Cameron tried not to fall on top of Penny, tried to fall next to her so he didn't rest his full weight on her, but it was nearly impossible, because he was out of breath and suddenly exhausted. He felt like he'd run a marathon, then sprinted up a hill.

"God, I'm sorry, I must be so heavy," he gasped, even as he relished collapsing into her soft and pleasantly moist body. She smelled incredible, too, an amazing mixture of perfume, powder, woman, and just Penelope.

"No, I like it, please," Penny insisted, pulling him into herself and wrapping him up in her arms. She turned them so they were facing each other, on their sides.

Cam smiled at her, delighted to be this close to a hugely smiling Penelope. "My god, you look incredible," he told her, still panting for breath. "I don't think I've ever seen you look so beautiful. And that was amazing. I've never gone bareback before, I can see why it's so popular."

She, too, was breathing rapidly, her breasts brushing against his chest every time she took a breath. She was flushed, lips dark red and parted, eyes wide, pupils still dark and blown. She leaned in and kissed Cam, a smacking noise that was loud in the bedroom. "I'm really, really happy, Cameron," she announced to him. "I'm so happy I might start to cry again, which is really embarrassing for me, because I don't usually cry this much, I want you to know."

"Why do you feel like crying?" he asked, honestly curious.

Penny shrugged. "We were so close it was like we were one person, you know?" she said, suddenly serious, her smile gone. She touched Cam's face. "You were inside my body, and it was incredible, like you could see through me or something." Sure enough, a tear fell from her eye and streaked toward the pillow.

Cam nodded. "And that's what it should be like, every time," he whispered, grasping her hand and kissing the palm. "Every time, dear, dear Penguin." He kissed her, softly at first, then with more passion, turning so he was pressing her head into the pillow. "I'm sorry it wasn't so up to now, but I mean make it true from now on, okay?"

He kissed her again and again, wrapping his arms around her as he found a more comfortable position. He gently stroked her soft body, loving how lush it was, how it had no bony protrusions or angular spots.

"I love your body, and I love your face," he murmured. "And I love your voice. I love your gentle spirit, and your kind, giving heart, and your sharp mind." He kissed her again, moaning comfortably. "And I love you, all of you, Penelope Patrick, you hear me?"

Penny's eyes flew open at hearing the magic words, the words everyone longs to hear. She looked up to see Cameron's gorgeous face looking down at her, eyes serious, slight hint of a smile hovering about his mouth.

"I love you, Cameron Aldobrandeschi," she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck and lunging up to kiss him as she locked her legs around his hips. "I love everything about you, too. You're beautiful in every way, and I wouldn't change anything about you, even if I could."

She flexed her hips into him, and tightened herself around him, so that he began to get hard again without ever having left her body. Without the condom between them. He could feel everything so much more; the warmth of her body, the slick wetness of her, everything just felt wetter and more magnified.

"Now love me again, Cam, love me," she murmured, lying back on the bed and arching her back into him as she smiled.

Her words, the way she said them, coupled with the look on her face and her posture, were enough to make him excited all over again, and he could feel himself starting to pulse again deep inside Penny's body.

She squeezed again, and bore down on him, hard.

"Oh, fuck, that feels good," he moaned leaning forward to rest his cheek against her shoulder. "Jesus, I'm going to lose control if you keep-- doing--doing--"

In response Penny did just that, pressing on his bottom and holding him to her as she rolled her hips into him and pressed her breasts into his chest as well.

"Come on, Cam, again, again, please," she murmured, nipping at his ear lobe before sponging a trail of kisses down his neck.

"Ah, god, Penny, you're going to kill me," Cam groaned, starting to thrust into her, pressing his toes into the bed for traction as he did so. "Shit--" He braced his arms on the bed by his elbows and lifted his head so he could look down at her face. "You fucking beautiful woman, what are you doing to me?"

"I believe you're doing it to me, sir," Penny managed to say primly as she closed her eyes and lifted her chin into the air when she felt yet another thrust. She opened her mouth though no sound emerged.

In response, Cam grasped Penny's leg by the calf and lifted it higher on his hip, changing the angle so he could drive deeper into her, causing her to gasp even louder on the next thrust. "How's that?" he managed to ask. "Too deep, love?"

She shook her head. "More," she responded, lifting her leg even higher of her own accord by grasping it with her hand and straightening it nearly next to Cam's ear.

He saw it next to his head and widened his eyes. "Flexible," he gasped, impressed.

"Yoga," she answered with a wink.

"Fuck, I'm in so deep now," Cam whispered, almost to himself. "Going to make you feel so good, yeah? Want you to come now, okay love? Want you to come really hard--" And he reached between them, putting his thumb on her, rubbing in tight circles until he felt her pressing against him and gasping against his mouth as she shuddered and climaxed, really hard, as he'd instructed.

He followed, moments later, pressing deep into her, feeling himself rubbing against something inside her with the tip of himself at the apex of each thrust. Knowing that nothing was between them made their connection seem almost primeval in Cam's mind. "Oh my god," he moaned, awed, when he finally finished. "I've never been ready for another go so fast, and my second go has never been so amazing or so strong, either."

"I didn't even know guys could 'go' twice in a row like that," Penny mentioned, smoothing his damp hair away from his forehead. I thought we'd just, you know, fuck, but that you wouldn't finish. Frederick--" she stopped talking for a moment when she saw the look on Cam's face at the mention of her ex's name "--was usually out cold and finished with sex for at least a week after an orgasm."

"You know what, love? Let's make a pact to not mention that one's name when we're in flagrante, yeah?" Cameron kissed Penny's cheek as he spoke. "What do you say?"

Penny laughed softly and nodded. "Sounds like a plan."

Cam slowly lifted off her, grimacing as he did so. "Wow," he marveled.

"Wow, what?"

"There's just a lot of, erm, stuff," Cameron said delicately.

"Stuff?"

"Yes. Usually most of it is in the, you know, the condom," he explained. "And I think you brought a lot of lubrication to the party," he added.

"Cam? Are you saying I was really wet?" Penny asked.

Cameron nodded. "There's going to be one hell of a wet spot on the bed," he laughed.

"So I was wetter than other women you've been with?"

Cam nodded again. "Much more so."

"How weird." Penny twirled some of Cam's hair around her finger as she spoke.

"Why's that?"

"Well, he who shall remain nameless used to complain about how dry I was," Penny explained. "In fact, he used to buy this stuff and make me put it on myself before we did anything. 'Penny's Penzoil,' he used to call it. He thought there was something wrong with me."

"Perhaps you just weren't excited," Cameron said gently, grasping Penny's hand and kissing it.

"No 'perhaps' about it," Penny said grimly. The corners of her mouth turned down and trembled, but she didn't cry.

"Oh," Cam sighed quietly as he took her in his arms, kissing the crown of her head over and over. "Sh, shh, my love, shh, don't think about it any more, you're here with me now, right?"

Penny nodded.

"You know what I'd like to do?" She finally asked, her voice muffled against his shoulder.

"What's that, Penguin? Your wish is my command."

"I want to take a bath in your huge, beautiful tub."

Cam rose and held out a hand to her. "Let's go, then."

"Just like that?"

"Just like that."

So they went to the master bath, and Cam turned on the water full blast. He even found some very nice bath salts, left from when his sister Vivi had visited, and added them to the swirling tub of water, and turned on the jets.

"Oh my god, this feels marvelous," Penny moaned as she sank into the bubbles and scented water. "This is huge!"

"You want me to join you?"

Penny looked at Cam, who was sitting on the edge of the tub, clad only in his boxer briefs.

"That sounds great!"

So he stripped, barely giving her time to admire his sinewy, perfect body, and stepped into the tub, stretching out opposite her so his toes were tickling her hips.

Then they took turns washing each other's hair, using the hand held attachment to rinse off, and for a while Penny lay on top of Cam, her wet hair tickling his arms, her chin resting on his chest, pleasantly spent, as they laughed and cuddled in the warm jets.

"Shall we get out before we turn into prunes?" Cam finally asked.

"Okay," Penny replied reluctantly, rising and letting the water and bubbles run off her.

"Wow, look how amazing you look," Cam said, eyeing her appreciatively.

"You know, I never got over being embarrassed at having people see me naked, but I don't mind having you look at me. Isn't that funny?" Penny asked, stepping out to grab a towel.

"I think it's nice," Cam said, rising and grabbing a towel himself. "I've never really cared."

"That's because you have a perfect body," Penny said with a laugh.

"I think it's more from being photographed close to naked since I was fifteen," Cam responded drily.

So they put their pajamas back on and climbed back into bed, where they fell into the warmest, most comfortable, blissful sleep they'd had in months.

And Cameron, being the gentleman he was, slept in the wet spot, of course.