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Chapter 13

The cab ride back to the hotel must have been the longest moment of Samantha's life. At least that's what she thought until the elevator ride up to their suite, which seemed to be much longer than the cab ride. From the time they had seated themselves in back of the cab, Horatio hadn't said a word. Then again maybe he had. Samantha was pretty sure her heart was beating too loud for her to have heard anything he might have said.

Finally, Horatio and Samantha arrived at the door to their hotel suite. Sliding the key into the door, which also seemed to be in slow motion, Horatio opened the door and waited for Samantha to step inside. She gasped in surprise.

The entire hotel suite was bathed in the soft light from dozens of candles. Candles filled the kitchen, living room, dining room, and from the looks of the light coming through the open doorways, the bedrooms and bathroom as well. Feeling her eyes well up with tears, Samantha turned to Horatio. "How did you do this?"

Horatio bowed his head. "I made a phone call after I heard an angel sing." He felt Samantha's soft fingers tilting up his chin and looked into her eyes. They shone with unshed tears but also sparkled with amusement.

She smirked. "What if my answer had been different?" She asked softly.

Horatio chuckled. "Then I imagine I would have felt quite foolish when you saw the room."

Samantha smiled up at Horatio. "You are the sweetest man I have ever met." She kissed him softly. Pulling gently back, Samantha looked into Horatio's eyes, now darkened with so much passion they appeared black in the soft candlelight. "Your room or mine?" She whispered huskily.

With a soft grunt Horatio reached for Samantha, lifting her into his arms as he kissed her and walked with her in his arms. Deciding on his own bedroom, Horatio kicked the door shut behind him, gently setting Samantha down in front of the bed. Eyes never leaving Samantha's, Horatio shrugged out of his black suit coat, letting it fall to the floor. Samantha's breathing quickened as he held her gaze, slowly unbuttoning his shirtsleeves. He then set to work on the front buttons.

"No." Samantha said softly, effectively stopping Horatio's hands from unhooking the first button. "Let me." She moved forward, sliding her hands gently down his strong chest before working on the buttons. Horatio's hands fell to his sides as he watched Samantha methodically unbutton his shirt button by agonizingly slow button. Seemingly an eternity later, Samantha arrived at the last button. Freeing it from its clasp, Samantha was unable to hold back a soft moan as she slid her hands over Horatio's heated flesh. Bending her head, Samantha ran her tongue down the center. Horatio shuddered at the delicious sensation.

Moving her tongue back up his body, Samantha slid her hands outward and spread Horatio's shirt open, sliding it down his arms and letting it fall to the floor. Samantha all but purred as she ran her hands over Horatio's pale muscled skin. Moaning, Samantha locked her mouth around his left nipple. Horatio clutched her head to him, a low growl emitting from his throat as she swirled her tongue around his nipple and then set work on the other.

Still worshiping his chest with her mouth and tongue, Samantha reached down and undid his belt, quickly sliding it from the loops where it joined Horatio's shirt and coat on the floor. Her hands went to the fastenings of his pants. Horatio covered her hands with his for the second time that evening. She looked up at him, mouth slightly parted, her breath coming in short gasps.

"Are you sure this is what you want?" Horatio asked, still trying to convince himself that what they were doing was wrong even when it felt so right.

Samantha kissed his worries away, pulling back and smiling up into his handsome face. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life." She turned her back to him, looking seductively over her shoulder. "Unzip me?"

Swallowing hard, Horatio stepped forward and slowly unzipped the back of her dress. A fresh wave of desire crashed through him when his fingers gently brushed the bare flesh of her back. Shrugging her shoulders, Samantha allowed the dress to fall off her body and pool around her ankles, leaving her completely naked to Horatio's gaze.

Horatio groaned and licked his lips. "You… you didn't put your underwear back on before we left?"

She winked at him, turning and stepping forward. Her lips hovered above his as she whispered, "Disappointed?"

"No." Horatio groaned. Taking a small step back, he allowed himself to take in the site of the beautiful woman who stood naked before him.

Samantha's body was perfect in the soft candlelit glow. His hungry gaze moved slowly down her body, passing over each delicious inch of her flawless white skin. His eyes moved over her breasts, nipples erect with excitement. Licking his lips in anticipation, Horatio turned his attention to her taught flat stomach and down to the dark patch between her legs.

"Well…" Samantha said quietly, a soft smirk on her face. "One of us has too many clothes on." She looked down briefly at her own nudity. "I don't think it's me."

Horatio smirked. Kicking off his shoes and socks, he pulled his pants and boxers down his body and stepped out of them.

Now it was Samantha's turn to ogle. The site of Lieutenant Horatio Caine with his hair disheveled standing naked in front of her was enough to make her come on the spot. 6-feet and lean, Horatio's body was muscled and hard, a soft spattering of dark red hair covering his chest. Her gaze fell to the narrow hips he always thrust forward when he stood relaxed with his hands on his hips. She'd never be able to look at him standing that way again without a jolt of excitement shooting straight to her core.

Unabashed by her nakedness, Samantha pulled Horatio gently to the bed. "Make love to me Horatio." Beneath the desire she could see the uncertainly in his eyes.

"I don't… I don't have any protection, Samantha." He looked at her pleadingly. "You could already be carrying my child."

She smiled softly and nodded. "I know. But I don't care, Horatio. We'll deal with that later if we have to. Right now… I need you."

His expression was pained as thoughts of her carrying his child threatened to overtake him. Even more so, her carrying a child she didn't want.

Horatio sat down on the bed watching as Samantha moved to kneel next to him. She pressed her lips gently to his, tenderly exploring while she buried her fingers in his soft red hair. She felt Horatio's hands hesitantly come up to her own red locks as he pulled her on top of him with a soft grunt.

Before he could convince himself not to, Horatio reached down and guided himself slowly into Samantha's wetness. She gasped into his mouth at the feel of him filling her. Inch by delicious inch he filled her until Samantha was sure she wouldn't be able to take any more of him. With one final grunt, Horatio slid home and buried himself to the hilt inside her. Sitting up and moaning, Samantha let her head fall back as she rode Horatio. His hands grasped her hips firmly as he watched Samantha take all of him inside her, rising and falling atop his hardness.

Horatio reached down between their bodies and rubbed Samantha's clit, her head instantly coming forward to lock eyes with him as she screamed out her pleasure. Smiling wickedly, Horatio continued to rub Samantha, picking up speed as she increased the momentum in which she road him. Leaning forward, Horatio captured one of Samantha's breasts in his mouth. Samantha moaned and clutched his head to her, certain that she was in danger of dying from the intense pleasure this man was giving her. Continuing to rub her as he suckled her breasts, Horatio gave Samantha a soft pinch in her most intimate region. He felt Samantha's release a second before she cried out his name as her orgasm overtook her. Samantha shuddered and moaned as her body clenched and unclenched around Horatio. Crying out with surprise, Samantha felt herself being thrown onto her back as Horatio loomed above her, still buried deep inside.

Horatio shifted gears and began thrusting inside of Samantha with bruising force. Samantha threw her head back screaming his name as Horatio buried his face into her neck and moaned as he thrust home again and again. Samantha felt herself climbing towards another peak as Horatio thrust harder and harder inside her. Suddenly, Horatio bit down on Samantha's neck and she cried out as her world exploded a second time. Letting himself go, Horatio groaned harshly as his own release found him and he exploded inside Samantha, calling out her name. Shuddering Horatio road out the waves of pleasure until he finally collapsed atop Samantha, his arms no longer possessing the strength to hold him.

The sounds of their labored breathing filled the room as they clung to each other, their bodies slick with sweat. Rolling off her after he regained some of his strength, Horatio gathered Samantha into his arms, holding her protectively against his chest. The sleepy smile she gave him as she looked up into his eyes effectively melted Horatio's heart. As sure as Horatio knew anything, he knew he was in love with this woman.

Feeling her shiver beside him, Horatio gathered the blankets around them and pulled her closer to his warmth. Samantha sighed and snuggled deeper into Horatio's chest, her warm breath tickling the hairs of his chest. Wrapping his arms around her, Horatio placed a kiss into her soft red hair as he felt Samantha's breathing change while she drifted off to sleep.

"My sweet Samantha…" Horatio muttered softly into her hair before he too drifted off to sleep.