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Chapter 16

Bessie�s gone. She had to leave to go get Alexander and then her, Bodie, and Alex were going to see Bodie�s parents. I�m still trying to make sense of why I had to come down here, to Capeside, while she goes up to Boston. Also due to the fact that now Dr. Witter and I are left alone. She really needs to make up her mind. Does she want us together or not. Of course, I don�t even know what I want. I hardly now the guy. He hardly knows me. What if what we have is just lust. Maybe we�re just horny. Ah, who knows?

What I want right now is a nice, hot, long bath. That�s exactly what I need. Where�s my robe? Argh! Why can�t I ever find anything in this room. I haven�t been here for years, so everything should be where is was last time I was here. It should be right there on the back of my door. Closet! Why didn�t I think of that before. I�ll look in the closet! Shirt. Shirt. Pants. More clothes, no robe. Could it be in the drawers? I go over the my beuro and I open the first drawer and it�s underwear. Yeah, that�s what I need right now. Second drawer. Socks. Pantyhose. Argh! No robe. Okay, last drawer. Ah ha!! There you are. Hiding from me. Good, time to go take my much needed bath.

Why�s the bathroom door closed? Oh, well. I open the door and I can�t move. My feet are literally stuck to the floor. My mouth agape and my eyes peeled open, staring. Oh, God, this can�t be really happening. He�s just standing there, clad in only a towel. Moisture covering his skin. He doesn�t even see me. Or does he? Maybe he�s just acting as natural as can be. Nope. Guess not. He sees me now. �Oh, God, Dr. Witter, I�m sorry.� I begin to blush. �I didn�t hear anything and I didn�t know anyone was in here, and�oh God.� My hand goes to my forehead and I look down. Still, I can�t move. Shit.

He walks over to me, placing a hand on my arm, with the other, he places a finger under my chin, lifting it up so I can look at him. I quickly advert my eyes. He moves his head around, while trying to meet my gaze, but fails. �Hey, hey. It�s okay.� I look at him and he is completely truthful. He smiles a small smile, silently telling me that it�s okay. �I�m just glad it was you who walked in on me and not someone else. And please, call me Pacey, Dr. Witter sounds to impersonal and I�m sure we�re past that point.�

He laughs a little, trying to lighten the mood. I look back up at him and he�s grinning like an idiot. I grab on to his wrist, the one under my chin. Seeing his face and I can�t help but smile. He stoops down to my height, putting his face close to mine. I meet his gaze and I�m lost. Completely and utterly lost. He moves in and quickly kissing me on my mouth, moving back to see my reaction. My eyes are closed and he kisses me again, only longer. God, he tastes good. He nibbles on my lower lip, sucking and biting. I whimper and I thrust my tongue through his lips, fighting for dominance. I hear him groan, knowing that right now that I have the upper hand in the situation. I drop my robe, which was hanging on my broken arm, and drop it, resting my hand on his chest. He lifts me up and pulls the rest of me into the bathroom and shuts the door. Thus, once again, pressing me up against the door. He stops and looks at me. �We�re not going to need to stop this anytime soon, so we don�t keep Bessie waiting are we?�

I smack him for that comment, �No, we�re not going to have to stop anytime soon.� I smile seductively at him. �That is, of course, if we don�t get an interruption from someone needing a room.�

�The only people that are going to need a room are us.� He crashes his lips back against mine. He reaches for the hem of my shirt, lifting it carelessly of my body, breaking the kiss for a moment to get it over my head. He lets go of me, places his hands on my breasts, kneading them through the cotton of my bra. �Take�it�off.� I say the best that I can, even though my speech functions aren�t working very well at the moment.

He moves a hand to the back, quickly unclasping the flimsy material and throwing it to the ground. Breaking away from my mouth, he moves his lips to my breast, lavishing it with his tongue. Oh, shit, this feels good. He moves to the other one, directing the same attention to it as the other. I groan, and I can feel him smile against me. I wrap my hand in his hair and arch my back, an invitation to continue.

He kisses his way back up to my mouth, moving his hand down to the button of my pants. Undoing in a snap, then to my zipper, hearing a clicking of metal as he pulls it down. With both hands he pulls both my pants and underwear down at the same time. I place my hand on his towel, pulling it and letting it decent onto the floor. He picks me up and I instinctively wrap my legs around him as he carries mw over to the counter. He places his cock at my entrance and with one, swift thrust, he fills me up completely.

�Oh God, Pace.� I whisper, only I can hardly hear it myself. �Shit.� He groans, while thrusting in and out of me. my walls begin to tighten around him, know full well, that I�m going to come soon. I think he is too, but I�m not quite sure. Fuck, this feels good. I bite into his shoulder as I come and he grunts once and lets out a shallow moan and I feel him empty himself into me with one last thrust. I taste his blood, not knowing that I bite so hard. He didn�t feel it though, or if he did, he didn�t really care. He rests his head on my shoulder breathing in my scent and giving me butterfly kisses. He moves his way towards my mouth and kisses me slowly and sweetly. He then rests his forehead against mine and just smiles, staring into my eyes. He goes to kiss me again, but we�re interrupted.

�Hello, is anyone there, we need a room?� I groan in frustration, while he move back and I jump down from where I was seated. I throw my clothes on quickly with him following suit. With go out the door and hurriedly walk down the hallway. What I see, the two people standing there, shouldn�t be here.

�Dawson? Julie?� I ask in confusion.

�Andie? Ben?� He asks in the same tone.