Heart and Soul

Part I

The strobe light cast a phosphorescent glow around the room. The couple in the middle of the dance floor seemed oblivious to the hundreds of people watching them. They were concentrating on one another. Their eyes were focused on each other. Their steps were in tune to every beat of the music, their rhythm smooth and measured. It was as if they had been doing this all their lives. Yet it was only the first time.

The minute they'd caught sight of one another on the dance floor, sparks flew. They didn't speak. They just glided towards one another. As if some unknown force was pushing them. She stepped into his arms as if she belonged there. He held her as if he owned her. They moved together as one, in time with the music, their breathing quickening with every step they took.

Everyone stopped dancing and gave them room. They were magic. Another song came on. They stopped briefly and smiled at each other. In silent communication, they started a Salsa/Merengue dance. Every move was perfection. She twirled around him, lifting her skirt. He grinned as he caught sight of her panties. She felt like she was flying. She twirled, the music scintillating, his scent tantalizing. He caught her and dipped her, his lips just barely grazing hers. It was an erotic motion. One that enticed them both. They movements became faster, stronger, filled with passion. He picked her up, her legs automatically going around his waist. He bent her backwards; his breath catching in his throat at the giggles that erupted from her.

They continued their dance of desire. Coming closer, staring deep into one another's eyes. All the lust and passion they felt was there. They couldn't deny it. They had to do something about it. Dance. Dance was provocative, erotic, sensual, and sexual. Dancing was like making love standing up. He ran his hands down the sides of her bare arms. She shivered in anticipation. Her blood was heating up with every passing second. The music mesmerized her. His eyes made her lose all sense. She continued dancing around him while he watched in fascination. She was a seductive creature. He could taste her allure. Wanted her flesh against his own. He grabbed her and pulled her tight against him. They were both wet with perspiration. It was more from the lure of their bodies than the heat of the reception hall.

Nothing could stop them. They kept going. Unaware of the sweat that poured off their faces. Unaware that the song was coming to an end.

They were on fire.

The lights came on. The music stopped. Still they danced. No one said anything. They had mesmerized the crowd.

"Alright you two, break it up!" a voice chided, laughing.

Nick and Maria broke apart slowly. They became aware of their surroundings once again. Maria blushed. "Sorry Jeanine. I guess we were so focused on the music, we just lost track of where we were."

Jeanine grinned and pulled her friend aside. "Focused on each other is more like it. Here." She pulled a key off the table. "This is the key to my room. Use it."

Maria's eyes widened. "J, this is YOUR wedding night. What will Kevin say?"

Jeanine smiled evilly and looked towards Kevin. "Well, if I know Kev, he's probably telling Nick to do the same thing I'm telling you right now. So go on! Have FUN!" She winked at her friend.

Maria looked at Kevin who was talking to Nick. Nick wore a big grin. She turned back to Jeanine and hugged her. "You're the best! Thank you!"

"Yea. Just remember I want the 411 tomorrow."

"Uh..." Maria blushed again. "We'll see."

She felt a tap on her shoulders. She turned and found herself lost in Nick's eyes again. "Come with me." His voice was low. Seductive. She would have followed him to Mars at that point. With a final glance at Jeanine and Kevin, who were grinning like the two conniving little lovebirds that they were, she took Nick's hand and let him lead her to what was sure to be a night filled with of passion.

Nick put the DND sign on the door of the honeymoon suite and closed the door. He turned to look at Maria. She was gazing in awe around the room. There were mirrors on the ceiling and the bed was shaped like a heart. "Wow!" she exclaimed. "I never thought I'd see one of these."

"Why?" Nick moved closer to her. "Don't you want to get married someday?"

She looked into his eyes. "I don't. But if I find the right person, I'd consider it."

He smirked knowingly. "What do you think of the mirrors on the ceiling?"

"Interesting. That means I can watch...." she shut up in embarrassment.

"Watch what?" Nick asked, grinning.

"You."

"Oh?" One graceful eyebrow went up and his smile grew wider. "What is it exactly that you wanna watch?"

She swallowed her inhibitions. She had practically seduced him on the dance floor. Now was not the time to be shy. "I was gonna say that I can watch your ass while you're on top of me fucking me." She felt her face heating up as she said it.

Nick's gaze grew more intense, mixed with desire and amusement. "While I'm fucking you? Is that why you think I brought you up here?"

She looked confused. "What?"

"I just want to play some Nintendo," he deadpanned.

Maria knew he was pulling her leg. "Shut up, Carter." She knocked him flat on his back onto the bed. "Lie there and don't move."

Nick nodded. She dimmed the lights. Then she walked over to the stereo and played with the dial until she found some Latin station.

She turned back to Nick. "Show time." She pulled him off the bed. "I believe there's a hot tub underneath here. I think we should put it to use."

Nick smiled. "Yea, I think so, too.

They got the hot tub ready. "Come here Nicky," she commanded sexually.

He moved towards her slowly, his eyes twinkling with wonder at what she was going to do. When he got close enough, she took the hem of his shirt and slowly lifted it up. "I'm gonna strip you. Is that alright?"

Nick nodded, unable to speak. His excitement was building minute by minute.

She pulled the shirt up slowly, admiring his torso. "You're so sexy," she breathed softly. She pulled the shirt over his head and simply stared at him for a few moments. Taking in every aspect of his naked chest. She ran her fingers down his chest slowly, lingering on his nipples. Tweaking them gently. She heard Nick's sharp intake of breath and glanced up at him. He was staring down at her. "Don't look at me like that," she said.

"Like how?" he asked innocently.

"Full of wanting. There's a lot more to do before we offer our bodies to each other."

"I'm all for it!"

She grabbed his pants and started undoing them. She could see his erection growing bigger as she stared at it through the material. "My honey gettin' happy down there?" she asked in a cute voice.

Nick sighed. "Oh yea. He's rarin' to go!"

She pulled his pants down along with his underwear. "Oh Nick!"

"What?" He looked distressed.

"You've really been blessed!" She smiled widely, licking her lips.

Nick breathed a sigh of relief. "You like, baby? How about you taste? Taste what you've been doing to me all night."

"I could do that," she answered coyly. She ran her hands up and down his length. Nick gripped her shoulders for support. "Yea...use your mouth. I want to feel your warm mouth on me."

She stood up. "I wanna tastes yours." She stared deep into his eyes as he lowered his head. His lips lightly touched hers...little kisses jumped from his lips to hers. She reached out and nabbed his lower lip, sucking on it softly. Nick moaned into her mouth. She did the same with the upper lip. "So soft..." she murmured.

She let her lips trail to his neck. "Mmm...you're soft all over, aren't you?" She loved the feel of his skin against her mouth.

Nick brought her face back to his. "You're making me nuts," he whispered and slid his tongue into her mouth. Slowly, gently...tasting each other. Tongues probing. Grazing over teeth. Exploring. Mingling.

When they finally broke apart, Nick wanted to throw her on the floor and fuck her until she couldn't walk. But he controlled himself.

"Get into the tub, Nickolas."

He did as she said. She walked over to the radio. Livin' la Vida Loca was coming on. She put the sound up and started dancing seductively around the tub. Her hips moved to the beat, swaying from side to side. She shook her body as she swung by him, driving him crazy. She removed her top, revealing a satiny white bra. Nick sucked in his breath and watched her dance.

She continued her vertical seduction. Motion was passion. Rhythm was desire. Her movements grew more feverish as the song intensified. She threw her skirt onto the bed. Swinging a leg over Nick, she said, "Are you happy, baby boy?"

He grinned. "Anyone ever tell you how beautiful you are?" He grabbed her leg and ran his hand up and down it, planting tender kisses along the way. His lips left a trail of hot embers burning her skin.

She lowered herself in front of him. His face became even with the center of her being. "Feel how hot I am for you," she enticed him.

Nick ran a hand over her. Over the satin that kept him from seeing what she had to offer. He could feel the heat and wetness emanating from her.

"Rub me Nicky..." she whined sexually.

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