Whipped Cream By Shirley Johns Vincent was in the kitchen with William supervising the children making Boston creme pies. When his thoughts as always go to Catherine. It has been two wonderful years since she entered his life. The love they have for each other had gotten stronger despite the fact that the have not given into their desires and consummated their love. Vincent hey Vincent hearing his name returned his attention to the children who asked if he wanted a piece of pie. He took plate and tasted the first piece, which was very good, and he made sure he let the children know. William took him that they were done baking for the day and he could go. He said he would take his plate with him and return it later to the kitchen and left for his chamber. The DA's office was having a formal dinner and Catherine had to go. She would stay for a little while than go home change and go Below. She decided to stop and see Vincent Below before she went to let him know what time to expect her this evening. She was at the entrance of the tunnel when Vincent felt her presence and knew she would be coming to his chamber so he went there and waited for her. Upon her arrival Vincent laid his plate down asked if she was well and turned toward her. She looked at him with a smile on her face and said she was. She told him she loved whipped cream and glanced at his piece of pie. He asked her if she would like to taste some. Her smile widens and she said she'd love too. She removed her coat and Vincent was stunned by her appearance and his body reacted. He took a couple deep breaths and got his desire under control as he usually does around her. She was breathtaking in a long black strapless silk dress that caressed her slender figure, as he would like to, everytime she moved. There was a slit on each side of her dress up to the hip showing her long, slim but muscular legs. He realized he was staring and lowered his gaze. She stepped forward wrapping her arms around his neck before he could react and licked the whipped cream off each side of his mouth making his gasped. When he did that she captured his lips in a passionate kiss. His arms of their own accord wrapped around her body and pulled her closer against him. She let his lips go but not leaving his embrace, she licked her own lips and said she always loved whipped cream and he should wear it more often. Vincent looked down into her eyes and asked if she minded his lips without it pulling her closer in his embrace and devouring her lips with his own. The kiss he gave her let he weak in the knees and he had to steady her when he broke their kiss. He told he that he would never have imagined how wonderful it would be to kiss her. She shyly told him that she knows what would be even more wonderful as she reaches back to unzip her dress. Vincent stepped back and told her that she knows they cannot do this and she has a dinner to attend. She said the dinner can wait but I can't anymore. Love me Vincent and she lets her gown cascade at her feet. In a labored breathe he said Catherine you know we cannot. Yes Vincent we can and taking his hand within hers she asked him to come to bed. Vincent finally gave into his desire for her and dinner was forgotten as they loved for the very first time. Desires spent they lay entwined enjoying the feelings of what they just shared going from one body to another. Catherine knew she had to leave so she kissed Vincent washed up and got dressed with the promise that they will continue where they left off when she returns. Vincent watched her go hoping that she would change her mind and return to his bed where he realizes he needs her. She was halfway out the tunnel when she felt this sudden rush of feelings going through her body carving Vincent's touch and ran back to his chamber forgetting about dinner. Vincent met her half way lifted her in his arms telling her he loves her and never wants to stop loving her. In between kisses she told him to never stop loving her. She loves him and needs his love forever. He carried her to the bed gently laying her down and they loved once more. Passion spent Catherine is enclosed within Vincent 's warm embrace and he thinks back several hours ago with a smile how he will never forgot how a little bit of whipped cream took he and Catherine on a wondrous journey of love. The End Shirley's Fanfic Index <> |
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