A Treasure Once Lost, Now Found.

WARNING! CHAPTER THREE IS A LITTLE JUICY, HENSE THE M RATING. IF YOU DON'T LIKE, DON'T READ! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

Thanks for the reviews so far, really appreciate them. Sorry for the slow update, got a bit carried away with chapter three, then had to tone it down a little and go writers block! Have no idea where this story is going yet, so requests and suggestions are welcome too! Enjoy! x

Chapter Three

Emily sat alone on the bed. She'd muted the television in the hope of hearing the conversation going on in the hall, but she was only able to hear muffled voices. She clambered off the bed and crept towards the door.

"I'm old Ben and I'm lonely, I don't want to spend the rest of my life regretting not giving this a try. Please Ben…" Emily smiled, moving back across to the bed. She'd heard all she needed.

Patrick closed the door behind him, looking across at the bed. Emily's eyes focused on his.

"How much of that did you eves drop on then?" he asked, smirking.

"Why do you assume I was eves dropping?"She interjected, looking defiant.

"Because I know you. And some things won't change; no matter how old we get!" A small smile broke at the corners of her mouth.

"I didn't hear much," She defended, lifting herself off the bed to stand before him. "Just enough to know we might just be on the same page. For once." She finished. Looking at him slightly expectantly, leaning her lips towards his.

"And which page might that be?" Patrick toyed, pulling his face away slightly to make eye contact.

"Oh! Four thousand, seven hundred and three. Where you stop asking me stupid questions and kiss me, you fool!" Patrick smiled, leaning in, pressing his forehead and nose against hers.

"And what happens on page four thousand, seven hundred and four?" He teased, holding her arms to her sides to prevent her from hitting him.

"Nothing, if you don't stop teasing me!"

"You really want me to?" he asked, trying to suppress a smile.

"Oh! For goodness sake, man!" Emily exploded, trying to pull herself away. Patrick laughed, pulling her closer to him. She struggled slightly, but as his lips met with hers, she relaxed. As Patrick's lips tingled and moved with hers, he could feel her smiling. He pressed his lips a little harder against hers, allowing her arms to break free and pulling her closer to him caressing her back with his hands.

Emily moved her arms over his shoulders and around the back of his neck, as they broke for air.

"You think your so clever, don't you?" she said, grinning.

"Yeah!" he replied.

"So…" she added. "What now?" Patrick smiled and gestured towards the bed. Emily laughed. "You've not redeemed yourself quite yet, Mr Gates."

"Haven't I?" He questioned, scooping her up effortlessly into his arms. "I'll sweep you off your feet and see if that helps then!" She laughed, allowing him to carry her back to the bed, resting her amongst the sheets. He sat on the bed beside her, running his hand across the side of her face, tucking her hair behind her ear. He lent nearer and traced the line his fingers had taken with kisses, sliding his other arm around her waist.

Emily tugged at the belt of her dressing gown, allowing it to come loose. Patrick had moved to her neck now, pressing his lips along her moist skin. He pushed the soft towelling gown from her shoulder, nipping her shoulder gently with his teeth. Her body shuddered beneath him. She reached for the belt of his dressing gown, allowing a moan to escape her lips as his caresses continued over her breast. She slid her hands across his bare shoulders, pushing the robe off him and pulling herself closer to him. She kissed the side of his head, pulling the attention of his lips back to hers. She opened her mouth slightly, allowing his tongue to intertwine with hers. His hands met with the waist of her bath robe, and pulled it away from her body. With his hands he explored her stomach and back, creeping closer to her hips, making her moan with pleasure again.

Patrick lifted her up into his lap, running his thumbs back along the bone of her hips. She pushed them forward to him, meeting the soft towel around his waist. She could feel him beneath the fabric, his arousal stiffening as her naked body came closer to him , his hands roamed freely across her back, pushing her bath robe away completely. Breaking the kiss he held her in his arms, looking into her eyes.

"I've missed you, Em." He said, breaking the silence. Emily rested her forehead against his.

"I've missed you too." She replied. Taking a deep breath in and sighing gently. He held her in his arms for several more moments, his skin tingling with emotion as he held her flesh to his. Emily was the first to move, shifting herself back to finish untying his dressing gown and pushing it back to reveal his erect penis. Patrick pulled himself further onto the bed and pulled her back towards him, easing himself inside her as he did so.

Gently, Patrick made love to her, every cell in his body tingling as he felt her close, for the first time in so long. He felt like he was finally complete, like he was coming home at last.

Emily moaned his name, her body unconsciously responding to his touch. Her heart pounded as they climaxed, feeling finally satisfied, finally complete. She rested in his arms, looking into his deep blue eyes. She smiled, as he gently placed a kiss on her nose.

"I told you I'd get you in my bed tonight." Patrick murmured. Emily slapped the side of his thigh.

"You think you're so clever, don't you." She laughed.

"Yes!" He said simply. He removed himself from her and pulled her back on top of him, in the direction of the pillows, wrapping the bed sheets around them.

Peaceful and contented they drifted off to sleep in each others arms, content at last.