Her words were cut off as JC's mouth descended on hers and he pushed her back against the wall.  She wasn't sure where the wall had come from--she hadn't realized how close they had been to the building--but she was glad it was there as her knees buckled at the intense pleasure of once more having this man's kiss.  She let slip a deep, almost guttural moan as he kissed her deeply, passionately, ravaging her mouth in ways it had only been ravaged when he had last kissed her.  His hands dove into her hair, his fingers becoming tangled as he tilted his head to the side to gain better access.  Mayra wound her arms around his neck, holding on for dear life as she was swept away by the emotions swirling around them.  JC ground his hips against her and Mayra let out a gasp as she tore her lips from his--desperately drawing in the oxygen her lungs were burning for.  JC continued his heated attack on her, his lips burning a hot, slow trail down her neck and throat.  His hips ground against her again-his obvious desire for her causing a shiver to skirt down her spine and her stomach to quiver in anticipation. 

"It's been too long." He confessed as he finally lifted his head and looked at her--his chest rising and falling deeply as he fought to catch his breath. 

"Don't stop." She begged, combing her fingers through his dark hair as she lifted up on her toes and placed her lips against his in a succession of quick kisses.  "Please..." she begged, this time grinding her hips against his.  "Don't stop." 

"I've tried." He told her, swallowing hard as he looked down at her.  His hands were still in her hair, but he lowered them slightly to place them on either side of her face.  "Lord knows I've tried to move on--to forget you--but I can't."  He leaned down again, kissing first one corner of her mouth and then the other.  Mayra closed her eyes and groaned quietly at the exquisite torture-her lips tingling in anticipation of being claimed by his again.  "I kept waiting for you to call."  Mayra opened her eyes and looked at him.  "Every time the phone rings I wonder if it's you, finally calling to tell me you still love me."

"Jace, I..." Mayra stopped, not sure what she was going to say, or what she should say. 

"You ruined me, mama." He said, brushing his thumbs across her cheeks.  Mayra's heart skipped at hearing that name of endearment fall from his lips again in reference to herself.  "That song I wrote was about you.  You left that night and I fell apart.  I don't know how you did it, but in that short time we were together you wormed your way into my heart.  I liked you from the moment I met you but it wasn't until you walked away that I realized I had fallen in love with you." 

Tears began falling over Mayra's cheeks again as he spilled his confessions to her.  Was it possible he still loved her?  After the way she had left, after the way she had treated him, he was still in love with her?      

"When I saw you down on the beach a few days ago I thought I was hallucinating." He continued.  "I thought I had finally snapped and was going to have to commit myself to the loony bin, but when I realized you were real I thought I had finally been given my chance to ask you my questions and get over you." He pulled away from her slightly.  "To close the book, so to speak."

Mayra's heart began beating painfully in her chest.  "Don't..." she shook her head, unable to speak for a moment around the lump in her throat.  "Are you?" She finally asked.

"Am I what?" He questioned.

"Are you closing the book?"

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JC looked at Mayra for a moment, trying to wrap his head around everything she had told him and what had just happened between them in the last few minutes.  Finally he spoke.  "No." He said, shaking his head.  Mayra released what sounded like a sigh of relief and JC felt his desire flare again for her.  He leaned towards her again, pressing her back once more against the wall behind her.  His lips hovered above hers as he kept eye contact with her.  "Your room or mine?" He asked, causing the corners of her mouth to lift in a smile. 

"Yours." She told him as she finally closed the small distance between them, her lips meeting his.  He kissed her back, relishing the feeling of having her in his arms once again.  Everything was right once more with the world and he felt like he was breathing again for the first time in years.  With a grin he broke the seal of their lips as he bent down, placed an arm behind her knees and swept her up into his arms.  She laughed as she tightened her arms around his neck.  "Jace, you don't have to--"

"I hope you're ready." He said, cutting her off as he began walking towards the entrance to the hotel lobby. 

"Ready for what?" She questioned with another laugh.  He had missed her laugh!  His grin widened as he looked at her--her brown eyes sparkling happily back at him. 

"I've been fantasizing about this night for the last three years." He confessed as he walked with her through the lobby of the hotel and towards the elevators--ignoring the looks they were getting from the front desk staff and the few other hotel guests scattered around. 

Mayra's cheeks blazed and they reached the elevators and he finally put her feet down on the floor.  She kept her arms around his neck as he reached behind her to press the "up" button.  "I hope you're ready." She told him as she leaned up and kissed him. 

"For what?" He questioned, echoing her earlier words as her lips continued to nibble at his.  The elevator arrived and he walked her back into the box as the doors opened.  He turned her, since her arms were still around his neck and she refused to release him--still scattering kisses along his jaw.  Pressing the button for their floor, he pressed her against the side wall of the elevator.  She surprised him by jumping up--wrapping her legs around his waist-as she kissed him again, her lips capturing his fully once again.  His hands traveled up the expanse of her thighs now exposed since her skirt had ridden up when she's jumped up on him.  He felt the shiver that went through her and felt a smug sense of satisfaction go through him at knowing he could still affect her so easily. 

"You're not the only one who's had fantasies the last couple years." She said as she pulled back, finally answering his question.  JC laughed as he put his hands on either side of her face and kissed her soundly.

"I love you." He proclaimed.

"Prove it." She challenged with a coy smile.

He growled as he leaned over her again, devouring her neck--his hands dropping to roam again over the soft, supple skin of those incredible legs of hers that were still wrapped around him.  The elevator finally stopped on their floor, forcing him to step away from her so they could walk down to his room.  He took her hand and she followed him down the hallway.  He glanced over his shoulder at her and grinned--still amazed at how everything had turned out and kicking himself for being so blind and stubborn over the years they had been apart.  If he had done what he had wanted to do all along they could have avoided all this.  Instead of spending the last three years apart, they could have been together if he had gone after her and forced her to talk to him that night.  They had lost a lot of time, but he was determined to make it all up tonight.  He was going to love her until they were both too exhausted to move.  He had gone far too long without feeling her wrapped around him, tasting her, hearing her cry out his name...

He pulled his room key from his pocket and swiped the card through the slot.  Pushing open the door, JC pulled Mayra in after him.  His mouth claimed hers and they both began fighting to rid the other of their clothing before the door even had a chance to close and lock.  As they tumbled onto the bed in a tangle of arms and legs--the sweet feeling of her warm body next to his once again--JC decided this was the best vacation he had ever been on.  He'd been around the world several times over and had seen some incredible things in his lifetime but none of them compared to this moment right here.  Right now.  With her. 

"Don't stop." She begged as they moved together in that old familiar way he remembered and had dreamt about over the last couple years.  "Don't stop..."

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Mayra sighed happily as she and JC lay in bed together later that night.  She heard him chuckle low in his chest and she snuggled up against him--the sated smile on her face refusing to leave.  He had done what she'd challenged him to do.  He had proven his love to her.  Over and over again.  Suddenly JC sat up, startling her.  "What's the matter?" She asked. 

"I need my notebook." He told her, a huge grin on his face.  Mayra sat up and leaned back against the headboard as he watched JC dig through his bag.  He finally pulled a blue, spiral bound notebook and a pen from the duffle and sat down at the foot of the bed.  She watched as he flipped to the middle of the book, bent his head, and began frantically scribbling something down. 

"What are you writing?" She asked, curious.  He was quiet for a moment, focused and intent on getting out whatever it was that was in his head.  Then, as quickly as he had gotten up from the bed he tossed the notebook back into his bag and turned--all but pouncing on her.  "What the hell has gotten into you?" She asked with a laugh as he grinned at her, his blue eyes sparkling excitedly. 

"You." He said as he gave her a quick, hard kiss. 

"Me?" She asked.

"You've gotten in to me." He explained.  "I haven't been able to write a decent song in months but one night with you and all that's changed."

"That was a song you were writing?" Mayra asked in surprise.  He nodded as he moved to settle down next to her on the bed once more.  "About me?" She questioned.  Again he nodded as he grinned at her.  "Oh." She said, not knowing how she felt about that.  "Do I...do I get to hear it?" She asked.

"Eventually." He answered as he leaned over her, one hand reaching up to brush the hair away from her face.  "I'm sure you'll hear it eventually."

"What about right now?" She asked, curious as to what exactly he had written down about her. 

He shook his head.  "Not right now." He said as he leaned closer to her, his lips brushing hers.  "Right now I want to hear something."

She couldn't help the smile that turned up the corners of her mouth as he kissed her.  "Oh?" She asked, though she had a pretty good idea what he was going to say.  "What do you want to hear?"

"You." He replied as he kissed her again and again.  "Begging me not to stop."

Mayra moaned as he rolled over--welcoming the delicious weight of his body atop hers again.  His mouth moved against hers slowly, seductively, as his body coaxed hers into the unique rhythm that was all their own.  His hands caressed her as he brought to the edge once more, but instead of letting her fall, he pulled back. 

"Don't stop." She begged, on the verge of the release that only he was capable of giving her. "One more time, baby, please." She plead.  "Don't stop.  Please...don't stop."

Mayra cried out his name as he did as she requested--her body shaking as she came down from the high.  JC collapsed on top of her and she smiled, combing her fingers through his dark hair that was now damp with sweat.  She kissed the side of his head as he groaned--the sound reverberating from his chest to hers as they lay pressed against each other. 

Mayra chuckled.  "What are you groaning about?" She asked as she closed her eyes.  She tried to fight it, but she was exhausted and sleep was quickly claiming her. 

"You." JC said, giving her his favorite answer of the night. 

"What about me?" She asked, her eyes still closed as she continued to comb her fingers through his hair rhythmically.

"This vacation is going to end in a few days." He reminded her.  Mayra's eyes opened and she looked up at the ceiling as he continued.  "We're both going to go home and then what?" He asked.  She looked at him as he lifted his head to look at her. 

"Have you ever thought about moving to New York?" She asked.

He sighed and shook his head.  "My career--or what little there is left of it right now--is in L.A." He replied. 

"Well, then maybe..." she paused as the words she was about to say registered.  Was she really going to suggest this to him?  Her heart began to beat nervously in her chest. 

"Maybe?" JC echoed, prompting her to continue. 

Mayra looked at him for a moment.  "Maybe we should get married."

JC looked at her in stunned silence for several minutes.  "A-are you..." he cleared his throat as he continued to look at her in shock.  "I'm sorry, what?" He asked, shaking his head slightly as if he hadn't heard her correctly. 

Mayra pulled her bottom lip between her teeth as she looked up at him-wondering if this was how he had felt when he had said those same words to her that night.  She had reacted in much the same way and she wondered what was going to be the final outcome of this conversation.  "There hasn't been anyone since you." She confessed, her words coming out quietly. 

"Aren't you afraid I'm going to die if we're together?" He asked, his face serious. 

Mayra looked at him for a moment, wondering how to convince him she didn't feel that way anymore until she saw the hint of mischief in his eyes.  She narrowed her eyes as she slapped his arm playfully.

"Ow!" He protested with a laugh.

"No." She told him.  "I'm not afraid of you dying if we're together." She put her hands on his chest and used all her strength to push him over--rolling with him until she was on top.  "I may kill you however." She continued with a laugh of her own as she lowered her head to kiss him. 

"Promises, promises." He remarked teasingly.  Mayra bit down on his bottom lip.  "Ow!" He exclaimed again with a chuckle.  "Damn woman, get off of me!" He said putting his hands on her upper arms and holding her away from him.  He held her up for a moment then slowly released her, allowing her to lay once more atop him.  "Are we going to do this?" He asked, in all seriousness. 

"You tell me." She said as she tilted her head and placed a kiss to the corner of his jaw.  "Are you willing to give me another chance?" She asked as she switched sides--her lips smudging over the slight stubble that darkened his chin and jaw.  He groaned as she slid down--kissing her way down his neck and throat and peppering his chest with kisses.  Her hands roamed over his smooth, warm skin, exploring the ridges and planes of his magnificently sculpted body.  His fingers slid into her hair and she grinned as another groan escaped him.  She looked up at him through her lashes.  "What was that?" She asked.

"Yes." He croaked out.  His tongue darted out to wet his bottom lip as his eyes remained closed, a look of pleasure on his handsome face.  "Don't stop." He begged as she continued on her downward path.  "Please...don't stop..."

Don't you

Feel it when you close your eyes

Use me

I know the way to paradise

Hey you

Everything feels so right

In here tonight

Don't stop

Keep it going

Don't stop

Feeding me

Don't stop

What you're doing cuz it makes us grind

Turn it up

Make it louder

Dance the beat

Underneath

Don't stop

Cuz we need to do it one more time

I'm not done so let it play

I need to feel it one more time

Don't give up even if it's late

When it feels so good we do it one more time

Don't stop

What you're doing

Don't stop

Yeah I like it

Don't stop

We'll keep it going till the lights come on

When all the moments slip away

At least we can say we did it one more time

Listen

And you can navigate the dark

Follow

Every little beat of my heart

Take me

Cuz I want to be wherever you are

So don't stop

Don't stop

Don't stop

I'm not done so let it play

I need to feel it one more time

Don't give up even if it's late

When it feels so good we do it one more time

Don't stop

What you're doing

Don't stop

Yeah I like it

Don't stop

We'll keep it going till the lights come on

When all the moments slip away

At least we can say we did it one more time