KING'S BAY METROPOLITAN HOTEL
Jason's
entire body feels so incredibly
intense and yet so amazingly relaxed at the same time. The soft sheets
of the hotel bed embrace his body, coaxing his breathing down from the
exhilarating highs it reached just minutes ago.
He can see the black of the night
clearly through the thin layer of curtain that is covering the window,
but right now it feels like morning to him. A glorious new morning.
"Oh my God," he says again, using
his arm to draw Courtney
more tightly to him.
She chuckles. "I know. Jason, that
was ... whoa."
"It was powerful." The quickness
of his response, which sounds so certain, comes as something of a surprise
both to him and to Courtney, but it sounds right.
"Yeah," she agrees. "It's like ...
I don't know, I always wondered about how they talk about love and all
that stuff in movies. Part of me always thought that none of that stuff
really happened, that maybe it wasn't possible to share something that
deep with another person where you feel like you just totally ... connect."
Jason doesn't miss the chance for
a double entendre. With a sly grin he lifts his eyebrows.
Courtney shakes her head in amusement.
"You know what I mean. Don't you?"
"Yeah," he says with hesitation.
"Totally."
Her slender fingers begin tracing
random circles and lines over the smooth skin of his torso. Courtney finds
herself marveling at every curve of his body, at every firm spot of muscle
and every spot of fat. Not that there's much on his body, but still. Even
the untoned parts of his chest and stomach are absolutely mesmerizing to
her.
"I am so glad I waited for this,"
she says softly. "I always thought I was missing out on something when
everybody else started doing it. But it never seemed right, not until now.
It was like I knew what kind of experience it could be and I didn't want
to settle for anything less ... Jeez, how corny does that sound?"
She is expecting another quick response,
but when it doesn't come, she assumes that Jason is just reflecting back
on the night they have had, much like she has been doing. But when she
looks up to catch that amazed expression on his face, all she sees is the
back of his sandy hair.
She slides up away from his chest
and props herself up on her arm so that she can get a look at his face.
The expression she sees is definitely not one of amazement.
"Jason?" she says. A horrible stab
of panic assaults her. "Jay, what's wrong?"
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