Author's Note: Thanks to all of you for the great reviews! This chapter starts to head into *adults only* territory, although we're not totally explicit yet... Just some fair warning…

Chapter 5

Horatio's white Lexus had barely coasted to a stop in front of the massive mansion, when the faithful Donovan was smoothly down the front steps and opening the passenger door for Jade to exit. With surprising speed, he was suddenly right there on the driver's side, opening the door for Horatio.

As the three of them entered through the looming front doors, Jade turned to Donovan.

"Donnie, dear, it's late," she said warmly, in her elegantly light European accent. "I'm sure I won't need anything else tonight. You can go."

Unseen to Horatio, Donovan gave her a sly, knowing smile.

"Yes ma'am," he replied, his voice the picture of professionalism. "Have a lovely evening."

He also turned and nodded to her blue-eyed guest. "Pleasure to meet you, Sir."

"You too, Donovan," Horatio answered. "Thank you."

He's clueless… Donovan thought, suppressing a smile. He has absolutely no idea what's in store for him…

He turned and bowed respectfully to Jade before making a quiet exit.

When Donovan was outside the mansion and had just taken flight over the rooftop, he couldn't help himself. He smiled broadly and sent one more thought to her. He's a strong one. Have fun…

She responded almost immediately, he could feel her almost giddy with delight. Thank you Donnie… Now run along… And why don't you take tomorrow off…

Yes Ma'am… Thank you… he answered as he flew further away, trying not to actually giggle out loud. Just thinking about what his lovely Sire was going to do to the strong red-haired mortal was making him hungry for some soft, pleasuring flesh of his own. He headed off towards the beckoning lights of the upscale clubs of downtown Miami.

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Jade strolled casually through the rooms and halls of the large mansion, her arm draped comfortably over his, and at times, leaning sensually against his side, pointing out some historical feature or a particular piece of art that she favored.

Horatio was thoroughly enjoying the tour, it was a truly fascinating place and the scientific side of him was genuinely intrigued by the vast collection of paintings, sculptures and other unique items from all over the world. But, even with all that, at times he found his attention wandering. Especially when she leaned against him. It was such an innocent thing, or so he thought. But he could feel the delicious warmth of her strong, lean body pressing against him, and it was taking all the mental focus he could muster to keep his mind on what she was saying.

Jade was actually quite delighted to show Horatio some of her favorite things, which she had collected over the centuries. She could tell that he really was genuinely interested. He had a passion for knowledge, for history… his intelligence was so very, very refreshing. And all wrapped up in such a magnificent and powerful body. She was getting hungrier and hungrier for him.

She decided not to toy with him as she showed him around her home. She could easily control his thoughts, and he would be completely under her power and do whatever she wished him to do. But that was not what she wanted. Not with him.

She never actually put any thoughts into his head, she just entranced him with her lovely eyes, and skillfully plucked away at the hearty bonds of his iron-clad self-control with the skill of a surgeon, letting his deeply buried passions come rushing and bubbling to the surface. And she was elated with what she had already felt from him. There was a red-hot torrent of unsatisfied need, wanton lust and driving desire that he was keeping tightly locked down and very carefully guarded. And she was going to completely unleash it…

VVVVV

Horatio was completely captivated with the comfortable tour of the amazingly massive mansion. And after wandering along so many twists and turns of so many halls and rooms, he suddenly realized that he had no idea where they were.

He was lulled by the smooth sound and cadence of her velvety voice, and the feel of her incredibly supple body so close at his side. They were now standing on the third story balcony overlooking the expansive back gardens, basking in the balmy Miami moonlight.

Horatio knew he would be dog tired tomorrow, but he felt so energized when he was around Jade. He couldn't explain it. And he felt so many long-forgotten stirrings deep within himself. Floods of erotic thoughts flashed though his mind every time he looked at her. An intense burning passion was rapidly awakening within him, and Jade was the sole focus of his desire. He kept trying to tell himself to calm down, he had just met this gorgeous woman, and this was only their first date. But his body didn't seem to want to listen to reason.

She knew that it had already been quite a very long day for him, but she could still feel the strong vibrating energy coming from deep within him, humming like a high-tension wire. So she decided to make her initial move and see how he would respond.

"Let's go back inside," she said, gently tugging him back into the soft warm glow of the hallway which was only mere steps from her lavish bedroom.

She released his arm and slowly moved around and turned to face him, her deep emerald eyes locking onto his sparkling baby blues. She reached out her hand and softly touched the side of his neck. She heard his sharp intake of air and felt his pulse jump. She slowly dragged her hand down along his neck, her eyes leaving his and focusing on the path that her hand was taking.

Horatio stood rooted to the spot that he was standing, feeling the most amazing rush of sensuous energy.

Jade slowly trailed her hand along his neck, feeling his pulse throb against her fingers. She gently dragged one perfectly manicured fingernail along the slight depression in his neck just below his Adam's apple, and traced a slow, sensual line all the way down to the first button of his open collar shirt. She felt his breathing rate pick up as her fingers lightly brushed across his collarbone.

She flattened her palm against his chest, feeling his heart gently pounding through the soft designer fabric. She closed her eyes briefly, enjoying the feel. But then she refocused and kept going. She dragged her hand further down across his well-defined chest, her eyes still following every movement of her hand on him.

She was rewarded with the feeling of both of his warm hands slowly wandering up her arms, completely of their own free will.

Then she let her other hand join her own exploration. She gently placed both hands on his stomach. Not pausing for a second, she slowly slid both hands away from each other, gliding across his lower ribcage and slipping under his expensive designer jacket. She moved her hands all the way around to his back and embraced him, pressing her body fully against his and grazing her nails across his skin through the soft fabric. She heard him softly moan at the sensation.

She lifted her gaze up, only to find his eyes closed and his head tilted slightly back, totally absorbed in the tactile pleasure he was feeling.

"Horatio," she whispered seductively.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked down into hers. She could see dark lust, the raw hunger, the long-suppressed need and desire, but still barely harnessed.

She decided to very carefully pluck the last remaining strands of his self-imposed chains away, while gazing deeply into his crystal blue eyes.

She heard him gasp, and then he responded with fervor. He leaned her back as he tightened his arms around her, swooping in and passionately claiming her lips with his. He kissed her deeply and passionately, rocking his mouth against hers with a raging hunger. It wasn't long before his tongue was licking along her teeth, demanding access to her mouth, which she readily granted.

She moaned deeply into his ravenous kiss as she opened her mouth to him. Her hands traveled up his back, clutching handfuls of the expensive dress shirt fabric and pulling his shirt tails free from the confines of his belt. Finally, her hands slipped underneath the silky fabric and she reveled in the feel his lean, taught back muscles moving under her touch.

She ran her hands up and down his muscular back, raking his hot skin with her nails, as he continued to hungrily kiss her, igniting his passions even further.

She began to breathe heavily as her own building desire and lust for this amazing mortal began to rise to the surface. She pulled her hands from his warm skin and backed away just enough to reach up and shove his suit jacket roughly off of his shoulders… He held her lustful gaze as he released his hold on her, only long enough to extend his arms behind him and let the designer garment fall to the floor. Then he immediately wrapped his arms around her again, pulling her body against him and kissing her deeply.

Horatio felt a massive rush of passionate desire course through him, and briefly struggled with his apparent inability to control it. Everything with Jade was just so… so intense… so completely out-of-control. And he couldn't seem to stop himself. And then he realized that he didn't want to stop himself. He wanted her. He absolutely craved her. Some part of his brain knew that this should frighten him. It should alarm him. But his deeply repressed desires were screaming louder than any possible shred of rational logic. And he found himself giving into it completely…

He looked down into her lovely deep green eyes, and just let go, allowing his deep driving primal desires to take over.

"Jade…" he growled lowly before continuing to ravage her with passionate kisses. He slowly backed her up against the wall in the quiet hallway, shoving his hips against hers. She could feel his rapidly growing arousal, and a rush of excitement coursed through her as her body responded to him.

She knew that Horatio Caine was exactly what she wanted… and everything that she needed… and possibly so much more… And she wanted him. Now.

Still staying entwined with him, Jade moved them both away from the wall and slowly backed her way to the large French doors that opened into her bedroom. They were both panting heavily. Under the continuing onslaught of his searing kisses and wandering hands, she guided him across the room and up onto the silken sheets of her huge bed.

They both began clawing at each other in earnest… wanting to hastily remove every piece of the annoying clothing that was in the way… both desperately wanting to feel the naked skin of the other… and completely devour each other…

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