*Paul's POV*

The sunlight streaming in the window woke me the next morning. It took a few seconds for me to realise where I was.

I leaned over and pulled Caitlin closer to me. She sighed happily in her sleep and snuggled in closer to me. She looked so beautiful, her hair falling into her face and the sun glistening on her skin. I gave her a soft kiss and her eyes slowly fluttered open.

"Hey," she murmured groggily. "What are you looking at?"

"The most gorgeous woman in the world," I replied, smiling. "You are so beautiful."

"You softie," she grinned and hit me with her pillow. "Who knew the Game was a sap?"

"That's it," I laughed picking her up. "You asked for it.

She giggled as I threw her down in a playful slam. "Stop. I'm sorry. Your secret is safe with me. I won't tell anyone."

I stopped and laid back down.

"Except maybe Jeff," she added with a mischievious twinkle in her eye.

She jumped up and walked to the bathroom, wearing only my shirt. I watched, admiring her body. At that moment there was nowhere else in the whole world I'd rather be.

*Caitlin's POV*

As I stepped into the shower and let the water run over my body, I felt almost totally at peace. At the back of my mind there was still a nagging doubt.

He's had his way with you, I told myself. It can still backfire and he could lose interest. It has happened before.

I pushed the thought out of my head as I rubbed the shampoo into my scalp.

"You need any help?" Paul asked, making me jump.

"You scared me you dick," I laughed, splashing him playfully.

Still wearing his shorts, Paul climbed in beside me and pulled me into his arms.

"Well in that case, I think I'll need to keep you warm to stop you going into shock," he told me, rubbing his hands up and down my back. "What do you think?"

I kissed him softly. "I think you should take off those shorts and then you can do whatever you think I need."

Obediently Paul pulled off his shorts. Giving me a cheeky grin, he picked me up and pulled my legs around his waist. Pressing me against the cool tiles, he kissed me hard, his tongue feeling the depths of my mouth. I kissed back, my hands holding fistfuls of hair.

Without warning, Paul penetrated me and I let out a small moan of delight. He thrust into me over and over, harder every time. As he quickened, our breaths became shallower and I could feel myself nearing orgasm.

"Make me cum baby," I moaned into his ear.

Paul thrust into me, harder than before and I let out a scream of ecstasy as I orgasmed. I felt him shudder as he came and he loosened his grip on my sides. As I found my feet and tried to step out of the shower, he pulled me back.

"Not so fast lady," he grinned. "You haven't scrubbed my back yet."

*Paul's POV*

I watched her move around the room as she dressed. She had a quiet grace I'd never noticed until that morning. Everything she did was pure elegance.

Eventually she decided to wear low cut black flared jeans and a white vest top. As she bent over to dry her hair, I caught a glimpse of her tattoo at the base of her spine. For some reason I was very turned on by it.

"What are you staring at?" She asked in an amused tone, looking at me in the mirror. "I swear, I think you have a problem. All you do is look at me."

"Fine then I'll look at someone else." I laughed. I looked round and noticed the time. "Listen babe, I have to go. I arranged to meet Kev and Shawn."

"No problem." She smiled, and I swear it lit up the whole room. "Phone me later."

I crossed the room and picked up my jacket. I gave Caitlin a quick kiss on the cheek and bounced out the door. And the whole time, it felt like my feet never even touched the floor.