I can't say that poor Stephen and Christine are as popular as Sherlock and Molly but if you are still with me I hope you enjoy the concluding chapter to our little adventure.

Chapter 4

They sat at the base of the shower kissing for a couple more minutes and Christine felt as though the endless teasing was slowly killing her. She wanted to just impale herself on him and take her pleasure but it seemed Stephen had other plans as he gently pushed her from his knee and then stood turning off the shower.

He held his hand out to her helping her step from the shower and then turned to find a towel. Slowly he used it to dry her body, starting with her front, paying extra attention to her breasts, then her back. For a moment he leant against her, the towel between them and he kissed her neck, his hands coming up to massage her breasts and she could feel his cock, still so heavy, pushing against her backside and it had her eyes rolling back in her head with the images it put in her mind. She was tempted to just bend over and brace herself against the wall and let him take her like that but before she could he was moving on and down, drying her legs.

As he moved to her front again, kneeling on the floor before her he looked up at her as he bent to kiss her mons and she felt her legs go weak.

He stood and threw the towel to one side and gestured for her to go back through into the main room and he led her over to the bed.

Once again the cloak in the corner was jigging from side to side and Christine couldn't help but feel self-conscious with it there. It was exactly the same feeling she'd had years earlier when a previous boyfriend had had a dog that used to watch them during sex, she'd always had to get him to remove it before she could relax.

As Stephen pushed her down on the bed she made to stop him before he moved over her and he frowned.

'Sorry, I know this is going to sound daft, but could you move that cloak. I...I just feel like it's watching us.'

He chuckled and shook his head but turned towards it and gestured to the stairs with his thumb. 'Go on, you heard the lady...scram.'

Christine could have swore that it visibly drooped at being sent away but it silently floated down the stairs. She wondered vaguely if she would wake up soon and find that this was all a dream, after all she still couldn't quite believe that portals to other places and floating cloaks were her reality now. Not that this was a dream she ever wanted to end especially when Stephen was indicating that she should scoot further up the bed.

As she did he crawled on with her but instead of covering her body with his he put his hand behind her knees and lifted them before opening her legs so he could fit between them. He kissed the inside of her thigh and all those feelings she'd felt in the shower came flooding back. He took his time as he explored her, sucking on the skin right at the top of her thigh until she was almost begging him to move, desperate to feel some kind of relief from her torment. He was so close and she knew she was so wet and ready for him.

Slowly, he shifted and then parted her with his damaged fingers and then she felt his mouth hot on her clit and all coherent thought seemed to leave her. All she was left with was feeling and sensation; the feel of his mouth on her most sensitive part, his tongue fucking her, the feel of his hair between her fingers as she held onto his head trying not to shamelessly rub herself against his face as she came.

She could feel him groaning against her as wave after wave of her climax hit her and yet as it ended she knew she still had more in her and she wanted him, wanted him in a way she hadn't ever felt before. She wanted to use his body, she wanted to ride him until they both came, until they had nothing left.

'Jesus, Christine you taste amazing, how did I forget how good you taste?'

She smiled as he crawled up her body, kissing him and feeling his cock nudging against her entrance. She could taste herself and that mixed with the taste of him was erotic and deeply arousing.

She answered as he started pressing in to her bit by bit with each rock of his hips.

'B...because you never went down on me before.'

He paused and frowned. 'Really! I was more stupid that I thought.'

Before he could resume control Christine pushed on his chest indicating for him to roll over and as he moved over she turned with him until he was on his back and she was straddling him. She wanted the control for once.

They kissed a second time and it was all tongues and teeth, his hands gripping her hips as she ground herself against his cock. They separated just long enough for her to take hold of him and lift herself up then she was starting to slide down onto him, feeling once again just how much he filled her. She watched him watching her and wished she could memorize the look of lust, and desire on his face mixed with something softer, something she'd never seen from him before...love?

Even just the thought of it had her muscles starting to clench around him as she finally impaled herself onto him. They both seemed to take a moment to get used to being connected again, he felt bigger this way and she was amazed just how good it felt and how much she still wanted him even though she'd already climaxed twice that evening. She vaguely wondered if it counted when the first was in a different country...was that a different time zone, a different day...had they even been in the same year? She'd have to ask him if he could travel through time, but not now, now she just wanted to move.

She leant over him and rolled her hips feeling him deep within her, hitting all those points which had her moaning out loud and wanting more.

His hands moved from her hips to her breasts and as he fondled them he brought his head up to suck and bite on her nipple, balancing the pain and the pleasure so perfectly that Christine found herself just repeating garbled words and moans, her eyes closed as she concentrated on her body and how it felt.

He was so good at sex; he had always seemed to know just how to move to bring her the maximum amount of pleasure. The feel of his mouth on her breast, his hand spanning her back and his cock deep inside her was all building her towards what she knew would be a mind bending orgasm and she wanted him with her. She wanted to take him over the edge and feel him come at the same time she did.

She braced her hand against the headboard so that she could increase the force of her movement, truly riding him, feeling sweat breaking out in her skin with the effort of chasing her climax and Stephen was there with her every step of the way, thrusting up into her, his hands roaming across her body and his mouth either on her breasts or kissing her even as he told her how good she felt.

His rich baritone slid across her skin and through her bloodstream more effectively than any narcotic ever could and it tipped her over the edge. As she came she called his name, her eyes tight shut as she lost herself to pure physical sensation and she heard his grunts as he thrust up into her moments before he came himself, holding her onto him as he pumped his seed deep inside her.

They both seemed to collapse at the same time, kissing and catching their breath before Christine slid off him to go and clean herself up.

When she came back out of the bathroom he was waiting for her in the bed with a sheet barely covering his hips and his arms already beckoning for her to join him.

She slid under the covers with him, her head against his shoulder, feeling his fingers circling her skin as they enjoyed just being together.

'Mmm Stephen that was out of this world. I could get used to sex that mind blowing.'

When his only response was a distant 'hmm' she sat up a little looking at him. 'What..what are you thinking?'

His eyes flicked to her and the smile he gave her was positively wicked. 'Well you just gave me an idea. How would you feel about out of body sex in the astral plane?'

All she could do was laugh in disbelief, she had a feeling that her new life with Stephen was going to be so much more than she had ever envisaged but she wouldn't have it any other way.

And there we shall leave them. Thank you so much for coming along with me on this Strange departure and if you've enjoyed it maybe you'd be a sweetie and drop me a review. Who knows maybe someday I'll write the out of body follow up xx.