Steele 05 - Irresistible Forces

and she wondered if it would have been normal for any woman. She suddenly had a fleeting thought that continuing beyond this week wouldn’t be bad if she got to experience something like this. Her job could be stressful and making love to Dominic could certainly take the edge off things.
    She finally felt her body floating back to Earth when Dominic lifted his mouth from her. He raised his head to stare down at her while licking his lips in the process, and the gesture was so erotic she reached out and pulled his mouth to hers. She tasted herself on his lips, his tongue, leaving her with no doubt of how intense his intimate kiss had been.
    And then she felt her body being lifted into his strong arms and knew they would finish what they had started in the bedroom.
    * * *
    Dominic stood at the window and looked out at the ocean. It was dark outside yet he could see the waves hitting the shore. He turned slightly to glance at the clock on the nightstand. It was almost two in the morning. Taylor was still sleeping. He, however, had gotten out of bed after finding it impossible to sleep. So here he was, standing at the window gazing out into the night. It was either that or wake up Taylor to make love again.
    Sheesh. He had made love to her more times in one night than he had to any woman in such a short span of time. He tried convincing himself not to be bothered by that statistic since to make love was the reason they were here, and the more times they did it the better the chances of her getting pregnant. He could accept that. But what he didn’t want to accept was just how much he was enjoying it. Not that he thought he wouldn’t. He just hadn’t figured on doing so to this extreme—especially not to the point where his erection hadn’t gone down any over the past twelve hours or so. That was simply remarkable.
    He shook his head thinking that no, that was Taylor.
    The woman had the ability to excite him by doing the smallest things. Hell, just looking at any part of her body made him want her, and to think they had six more days to go. If they kept going at it the rate they were doing now, by the end of the seventh day the hotel staff would have to come in with a crowbar to pry their bodies apart.
    He rubbed his hand down his face thinking that come morning they needed to get out of the hotel room for a while and take a tour of the island or something. Anything that would get them out of their suite. Taylor was becoming one hell of a temptation.
    None of the brochures had mentioned any outside activities since the sole purpose of the procreation vacation was focused on a single activity that was mainly done indoors. But still, if necessary, he was ready to take drastic measures since what he’d told Taylor earlier was true. He was becoming addicted to her and that thought didn’t sit well with him. In fact, it was beginning to annoy the hell out of him. It wasn’t his intent to become obsessed with any woman to the point that he couldn’t walk away when he was good and ready, and without any lingering thoughts. Taylor was making it hard as hell to consider doing so.
    Deciding he needed a definite plan before she woke up, he moved away from the window and grabbed his shirt and pants off a nearby chair. Within minutes he was heading out the door to talk to the person at the front desk.
    The moment he stepped into the elevator he wished he hadn’t. There was no doubt in his mind what he’d come within mere seconds of catching the couple doing. The woman was quickly getting off her knees and the man was turning his back to him to rezip his pants. Dominic wasn’t sure who was the more embarrassed, so he stared at the elevator door as though he was oblivious to everything and was glad when the elevator came to the lobby. Since the couple made no move to get off, he could only assume they intended to continue what they were doing before his interruption and this time he hoped they had the good sense to stop the elevators between floors.
    Glad at the moment that he no longer had a boner, he walked briskly over to the check-in desk. An older man looked up, seemingly surprised to see him or anyone up and about at that time of morning. “Yes, sir, may I help you?”
    “I hope you can. Is there anything else around here to do?”
    The man, who appeared to be in his late fifties, gave him a strange look as if to say, the main thing around here takes place in the bedroom and you obviously aren’t there. However, he