This is the second part of the three part series.
[Just a brief clarification for all those who didn't get the plot - Lea and Ken are married and a few days after the wedding, Lea moves to New York. Ken stays back in Chicago to handle his Dad's business. Readers commented that why they should get married, if she is moving away and why not make them stay together. But what's the fun, if they are together? The real test of any relationship is when the two people are miles apart. And as the saying goes, "When you really love someone, age, distance, height, weight ... is just a damn number."]
Happy reading ...
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"I will be there by Friday night. Till then, take care. Lots of love."
Lea stared at the e-mail in her inbox. Ken was coming over this weekend! Although they were constantly in touch, she still missed him. In the past 5 days that she had spent away from Ken, she realized how much she was used to his presence in her life. Ken always tried to be in touch, never wanting her to be alone, calling her during the lunch hours, sending her sweet emails and the late night calls were a given. After the long, weary and lonely nights that she spent in her house in New York, this news was like a breath of fresh air. She glanced at the clock on the desk and looked at the empty kitchen cabinets. She was running short of the supplies. She made a quick mental note of all the groceries that she needed. It was Wednesday and she wasn't free until Friday evening. She could go to the store and get the supplies before Ken's arrival. By Friday night, Ken would here and maybe she could sleep peacefully for a couple of days.
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Ken looked at his watch as the taxi pulled before Lea's apartment. It was 5 minutes past 6. He knew that Lea wouldn't have been back from work. He hadn't informed her about his flight timings. He wanted to surprise her. He waited before Lea's apartment with the spare key in his hand. He unlocked the door and carried his night bag inside. He locked the door and shrugged out of his jacket. The house smelled of her ... Her decorations covered the walls and their photographs adorned most of the vacant shelves. He walked further inside exploring the bedroom and the kitchen. Although, the house was devoid of most of the furniture, it still looked homely and inhabitable. He rummaged through the cabinets and found that she had run out of the supplies. That was so typical of her ... She hardly cared about the groceries. Even when they lived together, he was the one who used to run and get the supplies every week.
'I wish you were here,' he said as he looked at the empty house. He sat on the couch in the balcony overlooking the city below. Wish time would move faster he thought as he stared at the orange glow that was scattered across the sky.
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Lea managed to unlock the door as she pushed the heavy bag inside. The house was still dark and she wondered what was wrong with Ken? He hadn't called and his phone wasn't reachable. What if he missed his flight? She flipped on the light and looked at the empty house wearily. She walked mechanically towards the kitchen carrying the supplies and loaded them into the refrigerator and the cabinets. She tied up her hair and walked towards the bedroom. Once inside, she shucked out of her jeans and T-shirt and walked into the bathroom. She turned on the shower and allowed the hot spray of water to wash away the day.
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Ken observed Lea load the supplies and he smiled as he saw the disappointment on her face when she realized that he still hadn't made it. He heard the shower in the bedroom and walked towards the room. He saw her clothes strewn all over the floor. He removed his T-shirt and flung it across the room. The door was ajar and he could see her outline. His cock strained against his jeans as he remembered the days when they made love in the shower.
Lea heard someone curse as she stood underneath the shower. She tried to open her eyes but before she could process, a pair of strong hands gripped her, making her immobile. She had locked the front door, hadn't she? She was about to scream when the hands turned her around and left her body. She looked up, only to find Ken staring at her with a huge grin.
'Ken, where the hell have you been?' asked Lea looking at him sharply.
'Is this the way to greet your husband, Mrs. Harper?' asked Ken coyly.
'You are so bad,' said Lea as she sauntered towards Ken slyly.
Ken stretched out his arms and jerked her hard into his body. His mouth muffled her words. He kissed her, letting her feel his love, his lust. When he pulled away, Lea was dazed.
He kissed her again, a quick hard kiss, and then whispered, 'I love you, Lea. I would have made it anyway. And you might as well remember that, I shall never leave you alone.'
Before Lea could form a reply, Ken picked her up and carried her towards the bed. As he lowered her to the mattress, his mouth came down on hers again, stifling any sound she might have made. Lea struggled against him, especially when he pulled away. His head lowered to her breast and he sucked her nipple gently into the heat of his mouth. Lea arched off the mattress with a harsh cry of pleasure.
Lowering his full weight onto her to keep her still, Ken trailed his mouth over her breasts, kissing the other nipple, then moving down to her ribs. Lea writhed beneath his comforting weight, loving the feel of him over her, surrounding her. Her earlier disappointment, combined with his sudden appearance and her raw emotions, left no room for anything other than need. Ken growled and his hand slid between her thighs, seeking and probing. He didn't hold back now, didn't temper his desire or his urgency. Lea moaned.
'I need you, babe. Right now.'
'Yes.'
Lea said the word mindlessly, her hips lifting into his, pressing. Sitting between her widespread legs, he looked at her. The heat in his eyes thrilled her. He was here, and he wanted her.
'Ken?'
'I am sorry, sweetheart, but I can't wait.'
Lea screamed when his mouth pressed against her sensitive flesh. His tongue touched and explored; he suckled and nipped with his sharp teeth and through it all, he held her legs wide with his rough hands. Lea had almost no time to adjust to the unfamiliar caresses before she felt her climax building. Her body arched high, pressing her closer to his mouth, closer ... She felt suspended with intense pleasure for long seconds before the feelings began to diminish.
When she slumped into the mattress, her breathing still harsh and her heart thundering against her ribs, Ken leaned back and quickly fumbled with his belt and the closure of his slacks. The zipper came down and he eased the restriction of clothing away from his erection.
Balancing on his arms above her, he positioned himself, and then gently probed against her slick folds. He made a low sound of pleasure. 'You feel so hot and wet.' He slid in an inch, placing himself, and then squeezed his eyes closed. 'Tight.'
Lea wrapped her legs around him. She loved him. And she needed him now. Ken.
He thrust forward, and in this new position, with him planted firmly between her thighs, left her helpless to counter his thrusts. The sense of being totally vulnerable to him ... feeling him so deeply inside her, stretching her ... enhanced her pleasure rather than inhibiting it. They both groaned.
When he gruffly apologized, Lea knew he had meant to be slow and gentle. But their mating had turned urgent. Unlike the lovemaking that they often indulged in, this was wild and primal, and so beautiful, she cried.
Within minutes, she came again, but it was better this time, the feelings more intense, deeper, because Ken was a part of her. She wrapped herself around him and screamed with pleasure. Ken's low growl followed, while his shoulders tensed and his hips pumped wildly. The he slumped onto her, his body limp, sated.
Lea drew her fingers up and down the long expanse of his back, solid with muscle, warm and damp from his sweat. She loved him, every big gorgeous inch of him, from his hair-rough legs to his whiskered chin. He was the most incredible man and if she could believe her good fortune, he was hers.
Smiling, she said, 'You were wrong.'
He stiffened, then carefully levered himself upward. Lea felt tears sting her eyes at his look of uncertainty. She raised her head enough to kiss him, letting her lips play lightly over his. 'You told me that you would never leave me alone ... but the fact is I can never let you go.'
Ken grinned, and then dropped his forehead to hers. 'I love you; Lea. Don't ever let me go.'
