AN: Thank you for the reviews! I'm so happy you all like the story! It is definitely the most challenging one I have ever written.

Is there any song that describes Kelly and Dylan better than Insatiable? :DD Every time I listen to it, it reminds me of them - every lyric suits them.

Insatiable

We built our Church above this street
We practiced love between these sheets
The candy sweetness scent of you
It bathes my skin, I'm stained in you

And all I have to do is hold you
There's a racing within my heart

And I am barely touching you

A kiss that lingers takes me in
I fall asleep inside of you

There are no words, there's only truth

Very Mature

As soon as he kissed her, she dropped her bag on the floor. Her arms flailed about as his fingers sunk deeper into her hips. The sparks from this kiss shot up and down her spine. Dylan passionately picked up the pace and trapped her between him and the wall behind her. He began to hungrily kiss down her neck. She had surrendered, she had relinquished all control to him. She exhaled loudly, letting a soft moan escape her lips as his hands, that were gripping onto her hips, now reached under her white t-shirt and pulled it up over her head. He continued to trail kisses down to her cleavage before passing them and heading down to her naval.

She rested her head back on the wall, unable to cope with the anticipation. He looked up at her and smirked as he pulled down her skirt.

He then slipped his fingers under the sides of her panties and slowly slid them down her legs. She bit her lip to slow down her breathing. Once the panties were off, Dylan could see that she was visibly wet. He exhaled heavily, swallowing a gulp, staring in between her legs, desperate to taste her. His head collapsed onto her inner thigh for a moment so that he could pace himself.

He then kissed from her thigh upward, his lips brushing past everything but her vagina, which only aggravated her more. His lips then searched for her other thigh and licked his way up. He finally flicked her clitoris with his tongue, which caused Kelly to groan with pleasure. She couldn't feel her legs, if she wasn't caught between him and the wall, she felt that she would fall. She could no longer take the teasing and he could no longer wait to taste her.

Not wanting to waste a drop of her, his lips locked with her labia. Her hands reached down and gripped onto his hair, holding him in place. He devoured her, he greedily devoured her until she orgasmed. She was unable to stop from screaming his name - perhaps one of the most satisfying sounds he could ever hear.

"Fuck me..." She sang. His lips crawled their way up to her cleavage, wiping his mouth on her bra before he fully stood up before her. He quickly spun her around and pinned her to the wall. Her hands holding herself up, he hurriedly took off his pants and boxers and entered her from behind, groaning with pleasure the minute they became one. His fingers trailed down her naval and played with her clitoris as he began to thrust inside her. Her loud moans were making it harder for him to keep a steady pace. His other hand reached in front and wrapped around her neck, before covering her mouth. Her moans became muffled with his hand over her mouth. She pushed herself back onto him, so that he was deeply inside of her. Unable to hold himself any longer, he sucked on her earlobe, then smushed his lips in her neck, and then bit her shoulder before releasing himself.

Once he had made love to her, he stroked her hair before kissing the back of her head. She finally found the strength in her knees to turn around and head over to the bed, where he already was laying.

They both attempted to catch their breath, lying on their backs, exhausted and satisfied. His hand reached for hers and held it tightly. Their fingers entwined and he turned to face her and smiled.

Just then her phone rang, interrupting the moment. He got up for her, as she could barely move, and went to pick up her bag off of the floor. He pulled out her phone and his face fell.

"Mark." He mumbled before throwing the phone on the bed. He stood there, not taking his eyes off of her.

Kelly exhaled slowly, trying to gather herself before hesitantly answering.

"Hello?" She said breathlessly, doing her best to sound normal. "Um... tonight?" She exhaled. She could feel Dylan's eyes on her, as she sat up on the bed. "Uh yeah... sure, I'm free. ...I can't wait either." She hung up, expressionless.

"Well..." Dylan cleared his throat, "Glad I wore you out before your big date." He said smugly with an infuriated expression painted across his face.

"Hi, how was your day?" Kelly seemed extra bubbly when Pamela walked into the house. Pamela eyed her suspiciously.

"Fine... What about you? Someone slipped a valium in your drink?" Pamela put her school bag down on the kitchen counter

"No." She chuckled, "I'm just uh happy to see you. Did you have a good day?"

"Well." Pamela slumped herself onto the bar stool. "James still won't even say hi to me, but apart from that, all good." She rolled her eyes

"Oh, I'm sorry, honey." Kelly sighed. "He'll come around."

"Yeah, whatever." She sighed, as Kelly handed her a bowl of strawberries. She plopped one in her mouth while watching her mother pace around the kitchen.

"Listen," Kelly said still roaming about. "I'm meeting Mark for dinner, so I made a casserole for you to eat tonight."

"Oh, thanks." Pamela appreciated, "How are things with this Mark guy?"

"It's going good..." Kelly wouldn't turn to face her daughter, she kept her eyes firmly on the cutting board she had just pulled out. "He's... nice."

"Okay." Pamela nodded. "...'Cause while I was at dad's this weekend, he told me something."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah... he's going to propose to Janet."

"Oh." Kelly finally turned around. "Already? It hasn't even been a year yet."

"It will be after Thanksgiving..." Pamela replied

"Wow..." Kelly shot her daughter a soft smile. "Well, there you go."

"Are you okay with this?" Pamela asked

"Yeah..." Kelly assured, "It's nice. He got a second chance at love. He deserves to be happy."

"...So do you." Pamela smiled at her.

"God, this is delicious." Mark said after a bite of his carbonara.

"Yeah... I love this restaurant." Kelly smiled. He looked up at her, and admired her beauty.

"You know, Kelly..." He began, "I know we haven't been dating that long, but I think you're amazing. It's been a long time since I felt this close to someone else. And I know you're just coming off of a divorce, but that's okay with me. We'll move when you're ready."

She was taken aback by his openness. Appreciating his words, she smiled softly at him.

"Thank you..." She reached for his hand and squeezed it, and he smiled back at her.

"I appreciate you taking me to the mixer, and showing me that part of your life, with your daughter." He paused, "But I have to say, not all of your friends warmed up to me."

"Really?" She asked

"Your friend Dylan didn't quite exchange pleasantries."

"Oh." She started to feel nervous once his name came up. "Don't mind him." She tried to sound dismissive.

Mark noticed her warm demeanor shifted to cold. "Hey, it's okay." He assured, "I used to know the guy when we were kids. He doesn't bother me."

Kelly inhaled, placing her fork down. "Look... I know we're not serious yet, but you've been so wonderful to me... I don't want there to be any issues for you." She paused, "But you should know, Dylan and I have history. We had a child together who was adopted." She didn't want to go through this but she felt it was right for Mark to be prepared. If there's any hope for this relationship, they will both have to be stronger than Dylan and his attempt to drive other men away.

"It's... sometimes hard for him." Kelly continued, "We have a strong connection and... well, it would be hard for anybody."

"I get what you're saying." Mark smiled, "But he's not driving me away."

Kelly really liked him. He was a nice blend of both Brandon and Dylan. He had Dylan's assertiveness, his depth, and his fire, but he had Brandon's drive, his work ethic, and his warmth.

But she still couldn't quite be as confident as Mark. She put on a brave face and smiled at him, but inside she was more worried than ever. Not just for Mark, but for herself. As hard as she tried to be present at the dinner, all she could think about was Dylan's voice, Dylan's kiss, Dylan's tongue, Dylan's smirk, Dylan's touch, and Dylan's body, and her all wrapped up in him earlier.

She exhaled, trying to shake off the passion they had shared in room 201. Just thinking about it made her toes curl under the table.

Breathe in breathe out, there is no sound
We move together up and down
We levitate, our bodies soar
Our feet don't even touch the floor

But nobody knows you like I do
'Cause the world, they don't understand
That I grow stronger in your hands

Turn the lights down low
Take it off, let me show
My love for you insatiable
Turn me on, never stop
Wanna taste every drop
My love for you insatiable

Can't close my eyes when I'm with you

Insatiable, the way I'm loving you