"You can open your eyes now," he whispered.

When he swam into focus, he was poised on his hands and knees, leaning down. She watched the faint light casting shadows over the muscle of his back and arms. His hair was mussed where she'd laced her fingers through it. She could feel, more than see the tip of his erection resting against her thigh. His chin landed just below her navel. He was breathtaking.

Left over trails of whipped cream striped her torso. He grinned, and she saw his tongue peek out through his teeth. She watched breathless, as he moved up her body, rapidly lapping up every bit of cream from her skin. When he reached her mouth he kissed her with everything he had. Mac's blood sang in her veins. She wanted this man. Needed him with every fiber of her soul. If she could find the strength to move she'd flip him over and take him in a second flat. He had other ideas. She felt him tug her up to a sitting position, then to her feet. She didn't have time for embarrassment when her knees faltered. He was already scooping her up into his arms. Still not breaking the kiss, he carried her unerringly to the bathroom. Once there he set her on the floor and turned on the shower. Still joined at the mouth, they stepped in.

The stood beneath the hot spray, basking in the feeling of wet warm skin against skin. To her surprise the passion of his kisses increased, but now they were laced with a loving tenderness that stole her breath. She hadn't expected this. Hadn't expected to feel so many raw emotions coming from deep within him. And yet, it was so like Harm. He was everything, a warrior, a lover, a jester, a giver, a receiver, a servant, and a king, all wrapped in one. It shouldn't have surprised her that he would show every side in one single bout of lovemaking.

Their breathing was labored as they touched every piece of flesh within reach. Harm kissed Mac's neck and shoulders and breasts over and over, dropping low to suckle on her sensitive bud, only to be pulled back up and once again kissed breathless.

Panting he looked her in the eye. "Mac…"

"Please, no more teasing." She breathed. He'd brought her so close to the edge so many times in the last few hours. Only to hold back and delay their joining. She'd accepted this, realizing his need for recovery time, after all he was only human, but now there was no question in her mind. He was fully recovered, and pressing firmly against her belly. Her breath came in gasps as his hands took the weight of her breasts.

He kissed the sensitive skin beneath her ear. "Tell me what you want."

"You," she pled. "I want you. Now."

Harm dropped his hands down, cupped her six, and lifted her. He turned and pressed her against the wall. His weight keeping her in place. "Now?"

"Now!" She gasped. "Harm, right now!"

The moment the words were out of her mouth he drove hard into her. She cried out at his total possession. Shuddering at the feeling of absolute completeness. He held her firm against the tile, stilling for a brief moment. "I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" He whispered.

"No, don't you dare stop!"

With that he began to move in earnest. Giving her his all. She closed her eyes and surrendered. Feeling her soul unravel little by little with each powerful thrust of his hips. She wrapped her legs around his waist, opening completely to him. Harm kneaded her six, as he moved inside her. It didn't take long until his thrusts became erratic. His body tensing against hers. She held on tight, feeling her own release just a moment away. She pressed in closer, grinding her pelvis against him.

Harm heard her breathing change, and pulled back enough to see her face. Her eyes were clenched tight as she bore down poised for release. He held back, waiting for her. "Mac," he whispered. "Mac look at me." She opened her eyes. They were foggy with desire. He held her gaze. "I love you," he told her. Then tightened his hold, and buried himself swiftly inside her. She came undone before his eyes. He watched in satisfaction as she arched her back, and cried out his name. Her muscled convulsed rapidly around him and he clamped down on his control. He wanted her to see him surrender to her, as she had to him.

Her orgasm subsided, and Mac slumped, panting against the wall. When her eyes focused on Harm, she noticed his jaw was clenched tight, and he was still hard as steel inside her. She kissed him slow and deep and began to move her hips. "My turn," she told him, and her movements became stronger and more deliberate. "I love you," she said. "Let it go."

He held her eyes as he moved with her, within moments his body tensed, and he thrust one more time inside her, she felt the warm pulse of fluid as he gave himself to her body and soul.

They stayed together that way for a long moment. Panting, basking in the soul shattering love they shared.

Slowly Harm released her, and helped her to stand. She grinned. "I don't think my legs will work."

"Mine either," he replied. He shook his head. "I know I've said this before, but wow!"

"I agree," she said emphatically, accepting the towel he offered her.

A few minutes later they fell into bed, utterly exhausted and thoroughly happy.

Harm pulled Mac's body closer to him, and laid a kiss on the back of her neck. Their breathing had slowed to almost normal. Their spent bodies moist with exertion and the water of the shower. Mac turned over to face him, and laid a soft kiss on his swollen lips. She chuckled and ran a hand through his still soaked hair, disengaging it from his forehead. For a moment she just looked at him. Her finger lightly tracing the line of his jaw.

"What?" Harm asked, unable to read her expression.

"I forgot how beautiful you are." She said softly.

Harm smiled and pulled her close, first kissing her shoulder, then her cheek. "That's my line." He said in her ear.

Mac grinned. "You used it once, now it's my turn."

Harm laughed and rolled her beneath him, propping himself up on his elbows. He leaned down and kissed her full and deep, and then drew back to look at her. Her skin glowed in the light of the rising sun. He smiled down at her and said. "Happy New Year, Mac."

"Happy New Year." She replied. Pulling him down to kiss her once more, then rolling them both once again to the side, and covering up with the blanket. Safely wrapped up in each other, it took them mere moments to drift into sleep.

The End