Mary Beth Godwin was a simple, God-fearing woman. A devout christian woman in her early sixties, she never missed church. She was getting ready for Sunday morning services when her phone rang.

"Hello."

"Aunt Beth! How are you?"

She rolled her eyes. "I'm fine, Sean. I'm getting ready for church."

"Well, I won't keep you. I just wanted to let you know I will be in town for a couple weeks."

"Wrestling, I suppose?"

"Yes. It is my job, Aunt Beth. I was wondering if you needed some help around the house?"

"You need a place to stay, you mean."

"Well..."

She sighed. "You can stay here. So help me, Sean O'Haire, you will behave in my house. Do you understand?"

"Yes, ma'am. I'll be there tonight. Have fun at church," he said before hanging up.

"Sean? Sean!" She placed the phone back on the hook. "That boy has the manners of a goat."

Sean O'Haire was seen as the black sheep of the family. From a family of devout christians, he decided to be an atheist. His employers were frowned upon by both family and church. Being the wild child that he was, he loved it.

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Once she arrived at the church, Mary Beth, or Beth as she was known by most, saw her friend praying with the pastor as tears streaked down her face. She took a seat on one of the pews, and reflected on their friendship. Jade Williams was relatively new to the church. She had been baptized the year before, only a few months after losing her husband in an on-the-job accident. She had become friends with Beth, and often sought her councelling when she felt low.

Beth snapped back to the present when she saw Jade walking towards her. "Hey, woman. What's wrong?"

"My house," she sobbed. "It burned down two nights ago."

"Oh, no! All the way?"

"Yes. I managed to salvage a few clothes and pictures, but that's it."

"Where have you been staying?"

"A hotel not far from here."

"Can you afford that?"

"Not for very long. I've been trying to find an apartment, but I won't have the money for deposit and first month rent until I get paid again."

"I have a spare room. It may be cramped for a couple weeks, but you can stay with me until you find a place."

"I couldn't..."

"I insist. My nephew will be in town for a couple weeks. Maybe a christian woman around his age will have a positive effect on him."

Jade smiled. "You're not trying to fix me up with him, are you?"

"Heavens no! You need a good christian man. Sean is... Well, let's just say he has a lot of sins to repent for. And, as it stands, he considers himself an atheist. I swear he needed the strap across his backside more often than he got it."

Jade laughed until she saw the pastor step up to his podium.

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Once services were over, Jade went back to the hotel to gather the remnants of her shattered life, while Beth went home to prepare the guest rooms. A couple hours later, the doorbell rang. "Just a moment." She walked down the stairs, and to the door. As she opened it, she looked up and saw her nephew. "Sean, I thought you were going to be here tonight?"

"I caught an earlier flight. There isn't a problem, is there?"

"No. Come on in." She held the door open as he walked in, then closed it behind him. "I fixed the room upstairs for you."

He smiled. "You put me next to you to keep tabs on me."

"No. Because a friend of mine will be staying here. She works odd hours. So as not to disturb our sleep, I put her down here."

"Oh, no... Another old lady to try to convert me..."

She whacked him in the back of the head. "She's not old, and you WILL mind your manners. Call me old again, and I'll toss you out on your rear."

He laughed. "Yes, ma'am."

"Take your things up stairs, then get cleaned up." She grabbed the whiskers on his chin. "And will you shave this off?"

"No, ma'am. And, before you say it, I'm not getting a haircut, either."

She walked away shaking her head. "I hope whoever marries you knocks some sense into that head of your's."

He winced at the mention of the "M" word. He was rather happy being single.

Sean took his bags up to his room, then slipped out of his jacket. "I might as well let her yell at me, and get it over with," he thought as he looked at his tattoos. "Beats the hell out of wearing my jacket the whole time I'm here." As he went back down the stairs, he heard a knock on the door. As he opened it, he looked down at the blonde.

She looked him over. Her brows drew together. "Who are you, and where is Beth?" She looked beyond him. "Beth!? Are you okay?"

"I haven't hurt her yet. She may hit me back," he said, deadpan. "I'm her nephew, Sean. Who the hell are you?"

She raised her brow at him. "I'm a friend of your aunt's, Jade Williams."

The corner of his lips turned up in a smile. "So, you're the one that got my room."

"Let the poor woman in," Beth scolded behind him. As he turned toward her, she gasped. "Sean O'Haire! What did you do to your wrists!?"

He sighed, then looked down at Jade. "I hope you have ear plugs, because this will go on until I leave."

She giggled. Beth looked at him incredulously. "Has your mother seen those!?"

"Yes, Aunt Beth. She has, and as usual, I am a great disappointment to her. But Dad likes them." He turned back to Jade. "Here... Let me help you with those," he said as he reached for her bags.

Beth rubbed her temples as he walked passed to take the bags to her room. As Jade stepped inside she laughed. "I see everyone in your family is stubborn."

"He is the reason why my sister and I will be called home before our time."

"He can't be that bad."

"He is. Trust me."

As Beth was working on dinner, Jade joined her. She glanced out the window, and saw Sean practicing his karate. "Need some help?"

"I'm almost done. Could you tell Sean to come in and get cleaned up?"

"Sure." She went out the back door, and stopped to watch him. After a few moments, he stopped to catch his breath. "Very impressive."

He turned to look at her, then smiled. "Thank you." He lifted the bottom of his shirt to wipe his brow.

She looked down as he bared his hard stomach. She bit her bottom lip, then said, "Beth wants you to get cleaned up for dinner."

"Okay." He slipped passed her to go inside.

She went into the kitchen to set the table. As she turned to help Beth move the food to the table, she caught Sean coming down stairs in nothing but his jeans. Water dripped from his hair, and made a winding trail down his torso. "Oh, my..."

"Aunt Beth, where do you keep the extra towels?" he asked.

Beth turned to look, and saw Jade staring at Sean. "Good heavens, Sean! In the hall closet. Go put a shirt on!"

Jade caught his smile as he turned and went back up the stairs. "You know he's doing this on purpose, don't you?"

She shook her head. "I know. He enjoys making my blood boil."

"That makes two of us," she whispered.

"Jade!"

"Well, he is handsome."

"He is my troublesome nephew..."

"True, but the Lord saught out the sinners to make them righteous." She grinned. "And that is one sinner I wouldn't mind helping make a righteous man out of."

Beth grumbled. "As long as the desires of the flesh don't come into play..."

"As long as I am under your roof, I will abide by your rules."

"Oh, no... Not more rules," Sean said from behind them.

"Only one more; keep your clothes on around us! Do you think this young woman wants to see you half-naked?"

"Jade would be the first young woman that didn't want to, Aunt Beth." He smiled down at her. "That is, if she really doesn't want to."

She carried one of the pans to the table. "I couldn't care less either way. You can't shake my morals, buddy."

"I think I already did," he laughed. Beth hit him in the arm. "Ow!"

"I told you to mind your manners."

"Yes, ma'am."

They carried the rest of the food to the table while Beth filled their glasses with tea. As they ate Beth asked, "what time do you have to be at work, Jade?"

"At midnight. I get off at eight."

"What do you do?" Sean asked.

"I'm a waitress. I work at the all night diner near town."

"A thankless job," he said.

"Not with the tips I make. Besides I have to pay the bills. What do you do?"

"I'm a wrestler."

"One of those guys from tv?"

"Yep. You watch?"

"I used to." She looked down at her plate. "Steve was a big fan."

"Who's Steve?" he asked.

"Her husband. He passed away over a year ago," Beth answered.

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay."

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It was eleven thirty when Jade came out of the room, ready for work. Sean was still awake, and was sitting in the living room. "Do you need a ride?" he asked.

"No, thanks. I have my car."

"Are you sure? There's no telling what kind of crazies are out at this time of night."

She smiled. "I think your aunt needs you more than I do."

"Alright. You can't say I didn't offer."

"I won't. Goodnight, Sean."

"Goodnight."

Two hours into her shift, she saw a familiar face sit down at the counter. She laughed to herself as she walked over. "Should I ask why you are here?"

"I'm here to shake your morals," he teased. "And get a cup of coffee."

"Good luck on the morals, but I can get you the coffee." She poured him a cup, then set it in front of him. "Couldn't sleep?"

"I'm a bit of a night owl. I got bored, so I decided to come see you."

"Why? I'm not exactly your type."

"I didn't say you were. I'm trying to understand why a beautiful young woman like yourself would be friends with my aunt."

"Because she is a wonderful woman when you aren't trying to upset her. And, thank you."

"I haven't heard you say anything about the way I look or act."

"I'm not family, and it doesn't bother me."

"Jade! Can I get a refill?" one of the drunks in the corner asked.

"Just a sec, Harvey." She looked at Sean. "Be right back."

He watched as she walked away. "I wouldn't mind having a piece of that," he thought to himself.

When she came back she said, "as for your tattoos, I can't say anything. I have a couple."

He smiled. "Oh, yeah? What and where?"

"I have Steve's name on my right shoulder, and a dragon watching my back."

"Hey, Jade! Why don't you spend that much time with me?" Harvey yelled out.

She sighed, and looked Sean in the eyes. "He gives me hell every night." She stood and looked over at the drunk. "Because he is easier on the eyes."

"Are you saying I'm ugly?"

Sean laughed. "Quit teasing the poor man, baby." He laid his hand over her's. "Why don't you just tell him about us?"

She caught on to his plan to get the man to leave her alone. "Alright." She looked back at the drunk. "I'm dating this one, Harvey."

"Bullshit!" he snorted.

"Watch your language in here."

"If you're seeing him, give him a big wet one. Then I'll leave you alone."

She looked down at Sean, a smile spread on his lips. "Afraid to kiss me in public?" he asked.

She looked over her shoulder, and noticed they even had Big Joe, the cook's, attention. She leaned over the counter, her head to one side, and whispered, "don't get any ideas."

"I had plenty already."

She closed the space between them, and gave him a small kiss. She looked over at Harvey. "Happy?"

"I kiss my sister like that," he laughed.

Sean whispered, "kiss me like you wanted to last night when you saw me without my shirt on."

She slid her fingers in his hair as she leaned back toward him. "I hate you," she whispered. She kissed him hard. When his tongue touched her lips, she opened for him. As they ended the kiss, their lust-darkened eyes met.

"Your mind may hate me, but your body loves me," he whispered.

Once Sean left the diner, Jade's night was pretty quiet, until breakfast rush started. She was exhausted by the time eight o'clock came. She drove back to Beth's house, knowing Beth left for the school at five. She dropped her purse as she entered her room, and fell on the bed. She barely got her shoes kicked off before she fell asleep.

A few hours later, Sean came down stairs, and saw her door open. He looked inside, and saw her laying on her stomach, hugging the pillow. With a wicked grin on his face, he went in and popped her on the rear.

"Go away," she mumbled, then fell back asleep.

His brows drew together. "Damn it... You can't ignore me." He popped her again, putting more force into it.

She came up so fast it nearly scared him. She stood on the bed to look him in the eyes. "What the hell is your problem!?"

"Such strong language..." He pulled her to him. "I think I like it..." His lips crashed into her's, but she struggled to break free.

Once he ended the kiss, she slapped him. "I was awake for over twenty four hours, and I've only been asleep for..." she looked at the clock. "...three. If you're bored, find something else to do than bug me!" She was so angry she was breathing hard as she glared at him, making her breasts press against his chest.

He smiled at her, as he pushed the hair out of her face. "Are you sure I can't feed the hunger that was in that kiss this morning?"

She raised her brow at him. "I don't think so." She punched him square in the jaw. "Now, LET ME GET SOME SLEEP!"

He picked her up, then roughly laid her back down. "Fine! I thought since you probably haven't gotten laid since your husband died, you might enjoy the touch of a man. Guess I was wrong." He stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him. He stood there a moment, trying to cool his temper. Then, he heard her sobbing from the other side of the door. He muttered a curse, before knocking on the door.

"Just go away," she sobbed.

"Jade, I... I'm sorry." He sighed as he heard her continue to cry. "You're the only person in this house half-ass on my side... I shouldn't have even come in there, let alone gotten rough with you."

His apology was greeted by silence. He sighed as he walked away. What he didn't know was she had cried herself back to sleep.

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Three more hours had passed before she was awakened by a loud CLAP! She sat up fast, looking around for the source of the noise. After a few moments, she heard it again. She got out of bed, and searched the house. "Sean? Beth?" She went to the kitchen, and looked out the window. A few yards back from the house, Sean was chopping wood.

"That man is going to send me home before my time," she said to herself. She shook her head as she went back to the room. She gathered a change of clothes, toothbrush and hair brush, then went to take a shower.

Once done, she went to the kitchen, and rummaged through the cabinets. "What are you looking for?" Sean asked as he came in.

"Something I can cook for dinner." She closed the last cabinet then turned to look at him. He was shirtless again, and covered in sweat. "It looks like I'll have to go to the store. Do you need anything?"

"A beer would be nice."

"Beth would kill me if I let you drink in this house." She drummed her fingers on the counter as she thought. "Grab a shirt. You're coming with me."

"What?" he asked shocked.

"Come on, or you go without the beer."

He ran to his room, grabbed a shirt, and slid it on as he came back down. "Ready."

"Okay. Fair warning; behave, and I won't have to hit you again. The guy you met last night will probably be where we're going."

She led him out to her car. "You're taking me to a bar?"

"Would you rather get yelled at for drinking at your aunt's?"

"Won't you get in trouble with the church?" he teased.

"Jesus drank wine... Why can't I have a beer?" As she started the car, AC/DC's "Hell's Bells" came through the speakers.

"You're kinda in the middle on this church thing, aren't you?"

"Let's just say there are some things I don't agree with." As they took off, she said, "let's get a couple things straight. One: I'm sorry for hitting you this morning. I can be a real bi... pain when I haven't had enough sleep."

"Understood. And, I did apologize for being an ass."

"Two: don't grab me, spank me, hug me, anything like that. I'm not your girlfriend."

"Okay."

"And three..." She looked over at him and smiled. "Damn, you have a nice body."

He chuckled. "Did I just hear you right? Not only did you cuss, but you admitted lust."
"I did, but that doesn't mean I want you. You're cocky, arrogant, big-headed..."

"You forgot charming."

"...and you enjoy pissing your aunt off. She swears you'll be the death of her. Give her a break."

He chuckled. "Alright. I'll take it easy on her."

The ride to the bar was silent. As they walked through the door, she looked at the bartender. "Hey, Tony, a couple Buds, please."

They took a seat at a booth. He laughed. "I could only imagine you drunk."

"And you'll have to wait to see it. We're only having one. Then, you're going to help me cook dinner."

"I am?"

"Yep. To make up for your behavior towards your aunt."

Tony brought the beers, then set them in front of them. "Damn, Jade... Haven't seen you here since Steve died."

"I know. It's been awhile."

"So you hooked up with this one?"

Sean gave her a puzzled look. She smiled. "We're just friends."

"Yeah, and I'm the king of England."

"Thank you, your highness."

As Tony walked away, Sean continued to look at her. "He must have been a friend of your husband's."

"Steve sat on one of those barstools every night until we got together. He started going to church with me, and going to the bar less."

"How long were you married?"

"A little over six months. We were together two years." She sighed. "If you don't mind, I don't want to talk about him."

"That's fine." He took a drink of his beer. "I'll tell you what... If you play a game with me, I'll help you with dinner."

"Okay. What game?"

"One I came up with. Maybe you can help me find a name. It's like truth or dare without the dare."

"Pfft... Hell?"

He laughed. "I'll start." He thought for a moment. "I once lost a karate tournament because I was in the shower with a woman."

She bit her lip as she thought. "I threw a pair of my panties at James Hetfield."

"A lot of women have."

"I took them off in front of the stage. Your turn."

He laughed. "I used to have women waiting backstage to bathe me when I was done with a match."

"I had sex on that pool table during business hours, and not with my husband."

He leaned over the table, and whispered, "I dreamed of licking you from head to toe."

"I dreamed of letting you. That doesn't mean I'll let it happen." She sat back and took a long drink from her bottle.

"Will you atleast dance with me?"

"You dance to country music?"

"I can. I don't usually, but..."

She sighed. "I suppose."

She let him lead her out to the large patch of linoleum that served as a dance floor. They started with plenty of space between them, but after a couple minutes she was pressed against him. With her eyes closed, and her head on his chest, she released a sigh. "It's your turn," he quietly reminded.

She smiled. "You were right this morning."

"About what?"

"I do miss the touch of a man from time to time."

He wrapped his arms around her shoulders, then kissed her forehead. "Let's finish those beers, then get to dinner, before I try to shake more than your morals."

Once done with the beers, they went to the grocery store, then back to the house. As Jade started on the home made sauce, Sean asked, "what do I do?"

"You have sallad duty. Chop and toss."

"You wicked, evil..." he teased.

She smiled. "Sweet talk only gets you..."

He frowned. "What's wrong?"

She lazily stirred the seasonings into the tomato sauce. "Steve would call me his wicked evil temptress. I would tell him "sweet talk only gets you to the bed, but my arms would keep you there". I guess he did it so much it became automatic."

"I didn't mean to..."

She smiled. "It's okay, Sean. You didn't know." They went back to work on dinner. After a while, Jade said, "hey, guinea pig. Try the sauce."

He turned around, and leaned down to take some from the wooden spoon. He let out a groan as he swallowed it. "Tastes great to me. Did you try it?"

"No. I wanted to make sure you'd live through it first," she joked.

"You should," he said as he leaned closer to kiss her. That's when they heard the front door close.

"What smells so good?" Beth asked.

"We've got dinner under control," Jade yelled back. She looked Sean in the eyes, and said in a harsh whisper, "stop doing that."

He smiled. "The way I see it, if I can't get on Aunt Beth's nerves, I'm going to get on your's."

He slid a cherry tomato across her lips, before letting her take it. She pulled it from his fingers fast, making him pull his hand away. "I'm the wrong person to mess with."

"That sounds like a challenge."

"You actually got him to help?" Beth laughed. "Now I'm amazed. When was the last time you cooked, Sean?"

He grinned. "When I was five. Shan and I helped you and Mom make cookies."

"Shan?" Jade echoed.

"My little brother."

"Looks just like him, acts just the opposite," Beth said.

"Well, we are making lasagna, garlic bread and sallad."

"And we need to get a move on. I have the first of four shows tonight," Sean said.

"Go relax while we get things done in here," Jade told Beth.

"Alright."

Once she was gone, Jade said, "why didn't you say anything earlier?"

"About the show?" She nodded. "I didn't think it was important."

"I wouldn't mind seeing you perform."

He grinned. "Tell you what... There's another show Thursday night. I'll see if I can get you a ticket."

"Alright."

As Sean was getting back in from the show, Jade was getting ready for work. "No injuries?"

"None for me. Not sure about my opponent." His face brightened. "I have a lunch date tomorrow."

"Oh? For food or sex?"

He gave her a sly grin. "Jealous?"

"Why would I be jealous? You're not my man."

"Thought I'd ask. Need a ride to work?"

"No, thank you. See you tomorrow."

She stormed out of the house, and to her car. The drive to the diner was a blur. Once there, she was in a terrible mood, and the patrons saw it. Once she was behind the counter Big Joe asked, "what's wrong? You and your boyfriend break up?"

"You could say that." She set about her work, as usual.

After a few hours Harvey came in. "Hey, sweetheart. How about some coffee and a piece of that apple pie?" he asked.

"Be there in a minute." As she got his order, she felt a headache starting in her temples.

When she set it in front of him, Harvey asked, "where's that smile I come in here to see?"

"It's not going to be here tonight. I'm not myself."

"Aww... Did you get into a fight with the pretty boy?"

"Fuck off, Harvey."

"Ouch. And you tell me to watch my language?"

She turned to walk away, and he slapped her on the ass. She turned with her right hand in a ball, and socked him in the jaw. "When are you men going to realize I'm not a piece of meat!?"

Harvey went to stand, but she whacked him on the head with the tray.

"Hey! You can't treat the customers like that, no matter how annoying," Big Joe yelled.

"Fine!" She took off her apron, and threw it on the counter. "I quit!" She went back to Beth's house, and just sat in the car staring out the windshield at the stars. Before long, she dozed off.

She awoke to the sound of knocking on her window. When her vision returned, she saw Beth. She rolled down the window and said, "good morning."

"What are you doing out here?"

"I quit the diner. Harvey got on my nerves on the wrong night."

"Oh, no... What did you do?"

"Cursed him, punched him, then hit him over the head with the tray."

"You are supposed to fight those urges."

"I know." She sighed. "I'm supposed to help convert your nephew, but he seems to be reverting me."

"Did he do something to you?"

"Other than annoy me, no."

"Try to stay away from him today. Hey, you can work on the shed today. He'd never go in there. He's allergic to yard work."

Jade laughed. "I will. It might help calm me down."

"Go inside and get you some rest. I'll bring home a paper so you can look for another job."

"Thanks, Beth."

"It's alright. I thought it would happen one of these days. See you tonight."

She went in the house, put on her nightgown and went to sleep. When she got up, Sean had already left for his date. She put on some old clothes, made herself some coffee, then went out to the shed. As she opened the doors, she curled her lip at the mess inside. She started by taking everything out, and sweeping the floor and counters. She had gotten everything back in, and was straightening the counters when she heard him inside the house, cursing like a sailor at the top of his lungs.

She smiled to herself, taking satisfaction in the fact that he was upset. That is, until she heard the back door slam.

He stood in the doorway to the shed as he said, "you!"

"What's the matter? She didn't want you after all?"

He marched inside, then behind her as she continued to work. "Oh, no. She wanted me. I couldn't perform for her."

"You can't get a hard-on, so you're upset with me?"

He gave her a smile that didn't reach his eyes. "You see, all I could think of during foreplay was you, and the look on your face when I told you I had a date. You were hurt, and damn it! Whether you admit it or not, you were jealous."

She slowed in her work. With false bravado she looked over her shoulder and said, "my feelings are my business."

He turned her around, lifted her off the ground, and set her on the counter. "I'm making it mine." He kissed her hot and hard, and held her body pressed to his. As she responded to him, he slid his hands under her thighs, and wrapped her legs around his waist, forcing her to feel his length growing within his jeans. He made a trail with his lips to her ear, then down her neck.

She panted as a familiar warmth grew within her. "Sean... Please stop," she moaned.

"Make me." He slid his hands under her shirt.

"I can't. My body wants you to keep going."

"Then let me." He dipped his head, and took her nipple between his lips.

She closed her eyes, and released a shuttering breath as she ran her fingers through his hair. "Sean..."

He placed his finger over her lips. He raised up to look her in the eyes. "No more arguing."

She took his finger between her lips, and gently nibbled on it. When she released it from her lips she said, "I wasn't going to. I found some moving blankets in here. Four of them in the locker behind you."

"You want to out here?"

She swallowed hard, then nodded. "I made a promise to Beth. No sins of the flesh in the house."

He gave her a short nod, before turning for the blankets. He took three out, spread one on the floor, set up another as a pillow, then laid the other blanket on top.

As he was working on the pallet, she took her shirt and bra off. She slid off the counter, and wrapped her arms around his neck. "You had better not be playing with me, Sean." She slid her hands down the collar of his shirt, and undid the buttons one by one. "You haven't seen me mad yet."

He smiled. "I believe I have. You have quite a right-hook." He leaned down, and softly kissed her. "And, I'm not," he whispered. He kissed her again, taking her down to the floor as he did.

She pushed the shirt off of his shoulders, as he sat on his heels over her. She looked him in the eyes as she worked on the button on his jeans. "I'm not turning back."

He gave her a sly grin. "What have I unleashed in you?"

"What I once was." She kissed his chest as she slid her hand inside his pants, and wrapped her fingers around his shaft.

He let out a gutteral moan, as she slowly stroked him. "Oh, hell..."

She gave him a slight curve of her lips. "You seem to be working fine now."

As he started working on her jeans, she laid back to lift her hips so he could take them off. Once tossed aside, he took off his own jeans. He laid over her, but held himself up at arm's length. He looked her over, his hand following his eyes. "I'm not even inside you yet, and I already feel like you're a part of me." He wrapped his hand around the side of her neck, and caressed her jawline with his thumb. "You're so far under my skin..." He leaned down, and softly kissed her as he introduced the head to her opening.

As the kiss ended she sighed, "yeah. I know the feeling." She wrapped her arms around his ribs, and kissed him. She let out a slight wimper as he made his entrance. Once fully sheathed, he paused to let her adjust to his size before thrusting in and out of her. "Oh shit," she sighed as the warmth that started at her center consumed her body, making her feel as if she were on fire. As she moved her hand down his spine, light spilled over her face. "Sean, we left the doors open."

He laughed. "Oops. I hope the neighbors aren't watching."

She pulled the blanket out from under her head, and did her best to cover them without forcing him to dismount. Once covered, he thrust hard into her once. Her breath caught in her throat from the sensations it sent through her. She released it on a moan. "Why did you stop?"

"I'm not going to get rough with you this time."

"What if this is your only chance?"

"Then so be it." He leaned down to her ear, as he slowly thrust in and out of her again. "I'm set on making love to you this time, not just having sex," he moaned.

She felt the sting of tears, and closed her eyes against them. "Oh, Sean..." She wrapped her legs around his waist, and her arms tightly around him.

He slid his arms under her, and held her tightly. He lightly pressed his lips to her temple. "It's okay, Jade. I know I've been an asshole to you. Let me be the good guy this time." He kissed her as he drove them both to a maddening climax.

When he stopped, she looked up into his eyes. "How many times have you used the "make love to you" line?"

He smiled. "It may surprise you to know very few." He softly kissed her. "Three times, counting you." He glanced down, and noticed the time on his watch. "Oh, shit!"

"What?"

"I didn't realize what time it was. Aunt Beth should be leaving the school right now."

Jade groaned as he pulled out of her. "Damn, I need my own place."

He smiled as he sat on his heels and handed her her bra and shirt. "Cussing again..." As she sat up, he leaned forward. "Keep it up, and I'll be forced to spank you," he groaned.

She gave him a wicked smile. "Fuck..." Then she kissed him. "Shit..." And she kissed him again. "I dare you to spank my ass."

He chuckled. "You said I unleashed what you once were... You were a freak, weren't you?"

"Exactly."