Oh and I'll let you go
I'll set you free
And when you see what you need to see
When you find you come back to me
David Cook – Come Back To Me
"I can tell when your pretending to be asleep." Cass informed her husband as she closed the book she had been reading and turned her attention to the problem that had been brimming between them for the past thirty minutes.
By the time she had gotten in it had been late in the evening and she had arrived home to find her husband already tucked up in bed with his back to her. At first she thought he had been sleeping, the raise and fall of his chest seemed peaceful and he hadn't responded when she had flicked the bedside lamp on nor when she crawled in beside him.
It was only when she had been reading 'The Room' had she realized that something was distracting her and it had taken her a few moments to realize what it was. His shoulders were tense, she could see the way his muscles were furled as if they were waiting for some sort of deadly assault. His body was curled away from her in defensive posture and it took Cass a second to realize that there was a reason that he was doing this, that he didn't want to talk about the strange energy that was shifting between them.
"John Sheppard are you sulking?" she asked incredulously, setting the book on the night stand and propping her head up on her hand.
"No." he responded grumpily, his eyes screwed up tightly.
"You are." Cass proclaimed, her warm sensual form curling around his.
Her knees were tucked behind his and her arm threaded around his waist so she was taunt against him as her breath ghosted lightly on his neck. He loved being wrapped up by her, she was so generous with her love and he could sense her confusion in regards to his behaviour. She was leaving him willingly and it made him revert back to the time his father had walked out the door leaving both David and himself in the hands of a nanny. His father hadn't come back for the longest time and he feared that the same would happen to Cass.
Back then he thought his father had left because of his bad behaviour, he supposed it had been his fault and had buried the misery the best he could. Now he felt he was in the same position all over again, with somebody he loved tearing herself away from him to get as far away as she could. He knew that wasn't the case and the logical side of his mind was constantly reminding him of that but the emotional side was still that child in need of reassurance and patience.
Cass could sense his distress under the surface, it pricked at John's skin like a twisted barb wrenching and gnawing at his insides. She buried her face into his the crook of his neck inhaling his clean masculine scent. Her hand sought out his, her fingers linking with his, forging their connection. John grumbled as she gently knocked on the door to his soul, refusing her entry.
"I don't have to go." she whispered into his ear. "I can stay here with you if that's what you want."
It meant something to John to hear her say those words and he knew it was a concession he would never allow her to make. To ask her to stay would make him a hypocrite and he would be no better than her ex for begging her to stay.
"No you have to go." John said turning around in her arms and clutching her close to his firm athletic body. "You wouldn't be you if you didn't."
John gathered Cassandra up in his arms so that the two of them were entwined. She fit him like the missing piece of a jigsaw puzzle, hearts, bodies souls. Every inch of him belonged to her and it killed him to let her go.
"Promise your not leaving because of me." John uttered against her silky soft flesh as he clutched her even closer.
"You know better than that." she said quietly as her fingers combed through his untidy brown hair. "I love you John, I would never walk away like that."
"I just needed to you say it." John told her as his hot fingertips traced along the trail of her spine though her loose Star Wars T-shirt.
"I need you." Cass whimpered tugging at his Pirate Panda T-shirt, her left leg hooked around waist drawing his lower body against hers.
Their hips bumped as John's mouth fastened on his wife's pale throat. His kisses were tender and loving as his hands descended down to her ass gripping it tightly in his hands as he ground against her moist panties.
"Let me make love to you." John breathed in her ear as his fingertips enclosed on her black panties. "Let me commit every single inch of you to memory so when I'm thinking about you it feels like your right here with me."
"Show me." Cass murmured against his rough skin as his nimble fingers drew her panties down just over her perfect ass. "Show me how much you love me."
"Always." John whispered as he starred into Cassandra's stunning sapphire eyes.
His thumb trailed over her parted pink lips causing Cass's breathing to hitch at the sensations that coursed through her flesh. Her husband's lips trailed along the shape of her mouth before he let himself caress his wife's sensual mouth with his own. His tongue dipped into the molten hot confines of her mouth. She tasted divine.
It wasn't hard for John to believe that his wife was an angel sent down from heaven just for him. His hands were running through her silky dark hair as their kiss deepened. John could feel himself drowning in Cassandra as her hands began to explore his athletic form, he ached for her touch and the feel of her fingers stroking over his muscles was like being blessed by a saint. His wife did amazing things to him with the simplest of touches, he was going to miss her so fiercely it ate him up inside. He would make her remember this and him. In turn she would remember them and the awe-inspiring relationship that they had. Their marriage would stretch beyond the distance and they would keep it alive with the strength of their love.
"I love you." he muttered removing her shirt.
She looked so glorious when she was naked, Cassandra was a goddess in his eyes and so astoundingly responsive to every single ministration he inflicted. Their kisses were growing more heated and passionate, Cass's delicate hands were removing John's T-shirt from his shoulders. He growled out loud at the brief seconds that she was out of his grasp. The moment the top was gone his mouth covered hers once more, his hands gently grasped her wrists tipping her onto her back so his almost naked form covered her own. They fit together like they were made for one another.
The alpha male in him was demanding control, it wanted to take over and show her exactly what she meant to him, to make it so that she would never leave. Her rough side was coming out to play the same way his was, her teeth grazed the skin of his throat as his hands gripped her ass thrusting against her moist core teasingly. Her nails raked across his back causing him to grunt in pleasure as the pain mingled with the intense anticipation that was prickling under his firm flesh.
"You make me so damn hot when your like this." Cass groaned, her palms slipping under the waistband of his black boxers and cupping his bare ass dragging him closer. "It turns me on knowing how much you want me."
John stifled her words with long drawn out kisses as his underwear was stripped from his pelvis. He groaned out loud in delight as Cass's slim fingers wrapped around his hard, throbbing erection guiding it to her soaking wet core. She wanted him so badly it was burning her up, her skin was flushed with desire as John held himself at bay, the leaking tip of his cock pressing against her slick folds.
"I'll always want you." John told her, his voice rough with the emotion of his truth. "I'll always love you, always need you."
"Prove it." she asked of him as she stared into his eyes with a startling clarity. "Make love to me and prove it."
John dipped his head to capture her lips as he sunk into her sensational form. She arched up under his body, his arm grasped her around the waist holding her close as he buried himself all the way to the hilt. Her lithe legs fastened around his hips so that the two of them were joined as one. His free hand was supporting his upper body so he could look into her dazzling eyes as the two of them made rampant, sweet love.
He knew Cass by touch alone, and he could feel her fingertips ghosting all over his salty skin as she memorised every single muscular contour of his body. It never ceased to amaze John how strong their connection was, he could feel her love and adoration for him welling up inside of her as they moved together towards completion. Every single moan and cry that tore from her lips was fuel to his addiction. He craved her like the most potent of drugs and he wouldn't relax until he completed her over and over again. This maybe the first time they would make love tonight but it would not be the last. John Sheppard was determined to make sure that tonight was the most memorable time of his wife's life.
Cass was close, he could feel the implosion in her body building up as his spine began tingle at the height of their blissful union. Her inner walls were already beginning to tighten around his cock in that distinct exciting way. His name was on her lips like a beautiful mantra as she climaxed, her head tipping back into the pillow, dark hair fanning around her intricate features.
Their orgasm was incredible. Cass's knees clenched his hips as the gluttonous cry of contentment erupted from his throat. He was drowning in the euphoria as they're souls merged together in the haze of sheer bliss. There was nothing that ever came close to this feeling of joy and he knew that nothing ever would. His lips descended on hers, sweeping his wife up once more in the most tender of kisses.
She was his soulmate and John knew there wasn't a chance in hell this woman was ever going to leave him.