"It's OK." She answered, not bothering to look up because she was too busy looking for Josh. "Hey." It seemed the person recognized her or knew her. She looked up and found herself looking right at Chris Klein, the stranger at the airport. "Oh, hi." She rose to her feet quickly, not having forgotten his kind gestures. "Wow. Three times in a day. Must be fate." He gave her a smile, after shaking her hand. She gave him an uneasy smile. "So are you here alone?" He asked her the inevitable question. She should've seen this coming. Subtlety was definitely not his strong point. "I believe the lady is here with me." Josh came from behind and Katie froze.

"Hey." She gave him a nervous smile. It took Chris a while to understand. "I'm sorry. I didn't know." He shook his head at his stupidity and apologized. "No worries man." Josh smiled and gave her a peck on the cheek only it wasn't just a peck. He was making sure that Chris understood that she was his girlfriend, therefore taken. Normally an act like this would anger her a little. However, she couldn't help, but be delighted that Josh was actually jealous. "Josh, this is Chris Klein. I met him at the airport. Actually he rescued me." She explained. "Joshua Jackson and thank you." Josh extended his hand. "It's okay." Chris said.

"Take a seat. Let me get you something to drink." Josh suggested. "No really. It's okay." "You took care of my girl. You have to let me buy you a drink." He insisted. "Sure. Why not." With that Chris sat across from them. "So you guys are here on a trip?" "You can call it that." Josh answered, not revealing that they were on television every Wednesday and that his face would be plastered on the next issue of the Seventeen magazine. "So how are you enjoying New York?" "What can I say? It's been treating me good." He answered. The two engaged in more small talk before Chris finally got up and left. "I think he got the point." She rolled her eyes at Josh as soon as he left. "What?" He asked innocently. "All those hugs and kisses! I know what you were doing." She accused him. "Since when was hugging or kissing my girlfriend a crime?" "You can't fool me, Joshua Jackson." She smacked his arm playfully. "You called me by my full name. I like that." He nuzzled her neck with his nose. "You know, maybe we should get out of here and head back to the hotel room." She said suggestively. "Just let me tell James then." He quickly got to his feet. "Where is he? I haven't seen him at all since we got here. He just disappeared." She said in a worried tone. "I wouldn't worry about him. Last time I checked, he was talking to some girl called Heather." Josh winked.
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Katie tickled the inside of Josh's palm as they held hands and tore down the lobby. The concierge raised an eyebrow as they rushed the elevator door to open, jumped in then slammed the close button. Once inside, his hands reached for hers, pinning her to the elevator wall, careful not to hurt her or scare her. She squirmed not to free herself, but to get a taste of his lips. He had other plans. His face was buried in the crook of her neck, gently nipping. His soft hair tickled her skin and she let out a small giggle, which quickly turned into a gasp as he moved his tongue towards her breasts.

She found her back arching towards his mouth, needing to feel his wet lips against her aching nipples. His mouth reached the soft mounds and he bit into one gently, sending shivers down her spine. She could feel her nipples pulsating like they were about to explode and so she urged him on with a whimper. He raised his face from her chest and looked into her eyes. Her eyes practically rolled back when she saw the desire in his. His gaze went back to the dark area on her cotton shirt where his teeth had been, taking in big gulps of air like he was about to climb the Everest. His warm tongue slipped out of his mouth and slowly traced the outlines of her hard pointy nipples. She threw her head back; her left knee rubbing against his calve. Boy, was she glad that she didn't wear any bra today. Bing!

They had reached tenth floor and neither wanted to end this yet. He reluctantly let go of her hands, letting her compose herself for the seemingly long walk down the hallway to the room. The brush of air that hit her as she walked out, made the wet spot on her shirt cold and she shuddered slightly. He intertwined his fingers with hers, leading her towards his suite. Once again she tickled the inside of his palm, wreaking havoc in him. His footsteps quickened and so did hers. She pushed her plush body against his side, making him moan softly.

"Hurry." She whispered as he fished around in his pocket for the electronic card key. He grunted as he pushed it in and out of the slot. "Fuck." He swore under his breath, unable to open the door "Slowly and gently." She brushed her lips against his ear lobe on purpose. She stilled his hand, took the card from his tight clutch and easily opened the door. "And she does it with grace." He lifted her hand to his lips. "Opening a door doesn't require grace." She rolled her eyes. "Everything in life requires a little bit of grace." He smiled at her adoringly.

"For one brief second, I would like to see myself through your eyes." She said softly. His lips curled upward as he led her by the hand into the spacious hotel room. The dim lights automatically turned on and they fumbled around, reaching for each other immediately. She pulled at his shirt collar, bringing his lips to hers, while he pressed his back against the door, shutting it tight. He gasped for breath after a passionate kiss, hungry for more and so was she. He pushed against her, causing her to lose balance, but his hand flew to the small of her back, catching her before she fell. Her fingers worked on the button of his shirt, while his were untucking her shirt from the jeans. They continued undressing each other, walking backward, and not caring if they were bumping into the Victorian end table, causing it to topple over. She finally tore his shirt off of his shoulder, letting it fall onto the floor. She pushed him onto the sofa and smiled as he lost control and fell on it. Her amused look was wiped off her face when he pulled her down on, rolled her over so that she was on her back and he was on top, in control. She raised her head towards his to kiss him, but he pulled back teasingly.

"Umph." He yelped as she pushed him off of her with all her strength and straight onto the floor, right in-between the sofa and the table. "Mercy." He cried out, chuckling, trying to raise himself up on his elbow. "Not so fast." She purred, toppling on top of him. "My-" "Sorry." She said sheepishly, getting her knee off from his groin. He looked like he was in a lot of pain and she wasn't sure what she was supposed to do. Rub it? "Ah!" She cried out. He had flipped her over and now she was staring up at him, who had a mischievous smile. "Cheat." She accused him. "Me? Never." He said in an appalled voice. "This is so unfa-" She started to say when he crushed his lips to hers, silencing her. "Mmm…" She murmured when their lips parted. "Mmm mmm good?" He asked in a joking voice. His right hand slowly made it's way up her shirt, brushing over her left breast. "Not so bad." She said, breathing heavily. "Really?" He said amusingly, lowering his head to her chest. "Yes." She sighed out, her hand reaching for anything to grab.

He gently lifted her shirt little by little, kissing each newly exposed flesh with his hot breath. Her hand found the edge of the tablecloth; hanging onto it for dear life as his tongue flicked the skin under her breast. A moan slipped out from between her lips, one hand laced in his brown hair, while the other was still twisted in the embroidered material. His slippery tongue teased her swollen breasts, tasting her nipple enticingly. He sucked and pulled on them gently as her chest heaved up and down. Her breathing became more ragged as he pushed his arousal against her. She felt helpless as the ache between her legs grew and she tugged hard at the tablecloth. "Ow." Josh groaned and it took her a while to figure out what had happened.

"Oh my God." She cried out. Somehow she had managed to pull the tablecloth off the table and onto her boyfriend. "These weren't here when we left, were they?" She asked, helping him to his feet. Unfortunately plates of appetizers, food and dessert came crashing down with the tablecloth. "I ordered these from the club before we came back. I wanted to surprise you with a romantic dinner." He rubbed his back, which was strewn with sauce, whip cream and meatballs. "Are you okay?" She was concerned. The dishes didn't break, but she had heard them fall on him. In fact, she had some of the food on herself too. "Talk about ruining the moment." He groaned to himself, picking a piece of mushroom from his left arm. "Talk about a Kodak moment." She pulled him towards her, not caring that she was getting the mess on herself too. "I should've brought a camera." She chuckled. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"I'm really sorry." She apologized once more. He shook his head, letting her know that it wasn't her fault at all. They were sitting on the edge of the tub with his back to her. "I don't know what came over me." She sighed, dipping the towel under the running faucet. "Thank you for the compliment." She brought the soaking cloth and whacked his back with it, making him wince slightly. "Okay. Truce." He held his hands up. "Good." She slowly wiped the quickly drying sauce from his skin, occasionally picking off the noodles and tossing them into the wastebasket. "That's enough." He stilled her hand with his. "I'll just take a shower." He slowly got up and stretched. "What about me?" She asked, pulling at her shirt, which was splattered red. "Or you could take the shower first. I'll just wait outside then." He picked up his shirt from the bathroom floor.

"Wait." She called out without thinking. He looked at her, waiting for her to continue. "You know…" She trailed off, plugging the bathtub and letting the water fill slowly. "There is a way that we could both get clean." She said suggestively, hoping that he would catch the drift. "You're right. I'll get in the shower and you can use the tub." He dropped the shirt back onto the floor, strode towards the shower, slid the door open and turned the water on. "Wait a minute. That's not what I meant." She blurted out before he could get in the shower.

"Then what did you mean?" He stood with one foot in and the other out. "I meant that…" She stopped and blushed slightly. "This tub is big enough for the both of us." "You're going to have to more specific than that." He scratched his head. "Geez! I'm saying let's get in the tub together! You and me! The two of us!" She threw her hands up in frustration. "That's what I thought you meant." He winked at her. "You!" Her eyes grew wide. "You did that on purpose!" "Well?" He tapped his foot impatiently. "Well what?" She was confused. He gestured to her clothes and she finally understood. He was waiting for her to strip down and get in. Suddenly she felt like all the spotlights were on her. "Umm…" She sputtered out nervously. "Thought so." He gave her an amused look and brought his other foot into the shower.

"Can we make it a bubble bath?" She asked shyly. She could hear his jaw drop onto the tiled floor and she giggled a little. He didn't think that she would go through with this. "Bubble bath?" He poked his head out. "Well, they have this really lovely bottle of green apple bubble bath and it would be a shame to put it to waste. Wouldn't it?" She asked him. "Are you sure?" He asked with a gulp. "Yes, I'm sure that it's green apple. Look. It says so right here." She pointed towards the bottle label. "Ha ha." He rolled his eyes and slowly got out of the shower.

She turned the cap of the bottle and tilted it sideways, letting the thick green liquid fall into the water. At first little foams appeared, fighting their way to the surface and finally breaking out into big bubbles. She stared at them for a moment until Josh cleared his throat. The tub was about to overflow. She quickly turned the knob around, turning off the jet of water.

She stood there for a moment, unsure what to do next. Clothes, she had to take them off. She forgot. She slowly lifted the hem of her shirt, feeling a little awkward because he was staring at her. He smiled sheepishly at her then looked down at the floor. She took in a breath then lifted it all the way over her head and threw it onto the floor. When she looked at him, a big smile grew on her face. He had his back turned towards her. She didn't think it was possible to adore him anymore than she already did, but he proved her wrong. She quickly stripped off the remaining of her clothes and got into the tub. "Done." She called out.

He stood there shifting from one foot to the other, his hands lingering on his jeans button. He slowly unbuttoned each of them, taking his time. When there were no more buttons for him to unbutton, he pulled the jeans down to his ankle, then kicked them off. Now he stood in only his boxers. He looked right into her eyes and she could have sworn that he blushed. He quickly lowered his head and placed both his thumbs under the waistband, ready to pull it down too. He glanced up at her again and she realized that she was staring at him. She didn't think that this could be a little uncomfortable for him too considering she had never seen him in his birthday suit before. She pursed her lips together to keep from laughing and brought her hands to her eyes. That was the least she could do after his gentlemanly behavior. She could hear him let out a sigh of relief. Soon she heard the swoosh of his boxers being pulled down and she couldn't resist. She opened her fingers a little so that she could take a peek and she gulped at the sight.

Huge would've been an understatement. She had heard all the myths about longs fingers and big hands, but she didn't expect him to be the size of a porn star's. However, when she had watched those triple x movies, she found herself cringing all the time. This time she was aroused. He was so beautiful and she couldn't help, but want to reach out and touch him. She quickly closed her fingers as he got close and hopped into the tub. "Done." He called out. She took her hands from her face and stared at him for a while. He shifted uncomfortably and played with the bubbles. "Buhahahahahaha." She broke into a fit of laughter. She tried to contain it, but she didn't have the self-control to do that. "Ummm…" He scratched his head, looking ever so confused. She clutched her stomach, unable to stop. "What's so funny?" He asked. "Nothing." She gasped out. "You looked didn't you?" He accused her, pointing his finger at her. "I didn't mean to." She giggled defensively. "How can anyone not mean to peek?" He narrowed his eyes at her.

"Aw. Come on." She grabbed a handful of bubble and threw it at him. She burst into laughter once more when it hit him right in the face. He quietly wiped it off his face and for a split second she thought that he was angry with her. "Ah!" She screamed as he lunged at her, tickling her sides. "No." She squirmed, causing waves of water and bubbles to trickle over the edge of the tub. She struggled to get out of his grasp, but found herself slipping under the water. "Careful." He called out and scooped her into his arms. "I'm okay." She assured him. Her giggling subsided when she realized where her legs and his hands were. She smiled to herself then turned around, resting her head on his chest. "Hmmm…" He murmured, putting his arms around her. "A perfect fit." She sighed out. "Perfect." He whispered softly against her ear. She reached her arm back around his neck, bringing his lips to hers. His hand came up to caress her face, opening his mouth for her to delve into. She eagerly pressed her back against him, wanting to get as close as she could to him. His arousal rubbed against the groove of her buttocks, sending all kinds of sensations down her spine. She brought her other hand to his neck, rubbing it and moving her body so that he would brush against her. His fingers crept to her stomach, drawing lazy circles around her belly button and she moaned into his mouth. She urged him to continue his journey upward and arched her back when he reached her breasts. She was finding it hard to breathe, her arousal suffocating her.

The bubbles had long ago fizzed out and she could see his fingers gently pulling and tweaking at her nipples. She needed to relieve the ache that was forming between her leg. She rubbed her heels together, letting the insides of her thighs move against each other. She needed more. She broke off the kiss, leaving him panting with lust and turned around to face him. She threw her arms around his neck, then pulled herself onto his lap.

He gasped when dark curls between her legs tickled the tip of his erection. An inch, that was all it took to feel him rub against her entrance and she immediately threw her head back. He took his opportunity to engage war against her neck, sucking and nibbling at the skin, probably leaving a mark too. The tides of their hungry movement carried her forward, closing in on that one inch of space and she whimpered. He brought his hands to her butt, cupping it then stroking the soft cheeks with his thumbs. She wiggled a little so that his tip slid around her entrance and she moaned each time that he came close. He nudged her forward with his hands and she spread her legs wider to give him more access. She raised herself a little with her toes and moved herself above him, loving the affect she was having on him. His eyes closed and he rested his forehead against her heaving chest. He pulled a taunt nipple into his warm mouth, swirling his tongue around it, unable to stop himself from devouring her.

She felt her legs grow weak from desire and she felt herself dropping onto him, but he caught her by the waist just in time, lowering her little by little onto him. Immediately she felt a shot of pain as he stretched her inner walls slowly, but she wasn't ready to quit yet. She bit her bottom lip to keep from making any noise. She spread her legs wider hoping that it might ease the pain but it didn't help much. She squeezed her eyes shut, ready for the big plunge. He lifted his eyes to her face, wanting to see her before they went any further. He lowered her slowly, wanting to feel very inch of her around him, but groaned a little as he felt resistance. The feeling of her tight body just about to surround him sent him into a tailspin. He willed her to open her eyes and share this beautiful experience with him, but all he saw were her quivering lips. Her teeth were biting down so hard on her luscious lip that he was scared she would bite it off. He felt her inch down on him, her face turning into a paler color than before, her body tight as ever when the realization came crashing down on him. "You're a virgin." He blurted out with a gasp

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