The Perfect Fit - A Psychic Romance, Laney's Past Life & Love Read Online Free Page B

little around the edge of the water, and chose a spot to sit down. Taking an apple from my basket, I reached out to hand it to Jeanne Pierre. For a second he hesitated, we were lost in each other's eyes. My heart was pounding and I could feel myself breathing faster, how could I feel like I was melting and yet be on fire at the same time? This wasn't just physical attraction, although that was definitely there, this was something deeper. My heart felt like it was talking to his, a silent but incredibly powerful language, one we both intimately understood.
    He took the apple, putting it to the side. In one sweeping movement he gently brought his hand up to my face and traced his fingers slowly over my mouth, circling my chin and then so slowly from my neck to the edge of my dress. Thankfully he didn't stop there. I could feel his touch slightly firmer on the outside of my clothes. The contrast of his touch, first gentle and then firm creating an ecstasy inside of me, one which I had neither the hope nor desire to control.
    As I lay back onto the grass his other hand, fingers spread wide and palm wonderfully firm, pressed down on my belly, downwards, slowly and purposefully. I briefly glimpsed the sky above before I surrendered to the blissful internal shivers, filled with a warmth I'd never encountered before. It was as if he was savouring me and my body, his touch brought my senses alive, my only intention to surrender and embrace the magic between us.
    Unhurried, he pressed his muscular body against mine, kissing me gently at first and then with more pressure and urgency. God I wanted him so badly, and he wanted me. Moving my hands from his back, down to the strong muscles of his buttocks and thighs and then with an intake of breath I feel his firm excitement, throbbing in my hands.
    Holding me close and firm, he expertly pushed into me. Gasping in pleasure, I held him closer. It's as if we both instinctively knew each other, moving in a perfect rhythm and harmony, each rise and fall a seamless flow into the next. We were the perfect fit.
    We savoured that afternoon. After the first time we lay back, me in his arms. His fingers never stopped gently caressing me, as if he had found something precious. Later we swam naked in the lake, making love in the water.
    Standing on the shore, we took in the scene and the wonderful afternoon. Behind me he wrapped me in his arms, kissing the base of my neck, his hands cupped across my belly. I felt safe and loved and so happy. I loved that way he held me, holding me safe that way, making me feel so treasured.
    I think I might have embarrassed Heather with my honest revelations but they were so real and vivid, to be honest
I
was a bit embarrassed at sharing them but there was no way I wanted to stop what I was seeing and feeling. I remember being glad afterwards that I hadn't actually had an orgasm there on her therapists couch and that I was the only one who knew how close I was!
    There were more sexual encounters but Heather moved the story on, to see how the life panned out and what if anything needed to be done as regards to life lessons and any unfinished business for my soul.
    Jeanne Pierre and I had lived a happy life together, we had children of our own and he would stand behind me holding me in the same way, this time his hands preciously holding my pregnant belly. I don't know why that felt so special to me. Maybe it was because I felt secure, maybe it was feeling his strength and his frame behind me, maybe was it was how special it made me feel. In that embrace I could sense he really cared, he saw our love as a gift we were blessed to share and he always made me feel like a goddess. He was my wonderful god.
    Unfortunately the rest of my family were not so pleased at our union and it transpired that he and I lived estranged from my family. They could not accept my love for such a person, they assumed he had bewitched me and tried in all sorts of ways to break us apart.
    We moved