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Chapter 14

Devon's POV-

The apartment was gorgeous! I had never seen it before but the Donitelli's did a fantastic job. The entrance had a nice mudroom kind of feel with an office nook of sorts complete with an area to hang jackets, keys, purses and shoe rack to the left of the entrance and the kitchen stood in great glory to the right; complete with stainless steel appliances, granite counter-tops and an island with a breakfast bar. There was a door to the right of the kitchen where I found the laundry room. Our living-room was expansive and fully furnished with black leather couches surrounding our large TV and a fireplace. The dinning room is part of the living-room and our bedroom and bathroom had an en-suite kind of feel even with it's large soaker jetted tub and glass and tile shower. It was accessible by the main living areas and also from our bedroom. Shane had already set up his stereo along with his computer in the office nook area while I headed to the bathroom and sorted through our stuff and then over to the bedroom. This is where I wanted to have a personal touch. I angled the bed in the corner, putting this tall wooden branch arrangement in the corner behind the headboard. I unpacked my clothes and put them in the dresser. I did the same with his clothes but stored them in the tall dresser by the closet and then hung up what needed to be hung. When I was satisfied that everything was to my liking, that is, until I went shopping next and gathered a few extras, I headed to the kitchen where the smell was divine.

I walked out to the dinning room table fully set and our plates were served. He had some wine, two glasses and a large jar candle that was light. I was truly surprised.

“Dinner is served.” He escorted me to my seat. After pulling the chair out for me and handing me my napkin, he sat himself down and poured us a glass of wine.

“Maybe I should try and race you more often.” I told him and that made him laugh.

“This is just the beginning.” He tells me. “There's more.” I couldn't help but look at him and swallowed hard when he looked at me seriously. We spent the rest of our dinner time mostly in silence, exchanging looks, smiles and some small talk.

After dinner, I told him to relax because the cook never cleans in my house. He thought that was funny but still let me have my way and made his way to the bathroom. As I finished with the dishes and headed to wipe up the table clean, the bathroom door opens and out comes a towel covered Italian hunk that headed for the bedroom. I cleared my throat and kept going as I headed back to the sink to rinse my cloth and wipe off the counter-tops.

Shane's POV-

The look on her face as I walked out with nothing but my towel was priceless. I walked into our room and noticed how she had arranged our bedroom. There wasn't much there but she definitely made it look its best. I smiled when I noticed that she had already laid out some of the candles on top of the dressers. I got dressed and found a box that I had stashed earlier, glad that Devon hadn't found or touched it.

I got dressed and headed out of the bedroom. Devon wasn't anywhere to be seen. I turned to the bathroom and realized the water was running; she must have been taking a shower. I sat down and turned the fireplace on and laid down on the couch. I heard the water shut off. Ten minutes or so later, she emerged from the bathroom wearing a pair of brown shorts and pink halter top, her hair hanging wet slightly dripping at the tips leaving water stains over her shirt. She came over to the couch and let herself fall down.

“I'm pooped!” She says. I sat there watching her and smiling.

“Are you?” I tell her. “I was hoping that we could enjoy desert now.” I kiss her lightly on the lips.

“Mmm.” She tells me. “Can I take desert to go?” I laugh.

“Why rush? It's not like we have to be anywhere tomorrow.” I tell her and she gives me a look that set a fire ablaze within me. She plopped her head down onto my lap and looked up at me as I played with her hair. She closed her eyes, smiling peacefully. “I love you.” Came out of my mouth. I saw her eyes snap open and she began sitting up slowly as I helped her and pulled her onto my lap so she was able to see my face up close.

“What?” She asks.

“I love you.” I tell her again. “I have since our first kiss. I don't expect you to feel the...” I feel her hand cover my mouth.

“Don't finish that.” She tells me with regards to what I had begun to say. She shifted on me and we found ourselves with her straddling my waist, still on my lap. “If you really feel that way about me, I need you to make love to me.” She tells me before she crushes her lips hard against mine. My arms went around her waist and pulled her into me as her arms reached around my shoulders.

“Are you sure?” I ask her as her kisses trailed to my neck and chest. “Uhmmm.” I mutter huskily. “I don't want you to regret anything.” She pulls away so I can see the need in her eyes.

“No regrets.” She tells me as she got off of me and began to pull me up toward her and our room. When we got to our bedroom door, she stopped. “I believe that this was the effect you were looking for.” And when she opened the door, the fifty tee-light candles that I had set up in our room were completely light. I forgot that she never had a chance to get her clothes before her shower. My surprise element was turned on me. The effect was grand. I smiled down at her and then wrapped my arms around her. I backed her up until her legs hit the edge of the bed. I looked at her. There wasn't a note of hesitation in her eyes nor in her voice when she spoke next.

“Shane, I love you.” She whispered on my lips and closed the gap between us. I felt her tongue begging for entrance to my mouth and I let her taste me. My hands found the buttons to her shorts and let them drop. She back her upper body slightly and lifted her arms so I could slide her halter top up and over her head. Her partially dried hair cascading around her shoulders. Her hands began to pull my t-shirt up and over me. I hugged her tightly to my chest as my fingers danced on the skin of her back. Her hands were still at work on my jeans which fell to my feet in seconds. I lifted her as she wrapped her legs around my waist so I could set her down on the bed and crawled onto her. I began kissing down her body, feeling her tremors, her shivers, listening to her moans. I knew that we wouldn't get much sleep tonight, not if I had anything to do with it. I was going to love this woman as often as I could...

Devon's POV-

I lay on my back, trying to regain my thoughts, not to mention my breath. Shane lay on top of me, his head on my shoulder, sweat glistening off of our bodies. I couldn't believe how amazing my body felt. I felt Shane's hand run down my waist, to my leg, pulling it up so it hugged his hip. I felt a surge overcome me as I found my new addiction; Shane. In one swift move, I flipped him onto his back and found myself straddling his naked waist as his eyes bore into my soul. This man knew how to love me in every way I possibly could need. It was time for me to show him that I was capable of doing the same for him.

Daylight was starting to peak through our windows when we both became incredibly thankful that today was Saturday. I was lying on my stomach, naked aside from the thin bed sheet that covered my lower half. I shivered as I felt Shane's fingers tracing a pattern on my shoulder blade. I smiled and closed my eyes. When I opened them, I was convinced that I hadn't dreamt it all. There he was in all his glory, propped on his side smiling at me.

“Good morning beautiful.” He tells me as I giggled into my elbow.

“Maybe it should be good night since we haven't slept.” I tell him. He laughed at that one and then pulled me into him so I lay in the crook of his arm. I kissed his chest and heard a very distinctive growl and couldn't help but smile on the firm and hot skin of his peck before I looked up at his face.

“You want to go again?” He asks me with a faked air of annoyance and then a devilish smile crossed his lips and as his hands neared my waist, I knew I was in a world of trouble; tickle trouble. As he rolled on top of me, my hands began reaching for his strong arms and my legs began flailing as I howled out with giggles.

“Ahh!... Shay... S....Stop it! You're killing me! Ahh!” I giggled.

Shane's POV-

We were, well, I was tickling Devon and having a damn good time at it until she bucked below me. She hit me in my feel good zone. I froze and watched her. A cocky smile displayed itself where her howling smirk used to be. She knew of the effect she had on me; so much so that she arched up into me again, nice and slow so she could make sure that I felt her completely; naked tease.

“What?” She sheepishly asked me. “It's...” And I shut her up by taking some of her flesh above her chest into my mouth and kissing it. She moaned and I knew that there was only one way to settle this...

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