With Eric Clapton's Wonderful Tonight playing unobtrusively in the background, Ken and Madeline at last discovered the
indescribable joy of becoming one in every sense of the word. Infused
with a timeless energy borne of genuine love and affection at the deepest
level, it was as if neither one of them had aged-though both had
certainly matured since their star-crossed meeting at the Key Largo club
sixteen years prior.
And when the precise moment for their union arrived-sometime
after Ken had accomplished what no other man had, exhilarating them
both-he paused first to look deeply into her amber eyes. Carefully
adjusting his weight as he lay on top of her, he placed his hands on either
side of her face; flush with color now from the excitement of what had
just transpired. She felt as if she'd been lifted to the heavens, still floating
around on a cloud of pure enchantment.
"Hey," he whispered, smiling down at her. "Feel good, sweetheart?"
"Mmm, if I felt any better, baby, I don't think I could stand it." She
stroked his hair and the back of his neck as she spoke. "You're amazing,
you know that?" her voice was soft. "I always knew you were the only
man for me, and this just proves it. You're the only one I feel completely
comfortable with; the only one who's ever loved me unconditionally." A
single tear began to trickle down her rosy cheek.
Wiping it away gently, he comforted her. "Madeline, this is only the
beginning of a lifetime of happiness. I plan to spend the rest of my days
being the kind of man and husband you deserve. I love you, sweetheart."
"I love you." They exchanged a sweet kiss on the lips.
"Kenny?"
"Yes?"
"I want to do something for you, too," she smiled mischievously as
she guided him onto his back.
"Really?" He played along, as thoughts of Madeline pleasuring him
nearly drove him over the edge. Now settled comfortably on top of his
chest, she whispered closely in his ear.
"Really," she repeated seductively, before smothering him with kisses,
beginning on his forehead and working her way down to his lips and
neck. He moaned softly as he ran his hands through her hair, relishing the
feel of her against him as she slid further and further down his body.
During their happiest marital days, his ex rarely deigned to perform
such an act, though she'd surely demanded her own satisfaction. And
once Brian had been born, their conjugal interactions became less and less
frequent, as Erin began to find greater pleasure in tummy tucks, breast
enhancements and botox injections. Ken wondered why she even
bothered, inasmuch as he loved her faithfully no matter her
measurements. After all, she'd given him his two beloved children-and
for their sake, he'd put his heart and soul into salvaging his disintegrating
marriage. But with a wife who hadn't been willing to meet him halfway,
he'd failed miserably in that endeavor.
Now here was Madeline, completely focused on his needs and taking
real pleasure in fulfilling them. Having obtained Ken's eternal
commitment, she felt free to truly love him with every ounce of her being.
Her "safe harbor" had been established; she was at last ready to shed her
inhibitions. It was certainly a far cry from where they'd begun sixteen
years ago.
As wave after wave of electrifying sensations rushed through his
body, Ken suddenly grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her back up
to his face, feeling every part of her skim over his being as he did so.
"Was that ok?" Her voice was barely audible, while her brown eyes
searched his for an answer.
Placing a hand behind her head to bring her even closer, he smiled
and replied in a husky voice, "Madeline, you are absolutely incredible. No
woman has ever made me feel that way." His fingers lightly traced her
lips. "But now I just want to be inside of you."
She nodded her head, and he slowly shifted her underneath him,
situating himself-as always-ever so carefully on top of her. Mindful of
her past physical problems, he proceeded with utmost caution as she
reached down to guide him with her hands.
"This ok, baby?" he asked, just beginning to explore her femininity.
"Feels good," she honestly responded, the passion mounting within
her. He teased her for awhile, until she couldn't stand it anymore.
"Please Kenny," she whispered in his ear, "I want to be as close to
you as possible."