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Chapter 12: Temperature's Rising

His kiss was just as she remembered it being. Soft, long, wet and hot. His hands were strong, yet soft. His touch was hot, yet soothing. His kiss was hot, yet soft. It was everything that Felicia remembered. Felicia found her senses getting the best of her. As Dave held her hands behind her, she was slowly losing her balance. Although not losing his grip on her lips, Dave caught her body in his arms. His arms now around her slender curvaceous waist, Felicia found herself slipping her arms around his neck.

As they continued kissing, Felicia found herself lost in him. His kiss. His very being. There was nothing she could do, but allow this. This was what she tried to avoid. She knew all along that the first time she laid eyes on him, that he had her. Dave always knew how to get to Felicia and this was no different.

Dave stopped kissing her long enough to pick her up. As Felicia and Dave looked at each other, breathlessly, they realized their beautiful connection was never really broken. She might have been married to someone else, but they both knew that she was belonged to Dave.

Dave carried her over to the bed and laid her down. He soon followed suit and laid on top of her. As they picked up their passionate kissing, Dave reached down and felt her up. Every touch made Felicia want more and more. This is what she needed. There was no denying it.

As his hand made contact with her thighs, Felicia's body began to tingle with sheer, utter delight. She lifted her head back so that Dave could get more access of her neck. She smiled in pleasure as Dave kissed, nibbled and licked at neck and her ears, causing her body to arch underneath him.

Dave knew what kind of effect he was having on her. And the way that she was being submissive to him, drove him wild. Felicia was never one to hold back her feelings when it came to Dave. And Dave knew that fact well.

While his mouth was working her over, Dave slid his hand around to the front of her, as his other arm continued to support her back. He raised her dress up a bit as he crept to her over to her panty line, causing Felicia to shiver. Between his kisses and his hands, Felicia and her body was in pure heaven.

Dave suddenly rolled her over so that she was on top of him. Felicia continued kissing him, driving her tongue deep inside his mouth. He ran his hands over her face to brush the few strands of her hair back from her face. Dave sucked in her bottom lip and began softly nibbling on it. Felicia moaned into his mouth. Dave ran his hands over her ample soft, but yet tight bottom as Felicia continued her assault on his mouth. Even on top of him, he still dominated her. She just closed her eyes and allowed him to have his way. It wasn't long until Dave found the zipper of her dress. While unzipping, Felicia stopped kissing him. But their lips were not apart. As she felt the zipper being pulled, she began to question what was really going on between her and Dave.

She slowly pulled back away from him and examined the situation. She realized that he was not Don. If she went through with this she would be an adulterer. She knew that she was not one of those people. Someone who cheated on her husband was what she was not. No matter how much and no matter how bad she needed this, she would not put herself in a compromising position.

"We can't do this."

Dave looked into her big beautiful brown eyes and saw tears forming. This was not the response he was looking for. He didn't want her to cry. What this moment was about however was the two of them, together again. It was not the moment for her to cry.

"Felicia, what's wrong?"

"This." She said as she rolled off him. "This is wrong."

Suddenly, Dave was a bit on the confused side. How could she be the way she was to him a short second ago and begin thinking of that piece of shit? "I don't understand."

"What is there not to understand? We..I mean...I'm married."

"What's wrong about this, Felicia?" Dave asked as he sat up and turned her to face him.

"Everything." She said as she began reaching for the zipper on the back of her dress. "Everything is wrong about this. And you know it, too."

Dave shot her a look of 'what the fuck ever'. Dave shook his head and allowed her to stand. "You tell me that you love him, but your lips were telling me something a whole helluva lot different."

"I lost myself. And I was wrong. I didn't mean to lead you on." Felicia was trying to convince Dave.

"You didn't lead me on, you know what you want and you let him stand in the fuckin' way. He doesn't love you." Dave stated. "He doesn't love you no where near as much as you think he fuckin' does."

Felicia became defensive. "You don't know anything about my marriage. Like I said before. You think you do, but you don't." Felicia said with her voice a bit shaky. "I gotta go."

Instantly and going on nothing but his instinct, Dave grabbed her again and pressed his lips against hers. Felicia knew in her heart that she was married, but something in her wanted Dave so much more. But she also knew she had to fight her nature. She pulled back away from him, grabbed her purse and walked out the door.

Dave stayed back and took in a survey. What the hell just happened here? How could she have just walked out that damn door? What could Dave do to make her see that Don was not the man for her, that he was, and always will be? Someway, somehow he would make her see. All it was gonna take was time. More time than he thought.

Felicia closed her eyes. She leaned back on the door of Dave's room and took in a deep breath. What the hell did she just do...well...almost do? She knew what she just did with Dave could effect her marriage. Her life. Dave was out of her life and that was the way she intended to keep it. Her love belonged to Don now. Not Dave. Don was the man she called her husband. He was the one who changed her name from Johnson to Feinberg. He was the one who loved her, adored her, wanted her. Not Dave. If all these facts were true, then how could she have wanted to go and mess it all up with Dave? She called her limo driver to come and pick her up.

Not too long after, as she walked out of the hotel and approached her limo, she turned around and looked up towards Dave's room. She closed her eyes and shook her head in disbelief. She hopped into the limo and drove off.

Upon getting back to her parents' house, her cell phone rang. She looked at the number and recognized it. It was Dave. She answered it.

"Hello." Felicia said nervously.

"Where are you?" Dave asked.

"I'm gonna pack up and go home to my hus..."

"Don't you say it. Don't you dare fuckin' say it!"

"What?"

"Give me tonight. If you still want to go home, then by all means, go. But we both know what happened here. And that feeling is not gone."

"What are you talkin' about?"

"I'm talkin' about you and me. I want you to come back here and finish this. "

"Maybe you have been hit over the head with one too many chairs, because you got this all twisted."

"No, I don't. And you know I don't. You know what happened here was real. You felt it, I felt it."

She hopped out of the limo for a brief minute and mouthed to her driver. "Just a second."

"I...we can't do that."

"You wanted it earlier though, didn't you?"

Felicia denied the question. "You are so screwed in the head, you know that?"

"If I'm screwed then so are you."

"No, I'm not."

"Give me tonight, Felicia."

Felicia was torn. As much as she loved Don, she also knew how much she still wanted and longed for Dave. Kissing him earlier defined that fact. Time had indeed been good to him and her, but one thing time didn't do is stop her from truly loving and missing Dave. She turned her attention back to Dave. "Felicia, are you still there?"

"Yeah, I'm still here."

"What do you say? Will you let me show you one more time how much I love you, how much I've always loved you?"

That last statement was all the solid concrete she needed. To hear him say himself that he loved her put a move on heart. It took her back to the day that she sung those words to Dave. How his eyes lit up when she sung it, or anything. Everything she did, he loved. And now that he'd said it to her, it was all she wanted to hear. She swallowed the lump in her throat. "I'll be there."

Dave smiled and took in deep breath. She said yes. He would finally, after ten years, show her how much he still loved her. How much he still longed for her. "Okay, are you coming back now?"

Felicia smiled to herself as she hopped back into the limo. "I'm on my way."