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Author's note: This is the M-rated version of the 4th chapter to sportif (III). I'd say this is the spiced alternative version. You can read this or the T-rated fluff which is, well, less spicy ;-) and will be posted as soon as the last chapter here is out.

Please wait for it if you can't cope with M-rated texts. This alternative chapter is basically the same so you won't miss anything but some adult scenes if you skip it.

This thing has grown bigger and bigger so I've split it up in a few chapters.
I'll post them one by one - just because I'm evil! . \m/

Warning! This is M-rated for reasons! M-rated is for adults only! If you don't like stuff like this, then don't read it! If you read it anyway, don't blame me!

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Sportif (III) - alternative ch. 4 - Exercises 1

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Barbara woke up alone. She sensed it immediately, even with still closed eyes, that the warm body that had spent the night next to her, the man that had spent the night with her had been gone for quite some time when she opened her eyes a little later than the days before. Her alarm had buzzed softly at its usual time but she had put it on snooze two times. She had not wanted to face the world so soon. Apart from that she was quite tired. And she was entirely devastated that Tommy had left her before she had woken. She should get up by now and have a shower but at the moment she prefered to stay in bed. Maybe she would call in sick today. The duvet was warm and she still could sense a hint of Tommy's aftershave on it. And their sweat of love.

Tommy... Thinking of him Barbara sighed. Probably she would never call him by his given name again. Trying to forget that tonight she had repeatedly called him Tommy she remembered when that had happened for the first time yesterday. It had been on their boat trip when he playfully had shaken the boat just to tease her and she almost had fallen into the river. Oh, this boat trip had been so wonderfully romantic and still jolly after a day that had started with her giving him a qigong lesson. The case they were busy with at the moment seemed to be solved during the day by DI Lewis and DS Hathaway and Tommy had asked her out for dinner in the evening. It had been a real romantic date and afterwards they had been holding hands on their way to the boat hire for a few moments and on the river the tension between them still had increased. She even had invited him openly, yes, she even almost had told him to kiss her, but at that point he probably had not yet been sure if it was the right thing.

Or he was sure that it had been the wrong thing. she bitterly thought.

Later in the doorframe to her room he had given her a sweet good night kiss and then everything had seemed to fall in its place.

"Am I the lucky man who is allowed to sneak into your dreams tonight?" he had asked and suddenly all her fears had been gone. His eyes had shone dark and loving and with a genuine desire. She had not wanted to only dream of him.

"Yes." She had given him a shy smile when she had opened the door to let him pass. "Yes, you are."

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Despite her obvious invitation Tommy kept standing where he was, leaned against the doorframe, holding her hand, caressing her neck, smiling, and he earned an uncertain quizzical look from Barbara.

"You'll lead the way, Barbara." But first his hand at her neck caressed its way into her nape and he softly led her face close to his again. It was just a slight pressure that slowly brought their lips into contact once more. Barbara could have retreated if she had wanted to and Tommy even had stopped in front of her face but in fact she had been the one who closed the last inch to his lips.

This time their kiss was all but a sweet goodnight kiss. Barbara felt Tommy's lips gently nibbling at her mouth, she felt him wet her lips with his tongue so she parted them slightly to give him access. He sensed that she wanted to deepen the kiss but did not know how. She truly felt extremely unskilful in that moment. This was so tentative, so gentle and still it was such an erotic way to be kissed she never before had experienced. But she felt too wanton and did not want to appear desperate so she let him take the lead. When his tongue cautiously entered her open mouth she audibly exhaled into his. This man stirred the glow of her desire and she involuntarily pressed her body against his. Everything in her body trembled with excitement. Her hand that was not entwined with his went to his waist and she tugged impatiently at his belt. Tommy hugged her closer into his chest while their tongues twisted. The little appreciative sounds she made only inflamed his desire. Being tugged by her anyway he shamelessly ground his hip into hers to let her feel his growing need.

Both were heavily breathing when they eventually parted.

"Barbara." Tommy mumbled, not the slightest bit ashamed of the bulge in his trousers. It was definitely very welcomed by Barbara. She couldn't help rotating her hip against his groin. She wanted him and at the moment was not at all ashamed to show him. All accidental and all intended touches during this day finally exacted their toll and any more denial was futile anyway.

"We really should go in." Barbara almost moaned onto his lips. "Tommy."

But they shared yet another juicily desirous kiss in the doorframe before they managed to twist their embraced bodies into her room and closed her door by falling against it on the inside in a passionate kiss. Once safe from being disturbed by anyone inadvertently coming down the corridor their encounter turned rather impatient. All the sexual tension that had built up during the day finally broke loose and later they could not have said how they ended in her bed. Never stopping that kiss on the way there they somehow helped each other out of their clothes bit by bit until both got rid of every annoying piece of cloth between them and they fell onto the mattress together.

Barbara had started to unbutton his shirt when Tommy had rucked hers up and had placed his hands on her naked waist. Impatient like he was he stopped her and slipped out of the bothering thing and his T-shirt all in one movement. Almost asking for permission with his eyes he then slowly pushed her shirt up her chest and, since she had not objected, even had slightly nodded, up along her lifted arms until he had freed her and she stood before him with just her slacks and a bra. Her chest was blushing and she could not look at him properly until he took her hands and placed them on his chest.

"You do want this, don't you?" he almost anxiously asked.

"Mmmh... bit afraid of what is happening here," she admitted silently but stroked his chest gently and pressed her lips against it. Her voice was merely a whisper when she continued onto his areola. "but yes, I want this."

It caused a layer of gooseflesh under her lips but Tommy waited and enjoyed it until her lips had travelled up to his throat from where he took over. He bent his head and put all the love he felt for this woman, all the admiration, all the respect and all the desires he harboured and all the understanding in the reassuring kiss he gave her.

Barbara almost melted in the heat of this tenderness and did not really feel that he was skilfully opening the clasp of her bra. Unconsciously she wriggled it down her arms and only realised what had happened when the tips of her breasts eventually brushed his chest.

"Whoa..." she breathed into his mouth while Tommy twisted his upper body until his belly pressed on hers and it still was just the slightest touch their chests shared. Following the lead of their bellies their lower bodies quickly rubbed cloth against cloth again. Tommy's hands slid around Barbara's chest and with a light pressure he pulled her close. Let alone the touch of his hands made her shiver but feeling the warmth of his skin on hers almost let her knees collapse.

Keeping their lips connected Tommy led them further into the room, closer to her bed, and somewhere on the way they both discarded their shoes quite unceremoniously. Somewhere on the way the button of his jeans was opened by her hesitant fingers which only dared to also open the zipper but then stroked around his waist again. The delicate touch made him almost need to rip off his trousers. Somewhere on the way his hands that had roamed her back fidgeted with the button on her slacks. The promising touch made her stand on her tiptoes and trap his hands between their bodies. Somewhere on the way and a bit impatiently - because his hands had to leave her body - Tommy got rid of his trousers and socks in one motion.

The hollows of her knees hit the bed and his hands slid under her waistband. Barbara's arms seemed to snake around his neck by their own will while their lips and tongues and chests hardly ever parted. Her slacks hit the ground. Skilled by years of practice with untidily undressing Barbara got out of trousers and socks in one move like Tommy had done.

"Open your eyes and look at me, Barbara." Tommy breathed after he had ended the current kiss.

Slightly dizzy Barbara did so. His tender face welcomed her vision and she smiled defeated. "Yah?"

While his hands seductively stroked her bottom she involuntarily pressed herself closer against the promising hardness in his pants. Briefly he closed his eyes and Barbara was almost abashed about the effect she had on him.

"I just..." he croaked. "I just wanted to let you know that I love you-" Tommy observed that her eyes went wide at those words. "-before I pull down your panties."

His hands slid under the cloth and squeezed her bum cheeks.

"Because that's what I do." He smiled at the sharp intake of breath Barbara made. "Both."

"I-" Her eyes darted from Tommy's eyes to his mouth and back while he waited patiently. "I-" she started again while her knickers slid down slowly inch by inch. "I-" Even her third attempt to form a full sentence was unsuccessful feeling his fingers softly press the flesh between her bottom and her thighs. She could only nod, close her eyes and fiercely press her lips onto his. Seconds later two pieces of underwear joined her slacks on the floor. Another few seconds later they both sunk down on her bed together.

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