Free Chasing Circumstance by Dina Redmon Page A

tighten and pulsate around him.  Every thrust intensified the sensation until, finally, our joining pushed me over the top and my body felt like it was imploding. 
    I couldn’t stop.  I wanted, no, I needed more.  Quickly, I pulled away from Stuart, turned my back to him, and slid him inside me once again.  With his hands on my ass and mine on his thighs, I rocked my hips against his until I felt the rush of euphoric pulses race through me over and over again.  With one final thrust, I felt Stuart join me in the pure rapture of our union.
    I sat there for just a moment until the feeling came back to my legs, then rolled away and lay face to face with him in the same position we had started.  With our bodies still heaving from our escapades, we cuddled together, and looked for clues of our emotions in each other’s expressions.  Our smiles matched as though we were one being looking at a single reflection of our shared soul in the same mirror.  I moved to lay my head on his chest and felt him breathe through my breath and my heart beat to his rhythm.  I drifted off to sleep, no longer denying the fact that I was in love.
    Stuart and I slept in each other’s arms until nearly lunch time.  The smell of fresh coffee and toasted croissants hung heavy in the air.  Jumping out of bed, I opened his closet door, chose one of his t-shirts and slipped it on.  It hung to my thighs and made me feel close to him as I was enveloped in his scent.
    Walking into the living room, I saw the coffee table full of bowls of fresh fruit, two jars of jam, a bowl of whipped cream, and a plate full of a variety of rolls and breads.  I sat on the couch with my legs tucked under me as Stuart brought us each a cup of coffee and sat next to me.
    “Good morning again, Guapa, I trust you slept peacefully?”  He handed me a cup as he drank from his own.
    “Thank you, yes, very much so.  How long have you been awake?  This looks and smells amazing!”  I accepted the coffee from him, held it to my mouth and just breathed in its rich aroma.
    “About an hour now.  I wanted to surprise you again.”  He smiled at me over the top of his coffee cup.
    “Well, I am truly surprised, thank you.  Why go to all this trouble?  I thought we were going out?”  I sat my cup down, picked up slices of fresh nectarines, and began to eat them.  I felt famished and the food was a welcome surprise.
    “I was thinking about that.  This is your last full day in Scotland, and I was hoping you would agree to just hang out here for the day.  We need to talk and the thought of sharing you with the outside world is very unappealing.”  Setting his mug on the table, he also chose to eat the slices of nectarines.  I giggled to myself at how much we were alike.
    “Absolutely, there is nothing I would rather do than spend the day with you here in quiet solitude.”  I couldn’t help myself.  I was beyond hungry and the food looked so incredible that I helped myself to a toasted croissant.  Tearing it open, I dipped it into the raspberry jam in front of me, and savored each flaky, sweet bite of it.
    “Sounds like a plan then.”  Stuart leaned over and kissed a drop of jelly from my lips.  “There’s something I need to tell you, but I’m not sure where to start.”  A serious look crossed his face and frightened me.  I was not ready to hear what he had to say.
    “Then you should eat something because it is impolite to speak with your mouth full, and there is no need to talk about such serious things in this moment.”  I shoved a piece of the croissant into his mouth and kissed him.
    “Alright, alright, point taken.”  Crumbs fell from his lips as he spoke through his filled mouth.
    “Hey, I just said that was impolite!  Didn’t your mum teach you better than that?”  I threw a grape at him and laughed.
    “Mum?  I do believe that your time in Scotland is beginning to rub off on you.”  He picked up a handful of grapes and tossed