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was at that moment that she noticed the thumping of the headboard against the wall and prayed that no one was in the room next to them.
    Grant's fucking her suddenly became harder, driving into her as far as possible, balls deep. She felt the throbbing of his cock inside of her and knew he was close, seconds away. Pulling his lips from hers, Grant gazed down at her, his grey eyes capturing her blue ones. The intense hunger and love within his eyes sent a chill through her, just as he thrust into her a final time and his shaft unloaded.
    He broke eye contact with her and groaned as the pleasure of release overtook him. His first explosion of cum was followed by a couple of smaller yet equally as satisfying aftershocks. With his shaft still buried inside of her, Grant collapsed over her body, taking care not to crush her small frame with his weight.
    Releasing an unsteady sigh, Nikki buried her face into his neck, savouring the deep musk scent of his cologne mingled with the faint smell of sweat. As they lay in each others embrace, the mixture of their orgasms seeped past his depleted cock embedded within her and to the bed. Pulling out, he flopped onto his back and urged her over to him.
    She knew she'd said that they would discuss the matter tomorrow, but the worry about his wife was filtering back into her mind. Stretching out next to him, she slipped a leg over his, nestled her head in the crook of his arm and caressed the sharp lines of muscle in his chest and torso.
    "What are we going to do?" she couldn't keep herself from inquiring. Sure she doubted that he'd have the answer now since he hadn't had one forty minutes ago, but it was more of a rhetorical question than anything else.
    "I'll take care of it," he assured her, stroking her long dark hair.
    Nikki sighed, loving the feel of his fingers massaging her scalp and the tug as they worked their way through her locks. Something in his tone though... There was something just a little too certain about the way that he said he'd take care of it that had her jerking her head up to peer into his eyes.
    "What do you mean?"
    Giving her a reassuring smile, Grant kissed the top of her head. "It means you'll be having that wedding this spring. I'll make sure of that."
    Nikki nodded, but her face donned a frown as she placed her head back down onto his shoulder. There was something in his eyes that told her he had something up his sleeve. Diana seemed pretty determined to stay married to him, though it seemed baffling to Nikki as to why. Why would you want to remain married to someone who wanted to marry someone else? It made no sense. Nikki wasn't even sure she wanted to know what he had planned.

    ****

    Grant looked over at the digital alarm clock on the night stand beside the bed; the clock glowed 1am in bright red numbers. Time to get up and make things right, Grant decided, taking a peek at Nikki sleeping soundly next to him, her body curled up against his.
    Grant had stayed awake waiting until he was certain that she was sound asleep before slipping out from under her. As he got to his feet on the soft carpet of the hotel room floor, he found himself thankful she was a sound sleeper. He wasted no time getting himself dressed, writing her a quick note and leaving the room, closing the door softly behind him.
    Walking down the hallway he reasoned that he could be back within an hour or two, long before she woke up and realized he was gone. He pulled his cell phone from his jacket pocket and dialled Diana's number. From his recollection she was an insomniac so he was expecting she'd be wide awake, even at 2am.
    Sure enough, on the third ring she answered. She had wanted to speak with him privately, and even though he knew Nikki would be pissed that he'd been to see her on his own, if it meant getting those divorce papers signed then so be it. Twenty-five minutes later, Grant was knocking on Diana's door.
    He tried to keep his eyes from wandering down the length of her lean
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