Katherine's List Part 2

by Donna and Toni

Katherine was an early riser, something Michele was not even on a day when he didn't stay up late the night before. So when she got up and then drug him out of bed to go get a bite to eat downstairs, he disappeared the first chance he could to go get some more sleep back in the room he was to share with Jeremie.

Once he had left, Kat wandered around, trying to find someone else who was up at the break of dawn. She found Rayden preparing the pit that the pig would be roasted in out in the back yard and the two of them talked about what was going to be on the menu for the luau. But when he had to pop back in the house to take care of one of the twins, she was left alone again.

Hearing a noise coming from the kitchen, she went back into it and there she found Hugh Fitzcairn poking around the cabinets, admiring the selection of cooking utensils Rayden kept there to *play* with. She delicately cleared her throat, causing Fitz to nearly drop the spoon he was examining. When he saw who it was, he smiled, "Lady Katherine! I'm sorry if I was snooping around in the kitchen without permission, but I wanted to see the tools of Rayden's trade, at least in cooking. He has an impressive selection!" His voice was tinged with a slight bit of worry that she might report him for unauthorized snooping, as it were.

"It's alright, Fitz," she said with a smile. "Rayden told me he had fun poking around the kitchen at the Bistro too. So what are you doing up so early? Or did you never go to bed last night?"

"Oh no, my lady. Since, I've had the Bistro to care for, I often get up early, to make sure all is ready for the daily opening. I guess it's habit by now for me to rise at this hour." With his worry gone, his eyes sparkled as he again smiled at her. "And you? Are you always such an early riser as well?"

"Always!" she chuckled. "Which tends to annoy the heck out of people who like to sleep in till noon. I'm usually at the coffee shop before six every morning myself." Rummaging through the refrigerator, she found some orange juice and got it out. Kat poured two glasses full and gave him one. As she stepped up to him, Fitz couldn't help but take a peek down the front of the robe she was wearing.

When his eyes came up to meet hers, he smiled softly, "You are certainly a beautiful woman, my lady. Made even more beautiful by the treasure you hold, I must say." He reached down between them and caressed her belly gently. She didn't seem to mind in the least his now open looking down her robe.

Her eyes sparkling, she drank her juice and took her prenatal vitamin from the bottle that was is in the pocket of her robe. Then with another one of her room brightening smiles, she turned to walk out of the kitchen. Pausing at the door, she looked back and said sweetly, "Coming?"

"Oh yes, lass, but hopefully not too soon." He couldn't help giving voice to his happy mood with a silly line in reply to her call, and they both laughed as he followed her out of the kitchen. The two of them went upstairs and into the room that had been prepared for Katherine. She had made the bed before leaving it earlier and had opened the windows to allow the cool morning breeze to freshen the air in the room. He was delighted to see the old European style bed with the heavy curtains around it.

"I have satisfactorily entertained many members of royalty in beds like this one through the years, and I hope to keep up the tradition now," he smiled, giving a respectful nod in recognition of her nobility. Then he gave a small bow, and smiled softly, "Lady Katherine, I am yours, to do with as you will. Please be gentle with me." He knew he was going to have a wonderful time, and wanted her to have the same.

Laughing merrily at him, Katherine walked up and proceeded to take his clothes off, one piece at a time. When he made a move to help her, she slapped his hand away and told him to let her do it. When she was done she ran her hand lightly down his chest and belly stopping just shy of an area that was already visibly responding to her attentions. Then, walking around him, her hand caressed his buttocks before she gave him a playful swat on one of them. She then moved in front of him again, and with agonizing slowness, untied her robe.

His eyes showed both his happiness and arousal, as he looked her over, and he said softly, "I was right. Your condition *does* make you look even more beautiful than before. May I?" He wanted to hold her, and feel that beauty against him.

With just a slight nod of her head, she gave him permission. She was playing the grand Lady for him, something that thrilled him to no end. One of the things he had really enjoyed over the years was consorting with many of the women of the royal houses of Europe.

He drew her close, nuzzling her neck and inhaling her sweet scent. He placed gentle kisses on it, then started to work his way down, kissing her ever so gently on her swollen breasts, her rib cage....when he got to her rounded belly, he gave that an especially gentle kiss, and said softly, "Good morning, little lady. I hope your mum will give me the opportunity to play with you once you make your appearance into this world." He then continued on, till he was kneeling in front of her femininity, and proceeded to kiss and nuzzle her there as well. He was enjoying very much inhaling the sweet scent of her arousal as he did.

Katherine couldn't help but smile as he talked to her unborn daughter. She had always talked to the little ones that were still within the comfort of their mother's wombs and it made her happy to have someone talk to her child the same way. After a moment, he stood up and removed the robe completely from her. After drinking in the vision of her delicate beauty he took her by the hand and led her to the tall bed.

He laid her down so gently, she felt as if she were made of porcelain. Still laying on their sides facing each other, he proceeded to hold her close with one arm and let the other tenderly wander over her, touching her everywhere. He kissed her sweetly, but also allowed her to feel the desire already well established in him for her. When his fingers reached the soft patch of hair between her legs, he stroked her moist folds, paying special attention to her delicate nub.

Moaning softly, her hips arched toward him. The pleasure that was flowing over her body as a result of his ministrations was echoed into his own; Fitz opened his eyes wide in surprise. He had pleasured countless women over the centuries, but this was the first time he could really know what they felt when a man touched them.

Still, he accepted this extra pleasure, glad to know she was enjoying herself. When he proceeded to slip a finger very gently inside her, stroking her inside as he'd already done outside, she shuddered gently and came, her moan a little louder as her hands on his shoulders tightened. He cuddled her as he rode it out with her, and kissed and nuzzled her as she recovered. When she looked up at him with dazed eyes, they were nearly all pupil with arousal, and he smiled softly, "I'm glad I am pleasing you so far, my lady."

"Ye hae indeed, kind sir," she answered in a thick Scottish burr. Then pushing him onto his back she began to attack him with hungry kisses and skillful caresses that soon had his whole body feeling like it was on fire with desire. He was rock hard and gasping in no time, and as he felt her mouth on his hardness as he stroked her hair, he tried thinking of anything even remotely boring, to avoid losing his control in her beautiful mouth. That was *not* where he wanted to let himself go!

Kat was fully aware of what she was doing though, and stopped just a moment before it would have been too late. Chuckling wickedly, her mouth once again found his as her body pressed up against his.

Still being gentle with her, he managed to maneuver her so that she straddled his groin, and lowered her slowly onto him. They both groaned into each other's mouths as he filled her, a little at a time, and he started to move. During the whole time they moved together, they barely stopped kissing except to breathe once in awhile.

Being on top, Katherine was able to control the depth of penetration and the tempo of their lovemaking. It was quite clear to him that she was feeling extremely good at the moment and that particular feeling was getting even stronger as her arousal intensified. She broke the kiss and bit his chin before rising up to begin to ride his manhood in earnest.

The moans were louder now, since their mouths were apart, and he caressed her breasts, her belly, even reaching to stroke her nub once again as she moved mercilessly on him. With all this reciprocal attention going on, when he finally did come, it was at the same time as her, and they clutched each other and cried out together, him still being able to feel her pleasure as well as his own. He wondered if she could feel his, vaguely, as his peak passed and he started to relax. He brought her carefully down to lay on top of him, and they cuddled each other in a perfect state of bliss.

They lay that way until their breathing and heart rates had returned to normal. Katherine raised up and kissed him deep and hard, her eyes shining with mischief. "Ye will do," she said as she nibbled on an ear. "Yer nae ha' bad for an Englishman!" In mock outrage he rolled her over and attacked her ear in the same manner. Then relaxing again, they lay together until the wonderful smell of the roasting pig began to fill the air and the sounds of people talking and laughing drifted in through her open window.