"Oh god!"

Addison sank into the big white pillow and laughed. She could barely remember the last time she that she had felt so good. Well, orgasms can do that to you.

She turned her head to the side to look into her husband's pleased eyes.

"Wanna go again?" He asked, smirking lustily.

She bit her lip considering the option and her body already started tingling again, when he began placing kisses from her hand up to her shoulder.

"Derek..." She moaned. He had now reached her neck.

"Hmm?" He mumbled into her soft skin.

"Derek, we should really get up now, the others are probably already waiting for us..." She tried to get out of his embrace, but he pressed her back into the pillows again, softly but dominantly.

She laughed and let him attack her neck and jaw with kisses a little longer, before she escaped from the bed. It was hard, but they were in London only for a week and they had to make the most of it. Although this was definitely a part of it.

Derek groaned and watched his wife getting dressed. He wasn't really in the mood to ever get up again.

"Ugh, what is it with Sam and Nae? I mean, why do they want to get up so freaking early, when they don't even have to look after Maya..."

Addison tossed his clothes on the bed, urging him to get ready.

"Well, you know, honey, maybe they are just used to having sex in a big bed instead of on call rooms..." She grinned teasingly.

They had been married for almost eight years now. Their success grew steadily and their names had certainly become relevant in the world of medicine, but the time they spend as a couple had decreased enormously over the past two or three years. Sometimes the only place, where they could act on certain needs, was indeed an on call room, which was a shame, because their bed at home was pretty incredible, too.

Derek laughed in surprise. Normally she didn't joke about that topic, but was mad, when he couldn't be at home in time for longer than a week.

And yes, since Sam had quit surgery, his sexlife with Naomi was probably more frequent than theirs, but then again, neither Derek nor Addison would ever even think about quitting surgery for longer than a minute.

He got up as reluctantly as possible.

"I bet Mark isn't ready either." He mumbled, assuming that his best friend was probably screwing some chick from the hotel in a storeroom just about now.

Addison grinned slightly and raised one eyebrow.

"Yeah, well..."

She felt a little sorry for Mark. Travelling with two couples had to be annoying, whether he admitted it or not. Normally it was just him, Derek and her, because Nae and Sam lived in L.A. now, and the three of them got along really well. Mark was family, no doubt about that.

However, things had been kind of distant between her and Derek lately, so they really needed this trip to focus on each other. Mark knew that and she was sure that he understood, but she hoped he wouldn't feel excluded in some way.

Derek could joke around as much as he liked, but in fact Addison was not that different from Mark and she knew that screwing around was just helping him to overcome all the things that weren't right in his life.

It seemed like the less she saw Derek, the more she was spending time with Mark and that had definitely given her some insight.

Derek noticed that she wasn't as much into this topic anymore as she had used to be and he let it go.

He wasn't blind.

He knew that Addie and Mark had gotten closer since he hadn't had enough time for either of them.

As much as they could influence it, all three of them tried to adjust their worktimes to each other, but somehow that was easier for Mark and Addie to do than it was for him...

Anyway, at least he never failed to take time for vacations like this one, although it kind of annoyed him, that Sam and Nae had asked them to join their trip to London. He had rather been looking forward to spend some alone time with his wife.

"You look great! However, I can't wait to take these clothes off again..." He glanced over to Addison, who was studying herself in the mirror, and winked.

She laughed, came over to button up his shirt and kissed him.

"Seriously, what is it about this city that makes you so horny?"

His grin faded and he looked into her blue eyes as if he wanted to say something very, very important.

"I love you."

She was somehow overwhelmed by the way he said these words.

It was stupid, but every single time he stood her up, because he was busy at the hospital, she doubted, that their connection was still the same. Yet moments like this one right now made her feel secure again, proved that she still was his everything, even though he forgot to show that sometimes.

She kissed him again, longer this time and more passionately.

He let her take over his mouth, savoring the incredible feeling of her lips on his and her tounge massaging his.

Then she stopped and looked into his eyes again.

"I love you, too."

Even though they had been having sex almost all night long, this was the first time they felt really connected again.

Addison grapped his hand.

"Let's go."