New Start
By Didi
Disclaimer: I do not own the Power Rangers or any of the characters.
Summary: They're all grown up and separated. Just when you thought it was all over for the old gang, fate throws them together once more.
Rating: R for language and content at times.
Acknowledgments: To Gemini (Shawn) who has been a great friend and read my stuff. To Eliza, who encourage me to vent through really bad writing. And to my darling Josh, who is always there to help me out. Thanks for the encouragement guys.
Note: I am writing this story so I'm not tempted to throw something hard and deadly in frustrating moments. I'm not sure where I want to take this story but I promise to try to make it fun and interesting for everyone that reads it.
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Chapter Four
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June 27, 2004
Adam Park's Apartment
1596 Almanino Drive # 2B
Dallas, Texas
Dr. Adam Park didn't really mind the late nights, the long hours and the craziness that comes with the ER. He does however mind Rocky's snoring at ten in the evening while he was trying to finalize this paperwork for the move on Monday. After half an hour of listening to his best friend, Adam finally gave up and threw the pillow at the sleeping figure on the floor.
"Ouch!" Rocky sat up slowly. "Why did you do that for?"
"When did you start snoring?" Adam asked with a sigh, already feeling bad for his behavior.
"I was snoring again?" Rocky scratched his head with concern. "Damn."
"What?"
"Usually only snore when I'm either too tired or too worried about something." Rocky sighed and sat with his back against the dozen boxes that decorated Adam's almost empty apartment now. "Sorry about that."
"No, I'm sorry." Adam sighed and put his pen down from the medical insurance form. "What's wrong? You want to talk about it?"
"Not really."
"Come on. It's the least I can do after waking you up in the middle of the night for no good reason. Spill it so you don't keep me up for the rest of the night with your loud trumpet."
Rocky scratched his head and sighed. "I guess I'm still adjusting to the change. It's been a while since I've been away from my family. It's weird you know, like I'm leaving a part of myself behind in a way. But I'm moving in with you guys and your part of my family as well, the Power Ranger family. So in a way I'm moving away from one family and into another one. It's like.... I'm babbling like an idiot."
Adam smiled and sat down next to the man. "For a reporter, you sure don't have great cognitive functions."
"You're telling me. My editor often comments about the fact that what I put out on paper and what comes out of my mouth seems like it's from two different people. Kind of that mystery with Shakespeare and all that."
"I won't go that far." Adam smiled and looked over at this small refrigerator. I wonder if there's any beer left. "Listen, it's just anxiety talking right now. I went through the exact same thing when I moved to Texas for medical school. It'll go away once you get settled in and the parties start to roll. You'll love it, I promise."
"And if I don't?" Rocky asked anxiously.
"Then you move home to Angel Grove and get labeled Momma's Boy for the rest of your life!"
"ADAM!"
Adam ducked to avoid the flying pillow. "No seriously, you'll just get a job at home and move again. It's that simple. You've got good credentials and a solid reputation in the news world. You'll not have any trouble getting more work if you decide that the big apple isn't the place for you."
"And you guys would all be cool with that?"
"It's not like Jason is in need of your rent money. You know we'd be down with that." Adam reached over and slung an arm around his best friend for more years than he cared to remember. "You've got your back, my man. Everything is going to work out fine. You're thinking too much."
"I hope so."
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Kimberly Hart's Apartment
June 27, 2004
421 Golden Lake Lane #3C
Tampa, Florida
"And that's the end of our program. I hope you join us again next week on Dataline."
Kimberly turned off the TV and glanced around her apartment. It's almost completely devoid of her worldly goods now and yet.... It may have never felt like home here but she's spent many happy times here with her friends. Friends, she's forgotten almost for a moment that she had more friends than those that were in Florida. Angel Grove was her first home, where she first made friends, where she first fell in love, and where she first lost her heart to a man that no doubt no longer even thought of her now. He has his beautiful tall blonde Australian beauty to keep him warm on long lonely nights.
And while a part of her knew that it was of her own making that she was alone now, the part of her that made the decision to let him go in the first place knew that it had been the fight move to make. He needed his freedom, and it would be the last gift she could give him.
They've both moved on since then. He was not her only love, but he had been her first love and she shall never forget him or the wonderful way he made her feel. She missed him, even after all these years, she still missed him.
With a sigh, Kim got up and took out the picture that she kept for so many years now but have never shown anyone before. The annual Angel Grove carnival had been one of the most wonderful moments of her life. She had love, friends, and a purpose in life. The six of them had been so young then, so full of the optimism of youth. They were so happy together. It was a long time ago.
But she was about to get a new start in life. A new life to create for herself in New York. Trini will be there and they can be together again. Her and her best friend out on the town. Just two single attractive women out on the make. It is going to be the beginning to a wonderful new start for her.
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June 27, 2004
Tommy Oliver's Apartment
68 Sunset Ave. #2E
Los Angeles, California
Tommy sighed with relief as he pushed open the door to his apartment and leaned heavily against it. Dinner with the folks had been good but the constant attention was becoming very trying. He knew that his parents meant well but he needed his space to grow.
The last of his packing will be completely soon and then it's off to New Jersey and a new life to begin. New York, New York was going to be the spring broad for his career. Being a stock broker, Wall Street was the place to be if one wanted to build a reputation as a consultant that knows what they are doing in this world. And maybe he'll get a chance to buy a little place of his own just as Jason has.
It would be nice. Having a place to call one's own where one can start a new life and begin to think about starting a family of his own. Heck, his parents dropped enough hints all through dinner that a nice woman was what he needed to settle down.
A wife and family; that was a joke. Tommy Oliver, the family man. He couldn't even keep his girlfriends around long enough to talk about moving in together much less getting married and starting a family. Let's face it; his life was one that was destined to be a lonely one.
During dark lonely nights, he allowed himself to imagine being with someone. Having a house, with white picket fences and two kids in the backyard playing on one of those big colorful play sets from Fisher Price. All that and a beautiful wife in the kitchen making fresh salad while he's at the grill BBQing some burgers for the kids and laughing at some joke his wife would tell him. His wife. A woman who was all kindness and sweetest, with hair that was the color of a lion's mane and eyes that where dark with mystery and wonder.
Tommy shook his head. No, not going to go there. Every time he imagined a future it was always with the one woman he knew that he would never have. The one that got away as Rocky would say. Even when he was at this happiest with Kat, it was always the other's face that haunted his dark nights. Damn it! When was he going to get this out of his system?
New York was the place where he could start a new. Where he won't have to look at the park, or coffee shop, or sidewalk and remember her. In New York, he got forget and start a new life. A new start for himself without the memories.
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June 27, 2001
Jason Scott's Resident
138 Haven Ave.
East Brunswick, New Jersey
"Oh my god," Trini's eyes were all aglow in the candlelight. "The water press in your shower is like incredible. You could run hydraulics in there."
"I know." Jason leaned back on the bed ad fished his pj's out again from the bag.
"Thanks for loaning me a shirt for the night." Trini held out the big t-shirt she was wearing as a nightshirt. "Do you always buy your clothes six sizes bigger?"
"What are you talking about? That thing fits me fine. You're just too scrawny to fit it right that's all."
"Scrawny?" Trini's threw the wet towel she had been using to dry her hair with at him. He caught it before it hit him in the face. "I am not scrawny! Let's see you say that I'm scrawny if I ever get you on the sparring mat."
Jason remembered vividly of what happened the last time he got on the mat with her thinking that he could easily overpower the small Asian woman. He wouldn't walk straight for a week afterwards. "Petite then."
"That's better!" She sighed and looked at the now cleaned room. "What happened to all the boxes?"
"In their correct places now." Jason said with a sigh. The muscles across his back were screaming with pain from the over use today.
"You okay?" catching the slight wince on his face.
He shook his head and pulled his arms over his shoulder to stretch out some of the tense areas. "Just a couple to overly used body parts."
"I can help." Trini said and scrambled onto the bed to kneel beside him. "Here, get on your stomach."
"Urh..." Jason gave her a dubious look. "Are you sure about this?"
"Of course I am." Trini said as she pulled on his shoulder. She grinned with amusement. "Don't you trust me?"
"Not really." Jason said as he got on his stomach. This is going to be worse than any torture I can think of.
"Thanks a lot!" Trini said as she playfully smacked him in the rear before straddling him across his hips keeping most of her weight on her knees. "Now hold still."
"What are you doing?" Jason asked as he felt her hands moved slowly over his spine.
"There are eight pressure points across a person's back that can be used to help release tension and relax the body." She said as she moved both hands outward across the shoulder blades. He was wonderfully warm under her hand. "You know, you're the first guy I've met that sleeps with their shirt on."
"I usually don't but I figure since you'll be staying the night, I'll try to be modest." Jason has he concentrated on the candle by the bed instead of the pair of red hot hands on his back.
"Breath out when I push down." She instructed and using the palm of her hand she pushed against his back along side the spine. "I'd use my feet if I didn't think it would freak you out."
"Oh jeeze," he groaned as she applied pressure to a particularly knotted muscle. "That is so good. Where did you learn to do this?"
"I took night classes on massage when I moved to New York three years ago." She worked out the knot and moved to the next one. "This would be so much easier if you didn't have your shirt on."
He had it off so fast without ever unseating her that she laughed.
"Like it that much huh?"
"You better believe it." Jason moaned as she began to rub his back with her smooth soft hands. "You should have those hands registered. How come they're so warm?"
"It comes from the inner peace. Chi Kon is an ancient form of marital arts that uses the inner energy to heal and creating what is known as a pushing force. It causes this surge of body heat that allows you to...." She glanced over at Jason's face. The man was so relaxed that she really doubted he cared how she was doing it as along as she kept doing it. "Just tell me when you've had enough."
Jason smiled rather like a content cat with cream on its face. "Oh, I'm never going to get enough of this. You can sit on me any day."
Trini found this to be more amusing that anything else that's happened so far. She was having way too much fun just simply getting to touch all that wonderfully tan warm skin with its hard muscles. She could sit here all day and not get tired of simply touching him. There was something deliciously sexy about a man completely at his ease. "You going to fall asleep on me here?"
"Maybe." Jason shifted slightly. "Do you still practice marital arts here in the city?"
"Yeah, I joined a gym." Trini said as her hands glided along his back. "It's actually rather nice there. Lots of equipment and a nice steam room that allows me to unwind when I have to."
"Is it close?"
"Not two miles away."
"Maybe I should think about...never mind."
"Why?" She grunted as she felt a knot at the small of his back. Putting her back into it, she worked the knot out.
"I had the basement of this place redone and padded for a workout room. Tommy suggested some other things that I might think about installing in the future. With all the money I put into this place, I really should get the most of it without spending more on a membership to a fitness center."
"Good point." Trini said as she felt all the muscles under her thighs soften and relax even while retaining its wonderful male firmness. "How are you doing?"
"Wonderful." He murmured even while feeling his body react to the weight of a woman who was just too tempting by half. She would freak out if she even suspected what I'm thinking.
He would totally freak out if he even suspects that I want to do to his wonderful body. Damn, its been way too long since I've been on a date.
Just stay calm, she can't see anything. His physical attraction to her was beginning to be very uncomfortable from his position on his stomach.
Relax, Trini. He's just getting comfortable. He'll be asleep in no time at all. She cleared her throat in an attempt to dislodge the frog that had jumped into her chest.
I cannot keep this up! "Get on your knees for a second."
Trini frowned but shifted her weight onto her knees. "Am I too heavy?"
"I've bench pressed weights twice as heavy as you. Your meager weight is hardly anything to me." He turned around under her and sat up slowly with her still straddling his hips.
"Then what's wrong?"
"I just wanted a little taste." Jason said as his hands spanned the width of her waist. He was no longer thinking quite clearly especially with her now settled on his obvious arousal. "Just one little taste is all I want."
"A taste of what?" her eyes were dark with confusion in the candlelight as she tried to search for the answers in his eyes.
"Of you."
She only had enough for her eyes to go wide before his mouth gently closed over her lips. When her hands jerked up to his chest, he scooped an arm around her waist and brought her gently closer. For his own pleasure, he skimmed his tongue over her lips, and dipped inside when they parted in response. Then she trembled, and he forgot about just getting a little taste of her.
God, this is impossible. He wanted more, so much more. It was going to take more than just a little taste to assuage this need he felt deep at the pit of his stomach. He needed her tonight, more than he has ever needed anything else in his life. Testing them both, he pressed light kisses on either side of her mouth and watched her lashes flutter.
Trini felt as if her brain had melted in her head and poured out of her ears. "Oh god," her heart thumped wildly in her ribcage. "I'm not sure if this is such a good idea."
That clever mouth curved. "Why not?" His breathing wasn't all that smooth either as he ran a big wide hand over her spine causing her to shiver with need.
"You know what they say about friends and sex. They tend to get really complicated when you combine the two." Her head was pounding and spinning at the same time. She knew better, absolutely knew better than to do this. "It's like a law."
He almost laughed seeing the battle being waged in her eyes. "Whose law?"
She would have had a witty comeback if only she could concentrate on anything else but those wonderfully sexy lips that had the power to drive her to her knees had she been standing. "Oh the hell with it," as she dragged his mouth back to hers again.
Need and lust pulsed as one as she fell on him eagerly. In a space of a heartbeat, he went from simply enjoying her to devouring her. He couldn't stand under the bombardment of her need. She was all over him now. Those wonderfully warm hands streaked their way up his chest and into his hair, clutching him to her, her need feeding his even more.
His arms banded around her, forgetting about her long fragile bones and soft delicate spare flesh. He used his teeth cause her wild frantic mouth seemed to have been made for him to ravish. The scent of the ivory soap she had used in his shower was absurdly sexy and he could almost taste it on her flesh as he ran his mouth over her throat.
"Oh god," she groaned as his mouth made a trail down her neck. "We might end up regretting this in the morning you know."
"Yeah, maybe." He didn't stop until he pulled the shirt he had lent her off and tossed the annoying piece of garment away. "But right now, I just want you bad enough to say to hell with the consequences."
"Oh, okay." Her hands found him painfully erect and eager. He jumped she applied pressure to him and jerked away from him quickly.
"Oh no you don't." He turned so that he had her underneath his body. "You are so not going to be doing that to me."
"Doing what?" in all innocence.
Jason wasn't buying it as he caught her questing hands again. He had a look of a content cat on his face as he leaned in close. "I'm going to enjoy this tonight. We're going to do this nice and slow."
"Only goes to show you that you don't know me very well." She tried to get up but found herself pinned to the bed. There was such heat in his eyes as his glaze swept over her. She wanted what his glaze promised. "I like things fast and..."
"Not tonight." Jason cut her off with his lips to hers again. Oh yeah, I'm definitely going to want to enjoy her tonight. "Tonight, we do things my way."
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I decided against doing the NC-17 thing. Use your imaginations guys cause I know you people have some pretty good ideas of what can happen.
By Didi
Disclaimer: I do not own the Power Rangers or any of the characters.
Summary: They're all grown up and separated. Just when you thought it was all over for the old gang, fate throws them together once more.
Rating: R for language and content at times.
Acknowledgments: To Gemini (Shawn) who has been a great friend and read my stuff. To Eliza, who encourage me to vent through really bad writing. And to my darling Josh, who is always there to help me out. Thanks for the encouragement guys.
Note: I am writing this story so I'm not tempted to throw something hard and deadly in frustrating moments. I'm not sure where I want to take this story but I promise to try to make it fun and interesting for everyone that reads it.
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Chapter Four
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June 27, 2004
Adam Park's Apartment
1596 Almanino Drive # 2B
Dallas, Texas
Dr. Adam Park didn't really mind the late nights, the long hours and the craziness that comes with the ER. He does however mind Rocky's snoring at ten in the evening while he was trying to finalize this paperwork for the move on Monday. After half an hour of listening to his best friend, Adam finally gave up and threw the pillow at the sleeping figure on the floor.
"Ouch!" Rocky sat up slowly. "Why did you do that for?"
"When did you start snoring?" Adam asked with a sigh, already feeling bad for his behavior.
"I was snoring again?" Rocky scratched his head with concern. "Damn."
"What?"
"Usually only snore when I'm either too tired or too worried about something." Rocky sighed and sat with his back against the dozen boxes that decorated Adam's almost empty apartment now. "Sorry about that."
"No, I'm sorry." Adam sighed and put his pen down from the medical insurance form. "What's wrong? You want to talk about it?"
"Not really."
"Come on. It's the least I can do after waking you up in the middle of the night for no good reason. Spill it so you don't keep me up for the rest of the night with your loud trumpet."
Rocky scratched his head and sighed. "I guess I'm still adjusting to the change. It's been a while since I've been away from my family. It's weird you know, like I'm leaving a part of myself behind in a way. But I'm moving in with you guys and your part of my family as well, the Power Ranger family. So in a way I'm moving away from one family and into another one. It's like.... I'm babbling like an idiot."
Adam smiled and sat down next to the man. "For a reporter, you sure don't have great cognitive functions."
"You're telling me. My editor often comments about the fact that what I put out on paper and what comes out of my mouth seems like it's from two different people. Kind of that mystery with Shakespeare and all that."
"I won't go that far." Adam smiled and looked over at this small refrigerator. I wonder if there's any beer left. "Listen, it's just anxiety talking right now. I went through the exact same thing when I moved to Texas for medical school. It'll go away once you get settled in and the parties start to roll. You'll love it, I promise."
"And if I don't?" Rocky asked anxiously.
"Then you move home to Angel Grove and get labeled Momma's Boy for the rest of your life!"
"ADAM!"
Adam ducked to avoid the flying pillow. "No seriously, you'll just get a job at home and move again. It's that simple. You've got good credentials and a solid reputation in the news world. You'll not have any trouble getting more work if you decide that the big apple isn't the place for you."
"And you guys would all be cool with that?"
"It's not like Jason is in need of your rent money. You know we'd be down with that." Adam reached over and slung an arm around his best friend for more years than he cared to remember. "You've got your back, my man. Everything is going to work out fine. You're thinking too much."
"I hope so."
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Kimberly Hart's Apartment
June 27, 2004
421 Golden Lake Lane #3C
Tampa, Florida
"And that's the end of our program. I hope you join us again next week on Dataline."
Kimberly turned off the TV and glanced around her apartment. It's almost completely devoid of her worldly goods now and yet.... It may have never felt like home here but she's spent many happy times here with her friends. Friends, she's forgotten almost for a moment that she had more friends than those that were in Florida. Angel Grove was her first home, where she first made friends, where she first fell in love, and where she first lost her heart to a man that no doubt no longer even thought of her now. He has his beautiful tall blonde Australian beauty to keep him warm on long lonely nights.
And while a part of her knew that it was of her own making that she was alone now, the part of her that made the decision to let him go in the first place knew that it had been the fight move to make. He needed his freedom, and it would be the last gift she could give him.
They've both moved on since then. He was not her only love, but he had been her first love and she shall never forget him or the wonderful way he made her feel. She missed him, even after all these years, she still missed him.
With a sigh, Kim got up and took out the picture that she kept for so many years now but have never shown anyone before. The annual Angel Grove carnival had been one of the most wonderful moments of her life. She had love, friends, and a purpose in life. The six of them had been so young then, so full of the optimism of youth. They were so happy together. It was a long time ago.
But she was about to get a new start in life. A new life to create for herself in New York. Trini will be there and they can be together again. Her and her best friend out on the town. Just two single attractive women out on the make. It is going to be the beginning to a wonderful new start for her.
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June 27, 2004
Tommy Oliver's Apartment
68 Sunset Ave. #2E
Los Angeles, California
Tommy sighed with relief as he pushed open the door to his apartment and leaned heavily against it. Dinner with the folks had been good but the constant attention was becoming very trying. He knew that his parents meant well but he needed his space to grow.
The last of his packing will be completely soon and then it's off to New Jersey and a new life to begin. New York, New York was going to be the spring broad for his career. Being a stock broker, Wall Street was the place to be if one wanted to build a reputation as a consultant that knows what they are doing in this world. And maybe he'll get a chance to buy a little place of his own just as Jason has.
It would be nice. Having a place to call one's own where one can start a new life and begin to think about starting a family of his own. Heck, his parents dropped enough hints all through dinner that a nice woman was what he needed to settle down.
A wife and family; that was a joke. Tommy Oliver, the family man. He couldn't even keep his girlfriends around long enough to talk about moving in together much less getting married and starting a family. Let's face it; his life was one that was destined to be a lonely one.
During dark lonely nights, he allowed himself to imagine being with someone. Having a house, with white picket fences and two kids in the backyard playing on one of those big colorful play sets from Fisher Price. All that and a beautiful wife in the kitchen making fresh salad while he's at the grill BBQing some burgers for the kids and laughing at some joke his wife would tell him. His wife. A woman who was all kindness and sweetest, with hair that was the color of a lion's mane and eyes that where dark with mystery and wonder.
Tommy shook his head. No, not going to go there. Every time he imagined a future it was always with the one woman he knew that he would never have. The one that got away as Rocky would say. Even when he was at this happiest with Kat, it was always the other's face that haunted his dark nights. Damn it! When was he going to get this out of his system?
New York was the place where he could start a new. Where he won't have to look at the park, or coffee shop, or sidewalk and remember her. In New York, he got forget and start a new life. A new start for himself without the memories.
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June 27, 2001
Jason Scott's Resident
138 Haven Ave.
East Brunswick, New Jersey
"Oh my god," Trini's eyes were all aglow in the candlelight. "The water press in your shower is like incredible. You could run hydraulics in there."
"I know." Jason leaned back on the bed ad fished his pj's out again from the bag.
"Thanks for loaning me a shirt for the night." Trini held out the big t-shirt she was wearing as a nightshirt. "Do you always buy your clothes six sizes bigger?"
"What are you talking about? That thing fits me fine. You're just too scrawny to fit it right that's all."
"Scrawny?" Trini's threw the wet towel she had been using to dry her hair with at him. He caught it before it hit him in the face. "I am not scrawny! Let's see you say that I'm scrawny if I ever get you on the sparring mat."
Jason remembered vividly of what happened the last time he got on the mat with her thinking that he could easily overpower the small Asian woman. He wouldn't walk straight for a week afterwards. "Petite then."
"That's better!" She sighed and looked at the now cleaned room. "What happened to all the boxes?"
"In their correct places now." Jason said with a sigh. The muscles across his back were screaming with pain from the over use today.
"You okay?" catching the slight wince on his face.
He shook his head and pulled his arms over his shoulder to stretch out some of the tense areas. "Just a couple to overly used body parts."
"I can help." Trini said and scrambled onto the bed to kneel beside him. "Here, get on your stomach."
"Urh..." Jason gave her a dubious look. "Are you sure about this?"
"Of course I am." Trini said as she pulled on his shoulder. She grinned with amusement. "Don't you trust me?"
"Not really." Jason said as he got on his stomach. This is going to be worse than any torture I can think of.
"Thanks a lot!" Trini said as she playfully smacked him in the rear before straddling him across his hips keeping most of her weight on her knees. "Now hold still."
"What are you doing?" Jason asked as he felt her hands moved slowly over his spine.
"There are eight pressure points across a person's back that can be used to help release tension and relax the body." She said as she moved both hands outward across the shoulder blades. He was wonderfully warm under her hand. "You know, you're the first guy I've met that sleeps with their shirt on."
"I usually don't but I figure since you'll be staying the night, I'll try to be modest." Jason has he concentrated on the candle by the bed instead of the pair of red hot hands on his back.
"Breath out when I push down." She instructed and using the palm of her hand she pushed against his back along side the spine. "I'd use my feet if I didn't think it would freak you out."
"Oh jeeze," he groaned as she applied pressure to a particularly knotted muscle. "That is so good. Where did you learn to do this?"
"I took night classes on massage when I moved to New York three years ago." She worked out the knot and moved to the next one. "This would be so much easier if you didn't have your shirt on."
He had it off so fast without ever unseating her that she laughed.
"Like it that much huh?"
"You better believe it." Jason moaned as she began to rub his back with her smooth soft hands. "You should have those hands registered. How come they're so warm?"
"It comes from the inner peace. Chi Kon is an ancient form of marital arts that uses the inner energy to heal and creating what is known as a pushing force. It causes this surge of body heat that allows you to...." She glanced over at Jason's face. The man was so relaxed that she really doubted he cared how she was doing it as along as she kept doing it. "Just tell me when you've had enough."
Jason smiled rather like a content cat with cream on its face. "Oh, I'm never going to get enough of this. You can sit on me any day."
Trini found this to be more amusing that anything else that's happened so far. She was having way too much fun just simply getting to touch all that wonderfully tan warm skin with its hard muscles. She could sit here all day and not get tired of simply touching him. There was something deliciously sexy about a man completely at his ease. "You going to fall asleep on me here?"
"Maybe." Jason shifted slightly. "Do you still practice marital arts here in the city?"
"Yeah, I joined a gym." Trini said as her hands glided along his back. "It's actually rather nice there. Lots of equipment and a nice steam room that allows me to unwind when I have to."
"Is it close?"
"Not two miles away."
"Maybe I should think about...never mind."
"Why?" She grunted as she felt a knot at the small of his back. Putting her back into it, she worked the knot out.
"I had the basement of this place redone and padded for a workout room. Tommy suggested some other things that I might think about installing in the future. With all the money I put into this place, I really should get the most of it without spending more on a membership to a fitness center."
"Good point." Trini said as she felt all the muscles under her thighs soften and relax even while retaining its wonderful male firmness. "How are you doing?"
"Wonderful." He murmured even while feeling his body react to the weight of a woman who was just too tempting by half. She would freak out if she even suspected what I'm thinking.
He would totally freak out if he even suspects that I want to do to his wonderful body. Damn, its been way too long since I've been on a date.
Just stay calm, she can't see anything. His physical attraction to her was beginning to be very uncomfortable from his position on his stomach.
Relax, Trini. He's just getting comfortable. He'll be asleep in no time at all. She cleared her throat in an attempt to dislodge the frog that had jumped into her chest.
I cannot keep this up! "Get on your knees for a second."
Trini frowned but shifted her weight onto her knees. "Am I too heavy?"
"I've bench pressed weights twice as heavy as you. Your meager weight is hardly anything to me." He turned around under her and sat up slowly with her still straddling his hips.
"Then what's wrong?"
"I just wanted a little taste." Jason said as his hands spanned the width of her waist. He was no longer thinking quite clearly especially with her now settled on his obvious arousal. "Just one little taste is all I want."
"A taste of what?" her eyes were dark with confusion in the candlelight as she tried to search for the answers in his eyes.
"Of you."
She only had enough for her eyes to go wide before his mouth gently closed over her lips. When her hands jerked up to his chest, he scooped an arm around her waist and brought her gently closer. For his own pleasure, he skimmed his tongue over her lips, and dipped inside when they parted in response. Then she trembled, and he forgot about just getting a little taste of her.
God, this is impossible. He wanted more, so much more. It was going to take more than just a little taste to assuage this need he felt deep at the pit of his stomach. He needed her tonight, more than he has ever needed anything else in his life. Testing them both, he pressed light kisses on either side of her mouth and watched her lashes flutter.
Trini felt as if her brain had melted in her head and poured out of her ears. "Oh god," her heart thumped wildly in her ribcage. "I'm not sure if this is such a good idea."
That clever mouth curved. "Why not?" His breathing wasn't all that smooth either as he ran a big wide hand over her spine causing her to shiver with need.
"You know what they say about friends and sex. They tend to get really complicated when you combine the two." Her head was pounding and spinning at the same time. She knew better, absolutely knew better than to do this. "It's like a law."
He almost laughed seeing the battle being waged in her eyes. "Whose law?"
She would have had a witty comeback if only she could concentrate on anything else but those wonderfully sexy lips that had the power to drive her to her knees had she been standing. "Oh the hell with it," as she dragged his mouth back to hers again.
Need and lust pulsed as one as she fell on him eagerly. In a space of a heartbeat, he went from simply enjoying her to devouring her. He couldn't stand under the bombardment of her need. She was all over him now. Those wonderfully warm hands streaked their way up his chest and into his hair, clutching him to her, her need feeding his even more.
His arms banded around her, forgetting about her long fragile bones and soft delicate spare flesh. He used his teeth cause her wild frantic mouth seemed to have been made for him to ravish. The scent of the ivory soap she had used in his shower was absurdly sexy and he could almost taste it on her flesh as he ran his mouth over her throat.
"Oh god," she groaned as his mouth made a trail down her neck. "We might end up regretting this in the morning you know."
"Yeah, maybe." He didn't stop until he pulled the shirt he had lent her off and tossed the annoying piece of garment away. "But right now, I just want you bad enough to say to hell with the consequences."
"Oh, okay." Her hands found him painfully erect and eager. He jumped she applied pressure to him and jerked away from him quickly.
"Oh no you don't." He turned so that he had her underneath his body. "You are so not going to be doing that to me."
"Doing what?" in all innocence.
Jason wasn't buying it as he caught her questing hands again. He had a look of a content cat on his face as he leaned in close. "I'm going to enjoy this tonight. We're going to do this nice and slow."
"Only goes to show you that you don't know me very well." She tried to get up but found herself pinned to the bed. There was such heat in his eyes as his glaze swept over her. She wanted what his glaze promised. "I like things fast and..."
"Not tonight." Jason cut her off with his lips to hers again. Oh yeah, I'm definitely going to want to enjoy her tonight. "Tonight, we do things my way."
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I decided against doing the NC-17 thing. Use your imaginations guys cause I know you people have some pretty good ideas of what can happen.