Author's Note:
I do appologize for the long wait in regards to this story and then my 'Rescue Me' one.
With the holidays it's been difficult to find the time to write since I've been so busy.
The best I can do currently is two chapters of 'Tell Me #3'
and then I may have to wait till after the holidays to bring you more.
At least this will help keep the anticipation going I hope.
Happy Holidays!
Chapter 1.
Emma straddled on Neal to get a better look at the clock on his side of the bed, their naked forms sticking from the perspiration as she did so. Her eyes widened when she saw what time it was.
"I have to go," Emma said getting off of him.
Neal held onto her left arm, "No stay," Neal complained.
"Neal I have to go, it's 12:38."
"Are you serious," Neal said looking at the clock which did confirm the time of now 12:39. "How long had we been at this?"
"The sleeping or the sex," Emma asked as she got dressed.
"Both but more so the sex."
Emma just shook her head. Men. "Well we hadn't done it with each other in eleven years. Guess we were just making up for lost time." Emma looked around the room. "Where is my-," but before she could say the word Neal had the strap of Emma's black laced bra twirling on his finger.
Emma leaned in to get it but Neal pulled away teasingly.
"Well you know if you're up for it we could definitely go another round. I'm not as old as I look."
"You're probably right," Emma teased back, "For a three hundred year old man you've sure got a lot of stamina," she said kissing him. Neal began to pull her in but Emma pulled back.
"No I can't, I have to go."
Neal leaned his head back on the pillow and let Emma finish getting dressed.
"Will I see you later," Neal asked when Emma was set.
Emma again leaned in to him, this time fully dressed, "Count on it," she said kissing him deeply not wanting to leave but knowing she had to.