"Babe, where are you?"

"Over here Gill."

"What in God's name are you doing?"

"Just came to fetch some ice."

"Is it possible to get heatstroke from inside the house?"

"If I throw some ice in the front of your blouse it might help."

"Yeah well it's hot and if I remember correctly you promised me some ice-cream."

"Really? I don't remember making that promise."

"Oh shut up."

Gillian started walking out of the kitchen and Cal noticed just how short the shorts are that she's wearing. He felt a familiar stirring down south.

"Cal!"

Cal scooped two bowls of ice-cream and took it into the living room. Just to find Gill wasn't there.

"Gill. Darling where are you?"

"In the bedroom."

When Cal got to the door of the bedroom he almost dropped the bowls of ice-cream. There Gillian was standing naked in the middle of their bedroom.

"Pick your jaw up from the ground darling," Gillian said with a laugh.

"I wasn't staring. I was just admiring a piece of exquisite art."

"Admiring huh?"

"Well yeah you know... I think it is possible to get heatstroke from inside the house," Cal said as he began to feel unusually hot.

Gillian smirked to herself and walked over to him and took the bowls of ice-cream from him and put it on the dresser. She walked back to Cal and began taking his shirt off.

"The heat making you naughty darling?"

"Well you know, I need something to cool me off, but up your not up to it I ca..."

Gillian was interrupted by Cal who gave her a scorching kiss while altogether taking his pants and underwear off. Cal backed them up into the bed and he lightly pushed Gillian back. He patted the inside of her thigh, motioning for her to open up. And she obliged. With one swift movement he swept his skilled fingers through her wet folds. Gillian gasped at the sudden contact.

"No need for foreplay today Cal, I'm ready."

Gillian moved to the middle of the bed and after a few seconds Cal was on top of her. With one swift movement Cal was inside her. With one push he was even deeper than before.

"Oh God!"

"That's just the preview darling."

With that said Cal began to move. Slow at first but after Gillian's pleading got too much he quickened his pace. Cal took her one leg and threw it over his hip, giving him better access. He knew he hit the right spot when Gillian suddenly screamed in pleasure.

"Damn, Cal!"

"Well I could always stop if this is..."

"Don't you dare!"

Cal knew he was nearing the edge and he began stroking Gillian. Not long after that Gillian's breathing became shallower and Cal pumped harder and faster, wanting to see her come undone before him. He was going so fast that the headboard was banging against the wall. With his last thrust Gillian arched her back and screamed out his name. Feeling her go limp Cal let go and with one feral grunt Cal emptied himself inside her and collapsed on top of her.

"That was bloody magnificent," Cal said as he rolled from her.

"As the Great Cal Lightman would say: 'abso-bloody-lutely'.

Cal pulled Gillian closer and kissed her.

"I love you darling."

"After almost two years of marriage I never get tired of hearing that...and you know I love you too," Gillian said with a smile and kissed him. She got out of bed and Cal gave a sigh of disappointment.

"Where are you going love?"

"Well I don't know about you, but I need a shower. Going to join me?"

"Aye-aye...do you care for a repeat performance in there?"

"Oh you know I don't care."