A/N: Thanx for the great reviews, sorry to say this but the path of true
love never did run smooth...
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At this very moment a man dressed entirely in black was getting a severe ear bashing.
"What do you mean you didn't get it again?" an older man was shouting at him. "How hard can it be, complete imbeciles manage to burgle houses every day and yet you, a supposed professional, can't even remove one tiny item from one bumbling archaeologist."
"Well I'd hardly call him that sir, he had a gun and everything. And that Croft woman was there, y'know, from the papers." The cockney accent was slightly incongruous with the man's dangerous appearance.
"I know who you mean, Travers. If she's in on this too we could be in real trouble. Follow them both, and get that damned medallion!"
Travers bowed as the grey haired man picked up a cane with an ornate silver handle and left the room.
*
Alex let out the breath he suddenly realised he'd been holding. He kissed Lara tenderly as they stood up together and she slid her hands down his well formed chest, pausing when she reached the towel around his waist. Then she pulled it away and pressed herself up against him, feeling his erection pushing against her. "I want you so badly," he said between kisses and tugged at Lara's towel. She felt a tingling all over her skin as their naked bodies pressed together. Alex picked her up and laid her gently on the bed, then proceeded to plant kisses all over her stomach, working his way up to pause at her right breast, catching the nipple between his lips. She groaned as he flicked it with his tongue, then bit gently causing her to moan louder. "Are you sure about this Lara?" he asked, looking up at her and seeing nothing but passion and desire in her eyes.
In response she suddenly spun him onto his back, positioning herself above him.
"Hang on baby, slow down!" he said, and rolled her back over. She growled at him as he held her down and gently slipped a finger between her legs, caressing her intimately. When he was convinced she was staying put Alex let go with his other hand and moved down her body. He then carefully slipped his tongue into her opening and swirled it inside her, enjoying the taste of her. Lara was breathing fast and Alex glanced up to see she was gripping the bedposts behind her tightly. Replacing his tongue with two fingers he began to gently kiss her clit, then as she cried out with pleasure he began to flick it with his tongue and then bite her very gently.
"Oh my god! Alex!" she exclaimed, having to pull his head away by his hair as the pleasure was just too much to bear. Besides, it didn't seem fair for her to have all the fun, although Alex seemed intent on pleasing her. She reached down and stroked his member. Understanding what she meant he grinned and positioned himself above her, supporting all his weight with his forearms, rubbing his rigid shaft against her clitoris. Lara tried to take him inside her but again he said, "hang on," this time reaching out to the drawer by the bed, fishing around inside and coming out with a condom. Lara took it off him and powerfully pushed him over onto his back.
She looked at the small packet in her hand and suddenly felt a terrible sinking feeling in her stomach. They hadn't used one had they? That time in the helicopter. She could no longer ignore the unsettled feeling she'd had at the back of her mind for the last couple of weeks, the fact that she kept being sick in the mornings, the fact that although she wasn't normally regular it had been two months now... She looked at the digital display of the clock by the bed, she just had time to make the appointment Hillary had insisted on setting up for her.
"What's the matter Lara?" Alex was looking concerned, lying back with his hands behind his head.
"I have to go Alex, I'm sorry I have to be somewhere," she said quickly, climbing off him and fumbling around for her clothes.
"Are you joking? 'Cos this really isn't funny," he asked with a frustrated scowl, sitting up and pulling a sheet around himself.
"I'm not joking, it's important, ok?"
"No, it's not ok Lara. What's going on here? The truth, please." Alex got out of bed now and grabbed her by the arm as she finished gathering her things together.
"Nothing, I just have to leave. Get off me," she said in a raised voice, trying to pull away from him.
He looked at her but she refused to meet his eye, so he grabbed her other arm and shook her roughly, unable to contain his anger at the way she was acting. "You can't go without telling me what's going on!" he shouted.
"Don't you dare tell me what I can and can't do!" she shouted back, using all her strength to break free of his grasp. She walked purposely towards the door and Alex ran after her. He grabbed hold of her again and this time he was really hurting her. Lara spun around and her right hook connected with his face.
Alex staggered back, she'd actually punched him, and extremely hard. He was speechless and all he could do was put a hand up to the throbbing pain in his eye as the door slammed shut behind her.
*
At this very moment a man dressed entirely in black was getting a severe ear bashing.
"What do you mean you didn't get it again?" an older man was shouting at him. "How hard can it be, complete imbeciles manage to burgle houses every day and yet you, a supposed professional, can't even remove one tiny item from one bumbling archaeologist."
"Well I'd hardly call him that sir, he had a gun and everything. And that Croft woman was there, y'know, from the papers." The cockney accent was slightly incongruous with the man's dangerous appearance.
"I know who you mean, Travers. If she's in on this too we could be in real trouble. Follow them both, and get that damned medallion!"
Travers bowed as the grey haired man picked up a cane with an ornate silver handle and left the room.
*
Alex let out the breath he suddenly realised he'd been holding. He kissed Lara tenderly as they stood up together and she slid her hands down his well formed chest, pausing when she reached the towel around his waist. Then she pulled it away and pressed herself up against him, feeling his erection pushing against her. "I want you so badly," he said between kisses and tugged at Lara's towel. She felt a tingling all over her skin as their naked bodies pressed together. Alex picked her up and laid her gently on the bed, then proceeded to plant kisses all over her stomach, working his way up to pause at her right breast, catching the nipple between his lips. She groaned as he flicked it with his tongue, then bit gently causing her to moan louder. "Are you sure about this Lara?" he asked, looking up at her and seeing nothing but passion and desire in her eyes.
In response she suddenly spun him onto his back, positioning herself above him.
"Hang on baby, slow down!" he said, and rolled her back over. She growled at him as he held her down and gently slipped a finger between her legs, caressing her intimately. When he was convinced she was staying put Alex let go with his other hand and moved down her body. He then carefully slipped his tongue into her opening and swirled it inside her, enjoying the taste of her. Lara was breathing fast and Alex glanced up to see she was gripping the bedposts behind her tightly. Replacing his tongue with two fingers he began to gently kiss her clit, then as she cried out with pleasure he began to flick it with his tongue and then bite her very gently.
"Oh my god! Alex!" she exclaimed, having to pull his head away by his hair as the pleasure was just too much to bear. Besides, it didn't seem fair for her to have all the fun, although Alex seemed intent on pleasing her. She reached down and stroked his member. Understanding what she meant he grinned and positioned himself above her, supporting all his weight with his forearms, rubbing his rigid shaft against her clitoris. Lara tried to take him inside her but again he said, "hang on," this time reaching out to the drawer by the bed, fishing around inside and coming out with a condom. Lara took it off him and powerfully pushed him over onto his back.
She looked at the small packet in her hand and suddenly felt a terrible sinking feeling in her stomach. They hadn't used one had they? That time in the helicopter. She could no longer ignore the unsettled feeling she'd had at the back of her mind for the last couple of weeks, the fact that she kept being sick in the mornings, the fact that although she wasn't normally regular it had been two months now... She looked at the digital display of the clock by the bed, she just had time to make the appointment Hillary had insisted on setting up for her.
"What's the matter Lara?" Alex was looking concerned, lying back with his hands behind his head.
"I have to go Alex, I'm sorry I have to be somewhere," she said quickly, climbing off him and fumbling around for her clothes.
"Are you joking? 'Cos this really isn't funny," he asked with a frustrated scowl, sitting up and pulling a sheet around himself.
"I'm not joking, it's important, ok?"
"No, it's not ok Lara. What's going on here? The truth, please." Alex got out of bed now and grabbed her by the arm as she finished gathering her things together.
"Nothing, I just have to leave. Get off me," she said in a raised voice, trying to pull away from him.
He looked at her but she refused to meet his eye, so he grabbed her other arm and shook her roughly, unable to contain his anger at the way she was acting. "You can't go without telling me what's going on!" he shouted.
"Don't you dare tell me what I can and can't do!" she shouted back, using all her strength to break free of his grasp. She walked purposely towards the door and Alex ran after her. He grabbed hold of her again and this time he was really hurting her. Lara spun around and her right hook connected with his face.
Alex staggered back, she'd actually punched him, and extremely hard. He was speechless and all he could do was put a hand up to the throbbing pain in his eye as the door slammed shut behind her.