There was one time in which he had crept under the covers as she slept. Gently kissing and sucking her toes, making his way up her calves, her thighs, gently easing them open, now kissing the inside of her thighs, finally reaching her secret place, the place that he adored loving.

Gently licking her, she still asleep, yet as if in some dream, she was moaning, and raising her hips, grinning in pleasure. He picked up the pace with his tongue, looking up at her face, as she was half-sleeping now, seeing her cheeks burn red with passion.

He loved loving her in this way, he recalled her telling him how with other men, they weren’t as able or as intent as he was, how she would always fake it with them, just to get it over with.

They weren’t as experienced as Rocket was as far as the female anatomy went. He knew exactly where all of his attention should be.

He was slowly, lovingly, licking and sucking her in just the right spot. Now fully awakened, Susan placed her hand on the back of Romano’s neck, “Please don’t stop, you make me feel sooooo good.” she sighed.

“Oh God, Robbie, yes, right there!” she moaned, raising her hips to his rhythm.

He reached under her ass, gently cupping it, pushing her into his tongue, his face. Soon, he could see her other hand urgently gripping the bed sheet, now on the brink of ecstasy.

He kept softly licking her, “Oh Rocket, I’m gonna……”

“I know baby, I know..” he moaned, not missing a beat. He started to feel her contractions of pleasure with his tongue, her hips rising with each orgasm.

He was so hard with desire for her, seeing the beautiful expression on her face as she came, the way she would always place her hand on the back of his neck as he loved her in that way. The way she would sigh and moan appreciatively at his precision, telling him that he was the most experienced lover she had ever been with. The way she would moan his name every time she came, seemingly orgasm after orgasm.

And then, afterwards, telling him how much she loved him, appreciatively accepting his kiss, one hand always on the back of his neck or head as they kissed passionately, the other hand gently rubbing his ass, his stomach, his cock, which had always seemed to be hard for her, always seemed to be throbbing hard with desire for her, no matter how many times they had made love.

He had never been a pre-mature ejaculator, but with Suzy, the loving way in which she stroked him, slowly, lovingly, teasingly. The way she would lightly brush against the inside of his thighs, his tight stomach, and his chest….

The loving way in which she would lick his neck, his chest, suck on his fingers, nibble on his ears, always whispering to him exactly what she couldn’t’ wait to do to him, whispering how desperately she loved him, and how she wanted to be the only one to make him come for the rest of their lives together… She made it very hard, literally, for him to not come prematurely.

No matter how many times he would awaken her with desire, she was always willing and eager to accommodate his loving. She was addicted to him, and he to her.

He once recalled her saying to him that she could make love to him twenty-four hours straight. How they had wondered if Guinness had a record for that, and how they had laughed so hard about how it would be to be in a sex-marathon together!

He lightly licked his way up her body to her mouth.

“I’ve missed you” she sighed with a grin, even though they had made love only an half an hour prior.

“I’ve been here all along, babe.” he said to her, gently sucking and kissing her lips.

“No, I’ve missed your mouth on mine, your tongue inside of my mouth!” she laughed.

“Believe me baby, I can appreciate that, but my tongue was exactly where I wanted it to be!” he said grinning.

“Yeah, well, I can appreciate that your tongue was exactly where I wanted it to be too!” now smiling.

She loved every inch of his body, including his missing arm, once telling him that she could just “eat him up.” She recalled seeing the movie, “The Fly” with Jeff Goldblum and Geena Davis and how in one part, after they had made love, she had told him the same thing. It was all about the flesh - like women pinching babies cheeks, it was all about the flesh.

She loved every centimeter of his flesh, his laugh lines around his eyes, his dimples, his cheekbones, the strong muscle still in his only arm, his tight stomach, his ass, his cock… She could seemingly love every inch of him every second of every day for the rest of her life.

She loved every luscious part of him - it was all “in the flesh.”

“Robbie, promise me that you’ll make love to me forever” she sighed as he begged her to enter her again….

“Please don’t ask me Rocket, I just want you, I want you so much, I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want you right now” she pleaded. “Please make love to me baby, make it last as long as you can, I could make love to you forever” she whispered as he gently eased himself into her.

Every time that they had made love; it was like the first time to Rocket. Not just the first time with Susan, but the first time, period. He had never been with a woman so naturally sexy, so beautiful, feeling her constrict around his hardness. She was so tight to him; it was as though she had never been with anyone else, ever before. She knew how to work it, with each slow thrust; she would tighten up her pelvic muscles, surrounding him.

“Tell me how it feels, baby,…” she would sigh to him, looking at him lovingly. Pushing his ass so that he could penetrate her more deeply.

He was so close to ecstasy, hearing her soft low sexy voice, feeling her push him more deeply into her, now with both of her hands, pushing him so that he could plunge himself more deeply into her. Looking deeply into his eyes, taking each of his lips into hers, sucking his lips as though they had tasted like wine, which they did to her.

“Let me take over, Robbie…” she begged. He rolled her over so that he was on his back now, her knees straddling him. Her hands balancing herself on his chest now, his hand on her hip. She gently rode his hardness, up and down, never going too fast, she loved it slow when she was on top of him, she was in control. She would stop for a few seconds, to passionately kiss him, nibble his ears, lick his neck or chest… She loved being on top of him, it made her feel powerful, made her feel in control.

It wasn’t long before they were both moaning with desire; they had learned to pace themselves so that they could come at the same time. Susan and Rocket, both contracting in desire. He had never come so much and neither had she, even with Chuck, even with his former wife, neither had experienced so much passion as they did with each other.

They held each other close, she looked up from his chest, “Robert, why do you say you love me so much?” she asked innocently. She really didn’t know for sure, was it all sexual? She wondered, she had to know - now.

He was silent for a moment, collecting everything that he wanted to answer her question. Then, mustering up his best Shakespearean accent he said, “How do I love thee, let me count the ways:”

She smiled, and lay her head back on his chest, listening to his heart beat, listening to his breath sounds which were so relaxing to her, and now, listening for his answer.

“First of all Suz, I love your brain. Do you know what a brilliant doctor you are? I’ve been in all of those traumas with you so many times and you’ve simply astounded me with your diagnosis, all of the tests you order.” “All of the patients that you save on a daily basis, the sheer capacity that you have of compassion with all of them. I could learn a lot from you, baby, really. My bedside manner leaves a lot to be desired.”

“Your eyes: You’ve got the most expressive eyes…. Every emotion that you have can be read in those beautiful eyes of yours. Happiness, sadness, anger, doubt, your orneryness, your seductivity, your desire for me and everything else, all of it…” He sighed, kissing her on the nose.

“Oh God, those lips: The most beautiful, full lips I’ve ever seen or kissed, so yummy!
He said, laughing, leaning down to kiss them deeply.

And your body, my God, you’re the perfect package, all wrapped into one, just for me.” he moaned, taking her into a deep embrace.

“Your luscious ears so fun to nibble on, your perfect neck, your breasts: each one the same size, each one so firm and delectable, so plump, so exciting….” he said as he slowly let his lips go to each one, kissing so softly….

“Your stomach, so tight, so sexy, so tan, so toned… How could I be so lucky to find a woman so in shape?” he asked her.

“Your legs, so long, so firm, so tan and tight.”

“Don’t you realize a question like that could get a girl like you in serious trouble from a man like me?” he asked innocently.

“That’s exactly what I was hoping for Robbie” she sighed as he and she was once again, were ready to go at it again.

And so they did, not once, not twice, but several more times before the morning sun shown in upon their naked, physically drained bodies.