Hey! Here's chapter 7. I know it's taken me ages to update but I've been really ill lately and haven't had the chance. Thanks to everyone who's reviewed. You guys really kept my spirit up. I hope you like it.
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Chapter 7
Ray and Neela trudged into the apartment after a shift from hell. They had had to handle several traumas and had both been vomited on several times. Ray went to have a shower while Neela tried to find something edible for them to eat for dinner.
Keeping the shower short, Ray dried himself off and pulled on a pair of boxers before walking back into the kitchen.
Neela heard Ray come in and looked up. He has wearing boxers and nothing else and Neela felt herself blush as thoughts she really shouldn't be having ran through her mind.
'The shower's free if you want to jump in.'
'Thanks. I'll go now.'
Neela went to her room to grab a towel and her pyjamas to change into. Her thoughts drifted back to Ray and the tension that had been steadily growing between them. She knew he felt it too by the way he looked at her. Neela decided that she was going to put an end to the way she and Ray tiptoed around each other and went to her dresser. Digging through her drawers she finally came to what she was looking for.
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'Do you want pizza or Chinese?' Ray called when he heard the bathroom door open and Neela's footsteps as she walked back into the kitchen.
'How about we have Indian today? I'm in the mood for something spicy.'
Ray turned around to look at her and felt his heart stop beating. Neela was standing in the entrance to the kitchen wearing nothing but his favourite t-shirt. He had been looking for that t-shirt for months and now he knew where it had disappeared too. Not that he minded. It looked better on her anyway. The t-shirt was big on her petite frame but even so it only reached mid thigh.
'Ray?' Neela asked, waving a hand in front of him though she had a pretty good idea what had rendered him speechless. She felt desire rush through her as he looked her up and down, his gaze lingering a little longer than was necessary.
'Uh yeah, yeah, so you ready to order?'
'Uh huh.'
'The usual right?'
'Yeah.'
'By the way, is that my shirt?'
'Oh yeah, it's really comfy to sleep in. You don't mind do you?'
'Course not.'
Ray grabbed the phone and ordered the food. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Neela hop onto the kitchen table and sit with her feet dangling over the edge. He hung up and turned to face her again.
'You ok?'
'Yeah, just tired is all. My feet are killing me though.'
'I could give you a foot massage if you want.'
Neela raised her eyebrows at him, shock clearly written on her face. 'You know how to give a foot massage?'
Ray just rolled his eyes. 'Yes actually, I do.'
Neela smirked. 'Ok. Let's see how good you really are.'
Ray sat on a chair facing Neela who moved to sit right on the edge of the table and put her feet in his lap. Neela just looked at him challengingly and Ray couldn't help but smirk as he started the massage, his rough hands surprisingly gentle.
Neela hadn't thought that Ray would actually be able to give her a good foot massage but she was pleasantly surprised. Closing her eyes, she leaned back, enjoying the sensations he was invoking and couldn't help but moan as she felt the tension ebb away.
Ray heard Neela's moans of pleasure and felt satisfaction that he was the one to evoke such a response from her. But it wasn't enough. When she leaned back, the shirt she was wearing rode up even higher on her body so that he could see the top of her thighs. Unconsciously, Ray started to move his hands higher up her legs until he was running them all over her coffee coloured thighs.
Neela's eyes slid shut and her moans grew louder. Ray felt desire rush through him and moved his hands even higher. He knew he should stop and that this was probably a bad idea but all thoughts exited his head when he spread Neela's legs apart and saw she wasn't wearing any panties.
It was too much for Ray and he gave in, placing a light kiss just above her knee. His lips followed the path his hands had made and slowly worked their way up till he was right at her centre. And then he was pleasuring her.
Neela couldn't think. She was beyond thinking. She clutched her hands in his hair, her back arching. He went deeper and Neela felt her very soul tremble in pleasure. She groaned and pulled him closer.
Ray heard her groan and it only served to deepen his desire. But it wasn't enough. He needed more. He needed to feel her surrounding him. He needed to feel her heat. He heard her call his name. But he didn't stop.
Neela could feel herself on the brink. She was running toward it. She was on the edge of it. She was teetering on it. She was about to fall. She was…
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
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BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Ray woke up suddenly at the sound of his alarm clock going off. He spun around and looked beside him but Neela wasn't there. He quickly turned the alarm off so as not to wake her and flopped back down on the bed. A dream. It was just a dream. He took deep breaths to try and calm himself and to rid his mind of the images that were flying through it but he couldn't. He cared for Abby deeply but he couldn't get over the wonder of what it would be like if it was Neela instead. His dream proved that. He'd been having a lot of these sorts of dreams recently but it wasn't what he wanted. He wanted her. He wanted to kiss her and taste her. He wanted to feel her body flush against him. He wanted to hear her scream his name. He groaned and ran a hand through his hair. He needed to get over this and fast. He and Abby were doubling with Neela and Brett tonight.
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BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Neela woke up suddenly at the sound of Ray's alarm clock going off. She spun around and looked beside her but Ray wasn't there. The alarm stopped and she buried her face in her hands. A dream. It was just a dream. She took deep breaths to try and calm herself and to rid her mind of the images that were flying through it but she couldn't. She liked Brett a lot but she couldn't stop wondering what it would be like if it was Ray instead. Her dream proved that. She'd been having a lot of these sorts of dreams recently but it wasn't what she wanted. She wanted him. She wanted him to want her. To need her. She wanted to run her hands all over him. She wanted to feel his body wrapped around hers. She wanted to hear him call her name. She groaned and ran a hand through her hair. She needed to get over this and fast. She and Bret were going on a group date with Ray and Abby tonight.
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So what do you think? I'm still not feeling 100 so I'm not sure when I'll be able to update again but I'll try my best. Still, that's no excuse not to press the review button. So…REVIEW! Duh! LOL!