Title: "Affair"
A Erotic Series
Chapter (1/4)
Written by: Shawn

Summary: A unplanned meeting on a train sends Tommy and Kim spiraling
towards the next phase of their friendship.

Rating: M for variety of adult content. Very sexual adult content.
Category: Erotica/Romance
Timeline/Spoilers: Everything up to and including the Dino Thunder
finale is canon - After that its my AU.

Characters: Tommy and Kim

Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with PR and won't make a cent
off of this.

Authors Notes 1: If you're in the mood for something grown, sexy,
flirtatious, salacious, blush inducing, and romantic then this is for
you.

Dedicated to: The Grown and Sexy - Lovers of TK - and everyone at the
Perfect Chemistry forum.

Extra thanks to: Liz for her amazing artwork that accompanies this
story.

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"It is love rather than sexual lust or unbridled sexuality if, in
addition to the need or want involved, there is also some impulse to
give pleasure to the persons thus loved and not merely to use them
for our own selfish pleasure."
~~ Mortimer Adler

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The Amtrak California Zephyr Train
En route to Lake Tahoe
Friday, December 3, 2008 7:30 PM
California

While admiring a last glance at himself in the bathroom mirror, Tommy
peered back and forth at his reflected image. Dress clothes weren't
his typical style, although he had to admit the black Armani
Collezioni suit Haley helped him pick out and swore he looked so sexy
in wasn't that bad at all. Of course even being able to afford one
was testament to his business success in recent years. Perhaps that
alone was reason enough to wear it tonight even though he was going
to be dining alone.

After all, he had to wear it sometime.

Grinning , Tommy put it out of his mind. The expensive suit was a
gift to himself for having recently opened his third martial arts
school, this one in Los Angeles. While teaching was a passion, he had
none greater than the martial arts. And after negotiating a
reasonable business loan from Anton Mercer, one he's already repaid,
the first Falcon Martial Arts Academy was born in Reefside. Since
then he was able to open one in Angel Grove, and now LA itself. "Not
bad at all," he smiled before exiting his room.

As he toured the train on his way to the dining car, Tommy couldn't
wait to begin his vacation. Three days of skiing, hiking, and riding
snow mobiles was another gift to himself. The academy's were finally
up and running so well that his presence wasn't necessary on a daily
basis anymore. Although he's a hands on type of guy, the last five
years straight he's been involved in something with no rest for the
weary. Jason and Haley finally convinced him to take some time off
for himself, so he rented a cabin in Lake Tahoe where he intends to
sleep late, ski, enjoy nature, and just kick back.

Going alone was part of the equation, as well.

Currently single, a part of him needed his solitary time. He both
enjoyed and missed being the only voice in his head instead of the
noisy class rooms or the serious martial arts training at the
academies. For the next couple of days it was just him, the
mountains, and the peace and quiet he desired.

While stepping aside for an older couple to enter the dining car
first, which earned him a polite thank you from the Mrs., he caught
barely a flash of someone just over their shoulders. Upon entering
the dining area as soft music welcomed the guests, his eyes searched
for whatever sparked his interest, and when he found it... or rather,
her... he stopped dead in his tracks.

As he lived and breathed, across the dining hall sat the very lovely,
captivating, Dear John letter-writing Kimberly Hart. Tommy moved
slowly around the dining area, careful to stay out of her line of
vision. He hadn't seen her in a years time since Jason and Kat's
engagement party. They've exchanged a number of emails and talked on
the phone a couple of times, but he's been so busy the last half-year
that they've lost touch a bit. None of that mattered as the sinfully
sleek spaghetti-strapped black dress she wore--with her mahogany-
brown hair cascading her bare shoulders--instantl y affected him.

She was stunning by candlelight.

And not alone, Tommy noticed as he took a chair at the bar, watching
her seated at a table in the back. Whatever was she doing here came
to mind, but then he caught sight of a dark haired man with his hands
on the back of the empty chair at her table. While he couldn't see
the guy's face, Kim's mildly frustrated expression seemed to convey
that she didn't want the strangers attention.

Having fallen victim to her appeal himself, Tommy knew that Kim
effortlessly attracted guys wherever she went because of the
mischievous charm in her warm brown eyes, her daring wit, and that
despite her lack of height everyone knew she hated, it seemed to
bring out the Cave-Man vibe in most men to somehow protect her. Not
that she needed it, mind you. But the draw was there.

She looked incredible tonight.

After ordering a drink at the bar, Tommy watched until Kim's roll of
the tongue in her mouth clearly signaled the stranger was about to
get punched if he didn't give up soon. What looked to be a quiet
dinner alone now held an opportunity for endless entrainment. But did
he dare do what he was thinking of doing?

Downing his drink quickly, Tommy sat the glass on the bar and was on
the move, smirking the entire time around the piano man's booth
before coming up on Kim from behind. Oh what the hell, he thought.
You only live once... and he'd die before admitting he missed
this. "I'm sorry I'm late, Beautiful."

Kim heard the voice, craned her neck around, and barely had time to
squeak before someone... Tommy.. was kissing her. His hand gently
cupped the back of her head while his lips swayed over hers in a
long, wet kiss that was shocking as it was so damn good. Her foggy
mind had no time to register where he came from or why he was here.
But she was smiling the very second his lips finished caressing her
own. "Uhm, hey."

Standing tall, Tommy crossed the table, entering the stranger's
space. He stood taller than the other guy, fixing him with a piercing
stare. "This is my chair."

Having eyed the sexy brunette from the moment she entered the dining
area, Mark was sure she was eating alone. All he needed was time to
talk her into joining him, and then he was sure... but with the
arrival of this guy and that kiss they shared, well, he knew when
defeat was staring him in the face. Exhaling deeply, he huffed
a, "Excuse me."

While her lips were still tingling from Tommy's kiss, Kim breathed a
sigh of relief that the jerk had finally left before she had to cause
a scene. He was entirely to pushy. Of course when Tommy captured the
empty chair across from her, well, he presented a new... something.
She wasn't sure yet. "I hope you're not waiting for me to faint due
to your unexpected appearance?" she smiled at him.

The day he returned as the White Ranger came back to Tommy in a
flash. "And here I was hoping that was your normal reaction to me,"
he teased. "I remember you falling into my arms."

"At least I didn't steal a kiss," she taunted right back.

"No, you waited a few hours later for that."

On the roof of the Command Center, she fondly remembered. She had
kissed him until she couldn't think of anything but kissing him. Here
and now, she only hoped she wasn't blushing from the memory. "What
are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same question," Tommy replied, settling in at
her table. "As for me, I rented a cabin in Lake Tahoe for a few days.
I'm taking a mini-vacation to relax and unwind. You?"

Kim fell silent, hating the grin that spread over his handsome face
when he found her eyes roaming his gorgeous body. He looked good
enough to 'eat' in that suit, and she hadn't 'eaten' in a very long
time. "The AJJ's, my band, have a recording session coming up early
in the new year and its looking good that we might get a major record
deal. But finishing the new songs for our album has been a pain due
to my interior design career and having no real free time. So before
the holidays and family and all that start, I just wanted to get away
for a couple of days, do some writing and some skiing. I rented a
cabin too."

Her news was startling to say the least. Not that she was close to
achieving another of her goals as Tommy had the utmost respect for
how she tackled anything in her way. But what were the odds they'd
both be going away alone for a few days to the same place? Okay,
maybe not next door, but in close enough vicinity to see each
other... if they wanted. "Am I in someone's chair?"

So he was interested in if she was alone? The corner of her mouth
lifted. "You're where I want you to be."

"Just so long as you want me."

Unable or unwilling to deny his claim, she wasn't sure. And while her
heart hadn't been dying inside for his presence in her life, whenever
he was near their attraction sizzled. It didn't seem to matter how
long they were apart or when the last time they spoke on the phone
even. They chemistry was timeless. And they shared friendship she
held most dearly. "How about we order dinner, and then catch up?"

"Sounds like a plan."

One chilled bottle of Chardonnay and two Lobster dinners were ordered
as the soothing sounds of classical piano music serenaded the dining
area's guests.

"So how have you been?" Tommy asked while they waited for their
dinners to arrive.

Kim shrugged, gazing about the beautifully decorated dining area. "My
office has been crazy busy for the last year, which is both a
blessing and a curse. Money wise we're a success, but as soon as
certain people on your staff land a great account they jump ship for
another company that offers something way out of your pay scale. It's
so hard these days keeping talented people, so loyalty matters. But
all in all business is good and I'm fine."

"Tell me about your band?" Tommy inquired. "The last time we spoke
about them you were just considering joining them."

"Amy, Joe, and Johnson. Three of the craziest people you'd ever want
to meet." Kim was pleased to inform him. "The AJJ's had a little buzz
going in Florida and heard me playing some of my stuff and liked it.
They introduced themselves and before I knew it I was writing songs
for them. Then playing guitar, and then singing lead vocals. It's
been a passion of mine for the longest time to take a real shot at a
music career, but so far it can't pay the bills like running my
design studio. Now if we get this recording contract early next year,
who knows. I'm very excited though."

They were interrupted when their dinner and the Chardonnay arrived.
Tommy poured her champagne flute first, and then his own. He held it
out. "Here's to you and your band getting that recording contract."

Kim toasted his flute while thoroughly enjoying his company. "From
your mouth to God's ear." Dinner was delicious from the first bite as
they exchanged secretive gazes across the dinner table. If she
considered the dinner, champagne, soft piano music, and the setting
of a nighttime train ride she couldn't help but to find it romantic.
And despite it all Tommy affected her hormones. She could still feel
the phantom caress of his lips
over hers. "Your turn," Kim smiled. "Tell me what's new in your life?
Any new girls to speak of?"

Tommy arched a brow. "Checking up on my love life, Ms Hart?"

"One of us has got to have one."

"Is that a subtle way of telling me you're single?"

After tasting her Chardonnay, she slowly swept her tongue over her
lips... and she knew he was watching. "Interpret as you will." Their
back and forth gamesmanship added spice to an evening she had thought
she'd be spending alone. "So go on."

The beautiful, smooth skin her dress offered to his hungry gaze
caused his lips to part. "One month ago I opened my third Falcon
Martial Arts academy in LA." Kim seemed genuinely interested and
proud of him, offering a silent little clap. "Thank you. That was the
hardest of my three schools to finish, but now its up and running. It
just keeps me on the road a lot going between LA, Reefside, and Angel
Grove." He laughed, shaking his head. "I'm sick of driving, traffic,
and the high cost of gas. So this mini-vacation is a gift to myself.
I'm going anti-technology the whole way. No lap top, no television,
and no radio. I'm just leaving my cell on in case of an emergency."

"You look so damn good in that suit." Kim swallowed hard after that
erupted out of her, but she'd been staring and had only seen him in a
suit one other time. "I'm sorry I just blurted that out," she laughed
softly. "Random much."

"You took my breath away the moment I saw you tonight."

Piercing gazes clashed across the table... deep, steady breathing...
an onslaught of attraction roared between them.

"So, no new girl, huh?" Kim joked with a smirk while eating.

Rolling his eyes. Tommy replied, "I haven't had any time for dating
lately. You?"

"Nope. Been busy with work and my band."

"We really need a social life, Kim."

"Who are you telling," she half-smiled, half-laughed. "But this is
nice," she noted, looking around the candle-lit dining area. "We're
two old friends enjoying lobster and good conversation. "

"Is that all?"

Kim chewed her lip a little. "Are you flirting with me?"

"I meant we're sharing the Chardonnay too." He was lying and she knew
it, but it made her smile that luminous smile of hers. And he just
couldn't stop staring at her beautiful mouth. She tasted divine
earlier. He prayed she wouldn't become an addiction. "What are the
odds of us meeting like this? A million to one?"

"Probably a billion." She continued, "I'd think someone was setting
us up if I'd actually told any of the old gang I was coming here."

"Me too. Haley and Jason convinced me to take a vacation, but I chose
Lake Tahoe. I made all the plans myself."

"It's fate, then," Kim declared while holding his gaze. Her heart was
racing as the train sped along the track. "I'm a fan of fate."

"How about dancing?" Tommy noted, nodding towards the small area
where a few couples were enjoying the piano man's tunes. "For old
times sake?" Standing to his feet, Tommy went to her and extended his
hand.

Bad idea, bad idea, bad idea ran through her mind. But her heart just
wasn't listening. Tonight she felt daring. Bold. So she took his
hand. "For old times sake."

They maneuvered past a trio of couples and found a quite, candle-lit
spot near the back window of the dining car, intimate enough for two.
Tommy drew Kim closer and felt his body respond to the seductive way
she melted in his arms. She relaxed fully as they began to move,
effectively swaying as one. Suddenly, the world faded away around
them.

The strength and warmth of his body were seducing Kim before the
first song was done. By the second she was lost in his embrace, her
head resting over his shoulder, eyes shut, giving in to the romantic
atmosphere surrounding them. When was the last time was she'd felt
so... feminine... she wasn't quite sure. That hidden place in her
heart she kept for him was being tempted by fate. Tommy's friendship,
trust, respect, and honor had always been hers. Even his love at one
time... But never his passion.

A selflessly possessive part of her hated that fact. She wondered if
he felt the same way.

Upon opening his eyes, Tommy caught sight of their reflection in the
dining area's wall mirror and thought they looked like lovers.
Resting his hand at the small of her back, he inhaled the perfumed
scent of her skin and sighed. It seemed that no matter the number of
women he's been with in his lifetime, none of them ever got to him
like she did. Every single time since they worked out all their past
relationship issues he's been in her presence, there's been heat
between them. Never more than tonight.

Perhaps they saw a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to satisfy a
decades worth of sexual tension.

"You're quiet," Kim whispered as she lifted her gaze to see him. The
longing wet in his eyes caused her heart to skip a beat. He wanted
her... not soon. Not later on tonight. No, he wanted her now. The
feeling thrilled her. "What are you thinking?"

Tommy casually caressed her lower back. "I can't tell you."

"Why?" she questioned in his arms, clinging to him.

"Because I'm a gentleman."

"So a gentleman can't tell a woman when he wants to fuck her," Kim
softly, boldly proclaimed. "I'm not sure if I like gentlemen anymore."

Her provocative words left him speechless.. . for a time. "I was going
to tell you how nice this is. Us dancing together."

"Liar."

Busted, and he saw no reason to deny her claim. It was the truth,
after all. "Did you enjoy the kiss?"

"Which one?" Kim inquired with an air of innocence. "I've enjoyed a
number of kisses in my life. You may have to be more specific."

"Ours."

"Our first... or maybe our fifth... what about the one on the Command
Center roof? Or how about the hot one on the pier after we kicked
Ivan Ooze's butt."

"You're infuriating. "

"Now you're changing the subject."

"Answer the question?"

"No, I didn't like it." Kim was affectionately toying with the back
of his neck as they danced the night away. "I loved it."

"See. Now was that so hard?" Tommy groaned a second later when her
hand slipped between them and cupped his...

"Yeah, its hard alright."

Tommy drew her closer, bending to her ear. "I swear if you don't move
your hand this instant I will take you right here and now."

"Do you know how many times I fantasized about you saying that to me
in high school."

"High school Tommy isn't here. Adult Tommy will bend you over that
piano."

"Promises, promises," she sing-songed before his warm mouth covered
hers with a greedy kiss, parting her lips with his tongue before
curling around her own. When he throbbed against her belly she turned
liquid in his arms. He drank from her lips, fucking her mouth with
his tongue until her sex felt envious. Good God, she wanted him so
badly! She gave herself to his kiss, gliding sensuously over his
mouth while dying for so much more of him than this.

Reveling in the feel of her in his arms again, Tommy's mouth nipped
at hers a final time, causing Kim to swipe her tongue over her lips,
tasting the last of him. "It's your turn. What are you thinking?" he
smiled devilishly.

"That you keep stealing kisses," lifted cutely from her pursed lips.

"Kim..."

"Let's get out of here." Casually vacating his embrace, Kim's mind
was a world-wind of thoughts and feelings as she parted her way
through the dining area's dance floor, her heart racing a mile a
minute. Her hands were shaking and she hoped she wouldn't pass out
before...

She didn't need to see Tommy following her.

She felt his presence.

Felt the heat of his gaze on her body every step of the way through
the dimly lit train cars, bypassing guests and train attendants
toward her small cabin. She couldn't help wondering was this a huge
mistake? Was she crazy for even considering this? They weren't in
love. They weren't dating. This was wild.

Crazy.

Impulsive.

And so fucking hot.

When Kim reached her cabin she quickly entered the dark room and was
swept of her feet by Tommy. Her heels clicked, and then she began
trying to kick them off as he held her a foot above the floor,
devouring her mouth with a French kiss so wicked she was already
tearing at his neck tie. He had the nerve to laugh as she struggled
to do away with her strappy heels, resulting in her pulling the tie
from his neck and then gently choking him with it.

Tommy's voice hovered above a whisper. "I never suspected you were
into bondage, Kim."

"Just stick around, Handsome. I'm full of surprises." She kissed him
hard that second, finally doing away with her heels. "I hate you wore
that suit tonight."

"I hate your dress."

They were all over each other, wrenching clothes off while trying to
keep their mouths sealed tight... the spaghetti straps of her dress
fell... his suit jacket followed... her dress pooled at her feet,
leaving her in... the buttons of his dress shirt popped as it was
ripped open... his belt was tossed aside... her lavender bra sailed
against the back window... his shoes were kicked away... they kept
kissing... licking... suckling each others lips until the last scraps
of fabric separating them were gone.

Drawing her beautiful face into his hands, Tommy stared at the
sensuously flushed expression she wore. Finally he was going to have
her. His mind felt like it was on fire. Her succulent lips parted
just so, and then he smothered her gorgeous mouth with his own. His
gentle hands journeyed all over her naked body, canvassing the flesh
he's desired forever... grabbing and squeezing the supple curves of
her ass... the sweet taste of her nipple against his tongue...
between his teeth... she was whimpering for him... hearing her moan
into his mouth... the feel of her hands roaming his backside...
ghosting over his abs... her fist taking him in hand...

"Are you still on the..." Kim was barely able to say with his tongue
curling around hers.

"Yeah, you?" Tommy groaned, and when she smiled wildly his arms
circled tightly around her her slender waist. Ranger-augmented D.N.A
left all of the former Rangers immune to every Earth disease courtesy
of a little blue pill Billy created. And since she was on the "other"
pill they were safe.

Conscious thought fled his mind the moment his arms circled her
waist. He lifted her off the floor, her smooth legs winding around
him, and then spun to press her back to the cabin's door. He'd never
forget the sound she made. Never! Of all the decadent way's he's
longed to claim her... to make love to her, he's never dreamed of
something this primal. Her room was small and dark, with only the
shadowy illumination of a tunnel's lights flickering over their naked
bodies as the train passed through a series of them.

Her arms clutched round his neck, Kim gazed into his passion darkened
eyes, breathing softly over his lips. Her head fell back when she
felt the tip of him at her moist entrance, and then the slow surge of
hard cock penetrating her, causing her eyes to roll as she was lifted
high on his hips. He sank into the sweet depths of her, parting her
flesh until she felt overflowing with him. Her lips trembled over
his, "Make it worth the wait."

The incredible sensation of being trapped inside her, feeling her
pulsate around him left Tommy staring into her eyes in awe. His mind
couldn't fathom that he was making love to her even while he was
doing it. Nonetheless his mouth latched onto her throat, his tongue
lashing with every deep thrust of her body up against the door. The
heady sounds of her soft whining, coupled with the way her legs held
tight around him amplified the pleasure ten-fold. He braced her to
the door, rattling it loudly, lifting her with deep impacting that
made her face contort passionately. She felt indescribable, finally
taking her as the flashing lights cascaded through the small room,
sweeping over them as they made love.

Her right hand combed through his short hair as she gasped loudly,
heaving for every breath she took. She felt as if she were being
taken... Felt like he was marking her his and his alone. His body
felt powerful, driving into her with long strokes that saw her nails
dragging over his shoulders and back. He filled her until she groaned
again, all the while mindful of the guests walking the halls outside
her cabin. A carefree part of her thrilled to the idea of fucking
like this with people around. The reckless abandon turned her on even
more. When the heel of her foot kept banging against her door she was
sure someone might of heard.

And she didn't care in the least. Her body was cruising on a bolt of
electricity, experiencing the most wild, frenzied coupling of her
life.

They were a mass of sweaty flesh moving as one... grinding,
straining, moaning, clawing at each other as they fucked harder until
Kim's brown eyes glazed over, she threw her head back against the
door and cried out as the intense spasms of her climax saw her body
thrashing in Tommy's arms. She felt him throbbing inside her,
growing, and then his entire body tense when the hot bursts of his
orgasm invaded her as was lifted twice... three more times deeply
until he was spent, panting over her neck, his heart pounding against
her own.

The train's natural jostle as it barreled out of the tunnel bathed
Tommy and Kim in darkness once more. Dear God, they both thought at
the same time! How did this happen? It was so damn good and... they
didn't know. There were a million and one questions, but very few
answers.

The moment itself... epic.

Nonetheless, Tommy kissed Kim softly, walking them over to her small
bed, and then falling to his knees down on it. He laid her down
softly, covering her body with his, never once breaking the kiss. He
couldn't admit that if this was the one and only time he would ever
have her this way, he craved every single second. He was savoring the
warm, seductive feel of her beneath him. Of the way her arms felt
around his neck, or the way her fingers danced down his spine. "That
was incredible," he smiled down at her.

"I was, wasn't I?" Kim panted.

"Hey, I did all the work."

"Don't bore me with the details," she taunted, gazing dreamily at
him. She'd spent nights without end imagining their first time
together back in high school. Her fanciful teenage dreams of rose
petals, a four-post bed, and that he would be smiling at her just the
way he was doing now. She'd tell him that she's loved him from the
moment he entered her life, and that would never end. Unfortunately
for them, life intervened and set them on a different course. But
tonight, fate had its way. Who was she to fight it? "I... I will
never regret this."

"Neither will I," Tommy replied. She looked relieved when he revealed
that. "I'm shocked."

"I'm floored."

"I just never thought we would..."

Kim nodded, tracing a finger over his lips. "Maybe this was meant to
happen. Like some divine intervention said that we just had to make
love once. We were certainly due."

"I've never wanted a woman as much as I wanted you."

"Past tense or present?"

"Always," he assured her.

Kim blushed and felt sentimental. So maybe that didn't get happily
ever after with a white picket fence and 2.5 kids. They had a good,
sexy, real friendship and the best sex of her entire life. She wasn't
about to reveal to him that last part, but that didn't make it any
less true. She was satisfied and content... and maybe a teensy bit
hopeful. But that didn't stop her from saying, "The train's going to
arrive in about an hour."

"Are you kicking me out?" Tommy laughed.

"Well, we need to... you know, get ourselves together and..." For
some reason she was a smidgen embarrassed, or maybe giddy. She was
certainly happy and satisfied. "We'll catch up again before we go
home. I promise."

Tommy didn't want to leave her, but understood nonetheless. A moment
alone to think might do him some good too. "I'm going to hold you to
that," he smiled before kissing her one last time. And while he
dressed she watched him every step of the way. For some reason he
found that sexy. His dress shirt was ruined, but he couldn't care in
the least. When he reached the door to her cabin, his neck tie
hanging off his shoulder, he left her with a loving, "Good night,
Beautiful."

Kim waved, and when the door shut she threw the blanket over her
head, kicked her feet under the covers and laughed like it was about
to be outlawed. Tonight was so hot and exciting and she just couldn't
believe it happened.

The only question was, did she want it to happen again?

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(Day 1)

3723 Verdon Lane
Cabin 3#
Saturday, December 4, 2008 9:45 AM
South Lake Tahoe, CA

"Now this is living," Tommy echoed quietly to himself, his breath
fanning coolly out before him as he stood on the rustic porch of his
small private brick cabin. Majestic snow-capped mountains and
towering snow-dusted Redwood and White Fir trees offered a winter
spectacle for his eyes to behold. His home in Reefside was near the
forest, so this cabin felt even more like home as it was nestled near
the woods beside four others.

Brisk, fresh air filled his lungs this morning, giving him a sense of
calm that was priceless. For once he was able to sleep in later than
usual, a blessing in itself. Dressed in a dark coat, matching scarf,
gloves, black skull cap, boots and jeans he was ready to take on
anything his surroundings threw his way. Starting today he wasn't
going to work, battle traffic, wrestle over his school's accounting,
or deal with
any students. Selfishly, he had every intention of enjoying himself
for the sake of that alone. His immediate future included skiing,
riding snow mobiles, sleeping late, grilling by moonlight, catching
up on two books he wanted to read, and stepping back from a world of
responsibilities for a little while.

At least that was the plan before last night...

Tommy recalled the surreal walk back to his room on the train. After
a quick shower and gathering his bags, he searched for Kim when the
train arrived at its destination. She obviously didn't want to be
found, and was notorious for disappearing when the mood struck. She'd
told him she didn't regret... what word could describe what they
shared? He wasn't sure. He'd never felt that way with a woman before.

He could only imagine being born blind and living his or her life
with the handicap, and then suddenly being granted sight for the very
first time.

Shutting his brown eyes to a chilly breeze that tingled his face,
Tommy swore he had never felt more alive than when he was inside her
last night. If he concentrated hard enough he could still hear her...
the sensual noises she made when they were... the way she bit her
bottom lip... the passionately contorted expressions she wore... the
impacting sounds of their bodies colliding aggressively ... the
moist, tight warmth of her sealed around him, driving him mad with
pleasure as he drove into her until she came so hard with him buried
so deep.

He slept like a log last night, but dreamed of her every second. Last
night's encounter crushed every fantasy he'd ever had about her as a
teenager. But seeing as she wasn't his anymore, he hoped she hadn't
broken him for all other women. The notion of which, while whimsical,
was the truth. Loathe as he was to admit it.

Just before he arrived at his cabin he stopped trying to figure out
what last night meant for them. Their friendship was over a decade
old now, and had survived everything that could possibly be thrown at
it. So he was sure it would survive them having sex as well. Okay, if
he was honest with himself they didn't just have sex. He was
indulging his love of kissing her, the greedy desire that's wanted
her for years, and the sheer enthusiasm she clearly conveyed when
they made love.

In a way they did make love last night for the very first time. Not
the way they once dreamed, but no less potent or provocative.

'Shmunk!'

"Ouch, dammit! What the hell!" Tommy's voice shouted through the
early morning when a snowball hit him dead in his face, seemingly
thrown from out of nowhere. He staggered, quickly wiped away the snow
while wincing slightly, and then began looking for the thrower. He
couldn't find anyone, but remembered seeing a family of six arrive
not long after he did two cabin's down. Maybe a couple of kids wanted
to mess with him.

Anger quickly faded into a smirk of sorts as the big kid still within
him felt ready for a snowball war. He'd teach them a lesson and have
fun doing it.

Jumping from his porch with an exaggerated leap and Karate-pose he
was sure would impress the children, Tommy smiled while slowly
rounding the side of his cabin, sticking to the walls. He ducked his
head around the corner all military-like, saw nothing, and then felt
another snowball smack against the butt. "Funny. Real funny."

When Tommy spun around expecting to find a couple of cackling
children, he discovered a cackling Kim standing in front of the cabin
directly across to his. She was pointing and making fun of him, and
then had the nerve to even pump her fist. And while he was surprised
and genuinely pleased to see her, he shouted, "YOU ARE SO NOT GETTING
A CHRISTMAS CARD THIS YEAR!"

Kim rolled her eyes. "YOU BUY CHEAP CHRISTMAS CARDS ANYWAY!"

"THIS YEAR YOU'RE GETTING THE FRUIT CAKE!"

"YO MAMA!" Kim quickly dove behind a tree, evading two fast-thrown
snowballs after her old-school playground insult. She gracefully cart-
wheeled out of the way of another snowball near a trash can, and then
took the lid and used it like a shield to block two more snowballs.
She gave him the middle finger, and then shouted, "YOU THROW LIKE A
GIRL!"

With his male pride seething, Tommy made three snowballs in quick
succession, pummeling her makeshift shield until she began
backpedaling towards her porch. "MIDGETS SHOULDN'T ENGAGE IN SNOWBALL
WARFARE!!"

"YOU ARE SO DEAD!" Kim traded snowballs with him, going back and
forth, getting hit a couple of times, but nailing him with one to the
head that actually turned his skull cap around. Of course when she
took one to the ear her head was ringing, but she wasn't about to
give him an inch. Criss-crossing the front of her cabin for cover,
when he advanced she ran around the back of the cabin. Her adrenaline
was pumping big-time as her pursuer closed in. Her eyes shot up when
she saw Tommy approaching a over-hanging part of her cabin's roof
that snow was piled high on. Balling up some snow, she threw a
snowball at the pile as hard as she could, and laughed when a large
section of the pile land slided on her ex-boyfriends head. "AFTER I
AM DONE KICKING YOUR BUTT I MIGHT WRITE YOU ANOTHER LETTER! HOW WOULD
YOU LIKE THAT, DEAR BROTHER?"

Shaking his head and shoulders free of snow, Tommy saw pure red at
that comment. Brushing the ice off his face, he watched Kim backing
toward a part of the ground that looked more icy than snowy. She
seemed unaware of the conditions, and promptly fell on her butt when
the ice stole her footing. "GO BACK TO THE MALL!" He dove sideways
out of the path of her latest rocket-like snowball attack. By the
time he reached down to grab more snow Kim had erased the distance
between them and barreled into his mid-section, tackling him to the
snow-covered ground.

Using his greater size and strength advantage, Tommy simply rolled
with the force of her body over until he had her pinned in the snow,
her hands held above her head, her beautiful flushed face snarling at
him... her brown locks fanning her face and the snow... She'd never
looked more beautiful to him than she did now. "What are you doing
here?"

"I got one phrase for you. Hello neighbor." What were the odds they
would have rented cabins across the way from each other, she wasn't
sure. But when she walked out onto her front porch and saw him
standing there, his eyes shut, looking so handsome she just had to
hit him with a snowball. "Will you kindly get off me?"

"You weren't saying that last night, dear sister."

Tommy was fighting fire with fire, and looking far to pleased with
himself. Kim retaliated, "Are you referring to the nine minutes of
sex we had?"

Leaning down, his mouth hovered just above hers."You loved every
second of it."

"So did you."

Mercy, he wanted her again. Now! Minutes ago. "Do you concede
defeat?" He shifted to the right the instant she tried to snap her
knee into his crotch. "Clever, but I was expecting that. You got
anything else in your bag of tricks?"

Her neck arched enough for her mouth to collide with his, and an
instant later her tongue was swirling so fucking slowly around his
she had her victory when he moaned deep in the back of his throat. He
released her wrists and settled between her thighs, kissing her
deeply. The feel of his weight bearing down on her was as
intoxicating as the way his mouth sent shivers up and down her spine
that had nothing to do with
the snow.

Gathering his senses, Tommy pulled away first. Kim smiled
triumphantly in his face. "That was nice. But I think I'll return a
earlier favor." He quickly grabbed a hand full of snow and smushed it
in her face. Her curse-laced mumbles saw him rocket away from her,
back around her cabin across to his. He heard her yelling something
at him... something like shoving his old Saba sword where the sun
don't shine. He ran into his house and quickly slammed the door in
her face.

"Falcon, one. Crane, zero," Tommy taunted while Kim wailed at the
front door. He couldn't help but to laugh and even do a little silly
dance. Oh yeah, he was the man. At least that was until he saw his
front window lifting as somehow Kim began crawling through it. He
admired her tenacity, but the game just wasn't the same if she was
coming into his place.

His body powerfully craved another sort of conflict, much like the
one they engaged in last night. When she was done crawling all the
way through the window, she looked wild and flushed. Part of him
wanted to hit her with another snowball... while another part of him
wanted to draw her into his arms, apologize, and take care of her. "I
don't suppose you learned that at the university of cat burglarizing? "

As infuriated as Kim was that her kiss didn't outright win this
little war of theirs, watching him stand there looking oh so full of
himself, high and mighty, made her want to knock his lights out. On
the other hand, she was trapped in a cozy little cabin with him after
epically screwing his brains out last night, and part couldn't help
but to want him again. Dammit, he made her so hot. "You're a jerk."

"You started this."

"No, you started this last night with that stolen kiss." Kim watched
him give a shrug and then back away towards the king-sized bed in the
corner of his cabin. When they were outside it was one thing, but if
she gave chase here... his eyes were predatory. What was worse, she
liked it. "I'm leaving."

"That's not what you want," Tommy declared while tossing his skull
cap to the floor, and then doing away with his coat. All he could
think about was stripping every article of clothing off her and then
spending the rest of the day introducing his tongue to every square
inch of her body. "Now you can stand over and banter with me until we
both run out of witty comebacks, or you can walk over here and take
what
you really want."

"And what do you want?" She boldly advanced him, mindful of the
danger in doing so.

So sensual, and seductive. Tommy had never known a woman who so
effortlessly claimed those roles as she did. Swallowing hard, he
weighed the possibilities and risks. "Damn it all," he exhaled before
claiming her warm and soft mouth, embracing her tightly, drawing her
body flush against his. He was pulling her scarf from around her
neck, ready to work on her coat when her hand slipped inside his
pants...

... and dropped a handful of snow from her coat pocket. He shrieked
loudly that instant, shoving her away as she laughed at his attempt
to remove the snow while hopping on on leg.

Kim strolled towards the front door, leaving Tommy in a world of
discomfort. "I may not have a vast knowledge of snowball warfare, but
I know the male penis doesn't like snow. Why don't you go cool
off, Handsome. And accept defeat like a man... or at least like my
sibling. Later, brother."

For some reason she knew she had to run to get away from him... not
because of the snowball fight as that war was over. But because she
felt the longing in his eyes burn over her, and felt her own growing
powerfully. Their entire snowball fight had been sensual foreplay,
leaving her feelings wired and restless for...

By the time she quickly reached and unlocked her front door, Tommy
was almost at her porch, sans hat, gloves, coat, and scarf. She
didn't bother trying to slam the door... couldn't fathom how it
sounded so loud when he slammed it behind them... or how she managed
to reach her bed before he completely invaded her personal space.

Her heart was pounding so loudly in her chest she was sure he could
hear it. A wildness gleamed in his brown eyes. Need. Desire. Passion.
Lov... He was dying to touch her. She was dying to be touched. Never
had she felt so alive. He set her body on fire. "Revenge is a dish
best served cold, Mr. Oliver. And I bet you feel really cold right
now."

"I know just the thing to remedy that," he said in a low, husky tone
before pressing a kiss over her mouth... as if testing the taste of
her... and then plundering her lips with a smothering, hot kiss that
made her swoon in his arms.

Their fire roared out of control so rapidly they didn't have a moment
to think anything over.

Tearing, pulling, tossing, they were a blur of clothes and caresses
until they fell onto the bed, drowning in each other.

******

******

(4 hours and 30 minutes later)

3:15 PM

This must be what heaven felt like.

Waking to the sensual feel of a warm, naked Kim draped comfortably
over his body touched long ago feelings in Tommy's heart. He gathered
her closer, cuddling her to his chest, and then pulled the thick
blanket over her shoulders to ward off a chill since her fireplace
wasn't lit. Instinct alone saw to his taking care of her. Seemingly
enjoying a deeply satisfying, quiet slumber, the last thing he wanted
to do was interrupt her. So he quietly laid there in the dark of her
bedroom, loving the feel of her sleeping safely in his arms. Unable
to resist, gently pressed a kiss to her forehead, and tried to
remember the last time he'd felt so content and at peace with his
life.

Perhaps never before.

What that might be trying to tell him, he wasn't listening at this
time. Instead, his right hand drew lazily over the small of her back
beneath the covers as if he had every right in the world to caress
her. The soft rise and fall of her breathing gave evidence to the
life within her. Something so simple, and yet it meant Tommy wasn't
alone. He knew he was smitten the second he realized he was just
musing over her breathing.

Kim had always possessed a unique way of capturing his inner thoughts
like no other woman could. Even in the present, she's all he could
think about.

His well laid out plans for today included sleeping late, relaxing,
reading a book, grilling the steaks he brought with him, and maybe
some snow mobile riding later on tonight. But now, after having made
love to her again... having watched her climax three times in his
arms... leaving her just wasn't something he could do. His need to be
with her wasn't something he had the ability to fight. What it meant,
well, things would play out naturally and they'd find their way. But
for now he was holding the woman his heart has longed for, his body
craved, and his soul missed.

Their friendship took another complex twist. Such was life. She was
still as dear to his heart yesterday as she was now, only he's
sampled her incredible passion and found himself unable to resist its
allure.

Enjoying the intimacy of holding Kim, Tommy thought over the long-
held mysteries of her he's solved thus far. Kim had small freckles
swept across her slender shoulders. Freckles he kissed while making
love
to her. The small birthmark on her left hip he never knew she had
came to mind. The texture and feel of her nipples in his hungry
mouth. He now knew how deeply she loved being kissed, and where to
kiss her that drove her body crazy. The feel of being held in the
cradle of her soft thighs while driving into her... that and the
seductive expressions she made while they were making love.

He'd never forget them. Not even his notoriously bad memory would let
those slip away. Not now and not ever.

Sighing comfortably, Tommy freed his mind of all thoughts save
enjoying this amazing woman. Their legs were entwined some sort of
way under the covers, while one of her hands rested near his head. He
continued affectionately stroking her back while wondering just how
she managed to sweep into his life again and turn it upside down. She
touched something inside him that he had no control over at all. What
was even more terrifying as that he didn't just like the way she did
it.

He loved it.

Yawning softly awake over his chest, Kim blinked her eyes clear and
lifted her head to find Tommy gazing at her, his lips curled into a
smile. She returned the expression as their wild, erotic,
impulsive... affair, for lack of a better term, made her feel
connected to him again. Not just physically, as that was for the
first time last night. No, she meant she felt connected to him
emotionally again... in some way. And maybe that wasn't such a bad
thing at all. "Did I sleep on you?"

"Yep. Drooled too."

She'd swat him good if he weren't holding her so dearly. The last
time a man held her so close, and made her feel so safe... not a name
came to mind. "I won our snowball fight."

Tommy shook his head. "No you didn't."

"I threw the last snowball, didn't I?" Kim pointed out.

"Yeah, in my pants."

"Last throw wins. Ha ha," she giggled in his face, leaned down, and
then pressed her mouth over his. "How about we call it a draw?"

Sweeping his hand into her brown hair, Tommy drew he closer. "A draw
it is." They kissed for a longer time, arms wrapped around each
other, warm and cozy under the blankets. And by the time they came up
for air they were lying on their sides with not a breath of air
between them. "So are we going to talk about this?"

Kim expected as much, seeing as how Tommy needed order in his life.
And they certainly couldn't avoid acting like mature adults. "Okay,
lets talk." His utter silence was cute as she discovered he didn't
know where to begin either. "As usual, when there's anything between
us I have to start things, don't I?"

"I just didn't see a reason to break old habits."

That made her laugh again. And when he tucked a few strands of her
hair behind her ear she leaned into his palm, finding the warmth
soothing. "Neither of us expected to see each other last night, and
when we did our chemistry and hormones took over," she recalled, and
then her face turned serious. "You're a huge part of me, Tommy. Our
history as Rangers and you being my first love and relationship. Our
breakup and rebuilding our friendship, those things have played a
major part in me becoming who I am. Knowing you has revealed more
about me than anyone else who has ever come into my life. You will
always mean a great deal to me."

"I know how you feel. Our relationship and breakup, even though it
was back in high school helped me understand myself, women, and
accepting how life goes sometimes. But you're the first woman I ever
loved," he told her with no regrets, the back of his hand warm
caressing hr cheek. "And a part of me will always love you."

"Same here."

"I'm not sad or lonely in my life," Tommy explained truthfully. "I'm
busy and probably overworked, but I'm happy. Being single has its ups
and down, but I'm not complaining. Or seeing anyone right now."

"My life is good too. I just think... look, we've always wanted each
other. Our attraction never faded no matter how our friendship
evolved."

"You should have gave me some in high school." Kim immediately hit
him in the head with a pillow a couple while cracking up. "I'm just
kidding," Tommy chuckled while wrestling the pillow out of her
hands. "Seriously though, I've always wanted you."

"And I've always wanted you too," Kim confessed the obvious. "And I'm
as single as you are. I date occasionally, but nothing remotely
serious. And before last night I hadn't had sex in seven months. As
for great sex, its pretty embarrassing how long I've gone without
that."

"Eight months for me," Tommy confided. "I don't sleep around. I never
have."

Kim shut her eyes, smiling. "We're some goody-two shoes, aren't we?"

"Yeah, I guess so."

Feeling inspired suddenly, Kim scooted down Tommy's body and then
gave his abs a long, slow lick. Then she started laughing her head
off. "You have no idea how many times I wanted to do that back in
high school. And yes, I know how silly that was."

"I had a similar fantasy," Tommy noted while curling her body beneath
his again. "Only I'd have to go a little further down south."

Kim fell silent, staring at him as her mind played over the erotic
implications. "I get the feeling we'll both live out a number of
fantasies before this trip is over with." Her hand lifted, with her
fingers dancing over
his lips. "In high school I would of eaten my lunch of your stomach."

Tommy had his own feelings on once upon a time. "I walked into doors
staring at your ass in those tight jeans you used to wear."

"I would fake working out just to watch you work out shirtless. That
was the highlight of my day."

"I wanted to lick the sweat off your neck when you worked out," Tommy
laughed. "I'd get in trouble going home late just so I could watch
your entire gymnastics workout."

"One time when I was making out with Kat, we both moaned your name."
Tommy's deer-in-headlights expression amused Kim as she laughed at
him. "Gotcha."

"That was evil."

"You wouldn't love me if I were any different."

"Very true." Settling between her spread thighs, fully aroused and
poised above her, Tommy felt her hand close around his erection. "Is
it morphing time?"

"That was so cheesy."

"You wouldn't love me if I were any different."

"Then its a good thing I've always loved you," Kim managed to whisper
before his mouth sealed hotly over hers, and the length of him thrust
slowly inside her. She gasped with pleasure, her tongue slipping
inside his mouth as his hips began rolling into hers. Her back arched
as she hung there, trembling from the feeling of moving deeply inside
her. She loved the strength of his body, and the way his muscles
tensed beneath her fingertips. Her legs clung to him, her arms
circling his neck as they began to move together, making love,
reveling in the feel of being one again.

This was their third time in less than twenty-four hours and they
still couldn't get enough of each other.

Tommy stared deeply into Kim's eyes when she began grinding her hips
into his thrusts, her eyes tightly closed, her belly quivering as the
harder surges drove her into the bed. She wailed softly, kissing him
as her pleasure mounted higher and higher. Encased in the warm depths
of her, she was a revelation of sensation to him. His mind couldn't
wrap around how good ti felt making love to her. Their groans and
grunts matched the rocking bed against the wall. Their hands were
greedy, caressing, grasping, clawing as they fucked each other.

"Harder," Kim moaned so close to her orgasm she need him to... and Oh
God, he did until she was flying...

And to think, this was only the beginning of their very simple, well-
thought out, mature and uncomplicated affair.

******

******

The End of Chapter 1

Chapter 2: Tommy and Kim enjoy the fireplace, grill steaks, race snow
mobiles, enjoy the great outdoors... *naughty grin*

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