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More Than Friends
A sequel to
A Kiss Among Friends &
Sweet Kiss Of Revenge












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Blast From the Past
Fan fiction and fond (mostly) memories of soap days gone by


More Than Friends



Hank covered Gwen's lips with his own then used his foot to push her bedroom door the rest of the way open. The blood roared through his ears as he lost himself in her kiss. In fact, he was so lost he nearly tripped over one high heel shoe that she'd left lying in the middle of the floor.

He pulled his head away from hers then gave her a wide grin. "I see your taste for neatness doesn't pertain to your bedroom."

Gwen laughed and the sound washed over him like a cool, spring breeze. "Well, it took me awhile to figure out what I wanted to wear for our date tonight. You know how girls are about that sort of thing."

"Yes I do." He said stopping in front of her bed and slowly lowering her to the floor. Her soft body glided against his own and he couldn't stop the groan that tore from his throat when she moved her hips suggestively against his own.

"What's wrong, Hank?" Gwen asked once again rubbing her lower body against his hardness and causing his brain to lose all thoughts coursing through it. "Do you like that or something?"

"Gwen!" He rasped as her hands slid down his back to his buttocks and brought his arousal even closer against her body. "You're killing me here, honey."

"No I'm not." She whispered leaning in close to his ear, her warm breath heating him even further. "I'm just getting started."

Hank swallowed hard. He'd been with his share of women over the years, but there was something different about the woman whose mouth was currently assaulting his neck and whose hands were far too active for his own good. She was making him hotter than he'd ever been in his life and if she didn't slow down he was going to explode like a horny teen on his first romp in the sack.

"Do you realize what you're doing to me?" He asked finally finding the strength to move his hands around her waist and pull her tight against him. "I think you do and I think you're enjoying torturing me."

"Would I do that?" She asked pulling back and feigning innocence.

"Yes you would." He said sliding his hands up her back until he reached the zipper of her dress and slowly pulled it down. "But you know I'm not going to complain about it."

"Is that right?" She asked moaning as his lips kissed their way across her collarbone while his hand methodically pulled the straps of her dress down her arm, causing the dress to fall and pool at her feet.

He smiled as she stood before him naked except for a pair of skimpy black lace panties and a smile that threatened to steal what little air he had left in his lungs. "That's right."

"Well, I'm going to complain." She said taking a step closer and running her hands up his chest until her fingers reached the first button of his light blue shirt. "You are far too dressed for my liking, Mr. Bennett. I'm afraid I'm going to have to take matters into my own hands."

"Do with me what you will, Ms. Hotchkiss." He replied as she slipped the button free then kissed the small patch of skin she exposed. "Fair is fair after all."

"You're damn right." She whispered sliding the second button free then getting frustrated with the third one until she finally just ripped the shirt open, causing the remaining buttons to fly across the room. "That is much better."

She slid her hands up his chest and he let out a low guttural growl as her fingernails raked across his nipples. He heard her chuckle but didn't have time to focus on it, because as soon as she had slipped the shirt off his shoulders, she moved her hands to the snap of his jeans and flipped it open.

He caught her wrists in his hands then frowned when he realized the shirt bunched at his elbows was limiting his movements. "Don't move." He said stepping back from her and quickly removing the constricting shirt. When it was gone he smiled then met her eyes. "Did I say don't move? I didn't mean that literally. I kind of like the way you move. In fact, I like it a lot."

"Oh yeah?" She asked as she started to step toward him only to stop and take two steps back. "You know I just remembered something Hank."

The smile on her face was downright sinful and it affected him far more than any of her other smiles had tonight. "What did you remember?"

"You once told me that anytime I wanted you to remove your pants to just say the word." She stopped then raised a brow in challenge. "I'm saying the word."

He smiled then without taking his eyes off hers, he kicked off his shoes then reached for the zipper of his pants and pulled it down. A second later, he kicked the pants off to the side then arched his brow. "What about the boxers? You want them gone too?"

"Yes." She whispered walking toward him like a tigress stalking her prey. "But I want the pleasure of removing them myself. Do you have a problem with that?"

"Not me." He said holding up his hands in mock surrender. "I know better than to mess with a woman on a mission."

She laughed then wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled up into his eyes. "You are unbelievable, Hank Bennett."

He laughed then raised a hand to her hair and pushed it back from her face. Looking at her, her brown eyes filled with desire, he didn't think he'd ever seen anyone more beautiful in his life. All trace of humor left his face and voice as his placed his palm against her cheek. "And you are absolutely beautiful, Gwen Hotchkiss."

Her eyes flickered in surprise then all at once she gave him a smile that shot straight to his heart. "Make love to me, Hank."

"Are you sure?" He asked praying the answer was yes. He'd never wanted a woman more than he wanted her and something told him he never would.

"I've never been more sure of anything in my life." She said leaning closer until her lips brushed lightly against his own. "I want you, Hank. I want you so much I ache in places I never even knew existed."

"You're not alone." He said leaning down and swinging her up into his arms then carrying her to the bed and gently laying her down onto the mattress. He sucked in a deep breath as she smiled up at him, waiting for him to love her. He had no idea what he'd done to deserve that look of complete and utter trust in her eyes, but he knew whatever it was he hoped like hell he could do it again.

Gwen waited for Hank to join her on the bed and wondered not for the first time what was going on in his head. His eyes held his desire so she knew he wanted her, but they also held something else. Something that looked akin to surprise.

"Hank?" She asked sitting up and holding out her hand to him. "Are you okay?"

"Yes." He said hoarsely as he placed his hand in hers and finally joined her on the bed. "I was just wondering what I did to deserve having someone as wonderful as you in my life."

Her heart sped up rapidly in her chest as he lightly touched her face. "Do you know how much you mean to me?"

She smiled then raised her own hand and lightly ran it over the back of his head. "I think I do. And you mean just as much to me."

"You know there's no going back to the way things were, right?" He asked searching her eyes.

"I don't want to go back." She said falling back onto the mattress and pulling him down on top of her. "I want to move forward - with you. Make love to me, Hank."

He nodded then leaned in and captured her mouth in a soul-stirring kiss. Heat coursed through her veins and pooled low in her belly. She reached down and grabbed his hand then placed it on her breast, loving the feel of his work-rough hands as they began to knead her heated flesh.

She moaned as he captured her hardened nipple between his thumb and forefinger and slowly began to roll it between his fingers. "Oh god." She rasped as she arched upward unconsciously breaking the kiss. "Hank."

She didn't say the words, but when his mouth finally clamped onto her breast, she knew he heard them just the same. He seemed to know exactly where and when to elicit a response from her and somehow she wasn't surprised in the least. They had a connection that couldn't be explained and could no longer be ignored.

"You taste so good." He murmured silky against her skin as his tongue shot out to lave her nipple. "So sweet. I don't think I've ever tasted anything so sweet."

"Hmm," She moaned tangling her fingers in his hair and holding his head to her breast. "Oh god that feels good."

She felt his hands slid down her hips and as his fingers slipped inside the waistband of her panties she instinctively raised her hips to allow him to remove them. She felt him slide them down her legs then opened her eyes just as he tossed them to the other side of the room. He smiled down at her and she returned it then gave a low throaty moan as he began to kiss his way up her calf to her inner thigh until finally his mouth covered her in a kiss as intimate as anyone could give.

She arched upward as his tongue teased her center then knotted her hands into the sheet as he slipped his hands under her hips and brought her more fully against his mouth. "HANK!"

She was close to the edge and she knew it wouldn't take much to push her over. She reached down and pulled him back up. "Now whose trying to kill who?"

He chuckled then leaned into kiss the hollow space where her neck met her shoulder. "I'm just having fun, baby. Aren't you?"

"Yes!" She yelled as he slyly slipped a finger inside her. "God, Hank, you... oh god."

He must have realized she couldn't take much more because he suddenly removed his hand from her and got to his feet. She voyerously watched him remove his boxers then broke out into a huge grin when she saw just how much he wanted her. "Hank, I had no idea you carried a weapon like that!"

His brows arched in surprise then he broke out into a hearty laugh. "I know how to use it too. Would you like me to show you?"

"Most definitely." She grinned watching as he pulled a condom out of his wallet and tore open the package with his teeth. "Let me." She said sitting up and throwing her legs over the side of the bed.

He walked toward her, the condom resting comfortably in his palm. She took it and smiled when he groaned as her fingers brushed his palm. "Be gentle, baby. I don't think I can take much exploration."

"Are you sure?" She asked running her nails up his shaft. "I mean I've very good at exploring. Are you sure you don't want to find out?"

"As much as I would love to say yes to your exploring, I think we'd better skip that part this time." She rolled the condom on over his shaft then squealed when he pushed her back onto the bed and swung her legs back up. A second later, he covered her body with his and her squeals turned to moans. "I promise I'll make it up to you."

"You'd better." She said digging her nails into his back as he finally joined their bodies. She wrapped her legs around his hips then groaned as he began to move within her. She could feel herself starting to lose control with each thrust he gave. By the time the fourth thrust came, she lost the fight altogether.

Sensation and sweet sensation ran through her body and one more powerful thrust sent her into a world she'd never been to before. "HAAAANK!"

She felt him stiffen and a second later, he lost his own battle for control. She held him as the storm began to take him and loved the feelings that ran through her body when he finally collapsed on top of her. "I love you."

Her heart began to beat wildly in her chest as she realized what she said then froze when Hank raised himself up onto his elbows and looked down at her, his eyes full of surprise. "What did you just say?"





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