The Dance

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Their last night in the home at Turks and Caicos, as they were recovering from another sensual feast in bed, Emma looked at Prince and said, 'What you said to the girls on the plane about being a dad to them was really sweet. I know they won't see it the way we do, but as far as I'm concerned, they're yours, now. I know you would look after them if anything ever happened to me-'

-Prince put his finger on Emma's lips, not wanting to hear anything about them not being together. Emma sweetly took his hand away and continued,

'-and knowing that gives me the greatest sense of peace. After Gene died, all I could think was, what would happen to the girls if something happened to me? God has taken care of that perfectly,' she finished, kissing Prince's fingers, much as she did the night they met.

'Oh, Emma, don't talk like that. We need years and years together. Of course, I thought while watching them walk down the aisle how wonderful it was to have them as a bonus in my life. I'll protect and take care of them just as I will you.'

'Babe, I know it doesn't replace what you lost, and it never can, but it's a comfort to me knowing you are such an amazing man. I'm thankful for everything you've given all of us, and thankful that you love me. Your love is the most wonderful gift any woman could ever receive.'

'Come here, woman, and receive some lovin' right now,' Prince growled, as he slowly, slowly, pulled Emma toward him, kissing his way down her neck to her collarbone. He paused at the top of the sheet, and looked at Emma's body, simultaneously revealed and obscured by the stark white satiny cotton. He turned back to her face, looked up into her eyes, and said,

'Oh, Emma, you are so beautiful. Wife, you are such a gift to me. Let me show you what I'll never find enough words to say.' As he carefully and delicately pulled the sheet away from his true love's body, Emma found herself on fire, her skin rising in tiny goosebumps wherever Prince's cool fingers trailed or lips touched. She reached for his shoulders to pull him up to her, and he tenderly murmured, 'No, wife, not yet. Tonight is all about slow, until we can't stand it anymore.' She moaned in submission, and relinquished her desire for control.

'Oh, sugar, I worship you,' he whispered, as he gently kissed his way down one leg to her ankle. Moving it to one side, he began working his way up the other leg, while trailing his fingers between her legs, causing her pelvic muscles to clench reflexively. He kept leaving kisses and tiny licks on his way up, until he reached his goal, and Emma screamed in response as she was overtaken by sensation. He kept loving her on her way back down only to keep using that tongue and gentle suction from those plush lips to thoroughly devour the results of his actions. Raising his head, he smiled, revealing an extremely smug expression as he licked his lips, making Emma laugh at his silliness and her self-consciousness. 'I need to be back inside you, my favorite place. I need us to be perfectly joined, as we are every time. I need you,' he whispered in a half moan as he slowly completed their joining. His plan for slow flew out the window when he experienced her overpowering response to feeling him deep inside her, where she loved for him to be. His shouts mingled with her moans and whimpers of desire, as they took each other far beyond the stars.

The first week in January, after they had returned from the Caribbean, Prince came into Emma's office and said, 'I forgot I hadn't told you until I looked at the calendar. I've been asked to present at the Brit Awards in February, and I've asked 3rd Eye girl to present with me, as a way to showcase them. I know what I'll wear, and what they'll wear, but sugar, you're gonna need a stunning evening gown! Let's get my wardrobe folks in and see what we can get cooked up.'

'Is this just going over to London for a couple of days?' Emma was puzzled because she hadn't heard anything about performances coming up.

'No, we'll be there from the first of February until about the 23rd. I've put together a series of performances for 3rdEyeGirl surrounding the awards show. Almost everything is in London. I haven't been to London in about 3 years, and I love London. It'll be more fun with you along, though.'