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Disclaimer:
I don’t own anything to do with Tomb Raider. If I did, I’d have Hillary chained
up in my bedroom! Also, I borrowed Nirvanah Crane’s name for Hillary from a
story she wrote and posted on the Aigburth Arms website. I haven’t asked
permission and I hope that she doesn’t mind!! Also, I couldn’t think of a title
for this that didn’t sound really corny-any suggestions gratefully welcomed! J
The
adrenaline was high. Lara knew she could take him, knew she could do him some
serious damage with a well placed fighting stick. She twisted, turned; a blow
hit home. He retaliated quickly, and in
a fraction of a moment where she let her guard down, she felt a blow to her
back. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Hillary make a “chalk one up” sign
and her determination flared once more. Attacking with a well trained
aggression, she beat him back to the office space where Bryce was examining her
digital camera.
***
James
E Hillary collapsed back onto the chaise lounge, beads of perspiration forming
on his brow. He glanced up at the woman he had, up until three seconds ago,
been fighting. She shot him a look
whose meaning was all too clear; get rid of Bryce. That was easily done.
On some pretext of using the computer in the cellar to check reference to Greek
orbs, Hillary dispatched thehly hly talented techno geek and they were alone.
Wary
of any other prying eyes, Lara turned to her butler. “Hilly,” she breathed. “I
need your help to choose a dress.” This was their code; Lara never wore a dress
unless it was absolutely necessary. It had become a key signal between the two
of them.
“Very
well, my lady,” Hillary replied, tone carefully neutral. In five minutes he
would meet her in her bedroom.
Lara left the room and headed upstairs. She was
exhilarated, not only by the excitement of the stick fight, but also by the
prospect of what was to happen next. Opening the door to her private chambers,
she wasted no time in stripping off her sweat stained clothing and running for
the shower. She knew that in four minutes and thirty seconds, she would no
longer be alone.
Sure
enough, after a few minutes under the shower, she heard the door to the
bathroom open. She closed her eyes in anticipation, savouring the hot spray as
it ran down her body. Without turning around, she knew he was getting closer to
her. Drawing a deep breath, she felt his warm naked body leaning into hers
under the jet of the shower, and pressed back against him. His frame was hard
and muscular, a fact that his uniform hid all too well, and years of being
Lara’s sparring partner had given him a strength that kne knew was equal to her
own in some areas.
“Lara,”
she heard him whisper huskily. “Have you any idea how amazing you are?”
Beneath
her, Lara saw Hillary’s enraptureprespression as he responded to her rhythm.
His eyes were closed and his hands supported her as she moved. Their grace in
lovemaking was as assured and confident as their agility in combat, and they had
assumed the role of lovers just as easily. “Hilly,” she whispered hoarsely,
over and over, her voice low and throaty.
It
did not take long for the climax they both so desperately anticipated to come.
Lara moaned and gave in to the delicious sensation that coursed through her,
and that was enough to send Hillary over the edge. With another display of
strength and dominance, Hillary pulled Lara to him and came, an ecstatic groan
escaping from his lips as he reached his peak. Perspiring once more, and exhausted,
they collapsed together, still joined.
When
they had regained their breath a little, Lara spoke quietly.
“Do
you think it’s time to tell Bryce about us?” She murmured into her butler’s
ear.
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