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A Soldier's Gypsy

By: indianfire



Author's note: This is my first story, so I hope you enjoy it. Please feel free to leave comments or rate it. I'd love to write more. Also, all characters in this story are 18 or older.

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He can see her from the shadows. Moonlight shines in onto pale, delicate skin. The rich scent of flowers perfumes the air. Silky brown hair cascades down her back, ebbing and flowing with her every movement. His eyes devour the sight of her in the night, and longing spreads within him. Blue eyes watch their prey as she slips between smooth sheets while wearing nothing more than a flimsy slip. Slender fingers slide against silk, and her curves twist and turn in the quest for sleep. At last, the shady form becomes still, lost in the realm of dreams. However, all is not still.

Barely stirring the air, he breathes, still hidden in the darkness. His body is still with the exception of his chest expanding with ragged breaths. He craves her. His whole body is taut, waiting on the verge to strike like a great jungle cat. He wants it, but he holds back and grits his teeth with the effort.

Time passes by unnoticed as the blue curtain of night prevails. Still he watches, waiting and torn. A sound from the bed causes the hair on his nape to rise. His vision hones in on her sleeping form. Her head tosses from side to side; her hands grab at fistfuls of sheet. Fragile whimpers echo in the silence of the room. A nightmare grips the sleeping gypsy, and her face contorts with the angruish of the dream. The hidden predator watches, wanting to go to her but remembering his plan to slip back out of her world without a whisper. A brief battle wages within him, but his mind is soon decided. 

After evaluating the room once more, he strides across the room to her bed, stopping mere inches from her sleep-warmed body. Slowly, he reaches out to gently brush a curl back from her cheek. Another whimper slips from her soft lips at his touch, but he moves closer yet. With careful movements, he climbs into the bed with her. He wraps his strong arms around her and tenderly pulls her into his body. He murmurs soft words into her ear and attempts to soothe her troubled mind. His lips move against her soft hair, and his eyes close on a tight wave of pleasure. Her tense body quiets and settles loosely into him.

He tries to retain some measure of distance, but he can't. Now that he's touched her, he knows he can't just leave. Her soft body is too tempting for him to leave now. Even with his military training, he doesn't have the willpower to resist this sleeping woman. He loves her, and always has. She doesn't know, couldn't know; he made sure of that. He didn't want her to know she had the power to hurt him. There had always been a soft spot in his stony heart for her. It was more than her tempting curves and warm body; it was the way she smiled in the sunlight, how sweet she was to even the coldest stranger. He wanted to protect her. He wanted her for himself. He wanted her mind, body, and soul more than he had ever wanted anything else. 

His arms pull her closer to him, her sloping back fitting perfectly to his toned chest. She sighs in her sleep and his body becomes completely still; he holds his breath for a couple seconds, hoping that she won't wake quite yet. He lets out an exhale of relief when he realizes she's still a captive of sleep. It feels so good to have her in his arms, but he wants more. He debates touching her while she's unaware. He's pretty sure he had seen a glimpse of love for him in her eyes the last time they had seen each other. He doesn't know if he'll ever get the chance again, so he decides that after coming this far, he isn't going to hold back.

He leans his head down, hair cut short, blue eyes sparkling with desire. He exhales a hot breath onto the curve of her neck and sees goosebumps rise in its place. He gets bolder and brushes his lips over her tender skin. She still doesn't wake, so he kisses her neck. She moans gently in sleep, and his desire rages stronger. He wraps one arm around her waist, pulling her into his erection that strains against his ACUs. His other arm reaches around to her breasts, caressing them with a light and sensual touch. Her head tilts back in sleepy pleasure, and her body nestles closer into his solid body. He closes his eyes tight, fighting for control

Hating the added barrier of his clothing, the soldier rises from the bed. He begins stripping off his uniform, hurrying to get back to bed with his dark haired beauty. When he's left standing only in his boxers, he walks back over to the bed. He looks at her and feels his heart skip a couple beats in his chest. His sleeping little vixen will always have a hold of his heart, and she was his. He made up his mind that tonight she would be his, and he wants to make sure she never craves anyone else. She is HIS gypsy. He wouldn't let himself think of everything else he wanted just yet, tonight that would have to be enough.

The soldier climbs back into bed with his vixen, this time propping himself up beside her. Gently, he tugs the strap of her blue slip down her shoulder, attempting to expose more of her flesh. He leans down yet again, his eyes on her face, and runs his tongue slowly over her collarbone. She tastes lightly of honey and warm rain. Her flavor is intoxicating and he immediates wants more. He strokes a nipple through the thin silk of her gown and feels it harden in response. His heart beats even faster.

Though his hands are large and rough, he manages to pull her slip down to her waist without waking her. Her breasts are full and her nipples are a pale pink. He brushes a rough thumb over her nipple and sees it pucker even more. Rubbing that nipple between his thumb and index finger, he takes the other into his mouth. His tongue flicks over her nipples, teasing, and he nibbles lightly on the pink flesh. His gypsy whimpers in sleep, causing a low growl to rumble in his throat. He moves his mouth to the other nipple and gives it the same attention.

Hungrier now, he carefully pulls her slip the rest of the way off. She's wearing a scrap of white lace panties. He easily removes those and tosses them aside. In her sleep, she turns over, and he waits to see if she reaches consciousness. Her chest rises and falls with her deep breaths. Leaning over her, he flutters his fingertips slowly down her neck, then through the valley between her breasts, slides them down her belly, and further still. He's eager to discover if she's as aroused as he. 

Full of anticipation, he reaches between her thighs and finds her hot and wet. Her honey covers his fingers, slick and so warm. He moans, straining to hold back much longer. He flicks a fingernail lightly over her clit. Her body jumps in her sleep, but he no longer cares. He slides a finger completely inside her. She's so tight it takes his breath away. He's almost afraid to have her because he's not sure he'll ever get her out of his system once he does. He teases her, and she squirms in sleep. He feels his control start to slip and knows he'll take her soon. He feels like a teenager again, nervous and so much hungrier for a woman than he ever remembers being. Wanting his gypsy awake for this, he whispers her name into her ear, trying to draw her from sleep. He heart thumps nervously against his rib cage.

Gradually, she wakes from her sleep, slightly disoriented at first. She doesn't scream when she sees him. She could never fear him. Her brows wrinkle in confusion. Why is he here? Is this a dream? she wonders. He moves his finger inside her, and she gasps while her eyes go wide. She's still confused, but distracted by his touch. It feels too real to be a dream. She's wanted him for so long, but she'd given up a long time ago; she never thought he would admit his feelings for her, or even that he wanted her.

"I want you Baby," he whispers, "I want to be inside you. Please, please tell me you want me too."

She looks at him, searches his face. Am I really hearing this? she asks herself. She reaches up to lay her palm against his cheek. It feels real; he feels real. Does she want him? Yes, she does, she always has. She wants him. She wants to be his. She wants him to be hers, but she knows better than to hope for that. His gypsy uses her hand to pull his mouth down to hers for a kiss. His lips are firm, but soft, and his breath is minty. He kisses her like he wants to swallow her whole, waging war with her tongue. With his body on top of her, he lets his hips settle into hers; she can feel how hard he is for her. After they break apart from the kiss, he looks at her, still waiting for her answer.

"Yes. Yes, I want you. I've always wanted you." She whispers. That's all he needs to hear. His boxers are stripped from his body in mere seonds, and he climbs back on top of his gypsy. He takes her lips yet again, thrusting his tongue into her mouth, the way he wants to thrust into her. Surprising him, she nips at his full lower lip and takes it between her teeth, tugging gently. He groans and knows he can't wait any longer. He has to be inside her.

With his eyes glued on hers, he spreads her legs farther apart. He teases her with his cock between her thighs, rubbing it against her clit, making her buck against him. She's so wet; he knows she's ready for him. Never before had he been with her, but he knows he'll never forget this time. He hopes he doesn't hurt her, he can tell she's very tight. He looks at her face, trying to decide if she's ready. His gypsy smiles at him, and he can't help but smile back; he knows that her smile means yes.

No further prodding is necessary. Watching her like a hawk, he gently starts to slide his cock into her soaking wetness. It's a struggle for her to take him in, but she attempts to pull him even closer. Eventually, he's able to slide completely inside of her. Her muscles squeeze him tightly; he moans so loud that she feels the sounds vibrate through her entire body from head to toe. Her nails on his back dig in to his bare skin, almost drawing blood. He slides back a few inches, then thrusts his thick length back inside of her. He knows he's never felt anything as good as this before. His gypsy thrashes beneath him, her legs around his hips to pull him closer. The sensations are almost too much for her to bear as her moans and whimpers grow louder and louder. She feels pleasure building within her, like water behind a dam. Sweaty skin slides against each other and her naked breasts are pressed against his chest. His thrusts become less controlled and he feels close to the edge of exploding. 

"I love you," he pants out right as he feels her grip his cock like a vise. The water breaks through the dam and comes crashing down like a wicked tsunami. He can't take it anymore, he yells out as he cums inside of her, stream after stream. Her own cum coats his cock. Time seems to freeze for a while while both attempt to find reality again. Their breaths are ragged and their hearts pound against each other. She wraps her arms around him and holds him as if she were afraid he would disappear any minute. He rolls to the side and takes her with him. Her arms stay wrapped around him, and he's still inside of her. He kisses the top of her head but feels his eyes begin to drift shut. He's been awake from the past 36 hours and can barely stay awake any longer, especially after that. His gypsy snuggles close and yawns delicately. Both drift off to sleep, content for the first time in a very long time.

The soldier and his gypsy both drift off into sleep, incapable of thinking ahead into the future. The night takes them, and for hours they'll be dead to the world... but what happens in the morning?

A Soldier's Gypsy Ch. 02



Author's Note: This is the sequel to "A Soldier's Gypsy". This is a love story though it does contain sex. If you're into instant gratification, this may not be for you.I hope you enjoy the story, and please vote!! Feel free to comment or send me feedback :)

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She rolls onto her back and stretches in bed. Thinking about the dream she had the night before, she realizes that it still seems so vivid in her mind. She turns over and curls up, ready to lounge in bed just a little longer. A surprised little squeal escapes her when she sees Gabe lying completely still in front of her. His eyes are open and focused on her, but his body is stealthily still. Her brows furrow as her brain attempts to process the situation.

Her dream hadn't been a dream at all. It had been as real as she had wanted it to be. She had wanted him since the moment she met him Guam. She had been on vacation there, and he had been stationed there for a year on his military base. The sexy soldier hadn't noticed her at first; instead he had noticed her friend Morgan. 

[One year ago]

It made her miserable to watch Morgan, who always got what she wanted, get the guy that she had wanted. However, she wasn't surprised. Her friend had gorgeous red hair and blue eyes to match the color of the tropical waters where they were staying. She also flirted like the dickens and had a body to match her beautiful face. Raine was beautiful, but she just didn't have that confident personality like her friend. So she had watched in silence, keeping everything to herself. It killed her to watch Gabe fall for Morgan, but she couldn't stay away.

Gabe was friendly toward her, but he never showed her any romantic favor. He was sweet and funny, but he was also so rugged and masculine. He had a voice that rubbed her nerves like velvet. She felt like she knew him so well already. He was amazing. His big hands managed to be gentle and his smile was always genuine, but it was mostly for Morgan. Everything changed about four days into their week-long vacation. 

It was on Wednesday morning, during breakfast. Raine just knew that Gabe and Morgan had sex the night before; she knew her friend too well. Not only that, she had heard it from the other bedroom. It had been torture. Morgan, as pretty as she was, sounded like a hyena in bed. Those obnoxious squeals did tell her one thing though: Gabe must be amazing in bed. She had been tempted to cry herself to sleep.

She was eating her crepes in silence at the hotel when her friend came storming in to meet her. Morgan looked furious and her fiery red hair had a life of its own. Raine said nothing, she knew she'd hear the story soon enough. 

"That damn man! Who the Hell does he think he is?" Morgan flailed her arms in frustration, then sat at opposite side of the table. She looked stunning in her vibrant red dress. The sequins were almost blinding and would have looked gaudy on anyone else. It made Raine pale in comparison; she was wearing a simple one-shoulder white beach dress. 

"He told me I'm too high maintenance. He said he could tell I was the type that would want a long-term relationship, and that he didn't want that. He said it had been fun, but that's all. He wants to concentrate on his career!" Morgan was seething. She was not used to being turned down at all. It was an entertaining experience to Raine. It was nice not to see Morgan get EVERY guy she wanted. Yet, it was also disheartening. If Gabe didn't want Morgan or a relationship, he definitely wouldn't want her.

"Rae," her friend continued, "I don't know what to do. No guy ever turns me down. What should I do, Rae?"

Wow, this put her between a rock and a hard place. She would feel horrible if she didn't try to help, but if she did help, she might have to suffer even further. Well, it wasn't like she had a chance with Gabe anyway. She might as well just give her friend some honest advice.

"Morgan, just talk to him. Don't go after him if you're just doing it for the challenge. Go after him only if you really like him. He's not going to live here forever, so maybe if you really want to be together, you can be when he's back in the States. If you really want him, you have to convince him that he needs you, that you can be what he wants."

There, she'd done her duty as a friend. She sighed and then rose from the table. 

"I'm going to go back to the room for a little while. I'll see you later."

"Okay. Thanks so much Rae. You're my best friend. I'm going to go find him right now!"

Oh joy, she thought, time to head back to the room and drown in some Rocky Road. As she trudged back to their room, she wondered if it would work. She didn't know whether she wanted it to or not. If she was honest with herself, she would admit that she didn't want it to work. She wanted Gabe for herself. There was just no way he felt the same.

How could she be falling for someone she barely knew? Someone her friend was dating? She was so foolish. Gabe was amazing, and she was falling in love with him, even though she would probably never see him again. 

Back in her room, she slipped into some comfortable pajamas. Rain began to fall outside. Even paradise wasn't always sunny. The grey sky seemed to match her mood, and she began to cry.

A knock on the door startled her, and she looked up to see a rain-soaked Gabriel standing at the sliding doors. She debated whether she should get up and let him in. He was probably just looking for Morgan. In the end, her manners won out and she got up to answer the door. She avoided looking him in the eye because there were still hot tears on her cheeks. 

"Sorry Gabe, Morgan isn't here. She probably went to your apartment to find you."

She still didn't meet his eyes, but damnit, he was too observant. A strong finger lifted her chin so he could see her face. She closed her eyes, but that didn't hide the wet tracks on her face. 

"Rae, what's wrong?" he asked. She struggled and tried to turn away, but he wouldn't let her. He pulled her close and rubbed her back. His kindness broke the dam, and the tears started again. Here he was, his arms around her, but she couldn't have him. He probably had no idea that he was the reason she was so upset. She hiccupped and wrapped her arms around his waist. Those big hands stroked her hair and she was a goner. She loved him. It wasn't possible, but it was happening. 

Without warning he swept her up into his strong arms and walked over to the bed. He sat down and kept her curled in his lap, her head on his shoulder. Finally the tears dried up, and she was still in his lap. She didn't want to move, but she knew she would have to. His fingertips slid up and down her back in a comforting gesture; it felt so good. He could say whatever he wanted, but he was too sweet to be living alone.

"Rae, tell me what's wrong." 

"I can't. It wouldn't help anything and it isn't important anyway."

"Anything that makes you cry is important enough to talk about," he said. She looked into his blue eyes. How could he not see it written all over her face? "Please Rae, just tell me."

"I'm okay now, Gabe. Morgan obviously isn't here, so you can go find her now."

"Who said I was looking for Morgan? Maybe I was looking for you."

"You have no reason to look for me Gabe."

"I disagree. I wasn't looking for Morgan. I wanted to say goodbye to you because I might not be around anymore. I don't want to be with Morgan. It was fun to spend time with her, but I don't want a relationship with her. I think it might be awkward to spend time with the two of you now, but I didn't want to disappear." He brushed his thumb over her cheek. "You never have to see me again, what could it hurt to tell me?"

What the Hell? She decided. He was right; she never would have to see him again. 

"Fine, Gabe. You want to know what's wrong? I want you. I hated seeing you with Morgan, but who would give me a second look when I'm standing next to her? Not you. Nope, you're just like the rest of them. I heard you two last night, and you have no idea how much I hated it."

She jumped up from the bed, her Irish temper peeking out. He had never seen this side of her. He reached out, trying to pull her close again.

"No! Don't touch me Gabe, just go away."

"No, I don't want to go away. Calm down Rae."

The look she gave him was so hot it could melt glass. She turned on her heel and ran. He tried to follow her, but she was gone before he knew it. 

How did he miss it? Probably because he WAS just like the rest of them. He was captivated by those bright blue eyes and that wide smile. When he had seen them at the beach for the first time, he had thought they were both gorgeous, but Morgan had been the social one. She had the confidence that drew people to her, while Raine had been quiet and sweet like her namesake. She did have a fierce side though, as he had just witnessed. Thinking about it now, she was probably more his type than Morgan. She was the type of girl that you took home to your family, the kind of girl that made a happily ever after. Now she was gone. How had he let her get away?

He didn't see her until the day before she was supposed to leave. He stopped her on her way back to her room. He slid from the shadow of a palm and said her name softly. She stopped in her tracks but didn't turn. 

"Raine" he repeated. 

She turned now. Her face gave away nothing. He didn't know what to say; he just knew he didn't want to say goodbye this way. Gabe strode to her and took her into his arms. He began whispering softly in her ear.

"I did give you a second look, but you were so quiet. I didn't think you'd be interested, and Morgan did hit on me, so naturally something happened between her and I. You are beautiful Rae. You're gorgeous."

He couldn't stand that icy look on her face any longer. Gabe leaned in to kiss her, determined to melt her frigid exterior. It took only seconds and she turned to putty in his hands. She started kissing back and he was lost. Her tongue teased at his lips and he opened his mouth to allow her tongue in. Her tongue fought with his at first, thrusting and spearing, but then the kiss turned softer. Their tongues met in smooth, wet strokes. She tasted like sugar cane, and he was ready for his sugar high. His arms wrapped around her and he pulled her as close as he could. Her curves met a rock hard wall of muscle as well as a little hardness somewhere else.

It felt even better than she had imagined it. Here Gabe was, wanting her, touching her, kissing her. Why did she have to be leaving tomorrow? It was a tough fact to face, but today would be the last day she would see him. That thought made her break the kiss. She stumbled back a few steps. Her chest was heaving and her lips were wet. She had never looked more gorgeous to Gabe than now.

"Gabe, you need to leave me alone now. Tomorrow I'll be leaving and you'll still be here. You don't want a relationship right now, and I would. This won't work. You can't keep touching me this way, it only makes it harder to say goodbye, and this is goodbye Gabe. Have a nice life."

With that said, Raine darted in to her room and locked the door behind her. She was tempted to cry, but she refused; she had already spent far too many tears on Gabriel Kalos. 

The next day Raine and Morgan left as planned. Morgan brooded the entire flight back; she hadn't been able to mend things with Gabe. Not that Morgan really cared, she was just used to getting her way. Normally Rae would attempt to comfort her friend. Today, unfortunately, she just didn't feel like caring. Her heart was breaking and she just prayed that life back in Florida would get her over Gabriel.

[Present day]

Raine turned to Gabe in bed.

"What in the world are you doing here Gabe? You're supposed to be in Guam, not here, not with me. I'm never supposed to see you again, not ever. I said goodbye in Guam. You're supposed to be away in the Navy."

" I missed you Rae. A year is a long time."

"Four days is a long time to watch you with Morgan. I guess we're even." A sudden thought occurred to Raine. "Oh my God. Last night really happened?"

The question made Gabe look slightly uncomfortable. "Yes, it was real."

"You had sex with me WHILE I WAS SLEEPING?!"

"You said you wanted it. I assumed you were conscious since you were talking to me..."

"I THOUGHT I WAS JUST DREAMING!" Raine was furious. He took advantage of her. Dream sex was one thing. Real sex was completely different, especially since she'd been off birth control for a couple months. She didn't remember him using a condom. It had been a long year for her too. She hadn't had sex for a long time, so being on birth control hadn't seemed so important then. It did now.

Gabe looked like a rueful schoolboy. He had come to her house last night with innocent intentions. He just wanted to see her before he started the battle for her heart. He really had missed her, and he knew he had messed things up when she was in Guam. It took him about three months without her to realize that he had fallen in love with her. It took him another month to realize he couldn't just get over her. Having sex with horny vacationers had lost its appeal. There was only one woman he wanted now, and here she was.

"Leave, Gabe. Go back to Guam."

"No."

"No? Well why the Hell not? Do you always have to be so difficult?" 

Raine was starting to lose her composure. Not only was it hard to control herself around him, but she was starting to feel a little panic spreading within her at the thought of being unmarried and pregnant. She didn't know how much longer she could keep her cool. 

Gabe, on the other hand, was keeping his control on a strict leash. He didn't want to make another mistake with her. Though he had planned on keeping his cards close to his chest, he thought it was time for some good old fashioned honesty. He took a deep breath to prepare himself.

"Raine, I can't leave now because I love you."

That response left her speechless. It was probably the last thing she had expected to hear him say. She had wondered if he was here looking for Morgan. Well, now she knew he was here looking for her. How could he be in love with her? Wouldn't he have had a harder time saying goodbye in Guam? Didn't they have phones there? She couldn't deal with this right now, and the panic kept growing.

"I can't deal with all of this right now Gabe. I need time to think. You need to leave, at least for now. I'm assuming that since you not only managed to find my address but to sneak into my apartment as well, that you already have my phone number. Call me tomorrow. Maybe then I'll be ready to talk."

Though Gabe wanted to stay, he could be satisfied with that. As long as she was willing to talk to him, he could deal. He didn't want to push her too much. He did indeed already have her phone number programmed into his cell phone. It was number one on his speed dial though he had never called it. He left her apartment and took a cab back to his hotel.

The next day he waited until afternoon to call her. It rang six times before she answered. 

"Hello Gabe."

"Rae, I was hoping we could go for lunch, or maybe dinner later. I want to see you again. I want to talk some more. Please."

Raine considered his request. After a moment of indecision she decided it wouldn't be so bad. She'd rather meet him somewhere public than have him sneaking into her bedroom again. 

"Let's do dinner. Crystale at seven tonight. It's my favorite restaurant."

"Okay, I'll pick you up at six?"

"Fine. See you then Gabe. And it's semiformal, wear a dress shirt and nice pants. Bye."

Gabe heard a click and a dial tone from the other end. Dinner was a start at least. Six o'clock was too far away for his liking, but he would take what he could get. He would need some of that time to go shopping, he needed an outfit for dinner.

Raine began getting ready for dinner at three. She took an hour to pamper herself in the bath tub. She wanted every inch of her skin to be silky smooth in case something should happen after dinner. She didn't plan on it, but she accepted that it was a possibility. 

After the bath, she started doing her hair. She wanted it soft and curly. At the beach in Guam it had often been left naturally: not quite curly but not quite straight. She wanted it to look better tonight. She carefully stepped into her dress before doing her makeup. The dress was strapless and form fitting. The hem stopped just above her knee. It was a rich bronze that reflected the light beautifully. It also complemented her tan and her brown eyes. She wore four inch bronze heels to match. The only article of clothing underneath the dress was a silky black thong. 

The only thing left now was the makeup. She did this step carefully. She wanted to accent her eyes and lips without overdoing it. The overall look made her look exotic and mysterious. Maybe Gabe wouldn't even recognize her.

In Guam she had blended into the background while Morgan had attracted all of the attention. Well tonight would be a different story. Tonight she would be the Belle of the Ball. If she was indeed pregnant, she wanted to enjoy dressing to the nines while she could.

When Gabriel arrived at six on the dot, she had finally finished her preparations. When she opened the door she was stunned to see a very polished Gabe standing before her. When she was on vacation she had mostly seen him in swim trunks and khaki shorts. Today he was absolutely stunning. His shirt was a navy silk. It looked rich like the midnight sky and she was sure it would slide over her skin like water. The navy blue brought out his pretty eyes. He wore khaki slacks with it, and dark brown dress shoes. 

Raine wasn't the only one surprised. Gabe had never seen her like this. She normally dressed just under the radar, but tonight she looked like every man's wet dream in heels. He got hard just looking at her in that dress. The dress revealed a hint of cleavage and hugged her body in all the right places. He knew that when they arrived at the restaurant all eyes would be on her. He swallowed hard.

"Are you ready?" He asked. She nodded and put her arm in his. Together they walked to the elevator, and then out to his car. He led her to a black Cadillac. It was sleek and new, not at all what she had pictured him driving. This was a completely different Gabe than she had met a year ago. Tonight he seemed... sophisticated. 

A GPS was mounted on the dashboard and clearly outlined the path to Crystale. Boy was he resourceful. She was a little tense. She was on a date with Gabe, a real date. This time she wasn't just tagging along with him and Morgan. She finally had his completely attention, but she wasn't completely sure what to do with it yet. 

Did he really love her? That question had been plaguing her since those words came from his mouth. If he loved her, why had he waited so long? She didn't know the answer to either of those questions, but she would find out. The big question she had to ask herself was if she still loved him or not. Over the past year she felt like she had gotten over her vacation fling, but seeing him brought everything back. Maybe she hadn't moved on like she thought. 

They arrived at the restaurant with a few minutes to spare. Crystale was very nice. They might be waiting a while to be seated; she had forgotten to make reservations. Oh well, the food was great and it would be worth the wait.

They walked in to the receptionist's desk. She was prepared to leave her name when Gabe spoke first.

"We have a seven o'clock reservation for two. It's under Kalos."

The receptionist checked her list. "We already have a table ready. Right this way."

Raine and Gabriel followed the receptionist to a table near the windows. They had the perfect view of the city at night. They might even get to see the sunset. 




A Soldier's Gypsy Ch. 02



She should have expected Gabe to be thorough; he always seemed to be prepared. A year ago on vacation they had all three spent a day together at the beach. The three of them had been swimming in the ocean when Morgan cut her foot on a sharp rock. Gabe had simply jogged to his car and brought back a professional looking first aid kit. Morgan's foot was disinfected and bandaged in no time. Gabriel Kalos was ready for almost anything, almost.

Gabe helped her into her seat, and then sat across from her. Dinner was spent mostly in silence. She wasn't quite sure what to say. It wasn't until they were waiting for dessert that they really started talking. All night long Raine had wanted to ask, but she had finally built up the courage.

"What took you so long Gabe?"

This was not a question he had been looking forward to. He knew he would have to be very careful answering. He thought about the question for a few minutes before he prepared to speak.

"It took me a while to realize how I felt about you. When I first met you, I was very caught up in Morgan." He paused to look at Raine, but she wasn't giving away anything. "It wasn't until that day I went to say goodbye that I started to notice feelings for you. By then I felt like I was already too late. After you left, I missed you, but I thought that I would just get over it. I didn't. I started to miss the way your hair smelled, or the way you smile. I missed the way you looked at me and the way you felt when I had you in my arms."

He waited for her to say something, but she just sat listening. For the first time in a long time he became genuinely nervous. Did she believe him? Was he saying something wrong? He knew he might be drowning, but the words kept spilling out of his mouth.  

"A few months went by, and I still missed you. I kept looking at the photos the three of us took together. I kept cursing myself for not seeing it all sooner. I went to bed thinking of you and woke up thinking of you. When I finished my last year in the Navy, I knew I had to find you. It took you leaving for me to realize that I love you. I want to be with you. I'll move here if that's what it takes."

He stopped now, watching her like a hawk. Couldn't she just say something? Anything? He couldn't take her silence much longer. Finally she spoke. 

"I don't know if you're too late. I thought I was over you. I might be; I'm not sure anymore. I still need time to think. Watching you with Morgan was torture. I don't know that I can ever forget that. I've spent the past year trying to get over you."

Those few words almost broke his heart. He used to think it wasn't possible, but now he knew different. He loved her, more than he had ever loved anything. More than he loved the Navy. 

"Rae, I'll do whatever it takes. I promise. I'll go anywhere you want. I'll do anything for you to make up for the past year. I want to be with you more than I want anything else in the world. Just give me another chance."

"Alright, I'll give you a chance, but I'm not making any promises. You hurt me."

Gabe could see her cool façade crack just a little and he hated the hurt he saw there. He never wanted to hurt her again. The waiter brought dessert and they finished eating. Afterward he drove her home and walked her to her door. He wasn't ready to go back to his hotel and he said so. He wasn't sure she'd let him come in, but he would at least try. Slowly she nodded and he followed her in. She couldn't say no.

Her apartment was nicely decorated but had that lived in feel at the same time. It felt like a home. There were fresh flowers on the table and the combination of blue and gold was striking. This looked exactly like a place Raine would live, it suited her perfectly. 

She set her purse on the table then turned to look at him. Her cheeks were flushed and she looked shy now. This was the Raine he had met, not the wily temptress she had dressed to be. He couldn't resist her like this. He walked over to her and took her into his arms. She fit perfectly, just like she was supposed to. His lips sought out hers. She tasted so sweet, like the chocolate mousse they had for dessert. He wanted to eat her up. Her body was soft and pliable. He wanted her so bad.

"Raine, I have to have you. Let me stay the night again, don't make me go. Please Baby."

That pleading voice was her undoing. She couldn't resist him anymore tonight. She wanted him too, as much as she hated to admit it. 

"Okay." She replied simply.

A low growl escaped Gabe's throat. His arms tightened possessively around her. She didn't know it yet, but she was his. He wouldn't let her go now. He couldn't. He would do whatever it took to keep her. 

He swept her up into his arms and carried her into her bedroom. Gently, he placed her in the middle of the bed. Wasting no time, he stripped off his clothes and discarded them on the floor. It was time to take her, and this time he wanted to give it as good as he could. 

Gabe took a minute just to look at her. She still looked like his magical little gypsy. She really was gorgeous. He stepped toward the end of the bed and slid those high heels off of her dainty feet. Slowly he kissed his way from her toes to her lips, stopping many times along the way. When his mouth found hers again it was hungry. Her flavor was addicting. He wondered if he'd find other parts of her just as sweet. 

Slipping a hand beneath her, he slid the zipper of her dress down. He wanted nothing in between them. The dress was off within seconds. She was left on the bed in her black silk thong and nothing else. The sight was breathtaking.

Raine could feel the cool air tickling her skin. It felt good and only made her nipples harden even more. She wanted this. It would be even better than last time, because this time she knew it wasn't a dream. It felt like there was a flood between her thighs; she was so fucking wet. Gabe's body settled lightly on top of hers. The skin to skin contact was jolting. There wasn't an ounce of fat on him and his body was amazing. She could feel hi hard cock against her thigh. He was so big and delicious. She could hardly wait to have that cock inside her again. 

His mouth trailed hot kisses down her neck, then to her breast. His mouth closed over one nipple while his hand caressed the other. Raine couldn't help but moan at his attentions. Other than last night, she hadn't been touched in so long. Her back arched off of the bed. She just couldn't get close enough. Gabe's teeth nipped lightly at her nipple and Raine whimpered. She had known he would be great in bed. 

He moved his mouth to the other breast and gave it the same attention. Next he kissed his way down her belly, all the way down to her wet pussy. The anticipation was almost too much to handle. She craved his mouth on her. His tongue teased the inside of her thighs, just inches away from where she wanted him. Raine tried to wiggle closer, but he countered her movements.

Gabe wanted to give her as much pleasure as he could. He wanted this time to be so good that she never thought of being with anyone but him. She was his, and he would personally hunt down any other man that tried to touch her. 

Her moans tore at his self control, but he had years of experience under his belt. Finally he allowed his tongue to tease her pussy. She was even sweeter there than anywhere else. One taste and he was already hooked. His tongue lapped at her, driving her crazy. He drew circles on her sensitive skin. His teeth scraped her gently, and the sensations were spilling over her tingly nerves. Cum just kept flooding her pussy and Gabe could barely drink it up fast enough. He was up for the challenge.

Raine didn't know how much more she could take before she came all over his tongue. Her fingers were clutching the sheet in a vise grip. The second his tongue flicked over her clit she was a goner. She screamed as an orgasm ripped through her. More of her cum coated Gabe's tongue and her body convulsed in pleasure. 

Even after the orgasm was over, little shocks of ecstasy still shook her body. Biting her lip, she looked up to Gabe. He was smiling softly. Raine blushed and tried to look away, but his hand caught her chin. He brought her gaze back to his.

"You look so beautiful right now Baby. I love you." As Gabe finished those words, he slid his cock into her ready pussy. No woman had ever felt so good to him before. He'd never get enough. Gabe began to slide in and out of her hot cunt, growling with pleasure. He had to tame his wild side so he wouldn't hurt her. She was so tight. Her little groans were pushing him closer to the edge. Her hips lifted into his thrusts and her fingernails sliced down his back. The pain was mixed with pleasure. His cock pounded harder into her soaking wet pussy.

Raine was getting close again. All of that tension was building up. She knew it wouldn't be too much longer before she came. Gabe's cock was going so deep; it felt incredible. He was getting close too, she could tell. His strokes were becoming more erratic and his pulse was thudding against her chest.

"Make me cum with you," she whispered into his ear. That was all the encouragement Gabe needed. He thrust into her one last time, deep and hard, and sent them both spiraling into orgasm. Stream after stream of his hot cum splashed inside of her as they came together. Her teeth sank into his shoulder. Both of them were panting and sweaty. 

They stayed entwined for a few more minutes, and then Gabe slid off of her. Laying next to Rae, he pulled her close. She was too tired to argue. Gabe pulled the blanket over them and they fell asleep together. It wouldn't be until tomorrow morning that Raine realized that they had sex without protection, again.

[To Be Continued]



A Soldier's Gypsy Ch. 03



Author's Note: This is the third chapter, so you may want to read the first and second before reading this story. Thank you to my readers, I hope I didn't make you wait too long! As always, please vote, comment, and/or send feedback. Thank you for reading!

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Gabe woke to Raine trying to slip out of bed unnoticed. His arm reached out to circle her waist just as her feet were touching the floor. Gently, he pulled her back into his embrace. 

What was he doing? Raine wondered. Here she was in a panic because they had unprotected sex again, and he was acting like they were some old married couple. She had to get up and shower, so why couldn't he just let her go?

She struggled a little against his grasp, but while he was gentle he was also very strong. Raine gave up. It actually wasn't that bad to be lying next to him in bed. If it weren't for the fact that she wasn't on birth control, it might actually be great. Gabe nuzzled the back of her neck.

"Good morning Beautiful," he whispered into her ear.

She wanted to resist, but she couldn't. She rolled over and kissed him. It was soft and sweet, and just the way she had wanted to wake up every day for the rest of her life. She wanted to be hopeful that it would work out, but she had to be realistic too. Rae stretched and turned to look at Gabe.

"So what do you normally do on Sundays?" he asked. 

"Well, usually I do my grocery shopping. Then I go down to the beach for a couple of hours, and after that I come back here to read or paint."

"So when do we go shopping Honey?"

"First off, you haven't earned the right to call me Honey," she said, even though she liked it, "and second, I would normally leave for the market in about an hour. I still need to shower."

One moment Raine was in bed, and the next she was in Gabe's arms as he carried her to the shower. She squealed and clutched at his shoulder. She didn't want to fall, but she shouldn't be worried because Gabe would never drop her. 

She didn't want to get too comfortable with Gabe, but she had to admit that she had fantasized about sex with Gabe and showering with Gabe when they were in Guam. Raine had craved moments like this, but now she was afraid to want more. Did she really know Gabe that well? Not really. Did she love him? She still wasn't sure. Try as she might though, she couldn't turn him away yet.

Together they stood naked in front of her shower. Gabe looked just as scrumptious as ever. They way he was looking at her made her feel like a goddess. He was eating her up with his eyes; it was obvious. 

She really was gorgeous, Gabe thought. There were four pale triangles of skin on her body that he found intriguing. She must wear a skimpy bikini. The thought of his gypsy in a bikini turned him on hardcore. He couldn't stand it any longer. Gabe led her into the shower with him under the hot water and pulled her close. 

When they kissed it was hot and wet. Tongues were thrusting and mouths were hungry. Gabe spanked her luscious ass and she whimpered into his mouth. It was so sexy. Knowing that he could have his way with her whenever he wanted aroused him. Gabe would never force her, but he liked the fact that he could. There were times he liked to sit back and enjoy being ridden, but usually he liked to be in control. He loved having a wildcat underneath him bucking while he fucked her.

Raine didn't want to admit it, but she was so fucking horny. She wanted his cock, again. It made her feel like a horny teen to want it so badly, but she couldn't help what she felt. She slid a hand down his body to his dick. He was already rock hard. 

If she was touching him like this, Gabe wasn't going to wait any longer. He lifted her up and pinned her against the wall. She wrapped her legs around him and he shoved his hard cock into her wet pussy. She screamed out in pleasure and it echoed off the shower walls. Last night had been sweet, but now Gabe was feeling primitive. All he knew was that he wanted to brand Raine as his. He wanted to fuck her until she never thought of fucking someone else.

Rained raked her nails down his back. God, his cock felt so fucking good. She had no idea how she'd gone without sex for so long. Gabe was making her remember that she loved it. She wrapped her legs even tighter around his waist. Trying to contain her moans was useless.

Gabe hoped he wasn't hurting her, but he couldn't hold back. He pounded his cock into her over, and over, and over again. He was fucking her so hard he could feel himself bumping her cervix with every thrust. She was clawing and biting at him like a wild thing and he loved it. If the tiles on the wall weren't cracked by the time they were done, it'd be a miracle. 

Raine could feel her orgasm coming. If last night had been a tidal wave, today would be a tsunami. She tried to hold on, but there was no way to prepare for it. She was getting so close, she'd be cumming soon. Her teeth sank into his shoulder just as her orgasm hit. She came screaming with her body arching into his arms. Spasms were shaking her even as she heard Gabe roar. She could feel his cum coating the inside of her pussy while she was still quivering against him.

She would have collapsed if Gabe hadn't caught her when he took a step back. Her legs felt useless. Together, they rinsed off. Gabe was a little wobbly himself, but he managed to carry her back to bed. So much for getting to the store in an hour, Raine thought. They both fell back asleep wrapped up in each other's arms.

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That afternoon they went to the beach together. While they were out doing her weekly shopping earlier Gabe had bought a pair of swim trunks. In hindsight, he really should have spent a little more time packing. He'd been too excited to be free to pursue Rae. He had rushed out of Guam less than a day after he was done with the service. His apartment was still untouched. He would still have to pack everything.

At the beach they swam a little, and Gabe watched her while she tanned. The way he was smiling at her made her dizzy. He did look like a man in love. He had never looked that way at Morgan. Speaking of, she had no idea how she was going to break the news to Morgan. Her friend would be furious with her, though she didn't have a reason; Raine had done her best to be a good friend. It wasn't her fault that her best friend's vacation fuck-buddy had fallen for her, was it? 

Oh well, she'd deal with that when she had to, IF she had to. She still wasn't sure if Gabe would stick around, no matter what he said. Raine was sure she could find an excuse to get out of ladies' night this Tuesday. She would just have to get an imaginary stomach flu that was all.

After a couple hours at the beach, they headed back to her apartment. Instead of painting or reading, she was going to watch one of her new movies with Gabe. Together they had gone to the video store and chosen a few new flicks to see. They even got some old school jiffy pop. 

They spent the evening together on the couch watching movies. At one point they even had popcorn wars. Gabe had to admit, he was happier than he had been in a long time. It was amazing how much the simple things mattered. As dainty as she was, Raine had a strong grip on his heart. There was no way in Hell he was going to let her slip through his fingers again.

It was about midnight when Rae finally made him leave. Gabe tried as he had the night before to talk her into letting him stay the night, but it didn't work.

"I don't want to leave Baby. I'd be thinking of you all night."

"I have to work tomorrow Gabe. I have to get up early, and I need my sleep. What I don't need is a distraction. You can call me tomorrow after I get out of work at five."

"Alright. I'll call you tomorrow. I love you Rae," Gabe responded.

Raine wasn't quite sure what to say. She was still trying to decide if she felt the same. Feelings were rarely in black and white. She decided to say nothing; she simply ushered him out the door. When he was gone, she felt lonely. It took her a while to fall asleep that night.

The next morning she went through her normal routine of getting ready for the office. She was the best paid secretary at Wyndham Advertising. Her boss, Brandon Wright, was CEO of the company. It had all started with a lowly temp job, but she had worked hard to get where she was now. It helped that she'd been an art major in college with a minor in business.

Her office attire for the day was a blue dress with a slate colored suit jacket. The dress had a slight v-neck but still managed to look professional. The hem hit right at her knees, and her navy blue peep-toe shoes helped accent her toned calves. Her hair was twisted up into a curly bun and she wore light makeup. She was still beautiful, it was just more subtle. She didn't want to send the wrong message at work.

At the office, she had about an hour to prepare before the boss came in. She liked to get there early so that she had a chance to organize everything for Mr. Wright. They got along great, and he actually asked for her advice on a lot of their ads. They'd been working together for nearly two years now; Raine hoped they'd be working together longer still. 

Sure enough, an hour later he strolled through the door. He looked as professional as he always did; he wore a cobalt blue suit with a pale grey shirt underneath. The contrast made it work. 

"Good morning Rae, how are you?" he asked in his British accent. She had to admit, when they had first started working together, that accent had made her melt into putty. Now she was used to hearing that voice give days out of seven. It may seem unprofessional to allow him to call her Rae, but they spent too much time together to be so formal. Of course she referred to him as Mr. Wright in front of the other staff, but when it was just the two of them, they saw no need to be so formal. In a way, they were more like friends than CEO and secretary.

"I'm good. How are you Brandon?"

"Good Sweets, but I'm not sure I believe you're as good as you claim missy. What's with those circles under your pretty eyes?"

Raine smiled at him. He really was a sweetheart, but she didn't feel like discussing Gabe with him. They were close, but not that close. 

"I'm fine B, just a little sleepy. Are you ready to get to work?"

"I sure am Love. To my office?"

"To your office. It's time to get to work."

All morning they worked on their new advertisements for a jewelry company. Raine helped him adjust the graphics for the magazine ads and made some suggestions. They were a great team. Rae's stomach had just begun growling when the lunch hour hit. 

"Do you want to go to lunch together Rae?"

"Sure, our favorite Thai place?"

"Who's favorite Thai place?" Gabe said.

What was Gabe doing here? Raine did a double take to make sure she wasn't imagining it. It wasn't her imagination; it was Gabe. Who the Hell did he think he was? Did he really think he could stroll into her office uninvited and unannounced? He didn't look happy either.

"Gabriel, what are you doing here?" Raine asked him.

"I came to surprise you and take you to lunch, but it looks like you already have plans. Who is he, Rae?"

Gabe almost seemed angry. He looked dangerous, and he was looking at Brandon. 

"HE is my boss. Brandon Wright, CEO of the company."

Raine began inching her way in between Gabe and Brandon. The situation was starting to get sticky. She would not be happy if anything happened to her boss. She had to give him credit; Brandon looked like he could hold his own. 

"Raine, who is HE?" Brandon asked. 

"His name is Gabriel Kalos. He's an overprotective friend that came to visit for a short while from Guam. He'll be leaving soon."

Gabe was pissed. Who did this British pansy think he was to be hitting on his woman? And what was Rae doing being so friendly with her boss? He didn't like the looks of it, one bit. He wanted to smack the guy around, but he had to wait to have a good reason. He didn't want Raine mad at him, yet he had the feeling that it was inevitable. 

Gabe was starting to look more and more agitated. She'd never seen him this way. Raine could tell that he was spoiling for a fight.

"He doesn't seem very friendly Darling," her boss responded.

The pet name seemed to break the last straw for Gabe. Nobody was going to get in the way of him and his woman. He began striding across the room. Raine started to panic. This wasn't going to end well.

"Gabe, no!!" she shouted.



A Soldier's Gypsy Ch. 04



Author's Note: Sorry for the wait, yet again. I hope you readers can forgive me. I'm not sure if I'll add another chapter to this or not, it depends on the feedback I get. As always, please comment, VOTE, and/or send feedback. Thanks, and happy reading!

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Gabe lunged at Brandon and caught the man by his shirt with one hand while the other swung in for a blow. Brandon tried to pull back, but Gabe's fist still grazed his jaw. Raine had never seen Brandon move as quickly as he did now. He twisted out of Gabe's grasp and sent him flying with a roundhouse kick. 

That definitely pissed Gabe off. He surged back to his feet and went back for more. Rae stood watching in horror as the two men grappled on the floor in front of her. The man who said he loved her was trying to beat her boss into a bloody pulp. The sick thud of flesh hitting flesh was making her sick. 

When the two finally separated again she dove between them and held her palms out. She wasn't quite quick enough; in his effort to take a swing at Brandon, Gabe knocked Rae onto the ground.

"Stop!! Both of you!" she shouted. 

"Rae, I'm sorry, you know I didn't mean that," Gabe pleaded. She knew he would never hit her, but right now she didn't care. He tried to help her up but she pushed him away. Instead, she reached out to Brandon. He was only too happy to help her to her feet. Raine was mad at both men, but Brandon seemed like the lesser of the two evils at the moment. 

"I think you had better leave Gabriel. Now," Raine told him.

He looked like he wanted to object, but one look at her face and he decided not to. Gabe wiped at the blood on his lip and then turned to leave. He looked back one last time before he walked through the door. Raine didn't stop him. Once he was gone, she turned back to Mr. Wright. 

"I really don't know what to say Brandon," she confessed.

"How about we go to lunch and then talk about it. I think it'd be best to talk on a full stomach, hm Darling?"

Raine couldn't really argue. She was upset with both men, but Brandon was her boss and Gabe had started it. He really was such a caveman sometimes. 

"Alright, let's go."

Mr. Wright took her to their favorite Thai restaurant. They ate in silence for most of the meal. When they did finally talk about what happened, Raine was apologetic.

"I'm sorry about that Brandon, I didn't expect him and I never thought he would act that way."

"If you were mine I might act that way," Brandon replied.

"He is not my boyfriend B."

"Then he desperately wants to be. I don't blame him."

"I know, but it's unacceptable. I'm still your employee."

"Nonsense Sweets, you know you're more than that. We're friends at least. We can forget all about it as long as you're okay." He looked genuinely concerned; it made her feel even worse for what Gabe had done.

"I'm alright, but how are you?" She could already see a few bruises forming along his jaw and there was a little blood on his shirtsleeve. 

"A few bumps here and there, nothing to fret over. I have to admit, he knows how to hit, but luckily for me my parents signed me up for martial arts when I was a boy." He grinned like the cat that caught the canary.

He really was adorable. If Raine were a smarter woman, she would love him. But you couldn't help who you loved. Unfortunately, she was starting to suspect she loved the caveman. 

"That is lucky; I was worried for a minute."

"Worried for me? I should be insulted, but somehow I'm not. Would you like to take the rest of the day off Rae?"

Raine thought about it. She felt a little frazzled around the edges still, but if she went home now she would have too much time on her hands. Knowing her luck, Gabe would be there anyway. 

"No, let's go back to the office. I'm not ready to go home yet."

She'd been trying to avoid his gaze, but when she looked up she saw a very concerned look on Brandon's face.

"You know Darling, we may work together, but I have an extra bed if you ever want it. You could sleep at my house; I would keep you safe there."

The offer was touching, but she didn't feel the need to take him up on the offer.

"Thank you, but I think I'll be okay tonight."

"Well, if you ever need anything, you know you've only got to call."

"I know, and that means a lot to me," Raine said truthfully. When they rose from their table, she hugged him tightly. He really was more than just her boss; he was one of the best friends she'd ever had. Together, they went back to the office and continued working on their ad.

When Raine finally went home she felt exhausted. She barely flicked off her heels before she collapsed into her bed. Sleep came within minutes. 

She saw him in her dreams. They were in Guam, and he was in her room. She was on her knees with his cock in her mouth while he sat in the blue armchair. Her moans were vibrating around him and his fists were clenched in her dark hair. She loved the way he tilted his head back and bit his lip, it was so fucking sexy. 

Her head bobbed faster over Gabe's cock, her tongue swirling around the head of his penis. She relaxed her throat so she could take all of him into the hot moistness of her mouth. 

"Oh God Baby, suck my cock. That feels so fucking good. Don't stop Baby," Gabe pleaded. The encouragement only made Raine increase her efforts. She cupped his balls in her hand and felt them tighten. He was going to blow his load soon. She wanted it; she wanted his hot, sticky cum filling her mouth. She sped up and moaned around his cock again. He was a goner. 

"Fuck!!" Gabe shouted. His body jerked in the chair as he came. He shoved his cock down her throat and shot spurt after spurt of salty cum into her mouth. It was a slight struggle to swallow it all, but she managed. 

She drew back and tried to catch her breath. Her pussy was soaking wet and her heart was pounding. She heard Gabe whisper her name, but she couldn't quite focus on his voice.

"Raine," he whispered again. 

Raine tossed and turned in bed until she woke up in confusion. It took her a moment to realize she had been dreaming. Her heart started to slow, but then she heard his voice again.

"Rae?"

Her eyes flew open. He was standing by the window. What's Gabe doing here? her sleepy mind wondered. Slowly, Gabe walked over to the bed and sat on the side. Raine blinked her eyes and tried to wake herself up. He reached over and took her chin in his hand.

"I'm sorry Rae. I didn't mean to fight with your boss. I just don't know what got into me." He looked sincere; she wanted to believe him. She sat up against the pillows. Raine was definitely awake now. 

"What you did was stupid. Brandon was doing nothing wrong. I have a life, you know. Unlike you, my life isn't just one big vacation," she spat. 

Gabe looked ready to shout right back, but he kept his mouth shut and calmed down before he spoke. He was still a little pissed off about it all, but he told himself he would do what it took to make it work with her. Shouting at her wouldn't help anything. 

"My life hasn't been one big vacation and Brandon was being friendlier than he needed to be. I thought that you cared enough about me not to go on a date with some other guy, but I guess I'm just a friend," he said the last bit sarcastically. It had hurt a little to hear her refer to him as just a friend.

"It wasn't a date. Brandon and I work together, so it would just make sense that we eat lunch together sometimes. We've worked together for a long time, and honestly we're good friends. And you know what? Just because you and I have sex doesn't make us any more than friends."

"So what do I have to do to be called your boyfriend? What would that take?"

"I don't know. Maybe you'd have to stop being an ass. Maybe you would need to get involved in my life, because if you did, you would have already realized how close Brandon and I are and you would realize that Morgan is still my best friend. How am I going to explain this to her?" Raine asked. 

"You haven't told her yet? Did you tell her anything?"

"No, I never told her anything about you. I never told her how I felt about you. I never thought anything would happen, and I definitely didn't expect you to find me in the states. Now I just don't know how to tell her. She might still have feelings for you."

"Well I don't care. And she never really wanted to be with me, she just didn't like to be dumped. You're going to have to tell her some time. I'm not going anywhere. I told you I loved you and I meant it."

Raine thought about it for a minute. She didn't know if she loved him, but she couldn't stop thinking about him. He drove her crazy, but for some reason she still wondered what it would be like to marry him and have a little Gabriel Kalos running around.  

"Rainle, I'll do whatever it takes. I want to be with you. I'm sorry about what happened with your boss today, but I'm really trying. I promise. I want you."

"Then I guess I'm sorry too." She thought about everything for a minute. "We can date if you really want to."

"Am I going to be your boyfriend, or just your friend?" Gabe didn't want to be introduced as just a friend. It made it too easy for her to deny her feelings.

"Does the title really mean that much to you?" she asked.

"Yes, it does. I don't want to be just your friend Rae."

"Fine, boyfriend it is. But if you do one more stupid thing like yesterday, it will be over."

Raine said the threat like she meant it, but she wasn't sure. This modern caveman had a hold of her heartstrings. 

"I love you," Gabe whispered into her ear. He felt like he'd just won a big battle. In Guam she had been quiet and sweet. Now she was like a wild storm, tearing her way into his heart. He didn't know what to expect from her anymore.

Gabriel looked her in the eye. The fight in her had been temporarily snuffed out. Now she looked like the delicate flower he had met in his tropical paradise. He wanted her. He missed having his cock inside of her sweet, wet pussy. 

Gabe leaned in to kiss her, and when she didn't fight him, he pressed his advantage. He settled his weight on top of her and shoved his tongue into her mouth. She returned his kiss ravenously. She may like to give him the cold shoulder, but in bed she was a wildfire. 

Raine reached for the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up over his head. She traced the outline of his muscles with her fingertip. He really was in great shape. Leaning forward, she bit into his chest like an apple. She bit just hard enough to leave a mark, but not hard enough to draw blood. 

Every time they'd had sex together, Gabe had been on top. Raine wanted her turn. Catching him by surprise, she flipped him onto his back and ended up on top of him. Her thighs were spread on either side of his hips. Wiggling a little, she pulled off her clothes and threw them onto the floor. 

As soon as her bra hit the floor Gabe's big hands were cupping her breasts. Rae bent forward so that he could close his mouth around a pink nipple. She whimpered at the contact, but it felt so good. She ground my pussy into Gabe's cock, but there was too much clothing between them. They separated and hurriedly stripped until there wasn't a scrap of clothing left on either one of them.

Gabe wanted to tease her and make sure she was nice and ready, but he didn't have a choice. She slid all the way down onto his hard cock. He was surprised how wet she already was.

"Mmmmmmm, fuck," Raine whispered. She didn't know what was going on with her, but she felt so fucking horny. She never remembered wanting cock this badly before. Rae began riding his cock, slowly at first, and then faster and harder. 

She clawed at his chest as she impaled herself on his long dick. Gabe tried to meet her thrusts from beneath her but he just couldn't keep up. She was thrashing like a wild thing on top of him but he loved it. He closed his eyes and just let himself drown in his arousal. She was going to make him cum before too much longer.

Raine felt like someone else, like a sex fiend or something. She adjusted her angle and suddenly his cock was reaching that one spot that would send her hurtling over the edge. 

"Oh my God. Gabe, I'm so close."

Her movements became even more erratic just before she came. Her body bowed back as her cum soaked Gabe's cock. He didn't even try to hold back anymore. He came deep in her pussy and used his hands on her hips to hold her still. He grunted out his pleasure and his teeth gritted together with the strain of his release. 

Raine felt dazed and her limbs felt heavy. She collapsed on top of Gabriel. Each of her breaths came out in a pant. A fine sheen of sweat coated their bodies, but she didn't care. She felt too good to care about things like sweat right now. In that moment Raine knew she couldn't change how she felt about Gabe, so she decided to tell him.

"Gabe?" she queried. 

"Yes Rae?" he asked in a breathless voice. 

"I love you too."



A Soldier's Gypsy Ch. 05



Dear Readers: Thank you for waiting so patiently. Here is the latest chapter. As always, PLEASE vote, comment and/or send feedback. I hope you enjoy it...

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Gabe and Rae were playing Uno after dinner one night when a knock came on the door. They looked at each other with a puzzled look. They hadn't ordered take-out, that was pretty much the only time anyone knocked. Raine walked slowly over to the door and took a look through her peep-hole. Her face paled when she saw the person on the other side. Another knock sounded. Rae sucked in a deep breath then opened the door.

"Stupid fucking Steve. I caught him banging Stacy," Morgan grumbled. Her friend just stormed in, not really paying attention. "The stupid bastard left me for her. Now they're Stacy and Steve. I mean really, Stacy and Steve, how corny does that sound? It's like all the parents that give all of their kids names that start with the same letter. Who does that??" She was pacing back and forth, her hair flipping around her shoulders with her jerky motions. "I'm way prettier than that stupid slut, so why..." her voice trailed off as she noticed Gabe sitting on Raine's sofa.

"Gabe? What are you doing here?" Morgan hurried to straighten her clothes and her hair. When no answer was forthcoming, she kept on talking. "Oh, I see. I knew you would realize you made a mistake when you dumped me. Now you're back, trying to find me. Well, if you expect me to take you back now, you might have to do some groveling."

Gabe coughed to try and hide his laughter. He could not remember what he had ever seen in this self-centered creature. He looked to Raine. Was she going to take this one, or would he have to tell her? Poor Rae looked like a deer in the headlights. Looks like he would be the one to break the news. 

"Well?" Morgan demanded. Gabe cleared his throat. In a way, it was going to be fun to put her in her place.

"Actually Morgan, I've already found who I was looking for," he told her. She looked confused for a moment, but then her gaze darted from Raine, to Gabe, and then back to Raine. Gabe could see realization dawn. 

"You have got to be fucking kidding me. Is this some sick joke? Well, I'm not laughing, and this is NOT funny. Rae, tell me what the fuck is going on right now!"

Raine's face paled. What was she supposed to tell her friend? That she had been fucking Gabe behind her back? That Gabe thought he was in love with her? That she might be in love with him? She didn't know what to say, or how to say it, so she said nothing. That only seemed to make Morgan even angrier. 

"So it's true, isn't it? You just had to go after my sloppy seconds didn't you Rae? They only go after you once they've had me. You've always been jealous of how the guys always flock to me while you feel invisible. Is this your way of getting back at me Rae? Does it make you feel better about yourself? I bet you started fucking him before we even left Guam." 

Morgan's verbal attack was well aimed; it hit Rae right where it hurt. What Morgan hadn't realized was that her attack ignited Raine's temper and stoked it to incendiary. Gabe saw the look in Rae's eyes and was glad he wasn't on the other end of her anger.

"You are such a fucking bitch Morgan. They go after you first because you dress like a slut. You need all the attention because you secretly feel like nobody loves you. I would rather feel invisible than be used and then thrown away." Morgan flinched, but Raine wasn't done yet. "You know what? I wanted Gabe when we first met on vacation. I never said anything because I knew he would want you. I watch you two together even though it felt like a knife sinking into my chest."

"Rae..." Gabe hated the hurt he heard in her voice. He wanted to wrap her up in his arms and shove Morgan out the door. 

"I'm the bitch Rae? If you weren't doing anything wrong, then why didn't you just tell me?"

"Because I knew you would act this way. You always make everything about you. Instead of being happy for me, I knew you would do exactly this. I never went to Gabe to tell him how I felt. I came back here to go back to my normal life, and HE is the one that came after ME. I didn't ask for my life to be turned upside down. I didn't ask to fall in love either. Stop being such a selfish slut."

Morgan's hand darted out and slapped Raine's cheek hard. The tears Raine had been holding back finally fell. Gabe would tolerate a lot from Morgan, but she had just crossed the line. He rose and walked straight over to her and grabbed her by the arm. He wasn't too gentle. 

"Ouch, Gabe, you're hurting me!"

"I'll hurt you more than this if you ever hurt Rae again." Gabe didn't like hurting women, but he would not tolerate anyone hurting his gentle gypsy. He did hope that it never came to that, but Morgan didn't need to know that. Roughly, he shoved her out of the apartment and locked the door behind her. 

He walked back to Rae and took her into his arms like he had wanted to. Her tears were already drying, but she still looked hurt. Gabe wanted nothing more than to take that sad look from her face. He pressed his lips softly to hers. She stayed still for a moment, but soon she was responding to his touch. With little effort, he scooped her up into his arms and carried her into her bedroom. 

Gabe laid her tenderly on the bed then slid in next to her. He rested on an elbow as he gazed at Raine. She was so damn beautiful; he was still kicking himself in the ass for wasting time with Morgan back in Guam. He should have gone after Rae first. The only thing that kept him from feeling like a complete dumbass was the fact that it hadn't taken him a while to realize he was making a huge mistake. He hoped that Raine would be willing to stick with him for the long haul now. He didn't think he could ever let her go.

Rae looked up at Gabe. She wasn't happy that her friend was angry with her, but Gabe was worth it. He may be infuriating, but he was everything she had wanted in a man. She wanted nothing more than to let him fuck her senseless. Purring, she pulled him off balance so he fell on top of her. Letting her hunger take over, she used her teeth to help tear his t-shirt off of him muscular torso. 

"Good thing I didn't like the shirt huh," he chuckled. Gabe grabbed Rae's shirt and popped every button in one smooth yank. She quickly pulled her arms out of the sleeves so it could be tossed to the floor. Gabe removed her bra before she could blink and it joined her top on the floor. She growled her displeasure when he left the bed, but she stifled it when she saw him stripping of the rest of his clothes. 

When Gabe returned he was naked from head to toe. Raine loved it. Her slim hands glided over the supple flesh of his back and down to his round ass. She gave it a good squeeze, eliciting a growl from him. He ground his throbbing erection against her pussy. It felt good except for the fact that her jeans were still in the way. She grumbled and hurried to unbutton them.

"Don't rip those jeans Baby," Gabe told her as he helped her shimmy out of them, "I like the way your ass looks in them."

"Oh really? I like my ass in your hands better." 

"Is that so?" He slid down her body and then took her ass in his hands. He lifted her hips up toward his mouth until he could inhale the sweet scent of her pussy. "Is this better?" Raine wiggled in his grasp, thrusting her hips up toward his mouth.

"Almost. Gabe, please," her eyes begged him. Why wasn't he just licking her pussy already?? Why did he have to torture her??

"Tell me what you want Rae," he demanded.

"You know what I want," she growled in frustration.

"Ah ah ah. You have to tell me Sweetheart."

"Fine. Lick me! Eat me out, nibble my clit, just quit teasing me!"

Those were the magic words. Gabe slid his tongue along her swollen flesh and drove his tongue into her wet pussy. She squealed out her pleasure and he double his efforts. He licked the puffy pink lips, nipped at her slit and lapped up her sticky sweet cum. He feasted on her cunt as she thrashed on the sheets beneath her. 

Oh fuck, Raine loved being eaten out, especially when Gabe was a master. His tongue speared into her hole, he knew just how to bite and rub her clit, and he left no part of her pussy untouched. When she thought the pleasure would tear her apart, he only held her hips tighter and licked her rougher. He groaned against her flesh and she lost it. Rae felt the tension in her body shatter and her spine bowed up from the bed. Her cum flooded onto Gabe's tongue and he swallowed it like a starving man. 

When her body stopped trembling, Raine pulled Gabe back up her body. She pulled his head down for a kiss and thrust her tongue into his mouth. The taste of her own cum on his lips thrilled her, made her feel naughty. She wrapped her legs around his waist, trying to coax his cock into her. He wasn't budging and he was far more powerful than she. 

"Come on Rae, I need to know what you want Baby."

"Damnit Gabe! Fuck me!!"

He rubbed his cock along her slit right before he shoved his cock all the way into her pussy until he reached her cervix. Sharp nails raked down Gabe's torso as he retreated then rammed his cock back into her. Damn, her wet pussy still hugged his shaft like one really tight glove. Her slippery cunt clung to his cock as he withdrew. She was so wet it was driving him wild with need. 

Rae looked up at Gabe. He was the most gorgeous guy she had ever seen. He looked downright edible when he bit his lip and groaned like that. His cock felt like warm steel as it ravaged her pussy and she loved it. 

"That's it Gabe, I'm getting close. Don't hold back Baby, harder Gabe."

He moaned and followed her instructions immediately. He pinned her wrists to the bed and settled more of his weight on top of her. His movements became more frenzied and erratic. His grip was almost bruising but he got no complaint from his pliant gypsy. Rae could tell he was getting close, and she felt that wonderful tension building up in her again too. Oh God, she was so close. A little more, a little more and she would be coming.

Gabe knew she was close, he wanted to feel her pussy gripping his hard cock. He wrapped one hand in her hair and pulled her head to the side. The skin of her neck looked so soft. He brought his mouth to her skin and laved it with his tongue. Rae jerked when she felt his teeth against her skin. At first it was a light scrape. When she felt his teeth grip her neck she came in a rush around his dick. Hr felt her muscles clench around him and he couldn't hold back any longer. 

Gabe grunted as he let go of his control. His cock jerked and he shot stream after stream of hot cum into his gypsy's pulsing cunt. His orgasm went on for minutes, filling Rae up with his sticky seed. He thrust again and again until he was finally empty. He collapsed onto the bed next to Rae. He pulled their sweaty bodies close together and nuzzled her dark curls.

"I didn't bite too hard, did I?" Gabe asked sheepishly. Rae laughed softly and wiggled back into his chest. 

"No. You left a mark there, but you didn't draw blood. I definitely liked it." She blushed a little. She rarely let herself go wild like that. Rae was still a little shocked at her own behavior. Normally she was so quiet and proper. 

"I love you, Gypsy," he told her.

"Gypsy?" The name made no sense to her.

"Yeah. You've always looked like a gypsy to me, with your curly dark hair and your golden brown eyes. Your skin always has that tan glow to it too. In my mind I always call you Gypsy. It's hard to believe I haven't said it out loud before."

"Gyyypsyyy," she enunciated experimentally. "I think I like the sound of that." Her smile was radiant.

Gabe smiled back, though his smile faltered a little when he thought of the question he was about to ask. He had to know.

"Earlier you told Morgan that you fell in love with me. Are you still in love with me Gypsy?"

She thought about it for a moment. She knew she loved him, but she didn't know if she was ready to give her whole self to Gabe. That was exactly what he was asking for. If she told him the truth, he would never let her go. Raine had come to know him very well. If Gabe was a dog, she was his favorite bone, and he wasn't about to let it go. Rae also didn't want to be vulnerable. She decided to take a chance for once in her life.

"Yes Gabe, I am still in love with you."

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Yeah, I know this chapter was short. Think of this as chapter 5 part 1. I promise to have the next chapter up soon, and it will have a twist. I will be combining this story with one other that I've written, and that's the only teaser I'm going to give ;).



A Soldier's Gypsy Ch. 06



Dear Readers: This chapter is a definite change of pace from the other chapters. I hope you enjoy the combination of the two different stories. This may not be the juiciest of chapters, but I promise that will get better ;). Thank you for reading and please vote!!

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I woke up stiff and bleary eyed the next morning. I suppose crying yourself to sleep does that to you. I couldn't believe what Rae had said to me. We were best friends, how could she be with Gabe behind my back like that? And call me a slut? 

Gabriel had been different from the others, he was the kind of guy that loved hard, and I had wanted to be the one he loved. Rae was right about that, I did want to be loved. Daddy had left when I was little and Mom was always too busy working. My little sister and I had always tried to look out for each other, but it wasn't the same. 

A psychologist would probably say that I had sex with people because I thought it would make them love me. They might be right, but I just hated being alone. I knew Rae was right though, about everything. That's why it hurt me so much. Hearing it coming from my quiet, honest friend (even in the heat of her surprising anger) had made me really see the truth. And I should be happy for her, Gabe was what Raine deserved. I could be happy for them, but I knew I couldn't be around them, at least not yet.

I decided to take the job the office had offered me in Louisiana. There was a new hotel in Beaux Ridge that needed reviewed for the airline travel agency. A week's vacation a few states away sounded like the right kind of medicine right now. I had to call the office now and accept, If I went I would have to catch a flight by tomorrow morning. 

An hour later I was packing my suitcase. Mr. Evans was a great boss and had been delighted to have me take the trip for him. Hopefully Beaux Ridge would give me time to think about everything, and finish getting over Gabriel Kalos. When I went back, I wanted to be truly happy for Rae, with no hard feelings.

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While Gabe was out shopping the next day, Raine was in a panic at home. She was sitting in the bathroom, waiting to see how many pink lines there were. Realizing she had missed at least one period, she had rushed to the drug store as soon as Gabe left. Sure, she and Gabe were doing better, but she wasn't sure they were ready to have a baby. "You probably should have thought about that before you had unprotected sex, Dummy," she muttered to herself. Oh well, she thought, too late now. 

She chewed on her fingernails and watched the clock on the wall. Thirty more seconds before it should be ready. She counted down, and as soon as the time was up, she snatched up that stupid plastic stick. Two pink lines. Damnit!

Raine had always wanted a big family, but she had just admitted to Gabe that she was still in love with him. This was a little too soon to be starting their family. She had always planned on being married before she had children. Quickly, she hid the stick in the trash can and then went to lay in bed. 

Staring at the ceiling, she contemplated telling Gabe. Would he want to be a father? What if he didn't? Would he ask her to get rid of the baby? Rae knew that even though she wasn't quite ready yet, she wouldn't give up the little life in her belly. She would keep it, even if the idea scared her half to death. Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard the door to her apartment open and close. That would be Gabe.

Rae tried to calm down before he came looking for her, but she knew she looked frazzled when he came into the bedroom. She knew she had to tell him, but she didn't know how. Tucked up under the bedspread with her brown eyes wide open, she looked adorable to Gabe as he walked into the room.

"Hey Sweetheart, I think I got everything we needed. Rae? What's wrong?"

"Gabe, I have something to tell you."

"Baby, what is it?" he asked with a worried frown. 

"I don't know how to tell you," she began.

"Rae, you're scaring me. Just tell me please."

He looked so scared, almost as scared as she felt. How would Gabe react? She didn't know if she could be with him if he asked her to get rid of the baby. She took a deep breath.

"I'm pregnant."

Gabe froze. Did he just hear her right? She was pregnant? He reached out a shaky hand to her flat stomach. Was there really a little person in there? He bent his head forward and kissed her until they were both panting. Her laugh sounded like wind chimes. 

"I take that to mean you're okay with it?" she asked.

"Okay with it? I'm ecstatic. I've always wanted a family." Gabe looked like he would never stop smiling. It seemed silly now that she had been worried. Gabe pulled the blanket down and rained kisses down all over her belly. 

"I'm glad, I was worried," she admitted.

"Rae, you never had anything to worry about. I love you, how in the world could I not love a baby we made together?"

"I don't know, and now I just feel stupid."

"You're not stupid Babe. I love you, and I have always wanted to be a Daddy. This is going to be the most spoiled child in the world."

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As the cab pulled up to Le Chateau D'or, I gasped at its beauty. The grand hotel was breathtaking and the color of its namesake. Gold decorated the high columns under the balcony and crowned the dome of the large structure. A bellman came out to assist me with my luggage. It was quite a task; I had packed an outfit (or two) for every occasion I could think of, plus shoes. I was prepared for my ten days in paradise. 

If the outside of the hotel was spectacular, the inside was even more impressive. White marble columns with veins of gold held up the domed ceiling. I looked up to discover intricate murals in vibrant reds, creams, gold and bronze. The heels of my boots clicked on the tile floor. 

Out of the corner of my eyes I saw a handsome man talking to a hotel employee. He was drop-dead sexy and I was willing to bet there wasn't an ounce of fat on him. His eyes turned to me and I gulped. He was sex appeal on a stick. He nodded to the woman but kept his eyes trained on me. What a time to be reconsidering my sexual agenda. I was relieved when a tall man in a suit came forward to greet me. His brown hair was impeccably groomed, not one hair was out of place.

"Bonjour, Mademoiselle Vargas. I hope your flight was enjoyable. Here is your room key," he said while handing here a key with a gold tassel attached," I also hope you will enjoy your stay at le Chateau D'or. If you should need anything, feel free to call down to the front desk. A concierge is available as well. Franc here will show you to your room," he added, indicating the nice bellman that had her luggage.

"This way, Mademoiselle," Franc said. Normally I would have flirted, but due to the argument I was debating the wisdom of my ways. This vacation seemed like a good time to find the new (and less slutty) me.

"Here it is, the Mediterranean Suite. Feel free to call with any requests you have. Enjoy your evening." 

Before he could leave, I turned to give him a tip. "Thank you, Franc." I gave him a dazzling smile that made his own smile widen. Smiling wasn't flirting, right?

I looked around the room and clapped my hands in delight. I never got tired of my job and I give thanks every day that I landed this wonderful job. Writing reviews for my college paper and doing my internship with the airline years ago had definitely paid off. I knew one thing for sure: Le Chateau D'or would be getting an excellent review. 

The walls were a rich blue and the lush carpet was a light cream color. The sofas were a vibrant turquoise just like bright seas. Gold accented the room in the drapes and the pillows on the furniture. A delicate gold chandelier hung from the center of the ceiling. 

I walked down the hall to the bedroom and had to keep myself from jumping onto the bed. It had to be king sized, with a dark blue comforter. The pillows were the same bright blue of the sofas. The bed looked like it would swallow me into a soft warm cocoon. The walls were that bright gold color. Every detail was beautiful and added to the atmosphere.

If I had liked what I'd seen so far, I LOVED the bathroom. The floor was a cool marble, but the tub was set in the floor and looked like it could fit four comfortably. I knew I would be having some good moments in that tub. The shower looked almost as large as the tub and had at least ten shower heads. It looked positively orgasmic. A few well-groomed potted plants filled the large room and gave it a slightly wild appeal, as if it were a public bath house, like those used in another era. 

I looked at myself in the mirror and decided I still looked rather ravishing, despite the traveling. I wasn't even revealing that much either. I would shower (Oh la la) and then get ready for dinner in the hotel's famous restaurant, Fleur de Lis. They were known for their exquisite French cuisine, go figure. What I really wanted was the delicious hunk from the lobby, but I kept telling myself that Mr. Hot Stuff was off limits. 

Stripping off my tight burgundy dress and lace thong, I walked toward that tantalizing shower. Seconds after I turned it on, steam was filling the room. Stepping in front of the nozzles was odd at first, but quickly turned very pleasurable. My sore muscles enjoyed the attention, and other parts of me weren't objecting. 

Despite what Rae had said, I hadn't been with a guy in weeks. It was starting to take its toll. My body was craving some release, and so was I. My dainty hands cupped my breasts, pinching my nipples. A moan escaped my lips and I didn't even try to restrain it. For some reason hearing my own moan echoing off the walls made the experience seem even more erotic. 

One hand traveled down my flat tummy to my well groomed pussy. The red hair was short and soft to the touch. Automatically my mind pictured Mr. Hot Stuff touching me, his hand on my pussy. I slid one hand between my folds and was surprised how wet I was. I wondered how wet I would be if it really were the hottie fingering my wet cunt. 

My fingernail scraped over my clit and I squealed out. The shower heads were doing good work, I had one aimed right at my hot cunt and the others were doing their job on the rest of my body. The water pressure was just right, it was torturous pleasure. My groans were getting faster and my breath came out in pants from between my full lips. First I slid one finger into my pussy, getting it nice and wet. Then two fingers. My hips started bucking against my hand and I could feel myself getting close. I wanted to cum all over that hot hunk. My fingers moved faster and rougher and I had to use the other hand to grab onto the shower door. Oh God, so fucking close. I curled my fingers and hit the spot that drives me crazy. I screamed as my orgasm hit, nearly collapsing onto the shower floor. My orgasm tore through me and cum rushed out to coat my fingers. 

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Dinner that night did not disappoint. Heads turned when I walked through the lobby wearing a red satin dress. The straps were thin and a hint of cleavage showed. The bottom of the skirt reached the ground, but when I turned my sexy red heels peaked out. 

I saw Franc at the entrance to Fleur de Lis. I had made a reservation to be courteous. I was sure they would have cleared a table for me if I hadn't, but it just seemed easier to reserve a table. 

"Good evening, Franc," I said. I smiled brightly at him and he seemed surprised that I remembered his name. I had always been good with names, and it earned me a lot of brownie points, believe it or not. 

"Good evening, Mademoiselle Vargas," he responded with a bow.

"Call me Morgan," I said with a rueful grin. He nodded and offered his arm. I slid mine through it. It felt good to be near a hot male again. My body temperature went up a few notches. I bit my lip, cursing my new conscience. 

"I will show you to your table."

The table he led me to had a spotless white tablecloth that nearly reached the floor. A candle flickered in the center and the large windows showed a gorgeous panorama of the city. Gold curtains shielded the walls to minimize the noise. 

Franc pulled my chair out and I sat gracefully. Gently, he pushed the chair back in. "Enjoy your meal," he told me with a wink and blush. My heart beat a little faster and I chastised myself. He had to be at least 5 years younger, still almost a kid. I hadn't hit my thirties yet, thank God, and I was still dreading the day.

When the waiter came I ordered the braised lamb shank with creamy polenta and Portobello mushroom in red wine sauce. With it I ordered a glass of strawberry Chardonnay. Not only was lamb delicious, but it goes with almost any wine. Chardonnay was my favorite, so why not indulge myself just a little?

My food came in almost no time. Ah, the perks of being a critic. 

I was eating in peace when I realized I was being stared at. I had that nagging feelings and the fine hairs on the back of my neck were standing up. I turned slightly to my right and saw Mr. Hot Stuff from earlier. His eyes were eating me alive. A flush crept up my cheeks. Damn this no sex thing was hard. Old me would have dragged him up to my room and had my way with him. 

I forced myself to concentrate on eating and ignored his stare. He was speaking with the maitre d' anyway. Maybe I would get lucky (or unlucky depending on how you look at it) and he would just go away and I wouldn't see him again. 

Well luck just wasn't on my side. Mr. Hot Stuff actually had the balls to sit across from me at the table. He just sat right down like he was my boyfriend or something. Any other time I may have been flattered and flirted, but instead I was kind of pissed off. Here I was being a good girl and Temptation here had to sit right across from me. My blue eyes narrowed to slits.

"Excuse me, but what the Hell do you think you're doing?" I demanded to know. 

"Sitting across from a pretty girl," he replied with a grin. Damn the man, he had dimples too. I loved dimples. I loved to lick them and kiss them. The bastard. Under closer inspection I noted that his eyes were an emerald green and very appealing. I sighed, why couldn't he be ugly?

"Well this pretty woman," I said enunciating the word,"was enjoying a nice dinner by herself."

"A pretty woman should never eat alone. I suppose I should introduce myself. My name is Mike, Mike Blaker."

"Whatever Mr. Blaker. This dinner is business, so if you wouldn't mind leaving me to it." Damn that sexy man, he was making it hard to be a bitch. I just wanted to melt and beg him to carry me up to my room. I clenched my firsts and vowed to stick to my resolve.

"Business?" he inquired. 

"Yes. And speaking of business, you can mind you own."

"Ouch. You don't mean that Darlin'."

I looked around the dining room in search of Franc, maybe he could give Mike a hint. I spotted him and motioned my head for him to come over.

"Mademoiselle Vargas, I mean Morgan," he quickly corrected. His eyes darted over to Mike. "What can I get for you?"

"Could you show Mr. Blaker here the way out, I'm afraid he's lost Franc." A sickly sweet smile graced my lips. I met Franc's gaze and I think he knew what I meant.

"Of course," he nodded. 

Mike stood and let his gaze swipe over me once more, landed on my eyes. "See you again soon, Morgan Vargas," he told me.

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I hope you like this. For those of you that read Rileigh and the Cop, I know Mike kind of got the short end of the stick. However, I really liked Carter. To get the best of both worlds I came up with this solution! The next part of Morgan and Mike's tale can be found in the next chapter of Rileigh and the Cop (which will be chapter 6). Please don't forget to comment, send feedback, and/or vote!!