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Warning: Mature content ahead. If you don't like smut stop reading now. There you've been warned

Chapter 13

Crane Mansion

A horrified Gwen gasped when she saw her husband stumble into their room with torn bloody clothes and a battered face.

"Oh my God Ethan, what happened?" she asked rushing over to him and helping him sit.

"Got mugged," Ethan lied closing his eyes wearily.

Gwen didn't know whether or not to believe him but she let the matter slide, deciding she would investigate later. Going into the adjoining bathroom she gathered up a few towels, a bottle of alcohol, and some bandages and then returned to the room.

Ethan watched his wife through narrowed eyes. When she pressed the alcohol soaked towel to his face he winced and Gwen let out a distressed sigh.

"Do you want to go to the hospital?" she asked and Ethan shook his head.

"I just need some rest," he replied in a pitiful tone making Gwen laugh.

"Lie down then, I'll sleep on the couch tonight," she replied but before she could move Ethan had pinned her to the bed.

"Don't leave," he whispered.

"Ethan..." Gwen sighed but when he framed her face with his hands and pressed a kiss to her mouth she didn't protest.

Ethan kissed her slowly, lingeringly, savoring the taste and feel of her. He was in absolutely no rush. With the same unhurried movements, he removed her top cupping her breasts in his hands and softly caressing the soft mounds.

Gwen let out a little whimper, her body becoming pliant and soft as he continued caressing her and when Ethan lifted up her skirt and slid one finger inside her bikini panties she arched her back to give him better access. She knew it was wrong. Ethan had lied to her and God knows what else he'd done in the time they'd been married. But she couldn't seem to help herself. As much as she hated him for what he'd done, a part of her still loved him.

"Oh God Gwen I want you so much," Ethan panted, unzipping his fly and pushing his erection inside her softness.

Gwen let out another moan when she felt him slip inside her and she squeezed her eyes shut as wave after wave of sensation washed over her.

When they'd both climaxed Ethan let out a contented sigh, pressed a kiss to her forehead and sank into a deep slumber and when she was sure he had fallen asleep Gwen slipped quietly out of the bed and quickly rummaged through the woolen trousers he had dropped on the carpeted floor until she found his wallet.

When she found the wad of cash neatly clipped at the back of his walled, Gwen covered her mouth so she wouldn't wake Ethan with her accusations. The bastard had lied to her for the last time and if it took her the rest of her life she was going to make him pay.

"But how?" she asked herself.

The answer came to her so suddenly she wondered why she hadn't thought of it before and a smile spread across her face as she imagined Ethan's stunned reaction to the bombshell she was about to drop on him. Oh but getting her revenge was going to be so sweet. And if she destroyed her own life in the process...then so be it.

Carmichael Estate

"Damn you Fox let go of me," Teresa shouted when she felt a pair of strong arms wrap themselves around her.

"No," Fox replied heatedly. "Not until you're ready to listen to reason," he added shoving her inside a guest bedroom and locking the door.

"You want me to be reasonable after finding my fiancé in bed with his ex-girlfriend?" Teresa yelled and Fox winced knowing that the trap Audrey had set completely damned him.

"Baby what you saw was Audrey attempting to seduce me. She walked into the room a few minutes before you, stripped and tumbled me on the bed. I was trying to push her off when you walked in," Fox explained.

"How stupid do you think I am Fox? I saw the two of you in that bed...you were wrapped around each other like saran wrap, kissing like there was no tomorrow," Teresa replied and Fox grinned.

"I love it when you're jealous," he whispered against her ear as he cupped her soft bottom and lifted it against his bulging arousal.

"I am not jealous," Teresa replied hotly, trying to ignore the sensations his actions stirred to no avail.

"Sure you are babe...but you have no reason to be. Audrey means nothing to me. You are the woman I love and the only one I want," Fox told her turning her head so he could mold their lips together in a hot, open-mouthed kiss. "I love you Resa, only you. Please believe me when I tell you that I wasn't making love to Audrey. It was all a trap," he added and as Teresa stared at him she read the truth in his eyes.

"Perdoname mi amor," she crooned in Spanish. "Forgive me for being a jealous witch," she added and Fox grinned, realizing that everything had been resolved.

"I've missed you so much Resa," he murmured punctuating his words with soft kisses so Teresa felt as if she were melting.

"I missed you too," Teresa replied lifting the hem of his sweater so she could rub her hands all over his chest.

Fox let out a groan as he felt her soft, nimble hands stroking his nipples and not wanting to be outdone he pulled her melon colored top over her head and quickly unclasped her bra so that her breasts spilled into his hands. Backing her against the wall, he lightly stroked her breasts until her nipples had hardened and then he took one nipple in his mouth, alternately licking and laving it with his tongue until Teresa began to writhe against him.

"Fox...it's been so long...hurry up..." she hissed through clenched teeth and Fox obligingly stripped off the rest of his clothes before lifting her in his arms and carrying her over to the rug in front of the fireplace.

Wanting to tease her a little bit more, he slowly pulled her skirt down, kissing every inch of bare skin exposed as he did so until he'd reached the very center of her femininity. With reverent strokes of his tongue he brought her to a quick climax and when she was shuddering underneath him, he slipped one finger inside her and brought her to the edge again.

"Fox, please...I want this..." Teresa whimpered, her dainty hands stroking his erection and Fox shuddered at the sensations her touch wrought.

"Your wish is my command," he replied pushing her slender thighs apart and settling himself against her.

Slipping a hand between them, Fox stroked her as he slid in and out of her wet warmth with practiced ease. When Teresa let out a small cry and her body began to shake from the force of her climax, Fox gritted his teeth and with one final thrust spilled himself inside her.

"I love you," Teresa whispered sleepily when she regained control of her senses.

"I love you too babe," Fox replied, easing off of her and adjusting her slight weight in his arms so they lay spoon fashion on the rug. "And I promise you Resa that no one is ever going to come between us again," he added softly.

"We'll just see about that won't we?" a furious Audrey whispered from the darkened hallway.

She'd seen Fox huddle Teresa into the room and when it had become apparent that the two lovebirds were "making up," she'd decided to escape while the going was good.

"You're mine Fox and I'm not letting that Mexican bitch steal you away," she added her mind working furiously on a new plan of conquest.

Just then she recalled what Teresa had shouted at Fox when she'd first burst into the room. She'd compared him to someone named Ethan.

"Could it be the same Ethan who married Gwen Winthrop? Can little miss Tacosita have been involved with Fox's brother in law?" Audrey wondered.

It was worth finding out. And if this Ethan turned out to be the same person then maybe he might prove a useful ally.