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After paying the check for dinner, Rae made her way to the elevator. Nick and his wife approached not far behind her. She ducked into an empty car and stabbed the close-door button hurriedly. Jules had deserted her shortly after she had returned from the ladies' room and had to explain the heated and incensed looks tossed their way from Nick and his wife. She breathed a sigh of relief when the doors began to close and she spied the couple standing across the hall at another set of elevators.
The doors opened to the sound of laughter and Rae released an irritated growl when she saw the couple walking down the hall a short way in front of the elevators. Why did it always seem as if you were on the slow elevator? Did they all not travel at the same rate of speed? Yet, there they were and had somehow reached their floor before she did. She started down the hall and was startled from a loud thump caused by Nick shoving the blonde bodily up against the wall as he fumbled with the door key while they kissed hungrily. He thrust his knee between her thighs and Rae heard the woman moan passionately as she slid a calf up his leg to wrap her leg around his thigh.
Rae heard Nick curse softly before the blonde ran her hand down his arm to slide the cardkey from his fingers and blindly open the door. As he backed the woman into the room, she jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist. Rae approached the door just as it closed in her face and heard another loud thump and could only assume Nick held the woman pinned against the door.
She turned to go to her room just as husky, passion-filled voices penetrated through the door. "I can't wait, Baby...I need you now," she heard Nick groan impatiently. The woman's panted response was, "I'm ready, Tiger...please! Hard and fast, my love...like our first time."
Rae placed a hand on the door, the urge to stop them was overwhelming and just as she lifted her hand to knock on the door she heard the elevator doors open. She deserted her idea and slipped quietly into her room across the hall.
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Frank supported Shay while she regained her footing and she watched him as he quickly shed his jacket and sweater and toed off his shoes and socks before she could even think to move through her dazed and passion-drugged state. The sight of his skin only further excited her and when he ravaged her with his deep chocolate eyes, she nearly reached orgasm without any further physical touch.
Frank took in the sight of his wife; her eyes blazed a brilliant blue when she was consumed by her desire. Her breasts heaved with each heated breath and he wondered how the tight material of her dress managed to keep them confined. He closed the distance between them and as she worked at freeing him from his slacks, he ran his palms down the flesh of her bosom, rolling the material down just enough to reveal her pert, rosy nipples. He moaned throatily when his lips met her warm flesh and he felt her hand at the back of his neck, urging him to take his fill of her. When he felt his slacks and briefs ease down over his buttocks, he did just that. Reaching down to the hem of her dress, he slid it upward. Silently he thanked God she wore no stockings, only thin, silky panties. He hooked a thumb on each side of the tiny waistband and with one undisciplined tug his only obstacle was gone.
"Mmmm...Yes, baby," Shay responded when he lifted her to wrap her legs around his waist and thrust unceremoniously inside her. "Ohmigod, yes!" she cried as his rough, rapid thrusts consumed her; rocked her to her core.
He squeezed the cheeks of her bottom brusquely as he thrust into the warm, slick depth of her. His need had been too intense to temper and he felt his release move swiftly to the surface. He crushed his mouth to hers hungrily as the exquisite pain began to build; he was close, so close to the edge and wanted to take her with him.
Shay moaned with each ramming thrust. They would love well into the morning, tender, gentle, loving, heated, passionate and even fiercely as they were now. There were never enough ways to get close to him. Any way they loved was heaven as far as she was concerned. When his mouth closed over hers in a desperate hunger, she gave all that she had, her tongue sliding past his lips to meet his. His lips tantalized hers and the overwhelming feel of his tongue as it danced along hers, coupled with the feel of his hardness moving inside her, was more than enough to bring her to the brink. She clutched his shoulders intensely, her nails biting into his skin, and cried out sharply within the kiss as she felt her desire coil to the pinnacle and burst into a thousand points of light behind her eyes. At the same time she felt him tense with the power of his climax and slam into her one last time as he met his release deep within her.
As their breathing eased and their fervor abated, Frank released her to stand on her own. She laughed softly when he collapsed into her arms, once again pinning her back against the door. "Do you think we'll ever make it to the bed?" she whispered softly.
Frank nipped her earlobe playfully. "The bed, the floor, the shower...the balcony, if you're up to a little outdoorsy scene."
She pushed at his chest lightly. "Frank Donovan, you're an exhibitionist!"
He chuckled against her neck. "I told you once, I would take you any way I could get you."
She sighed softly and hugged him tightly. "We'll see, baby. Let's try the bed next, hmm? I think you pounded me into the wall enough for now."
He laughed loudly as he moved away from her and stepped out of his slacks and briefs that had pooled around his feet. "The bed it is," he responded and lifted her into his arms. He carried her to the bed where he laid her down gently. "Round two," he whispered as he lowered himself alongside her.
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Rae thumped her pillow forcefully. She was not sure why she was letting Nick's sexual exploits and varied relationships bother her so much. Was she still in love with him? No. No No No. It was nearly three in the morning and she had managed to elude sleep entirely while she lamented over her troubled thoughts. She tossed the covers aside and slid out of the bed. She had to see Nick; had to get this anger out of her system. She picked up the robe that lay at the end of the bed and shrugged it on as she headed for the door. Grabbing her room key, she slipped it into the pocket of the robe and headed out the door. She crossed the large hall and knocked loudly on the door before she could change her mind.
Hearing the knock at the door, Frank reluctantly lifted his head from where he was devilishly tormenting his wife's nipples with his tongue. "What the f..."
Shay shrugged and snuggled back into the mattress, guiding his head back to her breast. "Ignore it."
"Mmm..." he agreed, resuming his erotic task. Bamm Bamm Bamm The knock persisted. "Damn it!" he cursed and rolled off the bed, causing Shay to groan her displeasure. "Stay right there...don't move," he ordered and pulled a towel from the bathroom rack as he passed by and wrapped it around his waist.
Aggravated, he tossed open the door. "You!" he spat. "What the hell do you want now?"
Rae released the breath she had been holding. He stood before her wearing only a towel that he held together at his hip. His hair was a tousled mess and his lips were swollen from lovemaking. He should be with me! "We need to talk," she whispered.
Frank lifted an irritated brow. "Lady, I have absolutely nothing to say to you." He smiled down at Shay when she ducked under his arm that held the door open to snuggle up to him. "Nice toga," he chuckled, noting the sheet she had wrapped around her.
"Thanks," she murmured before licking his bare chest possessively while she eyed the irritating woman. She was not normally a flaunty type of person, but the gall of this woman had pushed her patience past its limit. She moved to stand in front of Frank, blocking his body from the intruder's view. "If you'll excuse us," she said, flashing defiant eyes at the lady doctor. Reaching behind her she got a firm grasp on Frank's towel, "We were in right in the middle of something..." she whipped the towel from his body and tossed it at the woman, "nasty." With a catty smile, she backed Frank away from the door and closed it in the woman's face.
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Across the hall, Nick had been jarred from sleep when he heard the knocking and reflexively opened his door. He saw Rae standing in the doorway to the room across the hall from hers. He moved to close his door when he heard her knock again. Intrigued, he waited and was shocked to see his mirror image open the door. Frank! He bit back the laughter that threatened. How ironic. He had been trying to get a hold of his cousin since he had arrived in Chicago and here he was, staying in the same hotel. Rae had obviously mistaken Frank for him and when he saw the blonde come to the door, she had evidently become jealous by the thought of her ex-lover making love to the beautiful woman. He had to admit, his cousin did have excellent taste. No hard task in seeing why Rae was so jealous. A slight smile touched his lips as he closed the door soundlessly.
"Come back to bed, baby," Michelle's sleepy voice called to him from across the room.
He crossed the floor quickly and as he reached for the bedside light switch, he found himself smiling again. This time he smiled in amusement. Michelle had buried her head under her pillow to escape the blaring lamp. He had absently switched it on when he had gone to check the door. "Sorry, Shelley," he apologized and turned off the light.
Once the light was doused, Michelle withdrew her head from underneath the pillow. "Why on earth did you even get up to answer the door at this ungodly hour?" she groused tiredly. When Nick slid back into bed, she snuggled against him, pillowing her head on his chest. "Who was it, anyway?"
Nick chuckled softly and wrapped his arms around her. "Rae," he said simply without elaboration. He heard Michelle's irritated sigh and stroked her blonde hair softly. Although Michelle knew he no longer harbored feelings for Rae, she insisted that Rae still clung to their relationship. It was a nuisance she was tired of dealing with.
"What did she want?" Pushing up to support herself with her elbow, she looked at Nick's face. She found him grinning; a somewhat self-satisfied look pasted onto his face. "What's so funny?"
"She...uh...had the wrong room." He leaned in and pressed a kiss to her forehead. He had yet to inform Michelle about his identical cousin. He wasn't quite sure why he was so reluctant to tell her; perhaps it had something to do with Michelle's twin sister Rachelle dying in childbirth not too long ago. Although she had learned to accept her loss, it was still very fresh in her mind. In spite of that, he wanted her to meet his cousin, just as much as he was looking forward to seeing Frank himself.
"I'll say she did," she quipped, unaware that Rae had not been knocking on the door to their room. "What say, my Adonis?" she asked, moving until she lay atop him.
"Your Adonis says he has other things on his mind." His lips captured hers in a deep, fiery kiss as he rolled her smoothly underneath him, pressing her body softly into the mattress.
Breathless, she reluctantly broke the kiss. "I love how your mind works." All thoughts of Rae's untimely visit were forgotten as Nick swept her away to places only lovers dared venture.
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to be continued...