his body with hers, he asked if she was all right. She said yes. He kept them at a slow pace. Rose, on the other hand, wanted him to go faster. He complied.

His breath was more ragged than hers was. He possessed her as she reached the heights of her climax. Jack had breathed so hard she thought he might need a doctor. He said, "No. I'll be all right. Just give me a moment."

Rose laid his head on her chest as she kissed his head. Suddenly, Rose felt so tired.

She fell asleep in Jack's arms. When she awoke, Jack wasn't in the bed. She heard noises. She thought, 'Oh, great. It was just a dream,' and thought she had to face Cal--that hideous man--but no, it was Jack. He had ordered room service. He picked what he knew she liked. Everything was so perfect. But how did Jack know what she liked? She didn't ask him that question; she just ate the food on the platter she had served herself. The food was so good it was as if she had been starving, but for what she did not know. It had been the second day on the ship, and already she felt like she was in Heaven, being pampered by Jack. She knew he would do anything for her.

Chapter Four
Stories