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Antonio pounced on her like a starving tiger on his prey; he knocked Gabi backward onto the bed as his strong body came down hard on top of her. Their lips met with an urgency that neither could control; they groaned together in desperation as his tongue darted into her mouth. Gabi dug her nails into his back and he let out a deep, wild moan. Their desire was out of control and there was nothing they could do to stop it; nothing they wanted to.
"Oh Antonio," Gabi whimpered breathlessly as his lips disengaged from hers and ravished her silken throat. Antonio tore at her shirt, popping button after button; her body arched into his hand pressing it against her breasts. He slipped his warm fingers underneath her shirt to caress her through her satin bra; Gabi ran her fingers through his hair grabbing it roughly and urging him down to her chest. Antonio followed her command as he pulled the fabric down to release her aching nipple into his mouth. She moaned softly as he licked and kissed her. His erection was raging and he felt like he was going to explode; he rubbed himself against her thigh in an attempt to gain some relief. Wanting to feel her naked flesh against his, Antonio reached in to grab the tie of her sweatpants; finding it in a knot infuriated him and he growled in aggravation. Gabi was about to help him loosen the knot when she heard a rip of fabric and felt the material fall away from her waist. In a second, he had thrown her sweats to the floor; she was about to speak when his lips recaptured hers in an urgent, burning hot kiss. She had never known the rough, passionate side of him but she could feel it erupting and the mere thought lit her body on fire. His breathing was harsh, his heart slamming against his ribs; the throbbing in his veins was almost painful. Antonio released the front clasp of her bra and guided it off her shoulders; Gabi’s body trembled with pleasure from the brisk movement of his hands on her flesh. Her hand instinctively moved down his torso as she sought him out and slid her fingers through the fly of his boxers. Antonio groaned loudly as her hand closed around his manhood; the intensity of his desire warmed her entire body and filled her mind. Nothing mattered at the moment; reality, conscience all receded as tremulous, agitated, sensuous waves washed over and over her. All she wanted was to have him inside her, she needed it more than she ever thought possible; Antonio knew it and needed her just as much. He tore his lips from hers for an instant; his eyes hot with passion and hunger for her. His thumb traced the outline of her swollen lips as he reached down with his other hand and feverishly pulled off his boxer shorts. Gabi’s breath caught as she watched him spring free of the fabric; he slid his hands under her hips and lifted her just enough to grab her panties and pull them off. She backed slightly up the bed as Antonio drew himself up her; his broad chest sliding delectably up her torso, his tongue leading the way back to her lips. Gabi shuddered in ecstasy as the hotness of his breath reached her mouth. Antonio’s lips closed over hers moving seductively against them; Gabi pulled him closer against her as violent tremors of desire began coursing through her body. Her burning touch on his flesh sent him out of control as he plunged his throbbing hardness into her with a deep, low groan. The first powerful thrust sank in to its full length as Gabi screamed a piercing cry deep in her throat. He plunged deeper and deeper as she clung to him, meeting his hunger. Gabi felt the muscles of his back flexing as each fierce thrust tore into her; the power and energy of his love filling her senses. She panted against his shoulder as she clung to him in a desperate embrace. Antonio’s breath came heavily as his fevered, insistent passion rose; her sensuous warmth enclosed him as he thrust with all the strength of his lower body. Gabi gasped as a shocking burst of unutterable pleasure shook her; she arched her hips to him as she writhed convulsively from her climax. Antonio began to moan as he moved faster and faster inside her; he let out a wild cry of raw, primitive fulfillment as he quivered then exploded into her; his pulse racing wildly, his hard, lean back arched in ecstasy as he released his passion. Antonio lowered himself gently beside Gabi as he rolled her to face him. Perspiration beaded his body as he lay onto his back with Gabi still clutching him tightly. Her leg wrapped over his strong thigh, her arm draped across his abdomen. His breathing still harsh, his body warm and sated from his exertion; Gabi curved into his arms snuggling her head against his shoulder. Antonio caressed her hair softly as she drew her fingers lightly across his chest. They were both afraid to speak, to bring reality back into this wonderful dream; Gabi felt him inhale heavily and closed her eyes. "Gabi," he whispered tenderly kissing the top of her head. "I don’t…oh God." "I know, Antonio," she assured him as she held him tighter. "But please, please don’t say it was a mistake." "A mistake?" Antonio tipped her chin up with his index finger; the light reflecting the sparkle of tears in her eyes. "Oh Gabi, no…no, it wasn’t a mistake." She smiled as he brought his lips down to kiss her. "I love you, Gabi." "I love you too, Antonio," she managed to say through her tears. "I never stopped loving you…ever." Gabi pushed up on her elbow and lifted her small hand to his cheek. "Never, I swear." "But what about…" Gabi silenced him with a gentle finger. "Not tonight, Antonio," she purred seductively. "Tonight." Gabi leaned over and flipped off the light. "It’s just you and me." The room illuminated with moonlight; Gabi slipped her hand under the covers and down his body. "You and me." Antonio’s breath caught as she touched him; he hardened instantly in her hand. Months of denied passion and desire rising to the surface and breaking free; two lovers rediscovering one another tenderly and deliberately. They made love over and over deep into the night, no thoughts and no cares other than intensely pleasuring each other. Antonio brought Gabi to climax time and time again, his body recovering almost immediately and amazingly aching for more. Their love once unspoken now insatiable and undeniable, their bodies and souls together as one. Happy and exhausted, they fell into a calm, peaceful sleep long after midnight, safe and secure in each other’s arms. Antonio’s arms wrapped possessively around her, keeping her close to his heart; Gabi’s arm grasping him tightly to keep him from disappearing, afraid to let him go. THE STATION Ricardo sauntered in the front door of the station tired, a little hung over and still quite angry after his argument with Gabi. He had started out for Surf Central to talk to her but decided the inevitable heated confrontation could wait until they were both more awake; he figured she probably hadn’t slept much either. Things were quiet as Ricardo made his way to his office sipping his coffee as he walked. He started to turn the corner when he collided with someone spilling steaming hot coffee down the front of his shirt. "God damn it," he cursed loudly as the liquid soaked through his bright yellow dress shirt. "Oh my God, I’m so sorry!" Amanda cried as she looked up from the papers she had buried her nose in. "Oh Ricardo." Ricardo was brushing away the wetness and tugging the burning fabric back from his chest. "Here, come with me." Amanda took him by the arm and pulled him into the bathroom. Ricardo set his things down on the sink as she began opening his buttons. "Wh…what are you doing?" Ricardo sputtered as she made quick work of his buttons. "You really…don’t…" "We have to get this off of you, Ricardo," she insisted as she opened the last of the buttons. Her breath caught at the sight of his chest tapering in rippling muscles to his tight, washboard stomach; the curly dark hair on his chest saturated with his morning beverage. "I…I…" Ricardo looked up and realized Amanda was staring at his bare chest; he stifled a smile through the pain. "Oh, here." Amanda loosened the grip she had on his shirt; Ricardo pulled it off his shoulders as she wet some paper towels in the sink. With a trembling hand, she gently placed the cool wet towels to his red, irritated skin. He winced at the uncomfortable feeling; Amanda recoiled then hesitantly placed it back. "Ricardo, I’m so sorry." "It’s not your fault," he assured her strongly. "I wasn’t watching where I was going. I was distracted." Amanda removed the towels and surveyed his taught, toned body. "Distracted?" she asked rather distracted herself. Ricardo dropped his head and looked at his inflamed skin. "Gabi and I had a fight." Amanda looked into his eyes. "She spent the night at Surf Central." "I’m sorry. I hope everything will be okay." Her eyes sparkled sympathetically and Ricardo was completely drawn into her. "H…have you spoken?" Ricardo felt his heartbeat quicken and he almost forgot what they were talking about. "No, not yet." Amanda stepped away from him breaking the intimate moment. She knew it was wrong to be attracted to him, but she felt it so strongly. "Well, I’m sure you two will work everything out." She tossed the towels into the sink. "Um, I’ll go see if I can find you a shirt." Ricardo watched as she exited the bathroom quickly; he wondered what she would say if she knew that they had argued about her. Spence came into the room after a few minutes carrying a shirt from Ricardo’s office. He put it on hastily and headed out to his office. His mind wandered as he sat behind his desk; to ease his unsettled conscience, he decided to call Gabi. It was still early and she wouldn’t be at work for 2 more hours; his fingers dialed quickly as he sat back and waited for someone to answer. SURF CENTRAL Casey was running late as he scurried around the kitchen. He spent the night on the beach with some friends and was only home to grab some breakfast before heading back for work. He sprinted through the living room and was reaching for the door when someone on the other side began to knock. "Ashley, hi." Casey stepped aside as Ashley walked in. "Antonio’s upstairs, I guess," he said breathlessly. "Sorry I can’t stay…I’m late." He started out the door when the phone rang. "Casey, the phone," Ashley called after him as he ran down the steps. "Just let the machine get it," he yelled in response as he tossed his things into his convertible and sped away. Ashley closed the door with a laugh and turned into the room. The volume on the machine was down but she heard it pick up the call. She checked her watch; it was almost 7. She hated to wake Antonio so early; he didn’t have to be at work until 9. But she needed to talk to him and it just couldn’t wait. Ashley started upstairs to his room. Antonio started to stretch as he heard the ringing phone; the weight of Gabi lying against him brought a smile to his lips. He leaned over and kissed the top of her head; she curled up tighter against him and moaned softly. The feel of him trying to get out of bed made Gabi groan with disappointment; she bound his leg with hers and tugged him back against the pillow. "No," she whined playfully as she touched her lips to his chest. "Don’t go." The feel of her soft, warm lips caressing his nipple enhanced his pulsing morning erection; he surrendered to the feelings she stirred within him as he closed his eyes. Feeling his stiffness pushing against her thigh, she smiled. "Ah, do we wake up with this every morning?" she teased him. Antonio flipped her over onto her back; Gabi let out a squeal of delight. "Thanks to you," he commented seductively as he pinned her wrists to the bed and attacked her lips with a searing kiss. Gabi slipped one wrist from his grasp and trailed her hand down his back grabbing onto his firm butt; she drew him against her feeling him press between her thighs. Antonio groaned quietly into the kiss as he inched closer to her entrance; Gabi moved her lips to his ear and began to nibble on his lobe. "Love me," she commanded him as she softly exhaled into his ear. Her breath sent a shiver down his spine as he slid effortlessly into her. Gabi arched her back pressing her hard nipples into his chest. "Mmm, Antonio," she purred as her hands clenched his shoulders tightly. He smiled as he deepened his penetration; slowly, gently, deliberately. Gabi’s breath began to shorten as she melted against him, small and delicate in his arms. Antonio’s desire grew as he drove into her with long, gentle thrusts and slow withdrawals. They came together blissfully, moaning in sync, their bodies clinging to one another, their hearts beating as one. He held himself inside her, his body resting gently on top of her; their lips met tenderly as they professed their love. Antonio drew his hand up to caress her cheek. "Gabi, I…" "Gabi?" Ashley’s voice called out as she knocked on the door. "Are you awake? May I come in?" Time moved in slow motion as Antonio turned to face the door still joined intimately with Gabi. She tugged the covers up over her as the handle began to turn.
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