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When they finished dinner they went back to Mort's place. It was only 8:30 p.m. but Stephanie was definitely tired.
"If you two don't mind, which I don't think you do, I am going to head back to the hotel. I need some sleep." She said, yawning. "I'll meet you back at the hotel, right?"
"Yes, I'll be back there tonight. I promise." This really was an honest statement.
Stephanie left in her 2004 Silver Volkswagen Bug.
Mort turned to face Elyse, a half grin tugging on his lips. "Now young missy, what do ye propose we do for now?" He asked in that sexy southern drawl. He placed his hands on her shoulders, then sliding them down her arms.
Her knees nearly buckled from his touch. "I have an idea," a smile on her lips. She moved her mouth to his ear and whispered, "By the way, I just adore southern Mort."
Her seductive voice sent chills down his spine. He couldn't wait any longer. he embraced her lips with his own, exploring her mouth with his tongue. She wrapped her arms around his neck. They were both the victims of their own desires.
They broke the kiss and she removed his sweater then the muscle tank. The toned abs was a bit of a shock for a writer that sits inside all day. He moved his hands up and began unbuttoning her shirt. It fell to the floor. He began kissing her again, his hands undoing the clasp to her bra. They then removed the pants quite quickly and laid on the couch. His hands began to explore her body, each touch felt like a bolt of lightening being shot through her.
He noticed for the first time how tan and toned she was. With her blonde hair she really was beautiful. He moved down her body, removing her red lacey Victoria's Secret underwear. He then removed his own boxers. This felt like the first time for both since the acts of that morning felt like a dream. This would be the one time they wouldn't forget.
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He collapsed on top of her, their breathing heavy. He looked up at her and kissed her lips ever so gently.
"I love you, Elyse. I know it may seem fast, but you are the only thing in my life that seems to be going well."
"I love you too Mort. This does seem to be going fast, but that isn't important. All that is important is that we love each other."
They laid there for a few more minutes. She would have fallen asleep had it not been for this voice nagging her in the back of her mind. It kept telling her to go back to the hotel. Reluctantly, she got up and started getting dressed. She had managed to get her bra, underwear, and pants on, when Mort came up behind her wrapping his arms around her.
"Do you have to go?" He asked, whining.
"Yes, I told Stephanie that I would be back tonight. Sorry, but a deal is a deal. I have to go back. But I'll be back in the morning." She put her top on and started buttoning it up. To make things difficult Mort started undoing the buttons she had already done up. This was aggravating, and the only way to make him stop was to kiss him. And that is exactly what she did.
To her advantage it worked. He stopped undoing the buttons on her shirt. This time he reached down and tried to undo the button on her jeans.
"Mort Rainey!" She exclaimed, backing away playfully. She did the button up on her jeans. "How dare you."
"I'm so sorry. I just don't want you to go. You make me feel so good, and I don't want to loose that."
"Mort, you aren't going to loose me. I'm just going back to Boston for the night. Look, if you are that worried just come with me." She said, inching closer. She put her hands around his waist, and stared into those big brown eyes.
"No, I'll stay here. I'll work on my next book." He leaned in and kissed her. Now he was trying to make it so she didn't want to leave. He succeeded partially. He succeeded in the sense that he didn't want to leave. But she still pulled away, grabbing her keys and purse off the end table.
"Goodnight Mort. Call me in the morning." She placed one last kiss on his lips.
"Goodnight Elyse. Drive safely." He returned the kiss and she was out the door. He watched as she climbed into the car and left his sight.
He decided to go get a Mountain Dew from the fridge. Once he had that he walked up the stairs to his lap-top. There he sat, thinking not what to put in his story next. But about the wonderful angel that just left his cabin. His thoughts were consumed by her and he soon drifted off to sleep right there in his chair.
Meanwhile...
Elyse knew she had an hour drive ahead of her and so she set the cruise control on her car. This made everything so much easier. She sat there thinking about Mort. The way he made her feel, the way he brushed his lips over hers and her knees buckled, but most of all the way he was himself around her. Most guys put on some pathetic act around her. They make her feel inferior. But not Mort, he was different.
She arrived at the Marriot and went upstairs to room 525. She quietly walked in and saw that Stephanie was not asleep but was in fact dressed in her pajamas, waiting to hear all the details.
Elyse just laughed and said, "I'm taking a shower. We'll talk when I get out."
When she turned the water on and let it roll down her body she felt reenergized. She felt as if she had been reborn. She climbed out and got into her pajamas. When she walked out of the bathroom, she could smell food.
"Is that Chinese?" She asked, Chinese food being one of her favorites.
"Sure is, I took the liberty of ordering it for us." Stephanie said, motioning Elyse to join her.
"I have been craving Chinese for the longest time." She said sitting on her bed parallel to Stephanie's. "So, what do you want to know first?"
"Well, I was wondering if he is good. You know?" Stephanie asked helping herself to some sesame chicken.
"Oh my gosh! You have no idea. He is not just good, but phenomenal." Elyse said, obviously glad that she could tell someone.
The rest of the night was filled with gossip. Just before they were going to settle in for the night, Stephanie remembered a phone call that she received earlier that evening.
"Oh Elyse by the way, Brandon called earlier today, right when I got back to the hotel."
"Oh yeah?" She said, sitting up and listening intently.
"Yeah he says he feels really stupid for all that happened between you two and he is coming here tomorrow, well today, at 11:00 a.m. to make-up."
"Well, as far as I'm concerned we are over. And so in that case he's all yours." Elyse said quite satisfied with her new man.
"Thanks and goodnight." Stephanie said laying her head down on her pillow.
"Goodnight, Steph."
Before they knew it they were asleep. Elyse was dreaming of Mort, and Stephanie of Brandon.
A/N: Hey everyone! I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter. I had to bring the ex in. They always make a story interesting. Thanks for reading and please review.
When they finished dinner they went back to Mort's place. It was only 8:30 p.m. but Stephanie was definitely tired.
"If you two don't mind, which I don't think you do, I am going to head back to the hotel. I need some sleep." She said, yawning. "I'll meet you back at the hotel, right?"
"Yes, I'll be back there tonight. I promise." This really was an honest statement.
Stephanie left in her 2004 Silver Volkswagen Bug.
Mort turned to face Elyse, a half grin tugging on his lips. "Now young missy, what do ye propose we do for now?" He asked in that sexy southern drawl. He placed his hands on her shoulders, then sliding them down her arms.
Her knees nearly buckled from his touch. "I have an idea," a smile on her lips. She moved her mouth to his ear and whispered, "By the way, I just adore southern Mort."
Her seductive voice sent chills down his spine. He couldn't wait any longer. he embraced her lips with his own, exploring her mouth with his tongue. She wrapped her arms around his neck. They were both the victims of their own desires.
They broke the kiss and she removed his sweater then the muscle tank. The toned abs was a bit of a shock for a writer that sits inside all day. He moved his hands up and began unbuttoning her shirt. It fell to the floor. He began kissing her again, his hands undoing the clasp to her bra. They then removed the pants quite quickly and laid on the couch. His hands began to explore her body, each touch felt like a bolt of lightening being shot through her.
He noticed for the first time how tan and toned she was. With her blonde hair she really was beautiful. He moved down her body, removing her red lacey Victoria's Secret underwear. He then removed his own boxers. This felt like the first time for both since the acts of that morning felt like a dream. This would be the one time they wouldn't forget.
/~/
He collapsed on top of her, their breathing heavy. He looked up at her and kissed her lips ever so gently.
"I love you, Elyse. I know it may seem fast, but you are the only thing in my life that seems to be going well."
"I love you too Mort. This does seem to be going fast, but that isn't important. All that is important is that we love each other."
They laid there for a few more minutes. She would have fallen asleep had it not been for this voice nagging her in the back of her mind. It kept telling her to go back to the hotel. Reluctantly, she got up and started getting dressed. She had managed to get her bra, underwear, and pants on, when Mort came up behind her wrapping his arms around her.
"Do you have to go?" He asked, whining.
"Yes, I told Stephanie that I would be back tonight. Sorry, but a deal is a deal. I have to go back. But I'll be back in the morning." She put her top on and started buttoning it up. To make things difficult Mort started undoing the buttons she had already done up. This was aggravating, and the only way to make him stop was to kiss him. And that is exactly what she did.
To her advantage it worked. He stopped undoing the buttons on her shirt. This time he reached down and tried to undo the button on her jeans.
"Mort Rainey!" She exclaimed, backing away playfully. She did the button up on her jeans. "How dare you."
"I'm so sorry. I just don't want you to go. You make me feel so good, and I don't want to loose that."
"Mort, you aren't going to loose me. I'm just going back to Boston for the night. Look, if you are that worried just come with me." She said, inching closer. She put her hands around his waist, and stared into those big brown eyes.
"No, I'll stay here. I'll work on my next book." He leaned in and kissed her. Now he was trying to make it so she didn't want to leave. He succeeded partially. He succeeded in the sense that he didn't want to leave. But she still pulled away, grabbing her keys and purse off the end table.
"Goodnight Mort. Call me in the morning." She placed one last kiss on his lips.
"Goodnight Elyse. Drive safely." He returned the kiss and she was out the door. He watched as she climbed into the car and left his sight.
He decided to go get a Mountain Dew from the fridge. Once he had that he walked up the stairs to his lap-top. There he sat, thinking not what to put in his story next. But about the wonderful angel that just left his cabin. His thoughts were consumed by her and he soon drifted off to sleep right there in his chair.
Meanwhile...
Elyse knew she had an hour drive ahead of her and so she set the cruise control on her car. This made everything so much easier. She sat there thinking about Mort. The way he made her feel, the way he brushed his lips over hers and her knees buckled, but most of all the way he was himself around her. Most guys put on some pathetic act around her. They make her feel inferior. But not Mort, he was different.
She arrived at the Marriot and went upstairs to room 525. She quietly walked in and saw that Stephanie was not asleep but was in fact dressed in her pajamas, waiting to hear all the details.
Elyse just laughed and said, "I'm taking a shower. We'll talk when I get out."
When she turned the water on and let it roll down her body she felt reenergized. She felt as if she had been reborn. She climbed out and got into her pajamas. When she walked out of the bathroom, she could smell food.
"Is that Chinese?" She asked, Chinese food being one of her favorites.
"Sure is, I took the liberty of ordering it for us." Stephanie said, motioning Elyse to join her.
"I have been craving Chinese for the longest time." She said sitting on her bed parallel to Stephanie's. "So, what do you want to know first?"
"Well, I was wondering if he is good. You know?" Stephanie asked helping herself to some sesame chicken.
"Oh my gosh! You have no idea. He is not just good, but phenomenal." Elyse said, obviously glad that she could tell someone.
The rest of the night was filled with gossip. Just before they were going to settle in for the night, Stephanie remembered a phone call that she received earlier that evening.
"Oh Elyse by the way, Brandon called earlier today, right when I got back to the hotel."
"Oh yeah?" She said, sitting up and listening intently.
"Yeah he says he feels really stupid for all that happened between you two and he is coming here tomorrow, well today, at 11:00 a.m. to make-up."
"Well, as far as I'm concerned we are over. And so in that case he's all yours." Elyse said quite satisfied with her new man.
"Thanks and goodnight." Stephanie said laying her head down on her pillow.
"Goodnight, Steph."
Before they knew it they were asleep. Elyse was dreaming of Mort, and Stephanie of Brandon.
A/N: Hey everyone! I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter. I had to bring the ex in. They always make a story interesting. Thanks for reading and please review.