PREMIUM STEELE
in addition II
Part One
By Cristina
English Version by Jacqui

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WARNING: While this story isn't rated NC-17, it does have adult situations so once again, if YOU are offended by sexual innuendo or situations, PLEASE don't read this storyline!!!!
Some parts rated "R". If you don't know what that means, don't read it.

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This story begins at the end of the magnificent story by Melissa Jones Premium Steele - An Addition.

The last part of the story:

"Sweet dreams Mr Steele," Laura whispered.
"You too, Miss Holt," Remington responded.
Laura smiled, basking in the warmth and the love she felt for him as she drifted off into a pleasant sleep.

Everything takes place the very next day. Remington and Laura wake up together, embraced in each others arms in the hotel where they had taken refuge after their horrible experience.

Part One : Remington wakes up with a strange feeling.

It was very early in the morning (approx 5:30 am) when Remington half opened his eyes, feeling a strange sensation that he had never experienced before. A feeling of peace and fullness as if he was in heaven, full of happiness.

Suddenly he noticed that he held Laura in his arms, the person who he loved and who he had been on the verge of losing because of a damn bomb, which, thank God, he had been able to deactivate just in time.

Laura was sleeping deeply and he held her tenderly. He shifted a little to be able to watch her, his sense of smell invaded by the scent of her hair and he felt his chest fill with the immense love he felt for her. He positioned himself on his left side so that he could observe that beautiful face resting peacefully.

Oh, God! How I love her, he thought, I couldn't live without her...if she...oh!! If it had happened, it would have been better if he had also died with the bomb in his apartment. But so much would have been lost, after four years during which they had been building their relationship, with all the fears, doubts and hesitancies of each of them.

Submerged in those thoughts, he didn't stop watching her and with his right hand he cleared Laura's face of a lock of her beautiful brown hair which covered part of her face. A slight expression showed in Laura's face upon feeling Remington's gentle touch, an expression of pleasure and peace. Remington quickly removed his hand for fear of waking her, he wanted to keep on looking at her.

Seeing the small smile in her face, he felt as if his heart would burst with excitement, seeing that she felt so comfortable in his arms and that the mere stroking of his hand over her hair had produced this expression of pleasure in her.

Oh, Laura! You never cease to surprise me, he thought, The way you're so firm, sure and strong and at the same time so sweet, abandoned, defenseless and feminine. While he was caught up in his thoughts, Laura, in a smooth movement, moved further towards him, as if seeking to not move away from the warmth of his body and his embrace.

Remington felt her breasts settle gently against his chest and the scent of her hair again invaded his senses. Oh, Laura, how I love you, how I need you! Suddenly he felt an unstoppable desire to start to kiss her and to allow themselves to be carried away by desire but quickly his mind stopped him and restrained his impulses, despite the fact that his whole of his body trembled with excitement.

Very gently he was sliding towards the edge of the bed, moving away and putting distance between them so as to check his desires, as he had already done so many times before. Thinking that this wasn't the moment to realize what they had been desiring and eluding for four long years, much less take advantage of the fact that both of them had lowered defenses, especially Laura, who was in a deep sleep, safe in his arms.

He couldn't betray her trust and the agreement that they had reached barely hours ago, much less ruin the moment that he knew would be the best of their lives.

So, taking a deep sigh and very gently, almost with the stealth of a thief, he slid to the edge of the bed. Before getting up, he turned back to look at her sweetly, to confirm that he hadn't interrupted her sleep, but in that moment, she apparently felt something missing and turned to her right side in search of it.

Remington quickly but deftly picked up his pillow and took it to the other side of the bed for it to come in contact with her and Laura embraced the pillow with its scent, hoping that this would calm her dream and apparently it worked. Laura took it strongly between her arms, sighing deeply, surely sensing its scent and again there appeared on her face that mixed expression of pleasure and peace.

Before going into the bathroom to take a shower that would calm his senses, Remington knelt at the side of the bed to watch Laura's face in the semi darkness, placing his lips very subtly to her temple, he left an ethereal kiss. Then with the same stealth as before he entered the bathroom, careful to make as little noise as possible.
 
To Be Continued...
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