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great.
    Together they
remove their bottoms so they’re now both naked.   They lay back down on the bed as they explore, with
desperate desire, each other’s bodies, kissing and caressing.
    Duke’s fingers
travel up Claire’s inner thigh until they find her spot.   He thrusts his fingers deep inside and
finds her wet and wanting.   “I want
you inside of me,” she whispers breathlessly in his ear, spreading her legs
further apart and arching her hips towards him.
    Duke willingly
obliges.   He removes his fingers
and positions himself directly on top of Claire.   He enters her slowly.   Their eyes locked as he pauses for a moment so they can relish the
exquisite feel, the special moment.   And then he begins to thrust, deeper and deeper, harder and harder.   She grabs onto his back her hips
thrusting with his.   They’re
completely in tune, in sync, lost in each other.   The intensity and passion builds until they both explode
together.   They seal their climax
with an impassioned kiss.
    Duke remains
inside of her, kissing her tenderly as they lay joined together on the
bed.   She gently touches his face;
he moves his head to kiss her palm.   “So far, that’s been the best memory of my life,” he says with love.
    She doesn’t
hesitate to respond with the same amount of love in her meaning. “Mine, too.”
    Duke slowly
pulls out of Claire.   He lies
partially on top of her, their eyes locked, their bodies mingled.   He kisses her tenderly as she sensually
runs her fingers down his back.   Duke plays with her breasts, planting wet kisses on them, her nipples
hardening again by his touch.   Claire moans as she moves her hips against Duke’s, longing filling her
body, her eyes.
    Duke smiles at
her, “I want to be back inside of you, too.”   She reaches for his manhood and fondles it until it’s stiff
and ready; she guides it inside of her.   Duke’s back on top pushing himself deeper inside of her, their eyes
locked; no words are needed, there is no greater feeling in the world for
either of them.

 
    *****

 
    The SUV is parked around the corner from the motel.    Whitmore, seated in the passenger
seat, watches the tracking device.   It hasn't moved.
    “It's been over an hour, sir.   Shall I drive by the motel again?” The driver asks.
    “No,” Whitmore responds, emotionless.
    Duke and Claire lay naked in bed, spooning and spent.
    “I'm going to take a shower and then we should get going,” Claire says
as she reluctantly pulls away from Duke.  
    “One more time?” He asks, flirtatiously.   His come hither look is really damn hard to refuse.
    But Claire manages to refuse it.   She flirts back.   “I caved
to that question three times. Where did you get such stamina, especially after
major surgery?”
    “You inspire me,” he says, as he fondles one of her breasts.
    Claire, showing resolve, pulls away.   “Shower and we should get going.”   Claire removes her bracelet and places it on the dresser top
near the bathroom door.   She enters
the bathroom.   Duke, smiling wide,
hops out of bed.
    In the bathroom, Claire turns on the shower and steps in.   Duke enters the bathroom and joins
Claire in the shower.   They soap
each other up exploring every inch of each other’s body.   Duke is hard again and wanting.   He lifts Claire up and gently pushes
her back into the shower wall. She wraps her legs around his hips as he enters
her.   They make passionate love as
the water cascades over their bodies.
    After the shower and lovemaking, Duke leaves the bathroom with only a
towel wrapped around his waist.   He
heads towards the suitcase when he accidently knocks Claire’s bracelet off of
the dresser.
    As he picks it up he sees the tracking device.    His expression sinks.   He doesn't look pissed or vengeful.   He looks completely heartbroken.
    Moments later Claire, dressed in regular clothes, exits the bathroom.
    She sees Duke seated on the first bed.   He's