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"I don't know what to do, I want you but I feel like I'm betraying my wife," Nathan said looking down the street towards where'd he come from.
"Come on, I want some action," Taylor rubbed up against him, moving her hips sinuously against him.
Sighing, Nathan buried his feelings in a box and focused on his feelings for Taylor. "Sure, let's go."
Jumping in his car, Nathan started driving towards the motel, his hand linked with hers, a smile lingering on his lips. "Time to have some fun."
The door slammed open and lithe bodies clung together in the dance of passion, masculine hands lingering on feminine hips, delicate fingers tracing a harsh jaw line. Nathan pulled back from their heated kiss, "I want you now."
Taylor pulled off her tube top, tossing it on a chair, she helped Nathan off with his sweater. The streetlight blurred through the slatted window, caught the mask of passion glazed over Taylor's face. Nathan let old feelings from their first time overtake him. Haley was a distant memory in his mind.
Pushing her gently back on the bed, he moved over her, his fingers lightly tracing over her skin, her heart pulsed faster, he could feel the beat under the touch of his fingers. Closing his eyes, he listened to it.
"Hey, don't pretend…" a hint of vulnerability coated her tone.
"Pretend?" Nathan opened his eyes.
"That I'm her," Taylor turned her head, looking out the window avoiding his eyes, a sparkle of light caught the glitter of a tear trailing down her cheek.
"I'm not, you're Taylor James, I'm with you, not Haley," Nathan leaned down and kissed her softly, a hint of emotion behind his lips touching hers.
"Why are you here?" Taylor asked him.
"Because I need to feel something again and I'm not using you as a body for that, you have to know that," Nathan straddled her hips while talking.
Wiping her tears away, Taylor smiled, "Yeah I know that." Pulling him back down to her, this time their kiss was fraught with passion. Pushing the hair back from her face, Taylor rolled him over, so she was on top. Shimmying lightly, she flexed her abs for him, laughing lightly, she moved her fingers lightly up his chest.
Caught in the moment, they didn't notice the distraction until a clearing of a throat caught their attention.