WARNING: If you don't like it hot then you better stop now! This one
contains
sexual content so readers beware!
RATING: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, JER & Passions do, I'm just
borrowing them for awhile!
Important Note: This one is a complete fan fic. It takes place at the
cottage
one night while Luis is guarding Sheridan.
Luis flopped onto his back then groaned up at the ceiling. He couldn't
sleep.
He'd been trying for the last three hours but something was keeping him
up.
No, not something he thought puffing out a breath of frustration, but
rather
someone. Namely one Ms. Sheridan Crane. What was it about her that
tied him
in so many damn knots? She'd made it perfectly clear how she felt
about him
and yet he still couldn't seem to shake the feelings he had for her.
If what
he felt was purely physical it wouldn't be so bad, but deep down he
knew that
wasn't the case. It was much more than a physical attraction and it
had been
since the first time he'd laid eyes on her. There was just something
about
her something that called out to him.
He pulled himself up into a sitting position then threw back the covers
and
rose from the couch. He knew he wouldn't be falling asleep any time
soon.
Running a hand through his thick black hair, he quietly made his way
into the
kitchen. He grabbed a glass out of the cabinet then turned on the tap
water
and filled it. He raised the glass to his lips then slowly turned and
leaned
back against the counter. He took a good long sip then lowered the
glass and
opened his eyes. He let his eyes adjust to the darkness and that's
when
he saw her -sitting at the kitchen table watching him. He swallowed hard and gripped the glass in his hand tight. The
nightgown she
wore left very little to the imagination. In fact, thanks to the bright
glow
the moon cast in through the window, he could see her the perfect
outline of
her body through the white satiny material. At his studious gaze, he
saw her
nipples harden, which caused him to grow hard in response. And since
he was
clad in only his red plaid boxers, he knew there was no way he could
hide it
from her.
As if she read his thoughts her gaze dropped from his eyes to his chest
to
his manhood and he felt the blood pound through his body as her gaze
lingered
on his erection a little longer than was necessary. When she finally
raised
her eyes back to his and he saw the desire in them, he lost the control
he'd
been trying so hard to hold onto.
He sat the glass onto the counter behind him then walked toward her and
gently pulled her up by the arms. The moment he touched her soft flesh
he
knew he had to have her. He took her mouth in fiery kiss and she met
him
with the same intense passion that coursed through his own veins. He
pulled
her body to him and wrapped his arms around her, loving the feel of her
body
flush against his own. This was the way it was meant to be, he thought
drowning in her passionate kiss. She fit so perfectly in his arms…
it was
like she was made for him. He could only imagine what being inside her
would
be like. He knew it would be like nothing he had ever felt before.
She
could scorch him with a look so he there was no telling what making
love with
her would be like.
He ran his hands down her arms in a sensuous caress then over her hips
to
gently knead her backside. He pressed her closer to his arousal and
loved
the low throaty growl she gave in response. The woman drove him out of
his
mind and he knew it was only going to get worse, yet despite his better
judgement he couldn't pull away. The need was way too strong for that
and
since she wasn't pulling away either he figured it was the same way for
her.
The thought gave him satisfaction. At least he wasn't alone in this
web of
temptation. At least Sheridan was caught up in it too.
Luis ran his tongue along her lower lip then slipped it inside her
mouth when
she opened it for him. Her tongue dueled with his own as their hands
continued to roam the other's bodies. He lowered his hand to the edge
of her
nightgown then slowly slid his hand up her thigh. When she pulled
away, he
was afraid she had changed her mind, but then he saw the intensity in
her
eyes and knew she hadn't. In one quick movement, she pulled the gown
over
her head and he nearly lost his footing at the almost totally naked
beauty
standing before him. Clad only in a pair of white bikini briefs, she
had to
be the most gorgeous creature he had ever seen.
He reached for her and she came to his arms willingly. She raised her
hands
to his chest then caressed her way down to the top of his boxers. He
froze
as her hand slipped underneath the red plaid material and began to
stroke
him. The woman was going to be the death of him yet, he thought with a
pleasure filled grin. As she touched the tip of his shaft, he let out
a low
guttural grown then unable to take it anymore he swung her up into his
arms
and headed toward her bedroom. He pushed her door open with his foot
then
made his way toward her bed and gently laid her down. He placed his
hands at
the edge of her underwear then smiled as she gently raised her hips to
allow
him to pull them free.
Once he had rid his hands of her under garment, he let himself look at
her.
She was even more beautiful than he could have ever imagined her to be.
The
moonlight streaming in through the windows lit her features enough to
give
him one hell of an enticing view. He quickly stepped out of his boxers
then
placed his hands on either side of her head and rested one knee on the
bed.
Before he covered her completely, he had to make sure she knew what she
was
doing.
"Sheridan?" He asked his voice thick with desire. "Are you sure? I
mean if
you don't want this then please tell me now because I'm not sure I'll
have
the control to stop later."
She smiled then raised a finger to trace his jaw. "I'm positive. I
want you
Luis and I'm through denying myself and you the intense pleasure I know
we
will have."
He saw the truth in her eyes and knew without a doubt that she wanted
him
just as much as he wanted her. The realization caused him to lose the
tiny
bit of self-control he had left. He covered her body with his own and
as
bare flesh met bare flesh, a loud pleasure filled moan broke through
the air.
He wasn't sure if it was his or if it was hers but then again he
didn't
really care. There would be plenty more throughout the night, he was
sure of
it.
Luis raised a hand to knead her breasts then grinned as her head rolled
back
against the pillows. It wouldn't take much to push her over the edge
and he
wanted to be buried deep inside her when that happened. He lowered a
hand to
the juncture at her thighs and she parted her legs in eager
anticipation. As
his hands met her pleasure point and he felt her wetness, he knew she
was as
ready for him as he was for her. He removed his hand from between
their
bodies then pulled back to look into her eyes. "Are you on anything?"
"Wh… what?" She asked in a daze of passion.
He chuckled then captured her mouth in another passionate kiss. "Birth
control, sweetheart. Are you taking birth control pills?"
"Yes!" She moaned as he moved down her body and took possession of one
hardened nipple. "Yes, I am."
"Good." He said raising himself back up and settling himself between
her
thighs. He let the tip of his shaft touch her center and at her gasp
he knew
she couldn't take the teasing anymore than he could. He entered her in
one
powerful thrust and as he felt her body take him in, the breath left
his
lungs. Nothing had ever felt so right as joining his body with
Sheridan's
did. He'd always heard of moments like this but he'd never experienced
it
for himself. Perhaps because he'd never been so connected with a woman
before. Even if she didn't know it yet, Sheridan had him body, mind,
heart,
and soul just as he knew he had her.
He began to move within her and it took her no time at all to find the
rhythm
he set. She called out his name as the pleasure started to build and
he knew
it wouldn't be long before both of them lost control. She wrapped her
legs
around his waist and took him deeper inside then together they climbed
the
peak and went over the edge. As the heavens opened and the fireworks
sounded, Luis looked down into Sheridan's wonder filled blue eyes and
told
her the words, he swore he would never say. "I love you, Sheridan."
She smiled up at him then whispered five words that, for as long as he
lived,
he would never forget. "I love you too, Luis."
Sheridan woke to find she was alone in the bed. Had she dreamed what
happened between her and Luis last night? No, she thought shaking her
head
as her body pulsed in remembrance, there was no way that could have
been a
dream. It had happened she knew it had. The only question was where
was
Luis now and why had he left her? Did he regret it? He'd said he
loved her
but did he mean it or had they just been words uttered in the heat of
the
moment?
She hoped he meant them because she had meant hers. Last night had
made her
realize just how much Luis meant to her and she had finally been able
to
admit it to herself and to him. She was in love with him and had been
for a
very long time. All the times she had picked a fight with him, she now
knew
it was because she had been afraid to get to close. After what she
heard on
the wharf that night, after he had broken her heart, she had sworn she
would
never give him the power of hurting her again. But she had. Last
night she
had told him what she'd been denying to herself all these months.
But he had told her he loved her too. That was the only reason she'd
had the
courage to say how she felt. Had it been a mistake? Had she just
given Luis
even more ammunition to hurt her? No, she thought sitting up in the
bed and
holding the sheet to her chest, Luis would not use her feelings in that
way.
She knew that now. She knew that in the depths of her soul. Perhaps
she had
known it all along. Her pride had stopped her from questioning him
about
that night on the wharf, but she wouldn't allow it to stop her from
questioning him now.
She lowered one leg to the floor then scooted to the edge of the bed
ready to
stand. However, Luis' voice stopped her from following through with
the
motion. "Good morning, beautiful."
Sheridan looked up to see Luis standing in the doorway holding a
breakfast
tray filled with pancakes, strawberries, and two tall glasses of orange
juice. He'd made her breakfast, she thought with a bright smile. He
hadn't
left her because he regretted last night. He'd left so he could bring
her
breakfast in bed. If she hadn't already been in love with him, she
would
have fallen for sure then. How could it have taken her so long to see
what a
wonderful man he was? How could she have ever thought he was using
her? He
wasn't. She knew that now. He would never stoop to using her to get
back at
her family. He had too many morals for that. He had too much pride
for
that. But how could she explain what she saw and heard that night on
the
wharf?
"Sheridan?" Luis asked coming into the room and sitting the tray on
the
table beside her. "What is it? You're looking at me kind of funny.
You
don't regret last night do you? Please tell me you don't."
She shook her head no. "Of course, I don't regret last night. There
is no
way I could ever regret what happened between us."
"Then what is it?" He asked taking her hand and bringing it to his
lips.
"Why are you suddenly looking at me like I'm some puzzle you can't
figure
out?"
If he only knew how close to the truth he was. Maybe it was time he
did.
"Luis, I… I have to talk to you about something and I don't want you
to
interrupt me until I'm finished. Okay?"
"All right." He said lowering her hand and linking their fingers
together.
"I'm listening."
Sheridan took a deep breath unsure of where exactly to start. The
night
didn't make sense to her so how could she expect it to make sense to
him?
She couldn't but she had to tell him. It was time to tell him. He
needed to
know what happened just as badly as she did. "That night… that night
at the
wharf when you kissed me. Do you remember that night?"
She looked into his eyes and all she saw was the love he had professed
last
night. "Of course I remember. I remember that kiss like it was
yesterday.
Why?"
Her throat felt tight and the words seemed to stick at the base of it,
but
she was determined to get to the bottom of why he said what he said.
She had
to know. "I went home and got into a conversation with Julian. He
came to
warn me about you. That you would only hurt me and that you were…
that you
were using me like all the rest of the men in my life had. He said
that you
were only pretending to be interested in me because you were so
determined to
find out about your father's disappearance. I argued with him and told
him
he was wrong that you would never do such a thing. He told me to find
out
for myself. To go back to the wharf and talk to you."
Tears pooled in her eyes as memories hit her. "I didn't want to
believe
Julian. I wanted to prove him wrong, but...but when I got to the
wharf I was
the one that was proved wrong. I heard you Luis. I heard you on the
phone
talking about how I was just a means to an end. I heard you call me a
spoiled princess and that you were only using me to find out what
happened to
your father. How could you do that to me Luis? Do you know how that
made me
feel? I had believed in you. I believed you were different than all
the
others, but I was wrong. I was so wrong."
"No, you weren't." He said raising a hand to rest against her cheek.
"Sheridan, I never said those things about you. I never would. God,
that
was the night I realized I loved you. How could I have been using you?
This
is why you turned on me isn't it? This is why you slapped me? Why
you've
been fighting me for all these months?"
She nodded and watched as Luis stood and started pacing the room. "I
can't
believe they would do this. I can't believe they would stoop so low as
to use
your fears against you against us. Damn them! How could they be so
cold!
How could they do that to you... their flesh and blood."
What was he talking about? "Luis, what who. Who are you talking
about?
Who used my fears against me?"
"Your father and your brother. They did this Sheridan. They are
behind
this. I know they are."
"Luis, how can you say that! I saw you! I heard you! It was your face
and
your voice, yours! Not my brothers not my fathers, yours!"
"The hell it was!" Luis yelled walking toward her and taking her by
the
arms. "I left the wharf right after you did! I didn't go back there
until
hours later and when I did the only person I called was YOU! Hell,
didn't
you hear my message on your machine? I can show you my cell phone bill
if
you still don't believe me! I guarantee the only number that would
show up
for that time period is yours!"
Sheridan's head was spinning. He said it wasn't him but she saw and
heard
him with her own eyes. He said he could prove it to her but how? How
could
he prove he wasn't there when she knew damn good and well he was?
Unless she
had imagined it. No, there was no way she could have imagined that.
It had
been real. It had been as real as the pain it caused her. But
something
didn't make sense. How had Julian known Luis was using her when she
hadn't
even known it herself? And how had he known that if she went to the
wharf
that night she would find that very thing out? There was no possible
way he
could have known that unless, as Luis suggested, he had been behind
it.
Sheridan's hand flew to her mouth as the image of the Luis talking on
the
cell phone flashed in her mind. She recalled every detail of the man.
His
face, his voice, his body movements, they were all Luis' and yet if
Luis was
telling the truth it couldn't have been him. And if it wasn't Luis she
saw
that night then who the hell was it? And why did he have Luis' face?
Luis'
voice? Luis' mannerism? Good lord, the man had stolen Luis' identity!
The color drained from her face as she realized just how low her Julian
and
her father had sunk. Ethan had tried to tell her that they could be
behind
what she heard that night but she hadn't believed him. She had been so
positive it was Luis how could she have been so sure? Because, her
mind
answered, your brother knew the buttons to push… the buttons that
would kick
your fears into overdrive and make you doubt yourself and Luis. He had
known
what would happen because he had set it up to happen. She had been
played
for a fool that night, but it hadn't been by Luis. It had been by her
own
father and brother.
Sheridan raised her eyes to Luis' and let the tears fall. "I'm so
sorry. Oh
god, I'm so sorry."
He immediately wrapped her in his arms and comforted her while she
cried.
"Shh, it's okay Sheridan. I understand. We didn't' know each other
very well
back then. I understand how you could have thought what you thought.
I
never made a secret of my distrust of your family and of my suspicions
they
were involved in my father's disappearance. You fears were justified.
I
know that. I wish you could have believed in me but I guess I gave you
good
reason not to."
"No Luis." She said pulling back and looking into his sad brown eyes.
"That's just it. You never gave me a reason to doubt you. You never
treated
me like a means to an end. That's why that conversation broke my
heart.
Thinking you had used me was more than I could handle. That's why I
flew
back to Paris. I couldn't take seeing you every day knowing that you
didn't
love me like I loved you. Dear god, can you ever forgive me?"
"There's nothing to forgive, Sheridan. You didn't do anything wrong.
This
is your families fault, not yours. Yeah I wish you could have trusted
me
believed in me, but I know why you didn't. I understand why you
didn't. You
family made it impossible for you to believe in me. They wanted us
apart and
they went to the mat to make sure it happened."
"But they won't get away with it." Sheridan said wiping the tears from
her
eyes. "I won't let them get away with it. I won't let them keep us
apart,
Luis. I love you and I'm not about to let them destroy that love."
"I love you too, Sheridan. More than I ever thought possible. But if
your
family went to these links to keep us apart there has to be a reason
for it."
"There is. They're afraid of something and I say it's time we turn
their
fears against them."
"What?" He asked raising a brow in confusion. "What do you mean turn
their
fears against them?"
"Well I say if they are so afraid of us being together then lets really
give
them something to worry about. If you love me half as much as I love
you
then lets teach my family the meaning of the words. Let's teach them
that
nothing they do will keep us apart."
Luis grinned and leaned in to place a light kiss against her lips. "I
like
the way you think Ms. Crane."
"Good." She said wrapping her arms around him and pulling back onto the
bed
with her. "Then you're going to love what I do next."
Luis laughed as she flipped him over onto his back, but his laughter
soon
turned to moans of pleasure as she began to show him exactly how much
she
loved him. She knew her family would try something else to keep them
apart
but this time they would be ready for them. This time she and Luis
would
face them together and she knew that together they would win. Because
as
she'd once heard Theresa say true love always wins in the end.
THE END