Rachel padded back upstairs to their room, plate and cups in hand. She eased through the door and shut it with her shoulder behind her. Her hair was down and she had on a robe with a tie around the waist over her white nightgown. Radek was sitting up in bed, glancing through a local paper. She grinned. "Shouldn't you have your glasses on to
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He laughed as Rae explained where his sister and nephew were and pulled her to him. "My sister, blunt she is not. She and Rodney would be a force should they ever meet." Radek gave her a small peck on the lips, grinning. "Ah...now this I have experience with. Yes, kolache tastes much better with kisses." He reached over without looking and picked up one of the pastries and fed it to Rae before kissing her deeply. "Mmmm...see? Much better."
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Rae smiled as she moved into his arms. "Oh Gods, there's a frightening combo. They'd either kill each other in 10 minutes or end up bitching at each other from opposing infirmary beds."
His teasing with the pastry was sweet, and his kiss even sweeter. She's barely swallowed the delicious treat before his mouth is covering hers, his tongue demanding entrance. She looked up at him coyly through her lashes as he finally pulled away. "Mmmm... An essential part of the recipe, I think." Her lips moved to his jaw as a warm hand gently untied the sash of her robe. Radek caressed her waist, the heat of his hand burning through the nightgown as she kissed the pulse at the base of his throat.
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He moaned as her lips moved to his jaw and untied the sash of her robe, trying to get to her. Only...after the robe was the nightgown. He was sorely tempted to rip it off, but since he didn't think his wife would appreciate that once things cooled down, he settled for sliding his hands down her thighs to the hem then back up, bunching the gown under his hands and around her waist when they finally settled there again ( ... )
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