Author's Note: As I promised, a nice, steamy scene between the these two. It's not terribly graphic; Much more poetic than graphic, actually. Without further adieu, I give you CHAPTER THREE:P

The door stood open for what seemed like an eternity. He hadn't been so nervous since their wedding night. His hands were almost shaking with fear. What if he couldn't please her?

Emily, too, was nervous about entering their bedroom, nervous she would not be able to pleasure her husband as she had before. She looked over at him to study his form; Their eyes met and she blushed.

"Are you as nervous as I am?" Richard asked softly, turning so they wee facing each other, their sides toward the door. His fingers laced with her much more slender ones. He could feel her shaking, a soft smile gracing his lips. The tall man gingerly moved her hands to his lips and pressed a kiss to them. "I'll take that as a yes." he whispered.

The red haired woman laughed nervously and looked down at her feet, trying to think of something to say to her husband, nothing coming to mind

As if he had heard her mind clinking, Richard leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips, his hands moving to cup her cheeks. His tongue daringly traced her bottom lip, begging for entrance to her silken lips. His wife moaned and looped her arms around his neck, her hands threading through his silky salt and pepper hair.

They slowly began making their way through the bedroom door, not wanting to was a second of their sweet paradise. Hands and fingers brushed against fabrics of clothes as the couple undressed each other. He slowly unbuttoned her silky pajama top, pressing tender kisses against her neck and whispering sweet nothings in her ear.

Sweet nothings

Candy kisses

It means something

Endless bliss

Emily's hands were still buried in his hair, her finger nails gently grating against his scalp. A moan slipped through her lips as his lips moved from her neck to her collar bone, his tongue licking a particularly sensitive spot. The woman gasped as her body began to ignite into a raging inferno, her skin tingling and her eyes fluttering closed.

Richard groaned as his erect member pressed against her thigh, his pajama bottoms and hers the only thing keeping his flesh from contacting hers. He kept his lips on her collar bone as his hands slowly moved down her arms and sides to the waist of her pajamas. He nervously lowered them down her body, then tossed them aside. His hands moved back to her opened top and helped her slide her arms from it. He began placing tender kisses along her stomach and up to her breasts where his lips ventured along the mounds like he had several times in the past.

The red haired woman was panting now, her heart pounding against her chest so loudly, she was sure he was able to hear and feel it. Her hands gripped at the sheets ans she drew her legs up slightly. Her right hand moved to his back, gently scraping up his back and against his neck before threading through his hair once again. A gasp escaped her as he pressed delicate kisses in the valley between her breasts and worked his way back up her chest and to her neck. His lips eventually met hers again and passionately kissed her, his tongue tracing her bottom lip, begging for entrance in the petal-soft lips he got so much pleasure in knowing would forever be his to kiss.

He taller, stronger man continued his ministrations, a gasp escaping him when his lover hooked her thumbs in his pajama bottoms and quickly dropped them to his knees. He broke their kiss and looked into her eyes as she helped him rid himself of the bothersome trousers. "Make love to me." she whispered softly, her words barely audible to either of them. He simple nodded and bit his lip as he moved to enter, so nervous about not being able to please her.

The couple became one with loud moans of pleasure leaving both of their throats, her higher, more airy one clashing passionately with his deep velvety baritone one. They moved cautiously at first, as if they were in need of a map; They soon found their rhythm and moved together as one, soft gasps escaping her lips accompanied by his deep growls and groans.

Richard bent down and kissed her deeply as he quickened their pace, his grip on her hips tightening ever so slightly. His wife tilted her body, her hips more than anything else, to help bring them both the fullest amount of pleasure they could receive from one another. He moaned into her mouth as her muscles clenched slightly around him.

Emily looped her arms around his neck again as their broke their kiss for a gasp of air. She brought his lips back to hers and kissed him with a fiery passion that filled her heart and was for him and him only. She felt herself teetering near the edge of her climax, her muscles tightening and readying themself for the explosion that was sure to come.

Her husband felt the same building sensation in his body and continued to kiss her as deeply and passionately as he could, only breaking away slightly to breathe before plunging back in to the passionate battle of their tongues.

He broke his hold of her lips and cried out her name as he came, his name falling from her lips as well, her orgasm rocking her as his shook his core. He collapsed beside her, not registering the fact that she rolled with him to keep him inside of her as the remnants of their climaxes dissolved into their forms.

Her eyes met his as they opened their eyes looked at each other, a blissfully content smile gracing their features. "That was ... amazing." she whispered, still gasping for breath as her heart continued to pound against her chest. "Absolutely amazing."

He could do nothing but grin broader as she complimented him after all the months they were apart. "Yes, you were." he replied, chuckling softly at the blush that filled her cheeks. His hand cupped said cheeks and brought her slightly swollen lips to his for a tender, gentle kiss, not of the fiery passion as the ones before, but of the gentle flow of love that they shared.

Emily broke the kiss and settled into his embrace as a yawn left her body. "Tired, Mrs. Gilmore?" her husband asked, the grin on his face evident in his voice. She could only grin in return and look up at him with tired, but elated, eyes.

"Yes, I am." she replied softly. "Mr. Gilmore seems to know how to tucker his wife out quickly. Not that I didn't enjoy it, I mind you. He's quite pleasurable. Utterly wonderfully exhausting." She smiled as his body shook softly with his laughter and relished in the feeling of his arms wrapping around her and holding her naked from to his equally nude one.

Richard gently let his hand stroke her back, coaxing her to sleep after uttering a soft. "I love you, Emily." He felt tears well in his eyes as the words he had longer to hear left her lips.

"I love you, too, Richard."

Moans in the night

The morn will follow

With birds taking flight

And no longer will hearts be hollow

Author's Note: Well ... I know it isn't terribly long, but I love this chapter most. No, not because of their interactions. Because of the love that's shown in it. I think I'll end it here as well. Unless you all want more. :P :) Leave a review and I'll see what I can do. Thanks!