Disclaimer: TM, and TMR belong to Universal Studios, and Stephen Sommers, and I wish me, but alas, a cannot take credit for them :-(

 

Author Eviefan

 

Note: Okay TM, and TMR fans, this is my first attempt at romance, and will most likely be NC 17, so if your to young go away.

 

Summary: What happened after Rick Evy, and Jonathan got back from Hamunaptra. Obviously at some point Rick and Evy got married, and had a honeymoon, and well since I haven't seen that many fanfics on this I'm going to attempt to write one. Its my first NC 17, and romantic, and I may end up totally sucking at this but I hope not.

 

 

Love brought them together.

 

 

It was late when the brave hero's of Hamunaptra, arrived back at the fort, and everyone was glad to be away from that god forsaken place. They had only made one stop along the way, on the first night after getting away from the cursed city, the rest of the three day trip, they road through night and day, to arrive this night, a clear cool night, a night of many stars. On his camel, Rick held Evelyn in his arms. She had been asleep for almost 3 hours, and he was glad.

Everything they had been through had been difficult on them all, but for Evelyn it was the most difficult. Being part of the curse, brought back the memories of how her parents had died, and that, added to what they had been through, had been too much for the beautiful woman he held in his arms. As they stopped Rick

softly commanded his camel to lay down. When it did he carefully dismounted, happy that the movement didn't wake her. He waited for Jonathan to take the camels to their stalls, and while he did, he thought about how his life had suddenly changed. Before this the only thing that mattered to him was adventure, and drinking. Now he loved Evelyn, not just love, there was more to it than

that. There had been a time a long ago when he met her as a child,and had taken her on her first adventure. Of coarse he had not known that, the day they met in Cairo Prison, but the first time they kissed, the first time he had placed a kiss on her head, the night they had spent out in the desert after Hamunaptra,

had brought back the memories of that time. Then, and now he felt responsible, in a way for keeping her safe, but also, now, he wanted to show her how much he loved her. It was Jonathan's scream that woke her, and sent him running into the stall.

 

"Whats wrong?" Rick stopped when he saw what was wrong, or in their case very right. Four bags of gold and treasure from Hamunaptra.

 

"Rick...Rick," Evelyn said. He shook his head.

 

"What Evelyn."

 

"I'd like you to put me down now please." He did apologizing. After putting her down he got a bucket of water and splashed it on Jonathan who had passed out.

 

"What the hell was that for O'Connell," came Jonathan's response. He stood, and for a moment all any of them could do was look. Then Evelyn snapped everyone into action.

 

"We need to get this up to my room at once." Neither of the men argued about her keeping it in her suite, and after putting it in some of the Rucksacks they had, they unloaded the rest of their supplies, and went into the Forts hotel, and up

to their Suites.

 

"Where did this come from?" Jonathan asked. Rick knew, and gave them both the answer.

 

"I'm fairly sure that Benny decided to take some of the gold."

 

"Well may god bless that odd little fellow," came Jonathan's response.

 

"If you two don't mind, I want to catalog these, and then together we can decide what to do with it." They both nodded.

 

"We'll go on to our rooms," Rick told her, not really sure if he should leave her alone. She nodded too interested in the historical value of what they had found to fear any of the dreams she had during their trip home. Once they had gone, Evelyn categorized what was found. Basically the solid gold things she put on her bed, and anything that was more than just gold, such as gold and some

sort of precious stone, she put on her table. Once sorted she got a pad and piece of paper and started pricing things. It was almost an hour later when Rick knocked on her door.

 

"Come in," she said. When he did, he found her settled on her bed, and everything back in the bags. He pulled a chair over and sat down.

 

"So what's the word?"

 

"If we split it three ways then we each get 2 million a piece. I want to put some of it, my share in the museum to display. You and Jonathan can do what you want with yours. You may get more if you use a private buyer, she explained. He nodded.

 

"How are you feeling?" He asked. She smiled at him.

 

"Better now that I'm away from that place. I want to thank you for being there for me." He stood and sat on her bedside. He placed a hand against her cheek and she closed her eyes.

 

"Do you remember our first adventure?" She nodded opening her eyes to look in his.

 

"I never cared about anyone except me, and there was something about you that made me change my mind," he told her." Her heart thudded painfully. She was scared. There had never been anyone in her life she had loved, not like this, and she was so afraid he would leave her.

 

"I never felt I needed anyone until that day," she admitted. He leaned in and kissed her lips gently, and when he pulled away she was trembling. Rick scooted onto the bed and held her in his arms.

 

"Tell me what your afraid of." She didn't want to admit she was afraid, not like this.

"I'm just cold." Rick held her away looking at her.

 

"It's hot in here." She looked away, and he let her go.

 

"I should probably get some sleep. Jonathan and I want to go out tomorrow and see if we can find buyers for the treasure." She nodded her heart screaming for him to come back, but did nothing to stop his retreat. When he was gone, she barried her face in her pillow and cried.

 

 

The next morning she awoke to the sun streaming through her window. As she sat up she noticed a vase with a beautiful flower in it, one indigenous to here. She walked over to the table and found a note under it. In the note, Rick asked her to meet him for dinner tonight, at a very romantic restaurant. That brought a smile to her face, and she held the note close to her heart. While she sorted the treasure into three equal piles, getting it ready for the three of them to

use, the guys had locate several reputable buyers for the gold. Now they were on their way back to the base with the buyer they felt most confident would buy all of what they had. He was an American, very well to do, and they both hoped they could get more from him than what Evy had said.

 

"It's in the other room, if you'll sit here with my partner, I'll get it," Rick said. He went to Evelyn's room and knocked, but it was locked, and she wasn't there. Silently Rick cursed and went down to the desk.

 

"Has anyone left any messages for me?" Rick gave the head of the hotel his name, and he gave Rick a key and a note. Evelyn told him she had their treasure ready, and go ahead in the room. She added that she would meet him for dinner, which made his heart race.

 

 

Night fell, and Evelyn arrived at the small restaurant a little late. A little man came up, and asked her if she was waiting for anyone

 

"Yes, a gentleman, Rick O'Connell." The man led her into the restaurant and toward the back was Rick. When he saw their approach he stood, and when she came to the table he pulled the chair out for her. When she was seated he pushed her chair closer to the table.

 

"So how was your luck with the buyers?" she asked feeling nervous.

 

"Very good. We were able to sell all of it to two buyers, and got a little more than you said. What about you?" She smiled.

 

"The museum was grateful to get it." The waiter came and offered them wine, and Rick picked what he wanted and once it was poured he lifted his glass.

 

"To adventures," he said, feeling like a heal. He had wanted to say to adventure and great love, but his bravado left him. They clinked glass and took a sip. Dinner was a quiet affair, with neither of them saying much, other than to comment on the food. When they finished, Rick suggested they take a walk, and they soon found themselves in one of the cities small gardens. They sat on a small bench, then Rick stood and paced.

 

"Rick?" she asked nervous. What was he so uptight about, was he going to leave? She prayed not because honestly she wasn't sure she could take him leaving her. He seemed to resolve something, and came back to her getting down on one knee. Evelyn felt her heart race, and wondered if this was a dream.

 

"Evelyn. I know we haven't known each other for very long, but I love you, honestly I loved you that first time I met you. If we went our separate ways I don't think there would ever be anyone else I would love. I want you to marry me." She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, then opened them when she felt him take her left hand and slip onto it a beautiful ring. It had a small diamond in the middle and was surrounded by small rubies. She nodded her head unable to speak, and he took her into his arms helping her stand. They held each other for a long time neither saying anything.

 

"So, when would you like to get married?" he asked her gently holding her away. Tears were still falling down her face, and Rick leaned in and kissed them away.

 

"Would a week be too soon?" She asked timidly. He pulled her back into his arms.

 

"A week would be just fine." He started to chuckle, and she pulled away.

 

"What?"

 

"I can't wait to see Jonathan's face when we tell him." She had forgotten about her brother and laughed with him. Then she got a serious look on her face.

 

"We can live in my parents house here in Cairo, but I can't kick him out." Rick kissed her gently on the lips.

 

"He can stay with us." She hugged him again loving that he was willing to put up with Jonathan and his antics.

 

"He should be there, lets go tell him," she said anxious to see what he would say. The walk to the house was not long, and when they arrived Jonathan was getting ready to leave. He noticed something different about both of them.

 

"What have you two been drinking," he asked.

 

"Not a thing. Jonathan Rick and I are going to be married in a week." His response was better than they expected he passed out cold.

 

 

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Chapter 2: A busy week.

 

 

After Jonathan got over the initial shock of Evelyn and O'Connell getting married, he was happy. It had always been his worry that Evy would never meet anyone, or someone who would take advantage of her gentle innocent nature. With O'Connell, he had been there to witness the love in the making, and he knew that

this man would take care of his baby sister, give his last breath to save her if he needed to. What surprised him, is when they both told him he could stay in the house with them, and he had plans about that. Right now the small house had three rooms, and a bathroom upstairs, and downstairs was a small room his mum had used as a sewing room of sorts. When they left for their honeymoon he would

make some needed changes to accommodate all of them.

 

 

Today at the museum, Evelyn sat trying to get a list of things together for her replacement, who would work for her while she was gone. The Bembridge Scholars had sent her notice that a Curator was needed there, and she decided she would fill that posision. Being Evelyn, she was so into her work that she didn't notice her husband to be, her Fiancée come into her office, not until he was

infront of her desk.

 

"Oh, hi there," she said blushing. He smiled and leaned in kissing her lips.

 

"I thought maybe we could get a bite to eat," Rick said. She looked up at the old grandfather clock.

"I didn't realize it was that late, no wonder my stomach has been growling." He took her hand and pulled her to her feet and into his arms. They kissed, not just a simply kiss but a deep kiss, a searching kiss. Rick parted her lips with his tongue and she gasped holding onto him for life itself. Rick pulled her against him, neither noticing Jonathan walk in.

 

"Uh, I thought you were supposed to wait until after you were married to do that to her," Jonathan said in mock seriousness. They parted and Evelyn turned away embarrassed.

 

"I came to tell you that your dress is ready." She turned back around now semi composed.

 

"Thank you Jonathan," she said still out of breath. He turned trying to hold in his laugh, and left the two love birds to themselves.

 

"I get so carried away," she admitted to Rick as they left the museum.

 

"We could move things up for us," he tried, knowing she would say no. Being raised as a proper lady, Evelyn would wait until they were married.

 

"Not until we are married," she told him. They went to lunch first, barely eating, too into one another.

 

"So where are we going for our honeymoon?" she asked. He wouldn't tell her, and it was making her crazy.

 

"You'll find out after we get married." After lunch they parted ways. She was going to get her dress, one that had been her mothers, and didn't want him to see it until their special day. Their wedding would be in the Fort's small chapel performed by the priest, Father John, who had performed a memorial for her parents. The little shop was in the middle of Cairo, owned by an Egyptian woman who she had known a long time.

 

"Welcome Evelyn," Chione said. She went in the back and brought the dress in.

 

"Try it on, I shall wait here." Evelyn went in the back and did what she was told. The dress was simple, beautiful cream color with lace arms, and a long flowing train. When she came out Chione smiled.

 

"You look as beautiful as your mother did. She would be proud of you child." That warmed Evy's heart, and after a few tucks here and there the dress was ready to go. Evelyn hugged her friend, then left to go back to the Museum. She didn't notice a dirty, scruffy looking fellow following her, and when she walked into the Alley he grabbed her pulling her close to him.

 

"I know you brought treasure from Hamunaptra, and your going to take me to it." To keep her from arguing he held a knife to her throat. Evelyn was terrified, and helpless to do anything. The man led her to the stables where he had two camels waiting. She stashed the dress away, and when he turned she did the only thing she could think to do, which was to take a shovel and hit him as hard as she could over his head. The blow sent him too his knees, but before she could

get away he grabbed her and she fell. She kicked him in the face and when he let go she got up, and ran as fast as she could to the house. When she arrived she was out of breath and terrified. She ran up to her room, slamming the door, and pulling the dresser up to it. Once she was safe, she sank to the floor sobbing.

 

Why wouldn't this end? She was so tired of reliving the memories of that time, and the loss of her parents when she was 14. Then she was suddenly angry. She took a vase that her mother had given her a year before she had died, and broke it, then fell on her bed crying soul wrenching cries.

 

 

It was two hours later when a frantic Rick arrived. He had been in one of the local taverns with Jonathan, when a young boy from the museum came and told him that Evy had not returned after lunch, and that had been 2 hours ago. Now he called her name, not getting a response. He ran upstairs and found her door closed.

 

"Evelyn?" No answer. Rick tried the door but it was locked.

 

"Evelyn let me in please." He heard her crying and that alarmed him.

 

"Come on Sweetheart open the door." He heard something move away, then the lock click but the door stayed closed. Rick opened it, and found her laying on her bed. He crossed the room and sat on the bed taking her into his arms.

 

"I'm here shh." She clung to him tightly, and he held her closer rubbing her back, waiting for the storm to calm, which eventually it did.

 

"What happened?"

 

"I was going back to the Museum," She stopped and took in a breath.

 

"And a man wanted me to take him to Hamunptra." She started to tremble and he kicked his shoes off and lay with her in his arms.

 

"So when we got to the stables, I found a shovel and I hit him over the head. Oh Rick when will it end." She cried again and he held her close. "I don't know the answer to that, but I do know that you won't ever have to worry about feeling helpless again." She lifted her head from his chest.

 

"You can't be with me everytime I go out on my own," she said." Rick took his thumb and wiped away a stray tear.

 

"No, I can't, but if you'll let me I'll teach you some basic moves, so that if your ever in trouble you have a chance of getting away. It sounds like you did a good job." She nodded then gasped.

 

"The dress its still at the stables." He helped her compose herself, and they went there, finding the dress where she had stashed it. Rick didn't look, and when they got home and it was put away, he put on a record of soft music and danced with her.

 

"You look surprised," He said looking at her as they danced.

 

"I didn't know you could dance," she replied. He pulled her closer and she laid her head on his chest.

 

"I have allot of secrets for you to find out," He said kissing the top of her head. After dancing they went out to eat, and when they returned it was quite late. Rick had been sleeping down on the couch, and tonight as they parted Evelyn went upstairs and felt terrified. She got a bath, which relaxed her some, then she brushed her hair, and went into her room putting on a soft gown. As she snuggled into sleep she prayed that the dreams wouldn't come back, but prayers

went unheard, and they came.

 

It was a rainy day in England, and 14 year old Evelyn Carnahan was in the Library reading a book when her brother came in. She looked up and noticed that he had tears in his eyes.

 

"Jonathan, whats wrong?" she asked coming to him.

 

"Evy, mum and dad are gone." She pursed her lips.

 

"Jonathan that is the most awful joke you've ever played on me," she yelled. He took her hands in his

 

"God baby sister I wish it was a joke, but they were found dead in their hotel in Egypt, no one knows what caused it." Evelyn trembled and he held her tight as she began to cry, then scream.

 

 

Another dream visited her that night, one where she was back at Hamunaptra strapped to the cold stone alter with Imhotep standing over her. She felt the knife pierce her heart.

 

 

Evelyn sat up in bed, out of breath and sweating. She got up without looking where she was going and stepped on some of the glass which went into her foot. She cried out, and for the first time in her life she swore. Evelyn hopped into the bathroom and sat on the edge of the bath running water in the tub then stuck her foot in and cried. Rick came in and knelt in front of her.

 

"I cut my foot," She said. He took a look, and got the glass out. The cut wasn't deep, but he knew she would have to stay off of it for a few days. He got the first aid kit and wrapped her foot then lifted her into his arms and carried her into her room by passing the glass and laid her down on her bed. When he straightened, she took his hands.

 

"Don't leave me." Rick had on a pear of jeans, and nothing else, and didn't hesitate. He slipped into her bed and held her close.

 

"Did you have more dreams?" He asked.

 

"Yes, their only dreams," She told him. Rick kissed her head.

 

"Your right, but talking about them, at least for me helps them go away." She sighed and decided to give it a try.

 

"I was 14 when my parents died. Noone knows what killed them, but given all we have been through I'm sure it was a curse. When Jonathan told me I was made at him, because I thought he was joking, and when he wasn't I thought I was going to die. I didn't know where I would go or what I would do, but for once in his life Jonathan took charge, and took care of me, until I was old enough to take care of myself." Rick nodded.

 

"I'm sorry for your loss." She lifted her head and they kissed.

 

"Thank you Rick." He pulled her head to rest on his chest.

 

"What else did you dream?"

 

"About Imhotep killing me," she said in a shaky voice.

 

"He won't ever be able to, and if for some reason he does come back, I won't let him hurt you." She fell asleep, feeling safe, and sound in his arms. Rick filled the emptiness in her heart that had been left when her parents had died, and she thanked the gods for that. As she slept, Rick stayed awake amazed by this love he had for Evelyn. He smiled and thought of the future with her as his wife, and

maybe someday they would have a son or daughter to tell all their adventures to.

 

 

Rick fell asleep dreaming about the future and all the endless possibilities.

 

 

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Chapter 3: Heaven on Earth....The Marriage of Rick and Evelyn

 

 

It was the warm touch of the sun coming through her window, that woke Evelyn from a restful nights sleep. She smiled at the memory of the dreams she had, not nightmares, just dreams of what today would be like. It was still hard for her to believe, that after today she would be married to the man who had stolen her heart. She was happy, more than she had ever been in a long time, but also nervous. Being a proper lady, there were certain things that she had never considered doing, and until now those thoughts had never crossed her mind.

 

"Oh come on, you can't be worried now, this is your wedding day," she said, to reassure herself, as she got out of bed. Before she could start dressing, someone knocked at her door. She pulled on a robe, and guessing it was Jonathan, told him to enter. He came in carrying a trey full of wonderful smelling food.

 

"How about a bite to eat before you start your day. I promised O'Connell, I mean Rick, that I would take good care of you," he said, as he set the trey down on her bedside table. Evelyn smiled, she and Rick had parted last night, and would not see one another until they were in the chapel. As she thought about Rick, Jonathan poured her some tea, and handed it to her.

 

"Thank you," she said.

 

"Not a problem. Evy, I'm glad you and Rick are getting married. He is a good man," Jonathan said. Evelyn set her tea down, and they hugged.

 

"Thank you Jonathan, to hear you say that means allot to me," she said pulling away from him.

 

"Did he happen to tell you where he is taking me for our Honeymoon?" She asked innocently

 

"He did. If I tell you, he said I would live to regret it." With that, he left her to prepare for the day. Evelyn shook her head at his retreat. Hearing her tummy rumble reminded her that she was hungry, so she sat on her bed, took some toast, and after putting some jam on it, ate a bite. She really wasn't hungry, too nervous to be, but at the same time she needed to get something in her

stomach. After finishing most of what he brought her, Evelyn went to the bathroom to take a bath, and get ready for her big day. The wedding was at noon, which gave her three hours to get ready.

 

 

 

It was close to noon when Jonathan and Evelyn arrived at the chapel. She held her dress close to her, and when she entered the chapel, she found it decorated with beautiful flowers, which really surprised her.

 

"I had some of my girl friends help decorate," came Jonathans response to her questioning look. She hugged him, doing her best not to cry, then went to the little room in the back to get ready. Her heart was thumping about a mile a minute. Why was she so scared of this? It was just Rick, and since he had proposed to her, she had gotten to know him very well. They had taken allot of night walks around Cairo, telling each other stories of their past, and the

dreams they had of their future, as well as dinner dates, and the dancing. All of this had helped her see the man he was, but she was still scared. The thought of them dancing brought a smile to her face. She loved dancing with him, and loved being held in his arms. It was there that she felt safe, and whole. Now she was ready, all except for the veil. Someone knocked on the door, and then Jonathan came in, just standing there, for a moment he thought he was seeing a

ghost of their mother.

 

"You remind me so much of our mum," he told her. She came to him, and they hugged.

 

"You're going to make me cry," she replied, in a shake voice.

 

"I'm sorry, but I can't help it, you do look like her you know. Do you need any help?" he asked. She nodded and with her guidance, he got the veil in her hair, and draped it over her face. Another knock at the door alerted them that the time was near. A young girl came in.

 

"They are ready," she said, then ran out.

 

"Who was that," Evelyn asked.

 

"You'll see, " replied Jonathan as he led her out of the room, toward the front, where they would enter the heart of the chapel. There were two children waiting, both dressed in simple dresses, and each hold a basket of flower petals.

 

"Those are Safia's daughters, I decided you needed flower girls for this occasion," Jonathan said. Evelyn just smiled. The small organ in the chapel began to play the wedding march. On Jonathan's arm, she entered the chapel, again surprised to find that a few of their closest friends were there to watch the marriage. All along she thought that it would be just the three of them. Evelyn looked down the short isle, and found Rick standing in front of the alter

 

 

He had on dark suit and a tie, and she found her heart pounding harder.

 

"Come on old mum, your husband awaits you." Jonathan led her the rest of the way down the isle. When they reached the end, Jonathan lifted her veil, and kissed her forehead, then leaned in placing his forehead against hers. For a moment they stayed that way, then they parted ,and Jonathan took her hand in his, and placed it in Rick's. The two went to the alter, where the priest said a prayer for them. Then the vows were said, and rings were placed on their fingers. After the priest said his final prayer, he told Rick he could kiss his bride. Gently, Rick took her into his arms, looking into her eyes, reaching up to wipe the one tear he found running down her cheek, then he kissed her. It was a kiss they both wanted to continue, but they had guests. When they parted, Jonathan let out a whoop, and everyone clapped.

 

"Now before you two go, there is something else we have to do," he told them. He and the other guest filed out, leading them across the street to a little restaurant that was also decorated for the occasion.

 

"You can't have a wedding without a party," explained Jonathan. Close to the front was a table with a beautiful cake on it, and this time Evelyn didn't hold back her tears. She loved her brother for giving her the dream wedding she had always wanted. First they had an after wedding feast, with allot of their friends giving cheers. Then came the cutting of the cake, and then the dance of the new couple.

 

"Is this real," she asked her husband as they danced to the soft music.

 

"I keep having to ask myself that," he admitted, as he lowered his head and took her lips in a kiss that left them wanting more.

 

"When is the honeymoon?" she asked still out of breath from that kiss.

 

"We need to get going," Rick said, as the stopped dancing. Jonathan gave the last toast, then drove them to Giza Port where they would catch a ship to take them to their honeymoon spot. While they road in the back of the car, they shared little kisses, and enjoyed being in one anothers arms.

 

"So do I get to know where you are taking me for an entire month and a half?' she asked. Rick smiled at her.

 

"The French Riviara," he replied. She kissed him barely able to contain her excitement. She had never been to France before, so this would be a new experience. When they arrived at the port, the men unloaded the bags, and the trunk from the car. Since the ship was already there, and Rick needed help with the luggage, Jonathan was permitted to go on board, to lend a hand. Their suite was large, with a sitting room a private bath, and a bedroom. After setting down

what he had brought in, Jonathan gave Evelyn a hug and kiss.

 

"Have fun," he told her

 

"You to. Don't get into too much trouble." He grinned

 

"Who me?" Then he turned to Rick.

 

"Take good care of her," he said, all teasing set aside.

 

"I'll treat her like a queen," Rick promised. The two men embraced, then they all walked out to the ramp. Evelyn gave her brother one last hug and kiss, and after he left, they headed to the top deck to watch as the ship left the port.

 

"Should we walk some?' he asked her. She nodded, and he took her hand as they toured their home, or what would be home for the next week . He knew she was a little nervous about what would happen when they went back to their suite, and he was in no way going to rush her into things. It was true that they had kissed, and he had slept with her one night when she was having bad dreams, but they had not yet made love, and he knew that was a big step for her. They walked

to a small area where food was being served, and had a little snack. Rick ordered them drinks, and both were tickled that they came with little umbrellas in them. The time spent talking and walking helped Evelyn calm down a little, but she was still not ready to retire to their room, and was glad she had someone who cared enough to take her feelings into consideration.

 

 

 

 

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Chapter 4 : Flying away on the Wings of Love

 

 

It had been a long day of talking ,and walking on the ship, and Evelyn still felt nervous, especially now that they were going back to their room. Logically, she knew she didn't have anything to be afraid of, but then, when was logic ever present where love was concerned. Now they arrived at their door, and Rick let

go of her hand, getting the key to open it. He knew she was scared, and as much as he wanted this night to be the one for them to explore all that love would bring, he wasn't going to force her. He knew they had the rest of their lives, and hoped it wouldn't take her that long, but if it did, then so be it. When they walked into the room, she walked about the room, nervously chatting over how lovely all the decorations were, and all that Rick thought, was how lovely his wife was. He came over, and gently pulled her into his arms, just holding

her, and dancing to a music that only two people in love could hear. He felt her relax in his hold, and that was good.

 

"Rick?" she said in a soft voice.

 

"What sweetheart?" He pulled a little away so he could see her.

 

"I'm afraid," she admitted.

 

"I know, but I promise I'm not going to hurt you. Evelyn you are the most beautiful woman I've ever met, and there is nothing about you that I don't love." She smiled and tears made their way down her face. Rick leaned in and kissed her eyes then her nose, her cheeks, and finally her lips. Kissing, Evelyn was used to, and it was that way, which Rick decided to test the waters. He gently parted her lips with his tongue, entering her mouth. She gasped, but didn't pull away, so Rick continued. He pulled her closer to him, deepening the

kiss. As he did , her whole body went weak. She had never felt this way, even the kisses they had shared before this had not been so intense. She held onto him, and tested the waters herself, meeting his tongue with hers. That caused Rick to groan, and hold her a little tighter. He broke the kiss then, moved down her neck tasting her sweet delicate flesh. Evelyn gasped has he nibbled on her ear.

 

"I think I like this," she said, breathing heavily.

 

"I know I like this." He moved back to her neck and then back to her lips. It was hard to take it slow, but he had to let her guide him as to how much she wanted. Rick took her hands and put them on his shirt, and she seemed to follow his lead. Slowly she began to unbutton it, one by one exposing his chest, which was still marked by scars from the mummies swords, but she didn't seem to notice. She ran her hands up his chest, and Rick closed his eyes. He was well built, she knew that as well, and the more she did, the more comfortable she was with herself. When she began to rub her cheek across his chest, Rick groaned, and pulled her closer. His slacks were getting tight, and he was fighting with himself not to take all of her now. Evelyns hands traveled lower, and when she cupped his swollen flesh his eyes snapped open.

 

"I need to see you," he told her. She nodded, and he helped her unzip her dress, then moved it down her arms. She shivered.

 

"Still nervous?" he asked.

 

"Not as bad." Rick pulled the dress away from her front, and eased the slip away from her. He leaned his head in and started at her lips, then work his way down her neck, until he reached her full creamy breasts. He nuzzled each of them with his nose, and she gasped. Her whole body tingled with this new sensation. Rick

pulled away, and slid the dress and the slip the rest of the way off her body, so in love with her He lifted his hand cupping one of her breasts, and running his thumb over her nipple.

 

"Oh Rick, I like this allot." He took that as his cue to move on to the next step. Gently, he lifted her into his arms, and carried her through the sitting room, into the elegant bedroom. The bed was elegant, but not so much as the woman he held in his arms. Carefully he placed her on the mattress, and laid beside her on his side pulling her gently against him. He kissed her again, going with what she knew and loved. Evelyn wrapped her arms around him, pulling

his head closer. Their tongues met in and intertwining dance. As he kissed her, his hand made its way down her belly to the soft curls covering her most intimate spot. Evelyn let out a moan as he began to rub her there. She was already wet, and Rick slid his finger in, again to test the waters. She gasped at the feeling, wanting more, but not sure what to do, so she let him be her guide.

 

"I want us..want to." She was scared and wanting at the same time. "To make love?" She nodded, and he moved away from her breifly to remove the rest of his cloths. Then he moved over her, kissing her again, propping himself up so as not to crush her. With one hand he positioned his large erection at her vagina, and rubbed there, circling to get her ready for his entry. When he felt more of her

juices spill he moved in with just the head of his penis, and felt her jerk a little.

 

"I'm sorry," he said easing out a little.

"I don't care just make love to me," Knowing that this was her first time, he wasn't going to hurt her, or try to make this as least painful as he could manage. He rocked gently just a little way in letting her soft folds adjust to his size. Evelyn held on tight to him with her face barried in his shoulder, and he could feel her tears.

 

"Evy, we don't have to do this tonight."

 

"Don't leave me," came her frantic reply. He lifted his head, and kissed her tears away, pushing further into her, feeling her flesh rip a little, as he pushed his way through. She let out a small cry, both of pain, and of joy that they had finally joined. They kissed again, then Rick began rocking in and out of her, slow thrusts, to get her used to making love. She let out soft moans of pleasure, as he moved within her. Rick felt her flesh tighten around his thick

shaft.

 

"Wrap your legs around me," he told her in a breath. When she did they both cried out in pleasure as he was able to enter her even deeper. He stopped all motion and let the pressure build.

 

"Oh Rick I can't take this anymore," she cried. He took long fast thrusts bringing them both to the point of climax, then he stiffened as his seed spilled into her. He pumped a little more, then rolled them so he was lying on the mattress, and she was on top of him, with his penis still inbedded in her soft folds. Evelyn was still breathing heavy, and he felt her shake.

 

"Are you cold?" He asked. She nodded, so he pulled a sheet over their perspiring bodies.

 

"What are you thinking?" He asked

 

"How much I love you," came her soft reply. Rick kissed the top of her head, and for now the two lovers slept, letting the Wings of love carry them away.

 

 

 

It was sometime later, that Rick felt Evelyn stir in his arms, and it was a restless movement. He rubbed his hand down her back and she jolted awake.

 

"Shh, its just me." Evelyn rested her head back on his chest.

 

"I hate these dreams," She admitted.

 

"Well we will just have to work on giving you better dreams than those.," he said. She lifted her head and they kissed briefly.

 

"I feel sticky," She admitted.

 

"I think we can find a way to take care of that." He gently eased her from his body and stood, then helped her to her feet, and they went to the bathroom. There was a huge porcelain tub, just right for two, which was Rick's intent.

 

"I'll let you have the bath first." she said, not realizing what he was intending.

 

"Or we can take one together. There are more places than just a bed to make love." Evelyn was surprised, but stayed as he filled the tub with warm water. She left briefly to get her lavender shampoo out of her trunk, and some soap, and a sponge, and when she came in, Rick was already in the water. Once she had set her things aside, he took her hand, and she sat in the tub nestled between his legs.

 

"Lean your head back, and I'll wash your hair for you." She did as he said ,and he took a cup from the side of the tub and poured warm currents of water over her dark locks of hair. Once her hair was soaked, he took the shampoo and poured a quarter size amount on the top of her head ,and began to gently move his hands through her hair, soaping it up. He worked the soap through her long hair until

it was clean, then rinsed it with the water. She was totally relaxed against him.

 

"You aren't asleep are you," He teased.

 

"No, just very relaxed." He held her for a little bit, then moved her hair out of the way, and began to kiss her neck and lick. She took in a deep breath and let it out. Rick lifted her and turned her to face him. He picked up the sponge and got it wet, then soaped, and began to wash her arms first, then her neck and her breasts. Evelyn gasped as he touched her there, and he dropped the sponge using his own soapy hands to rub her there. He rinsed the soap off with the

water and then used his mouth to further arouse her. Evelyn's breathing became labored, and she felt his erection pushing against her belly. She reached under the water and began to stroke his hardened flesh. Rick let out a groan. She was definantly getting the drift of how to please him. She cradled his twin sacks in

her hands ,and lightly scratched below them. Rick let go of her breast and cried out her name. Then he leaned back as much as he could and helped her reposision so she was strattling him, and pushed into her. The sensation of making love in the water was even more erotic than the bed, and it wasn't long before a powerful climax overtook her, bringing his to follow.

 

"I'm not sure we should have taken a honeymoon," She said after their bodies calmed.

 

"Why?'' he asked kissing her wet hair.

 

"I'm not sure we will be doing any site seeing. I think I have all I want here with you," She told him looking up into his eyes. Rick didn't know what to say to that, so he just held her in his arms.

 

 

The boat ride to France was a week, and in that week Evelyn had learned allot about the man she had married, and about the different ways they could make love. They had managed to go out of their room every now and again. Now they were in their Hotel which was right on the beach, and that first moring the sun greeted the couple. They got up from the bed and looke out at the ocean so beautiful.

 

"Should we take a walk," Rick asked his wife who was wrapped in his arms.

 

"I'd like that," she said. She put on a soft floral dress, one of many she had brought with her. Rick had told not told here where they would go, but told her it was a place she would need to dress for the warm weather, so she had found a few dresses for the occasion This dress had two layers, one that was solid and a second that was see through. Rick came out in shorts and a light cotton shirt.

He came over to her and she met him going into his arms for a kiss.

 

"You are beautiful," He told her. Another kiss, and they rubbed noses, then got a blanket and went out to explore the beach. When they arrived she was surprised to find that it wasn't all that crowded.

 

"This cost allot didn't it," she asked, not even thinking about the price before now.

 

"Yes, but we are here to celebrate our love, and I wanted you to be swept off your feet." She took his arm resting her head on it.

 

"That you have done allot lately," Evelyn admitted. They walked down the beach barefooted, until they found a part that no one was on, and there Rick spread out the blanket. He sat down and pulled her down into his arms.

 

They kissed, and Rick leaned back taking her with him. For a while, they just lay that way letting the sound of the ocean lull them.

 

"Should we try the water," She asked after a while.

 

"Sounds good to me." He helped her stand and they walked to the waters edge. It was warm, and Rick took his shirt off throwing it out of the waters way, then lifted Evy into his arms.

 

"What are you doing, I'm still in my cloths." Not listening to her, Rick walked into the water until they were both good and wet. He kissed her not carring about the waves coming in around them, and evidently she didn't either.

 

"Maybe we should just move here," he suggested as they parted for breath.

 

"Mm, I like it here, but Egypt is home," came her reply. They took a little swim in the water, and when they got out Rick carried her back to the blanket wrapping her in it, and carried her back to their room for a little more rest.

 

 

Night fell, and with the moon out the couple returned to the beach, for some night time fun. Rick spread out a blanket and then Evy came into his arms and they shared a dance. Rick pulled her closer feeling her breast through the thin dress that she wore, and wanting more he initiated a kiss full of passion. Evelyn put her hands beneath his shirt and pulled up on it. He broke the kiss taking it off, and then pulled her dress over head exposing her beauty to his eyes. He eased her on to the blanket and took off his shorts, then his

underwear, and lay beside her, admiring her beauty for a moment before she came into his arms kissing first his lips and then down his chest, to his small pap, taking it into her mouth. Rick wrapped his arms around her trying to control himself. When she moved further down he felt his body tingling. Then when her mouth covered his Penis he cried out.

 

"Evy Evy." She took him into her mouth taking him as far back in her throat as possible, suckiing on him, then moving away, and repeating this over and over.. Rick's release wasn't long in the making, and she took his seed into her mouth, then moved back up kissing his lips. He rolled her onto her back and moved over her, all without breaking their kiss. When they did part her eyes were closed.

 

"I don't know if I'll ever get enough of this," she breathed.

 

"It will be a long time," He said moving down her body to her soft curls. She gasped as he nuzzled there, then he spread her open to his gaze. He lowered his head and began to suck on her clit. Evelyn didn't suppress her cries of pleasure. "I want you, I need you," she cried. He moved back up and in one swift move entered her soft folds. Evelyn put her legs around him sending him deeper in to her core. He began slow deep movements, building up momentum that released their

unending passion. She arched up meeting his thrusts with ones of her own. Their joint climax was the most powerful yet, and after, Rick had a difficult time moving them so that he was on his back, and she on top of him.When their hearts began to beat at a more normal pace she eased off of him.

 

"Lets try out the water" He took her hand in his and they walked to the ocean for a little midnight swim.

 

 

 

The month and a half passed quickly by, and Jonathan now waited for the ship bringing his sister and Rick home. He heard the loud whistle, which sounded the approach, and when it docked, it wasn't long before they came off of the ramp. He walked over and Evleyn hugged him.

 

"So how was your trip." he asked them both as they walked back to the car.

 

"Very romantic," Evelyn said, looking up at her husband. On the way home, he told them about the renovations he had made, and then showedthem when they got to the house. He had cleaned up their parents room for them to use, and Evelyn was touched by his efforts.

 

"I wasn't sure if you would mind, but your room is so small," he explained.

 

"No, its wonderful Jonathan." They went back downstairs and settled in the parlor.

 

"We have some news to tell you," Evelyn said to him. He had poured a drink, and sat down on the couch across from them.

 

"And what would that be," he asked as he took a swig.

 

"Your going to be an Uncle." Jonathan got choked, shook his head, and looked at her.

 

"Well how about that, gives me good reason to have a party." He left them to go celebrate

 

"That was a good way to get him out of the house," Rick told her. She playfully punched him in the arm.

 

"That was not my intent." He stood and pulled her to her feet.

 

"Well I say we make the best of things while he's out." With that he swept her off her feet, and carried her up to their room for a night of love, a life time of love.

 

 

THE END