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Max had become tired and cranky, and as everybody had drifted away, with wishes of happy birthday, Kelly had gently lifted Max into her arms

“
Someone’s had a big day” she had cooed softly to him

“Bath and bed for you young man”

To her surprise Marc had accompanied her up the stairs and ran Max’s bath while she undressed the small boy who was by now scratching his eyes with exhaustion.  He was given a quick bath before being dressed and then put into his cot, with Marc staying and helping the whole time, and as his son had lain down, he had smiled seeing how he had turned his head and instantly fallen asleep, with a small chuckle he had laughed gently

“Now that’s tired”

Kelly had nodded in agreement a loving smile on her lips

“Yep, we finally tired him out
” She had stifled a small yawn herself, before adding

“I hope you don’t mind Marc, but I think I’ll go for a bath and then an early night,
I’m really tired too”

Marc
had nodded “sounds like a plan”

“I
've got some work to do anyway so I had better get on with it”

Kelly
had looked warmly up at him

“Thanks Marc we both had a great time”

Moving forward with a smile Marc had leant in, giving her a small kiss on the cheek

“I had a great time too” he replied before leaving by the main door into the corridor.

Kelly had stood there for a second.  The touch of his lips had been unexpected, but not as unexpected as the way her whole body had tingled at it, in an excitement she had never experienced, not even with Danny she had admitted.  Shaking herself, she had forced herself to remember that Marc was out of bounds.  He was Max’s father and was someone who had a new woman for every event.  Did she really want to get into that?  With a small laugh she had then countered that she probably wasn’t even his type anyway, that the kiss was more sisterly admonishing herself for her feelings.

However, as she lay soaking in the lar
ge luxurious bath which she filled with bubble bath, she couldn’t get his face or that sensual smile out of her mind.  When she had finally slipped into bed she had fallen asleep with memories of that day floating in her mind and she had smiled.

Kelly
wasn’t sure how long she slept, but the sound of Max’s cries coming from the baby monitor woke her with a start, causing her to jump out of bed and gently to open the door between their rooms to see to him.

The small whimpering sounds from the baby monitor
also made their way to Marc on his monitor.  He had looked up placing the document he had been trying to read to the side and rising to see to his son.  However, the sound of the connecting door opening and her soft and reassuring clucks had stopped him in his tracks.

He
had listened as she lifted the now gently crying boy and felt such a strange sensation grip him as she had gently rocked Max in her arms.  In his minds eye he could see her holding the small boy against her cheek while she kissed and talked gently to him and the thought of her soft luscious lips made him yearn for her.  As she began to sing softly a gentle lullaby her voice had washed tantalisingly over him making his want of her burn even more furiously within his blood.  He could feel how she affected him and cursed himself for it.  From the first time he had set eyes on her, she had stirred him.  He had wanted her even then and this was no different, yet there was something new here, something he had never before experienced.  He had frowned.  It must be her link with Max he had finally decided.   Suddenly discovering he had a son had been a huge change to his normal controlled lifestyle and the love he had felt for his son had been instant and overpowering.  Yes, he had nodded to himself, he was starting to confuse his feelings for his son with those of the woman who had raised him, suddenly feeling an overwhelming desire to see Max as quietly he had left his room and in the darkness moved down the corridor towards the small child’s bedroom.

Kelly had managed to put Max back into his cot and taking a loving look at the boy to ensure that he was sleeping soundly, had felt
thirsty, feeling the need for a glass of water.  Slowly tip-toeing out of the sleeping child’s room and turning to make her way to the staircase, she had gasped seeing a figure loom up before her in the darkness.  Jumping at the sudden fright, Kelly’s hands had flow together to her heart, and she only just managed to prevent the scream from leaving her lips.

“
It’s only me” the soft sensual voice drawled at her and her heart had begun to beat even harder.

“I didn’t mean to frighten you” he said “I heard Max”

Kelly had remained rooted to the spot, her usual closed look not yet appearing as she had genuinely looked shocked.  The sound of his soft laugh had done little to help.

“I really am sorry” he stated “Let me kiss it better” he laughed
, before gently moving forward and planting a quick kiss on her lips

The sensation that travelled between them with this small touch was like electricity.    Surprised he
had looked down into her eyes and the look within them had made his breath catch in his throat.  Her soft eyes had looked back at him with a smouldering look which she had not been able to conceal.  As they looked at each other for what seemed an eternity the hunger in his body had grown until with a mumbled curse he reached forward and pulled her into his arms taking her mouth with his. 

He
had felt as her body had shuddered and the hands grasped between them flatten to touch his chest.  As he kissed her, she had kissed him back, the passion flaring within her with the feel of him this close, her hands splayed on his hard chest setting her whole being on fire.  Kelly felt weak and leaned in even harder so that her whole body was melded against his, as his groan had spurred her on, her hands moved upwards to his neck and then her fingers were raking through his hair, pulling his mouth deeper onto hers.  She had marvelled at the feel of him against her and had moaned with pleasure as she felt his hand move upwards towards her breasts, cupping one and rolling his finger over her hard nipple.  Nothing else seemed to matter other than the need for him to touch her and to continue on this wonderful journey they both seemed to be caught up in. 

She
had felt practiced hands unbutton the silk pyjama top to reveal her perfect milky skin, and taking his mouth from hers he had surveyed her swollen and hard breasts with dark passion filled eyes before kissing along her cheek and down her neck.  Everywhere his lips touched burnt with the most wondrous sensation and she had clung onto him with the need not to let go.  His head was bent as he had held up one perfect breast, shivering as she had heard him take a deep breath of admiration and whisper husky words she couldn’t understand.  She was beside herself with a passion she had never before felt, drowning in such turbulent emotions of desire that she was totally unable to control. 

All she knew was that she wanted this man to completely take her and make her his
, and arching her back against him she had pushed herself closer to him, feeling the hardness of his arousal against her leg, and with a low husky intake of breath he took her nipple into his mouth.  Kelly had felt that she could have screamed as the touch of him caused her body to explode into small shudders of delight.

Just as it seemed she would completely drown in her desire she
had felt him pull away slightly from her, whimpering not wanting him to stop, while a ringing sound had pushed its way through to her befuddled brain.  Suddenly the whole situation had come crashing down upon her.  Now she could hear the ringing telephone coming from his room and with a shocked cry she had pulled herself free.  With a small sound of horror she had ran to her bedroom door before yanking it open and fleeing into the safety of her room.

Marc
had stood shakily watching her go.  His hooded eyes reflecting the desire that consumed his whole body and it took him a while to fully recover.  He had cursed under his breath wishing her soft body back in his arms before pulling himself together and turning on his heels.  With barely concealed anger he had marched back into his room closing the door with a resounding thump.  God help the person on the other end of that phone he had thought.

In her room Kelly
had paced back and forth wringing her hands.  What had happened she kept asking herself, completely shocked by her actions.  God what he must think of me she had groaned in pain, before looking down she had gasped in horror as her top lay open revealing her breasts still in a state of excitement.  Pushing buttons into holes she had cursed herself again. 

She wasn’t some stupid love sick teenager
, so why had she behaved that way.  Kelly had always kept men at arms length, however, what really scared her was the way her defences had not even kicked in but collapsed in ruins at his touch, seeing her practically seducing him in the hallway.  Sinking down onto her bed she had put her head into her hands moaning.  How was she ever going to face him again? 

That night s
he had found it hard to get back to sleep; the memories of Marc’s lovemaking coming back to both haunt and excite her in equal measures.

The next morning, carryi
ng a happy playful Max, she had entered the kitchen to be met by a smiling Beth

“Good sleep Kelly” she asked tickling Max as she walked by. 
However, taking a closer look she had stopped on seeing how white and pale she looked

“You OK hon” she asked a worried note in her voice

Kelly gave a small smile to the worried woman

“I’m fine Beth” she
had answered with a smile

“Didn’t sleep to well – all the excite
ment and birthday cake” she had joked

“It was a lovely cake – thanks so much”

The older women had flashed her a warm smile, “glad you both had a good time”

“
Where’s Mark” Kelly had asked as nonchalantly as she could

Beth who was by now preparing some toast and breakfast for Max had answered

“He’s got some big meeting on; left early said he didn’t know when he would be back”

Kelly
had silently nodded, thankful for the reprieve of not having to face him so soon after last night.

The rest of the day
had passed pleasantly.  Kelly and Max had taken a drive in the new car to one of the many beaches which littered the island, selecting one which was recommended by Beth.  They spent a wonderful morning playing in the sand and surf, and by mid day they were both ready to return for lunch.  As he slept in his buggy beside her once more, having devoured a large amount of Beth’s delicious food she had carried on with her painting of the villa, happy with the way it was coming along.

When he
had woken, he had then played in the play area Marc had bought for him the previous day, with Kelly enjoying watching his antics while painting, and with the warm sun beating down slowly tanning her soft skin she had sighed with complete contentment.

By tea time Max was becoming tired and only just managed to eat his food, making both Beth and Kelly laugh watching as his small eyes rolled into his head
as it kept nodding threatening to fall into his food.

“Little soul” Beth
had cried, wiping the tears of laughter from her eye

“A child really brings life back into a house”

Kelly had gently lifted him out of the chair and taken him upstairs where he had been washed ready for bed.  In her arms he had put his small hands around her neck his head lying heavily on her shoulder, as safe and happy he had fallen asleep cuddled into her.

She had not heard the door to his room open as she
had sang softly to the small boy kissing his little cheek, and it was only when Marc had spoken that she had jumped realising she was no longer alone.

“Let me take him” he
had offered lifting the small child from her and gently placing his sleeping form in the cot

Kelly’s
whole body was pulsating, as his fingers had touched her taking Max, she instantly remembered the previous night and the way his hands had aroused her to such a degree.  Pulling herself together she had smiled brightly attempting normality.  However, the tremors which ran up and down her skin belied her outward calm

“Good day?”

Straightening up so that he was now looking down on her she noted that part of his fringe had once again fallen over his eyes making him look so sensual as she had fought hard to stop herself from pushing it away from his eyes – those big black beautiful eyes – which now were looking at her contemplatively.

“Kelly..
about last night” he spoke slowly

Becoming agitated
, Kelly had moved away from him to the door

“Let’s just forget it Marc” she
had said her voice tight

“We both had a lovely day…. We
just… got caught up in a moment”

He
had closed his mouth tightly

“Is that what you think” he finally
managed, seeing as Kelly not able to meet his eyes had nodded her head