Making New Memories (22 page)

I want to take this opportunity to thank all
of you for your assistance in the recent months. Your help has been
invaluable in solving the mystery surrounding the restaurant
explosion as well as the killing of a notorious hit man and now
bringing down a king pin of the mob. I understand that you don't
want any publicity because it would interfere in your ability to
work undercover. Please let me know if I can ever assist you in any
way and I hope I can call on you for assistance in the future."

After their conversation with the detective,
Barry, Pinky, Goose, and Bear head to their rooms in the hotel to
rest. Since Barry and I still have to testify in the rape trial
tomorrow they all are staying in LA overnight. Dylan and I retire
to my room upstairs to spend some much needed time alone.

As soon as we walk into the room, Dylan pulls
me into his arms and kisses me deeply. He says, "Oh Skye, I have
missed you so much. When I got that call from you last night I was
so happy. Then I realized you were in trouble and I thought I was
going to have a heart attack when I heard that man tell you to shut
up. We were still sitting on the tarmac in DC and I didn't have a
clue where you were. After Melanie told us you were in LA for the
trial, I was so afraid we wouldn't get here in time."

I say, "When I pushed the button on my phone
to call you I prayed that you would get the call. At the time I
wasn't sure if you were alive or dead. Those idiot reporters on the
television didn't tell us anything about what was going on with you
guys in DC. When I saw you jump out of that helicopter I was so
relieved to know you were safe and coming to get me."

"You're all right aren't you? Do we need to
go to the hospital and get you checked out?" asks Dylan.

"No, I'm fine. All I need is you," I answer
softly.

With that invitation Dylan pulls me into his
arms and kisses me again. He picks me up and carries me across the
room and lays me gently on the king size bed. He removes my shoes
and then his own before he stretches out beside me and pulls me
partially beneath his body. He starts by kissing my forehead, my
eyes, and my cheeks. He nibbles on my ears and then brushes his
lips across mine teasing me. Frustrated, I moan and reach for his
head, tangling my fingers in his hair, and pulling him down to me
for a deep breathtaking kiss.

I reach for the buttons on his shirt and
begin to open them one by one craving the feel of his skin against
my fingers. Dylan raises his head and stares into my sky blue eyes
as he slowly unbuttons my blouse. We remove our tops then move down
to the fastenings on our pants. Becoming impatient he rises and
strips off his remaining garments then pulls me up and helps me
finish striping.

He pulls back the spread on the bed, picks me
up, and gently lays me back against the cool snow white sheets. He
stands beside the bed and lets his eyes feast on my luscious body.
Starting with my beautiful eyes, moving down to my luscious lips
swollen from his kisses and then down the graceful curve of my neck
to my plump breasts. He watches as my nipples pucker invitingly
from the heat of his gaze. Then moving his gaze down past my
stomach to my sex, he smiles and licks his lips causing a
fluttering deep in my abdomen.

He slowly covers my nakedness with his body
and gazes into my blue eyes. He whispers, "Oh Skye, I need you so
much."

I answer with a shy smile and wrap my arms
around his neck.

He slowly strokes a finger down my cheek,
across my lower lip. I grab his hand and force his finger into my
mouth sucking on it hard causing him to inhale sharply.

Then he moves that hand down to my breast
where he gently massages then rolls the puckered peak between his
thumb and finger. Lowering his head he suckles hungrily on my
nipple. Streaks of electrical energy flow from my breast directly
to the center of my sensation coiling tightly and I clasp his head
tightly to my breast and begin to move restlessly on the bed. Dylan
turns his attention to my other breast again suckling hard as he
moves his hand down over my midriff to my stomach and then runs his
hands through the curls at my apex. He parts my folds and inserts
two fingers into my warmth mimicking the act of making love. He
finds me hot, wet, and waiting.

He says amazed, "Oh Skye, you are always
ready for me." He moves between my legs then gazing deeply into my
eyes, he slowly impales me with his turgid shaft.

He watches the expressions reflected in my
eyes as he slowly withdraws almost completely, then just as I think
he is leaving me he slowly reverses and impales me again. The
friction is heavenly and I wrap my legs tightly around his waist
and begin to move with him

Pleasure is coiled tightly in my abdomen and
I moan each time he pushes into my body. I run my hands over the
ridges of his muscular shoulders and down over his chest lightly
brushing over his male nipples. I hear him inhale sharply and a
thrill shivers down my spine. Just to know my touch gives him
pleasure is very empowering. Feeling my power I lightly scrape my
fingernails down his chest past his waist to just above where our
bodies are joined. Then I move my hands to his back where I feel
the ridges of the scars from his ordeal in the jungles of Central
America and tears cloud my eyes. I came so close to losing him
then.

Dylan pauses and asks, "Skye?"

I shake my head pushing the memory to the
back of my mind. I smooth my hands down over the muscles of his
back then pull his head down to mine for a deep kiss.

"Oh Dylan, I love you so much!"

Copying the movement of their bodies, he
delves deeply into the warmth of my mouth and then withdraws.
Holding his head tightly to mine I suck hard on his tongue and feel
my female muscles contract in the same manner around his shaft.

Dylan's heart is slamming against the wall of
his chest and he picks up the pace of our joining making a slight
adjustment to apply more pressure to my sensitive nub. Still
kissing me deeply he plunges in faster and faster.

I quickly crash over the edge crying out my
release and with one more thrust he follows me, flying out into our
special world of ecstasy. As he plunges over he gasps, "I love you
Skye!"

He leans his forehead against mine as we
float back to earth and our breathing returns to normal. He is
exhausted from lack of sleep and worry and he moves to my side and
pulls me close against his body. He covers our nakedness with the
blankets and we drift into a dreamless sleep.

A few hours later I am awakened by tender
nibbles around the shell of my ear. I open my eyes and smile up
into the loving warmth emanating from Dylan's dark green eyes. I
pull his head down to mine and kiss him deeply. When he raises his
head he says, "I love you Skye."

"I know and I love you too Dylan."

He raises my naked body up into his arms and
carries me into the bathroom where he steps into the shower that is
already running and perfectly adjusted. Gazing into my eyes, he
slowly lets me slide down his body.

He reaches for the bottle of shampoo
squirting a generous dollop in his hand. He rubs his hands together
and applies shampoo to my golden tresses massaging my scalp before
rinsing the long mass thoroughly.

Then he squirts a generous amount of a
delicious smelling body wash on a washrag and applies it every inch
of my body. When I am thoroughly lathered, he grabs the hand held
shower head and rinses me. As he rinses the lather from my body he
follows the stream of the warm water with kisses.

He starts with my neck and moves down my arm,
kissing, nipping, licking, and nibbling down to my fingertips,
sucking on each finger, and then back up to my neck. Then he moves
to the other side repeating the process. He swirls the warm stream
around each breast, tickling my nipples. He watches as they pucker
invitingly and he lowers his head suckling each puckered nipple
before he moves down my stomach where he dips his tongue into my
navel swishing it round and round.

Then he turns me around and rinses the lather
from my back. He slowly moves downward, kissing, licking, and
nibbling. When he reaches my buttocks he drops to his knees and
playfully bites each one while he runs his finger up and down
between my butt cheeks. I throw my head back and moan in
pleasure.

Then he turns me back facing him and buries
his face in the curls of my sex, inhaling deeply. He parts the
folds and lets the warm water thoroughly rinse away any remaining
suds.

Then he rinses each leg kissing his way down
to my feet. He massages each foot, sucking on each toe and nipping
at the pads causing delicious shivers to course through my
body.

Then he moves the warm spray of water back up
my body to my sex. Parting the folds he again lets the warm water
flow over my folds warming me. He spreads my legs slightly and
inserts two fingers into my warmth moving them in a circle
stretching me.

He says, "Oh Skye, you are always so ready
for me." Then he leans in and suckles my sensitive nub. Feeling the
tremors in my legs, he moves me back against the wall of the shower
and again begins to suckle my nub. Moving his fingers in and out of
my warmth he suckles then laves my nub circling it with his tongue.
When I cross over the edge into ecstasy he supports me with his
body. He moves quickly back up to my mouth and kisses me deeply as
he raises my legs around his waist and impales me while I am still
floating in the world of ecstasy. Moving in and out of my warmth
quickly he rebuilds the tension and pushes my sensitized body to
new heights. As we crash through the barrier into the world only
shared by lovers he smothers my cries with a deep kiss.

As we drift back to reality, he smiles down
at me and brushes his lips across mine. He says, "Oh God, Skye, I
can't get enough of you. As soon as I float back to earth I am
craving another trip to ecstasy in your arms."

I smile shyly in response.

He turns off the water and wraps a soft,
fluffy towel around my body. He carries me back to the dressing
area, sits me on the stool in front of the mirror, where he combs
the tangles out of my long hair and dries it with the hair dryer.
Then he carries me back to the bed where he gently lays me
down.

He kisses me deeply and tenderly strokes my
body beginning the climb to the heights of ecstasy again. He rolls
to his back and pulls me on top of his body with my golden tresses
hanging like a veil around us. He raises his hands to my luscious
mounds and gently plucks at my nipples.

He rolls them between his fingers. He sees my
pupils dilate as he gazes into my eyes, and says, "Oh Skye, I love
you so much. You are so sweet, so responsive to my touch. How did I
ever get lucky enough for you to fall in love with me?"

He is surprised when I lower my head and
plunge my tongue into his mouth drinking deeply of his warmth. He
groans and says, "Oh Sweetheart, the things you do to me!" He lifts
my hips, guiding me onto his throbbing member. He shows me the
rhythm and we move as one. Both of our bodies so sensitized they
climax almost immediately. I collapse on top of him and we drift
into sleep.

When Dylan next wakes darkness is creeping
across the landscape. He orders a light supper of cold cuts and
fruit from room service. When the order arrives he gently wakes me
with a kiss. He hands me a fluffy robe from the bathroom. Smiling
he says, "I suggest you cover up or we may never get to eat."

Grinning I say, "That's what you think. This
baby is starving!"

After satisfying our hunger for food we lay
entwined together in the big bed and talk about the time we have
been apart. Dylan tells me about the mission in DC and I tell him
about how I was kidnapped here in LA. We talk about my testimony in
the trial tomorrow and then we discuss our new home that is
currently under construction at the ranch.

When I start to yawn, Dylan turns out the
lamp, wraps me in his arms and we drift into a dreamless sleep.

When we arrive at the courthouse the next
morning, we are greeted in the witness waiting room by Barry and
Bear. Barry has shaved his head to remove the dyed black hair and
has removed the dark beard to maintain the integrity of his
disguise. The prosecutor tells them that I am first on the
schedule, followed by Barry. Unexpectedly, Bear is going to also
testify.

I am extremely nervous. Dylan clasps my hands
in his and is surprised that my hands are ice cold. Bringing them
to his lips he blows his warm breath over them then rubs them
between his hands. Smiling warmly at me he whispers, "You're going
to do great. All you have to do is tell what you remember."

Smiling tremulously, I say, "Knowing you are
here means a lot to me. Thank you."

Smiling warmly Dylan says, "Wherever you are
is where I want to be. I've told you before but I'll tell you
again, Skye, you are the reason I live."

******

The bailiff comes to the door and signals for
me to accompany him to the courtroom. Dylan steps into the hall and
enters the back of the courtroom where I can see him. Sitting in
the witness chair, I answer each question the prosecutor asks in a
clear, steady voice. When the defense team begins their cross
examination, Dylan sees me glance at him and he smiles warmly. They
grill me about why I waited ten years to file the complaint and I
calmly tell them about my emotional state following the attack and
how it had taken me all the ensuing ten years to find my way back
to reality.

When they ask me if I recognize any of the
five defendants I look carefully over at the five of them all
dressed in business suits. I calmly respond, "When I was given the
spiked drink by Richard Thomas, I was alone with him in the van.
The other men didn't come in until I was drugged. I cannot
positively identify them."