This story is intended for amusement purposes only. This story is not meant to infringe on the names of Remington Steele, Laura Holt or anything that would cause MTM productions or anybody else to sue me. This story is the property of Lisa Watson ã 2002. 

Consummate Steele - Part I

Warning:  Adult Content!!

Author's note:  This is my 2nd addition to Premium Steele.  The "what did happen" after Mildred and the garlic farmer went home and Gone With the Wind got put on pause. 


    Laura turned in Remington's arms to give him easier access to her lips.   She put her arms around his neck and pulled him towards her.  Remington deepened the kiss and allowed his tongue free reign in Laura's mouth.  His free hand went to her hair and wound it around his fingers. 

    "You don't give a damn huh?"  Laura said throatily.

    "Well I didn't but I sure do now." he replied deeply.

    Laura was feeling restless and knew the reason.  She wanted him and she wanted to be alone with him.   She stood on her tiptoes and whispered into his ear.  "Get rid of Mildred and Lester."

    The heat in her voice and in his ear made him instinctively squeeze her to him.  He looked into her eyes for confirmation that he'd heard her right.  She smiled up at him and nodded her head.  "You heard me right.  It's time we said goodnight to our guests and sent them on their way."

    The grin that spread across Remington's face almost took it over.  "Getting sleepy Laura?"  

    She kissed him then ran her tongue along his bottom lip.  His eyes darkened to a deep blue and he sucked in his breath.

    "Not sleepy, but I want to go to bed."  She confirmed.

    "Consider them gone."  Remington said quickly and pulled Laura behind him.  He had to concentrate on not running into the house. 

    Remington went to his bedroom closet and pulled Mildred's wrap and Lester's overcoat from the closet.   "As much as I'd love to take advantage of our newly acquired viewing status, I'm afraid we must bring our evening to a premature end."

    Lester looked overwhelmed as he turned toward Mildred.  "What did he say?"

    Mildred looked at Remington and then to Laura.  She smiled knowingly.  "He said we're calling it a night." Mildred translated.

    Remington smiled gratefully at Mildred and slipped the wrap on her shoulders.  "Can't put anything past you can we Mildred."  Remington winked.

    "Not in this lifetime."  Mildred chuckled.

    "Catch you in the morning Chief, Miss Holt."  Mildred said walking in front of Lester to the door.

    "Not too early Mildred."  Laura called after her.

    They said goodbye to Lester Shane and wished him well on his flight home.  When the door closed Remington turned around and eyed Laura erotically.  He took a step toward her then stopped.   Laura looked at him quizzically.  "What's wrong?"

    Remington held a hand up and looked around.  Satisfied he smiled and closed the distance between them.  He pulled her firmly against him and kissed her passionately.  "Just waiting for the doorbell to chime, the phone to ring, a bullet to come flying in the window." 

    "I don't care what's going on around us.  There's only one thing on my mind tonight Mr. Steele."

    "Oh?  And what would that be Miss Holt?"

    "You, me and that big bed in there."  Laura said pointing to his bedroom.

    "That's one thing I've always loved about you Laura.  When you decide on a course of action you're relentless."  Remington said picking her up and heading toward his bedroom.

    Remington stopped shy of his bed and set Laura on her feet.  She wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him tight.  "You're sure about this?"  he said seriously.

    Laura looked up and nodded.  "Yes, Remington, I am.  It's time we finished what we started in the motel room.  Today is another day and I find that my feelings have only gotten stronger.  I'm committed to consummating our relationship and I want it to happen tonight.  So, what do you say to that?" 

    Remington closed his eyes and would've pinched himself if his hands weren't wrapped around her.  This was the moment he'd been waiting three, long years for.  She'd just given them the green light to make love.  What did he say to that?

    "Laura, I say I'm utterly crazy about you.  I say I've wanted you since the night you gave Ben Pearson a limo ride home.  And most of all, I want to spend the entire night expressing to you how much I desire you."

    Laura released the breath she'd been holding and smiled.  She ran her hand up his shirt and slowly, sensuously unbuttoned it.  Pulling his shirt open she slid her hands in and ran them along his chest.  It felt incredible to finally touch him like she wanted.   Their getting together had been an eternity.  So many dreams had gone by that now, this moment felt like a hallucination.

    As if he'd read her mind Remington tilted her face up and rubber her chin with his thumb.  "This is real Laura I assure you."

    "It feels right but I keep expecting to hear my alarm clock, or a telephone or a doorbell or you coming into my office."

    "I know." He kissed her lightly.  "I'm in awe that we're really going to do this.  We're finally going to make love."

    "It's going to be awkward isn't it?"  She said nervously.  "I mean we've been wanting this for so long and now we're getting to the point of no return."

    "There's only one way to find out Laura." 

    He lowered his head and claimed her mouth for a searing kiss.  It was a kiss meant to leave his essence on her mind, heart and soul.  Laura felt her knees give way but he was there to catch her fall.  He buried his lips in the crook of her neck and licked softly.   Laura moaned loudly and swayed against him.  She was slowly coming undone by everything about him:  His scent, his voice, his hands and most assuredly his body.

    "You've got to stop doing that."

    "Doing what darling?" Remington breathed.

    "Stop hitting my erogenous zones.  It isn't fair, I don't know any of yours yet."

    "I'm an open book, Laura.  I encourage you to read to your heart's content."

    Laura pulled his shirt off and let it slip to the floor.  She ran her hands over every inch of him above his waist.  He stood immobile as she learned her way around his body.  She paid attention to certain areas that caused his breath to quicken or his hands or jaw to clench.  The power she had was making her heady and soon she had him as weak kneed as she had been.  When she reached for the belt to his pants he stopped her.

    "Uh uh.  Before you go in search of, we've got to get you dressed for the part.  Or should I say undressed?" 

    Remington's hand snaked under her sweater and roamed over her lace bra.  When his finger came in contact with her breast she sucked in a breath.  He grinned wickedly as he ran his thumb over her sensitive skin.

    "I take it you like this?"  He heard her moan and bit his lower lip.

    "Yes," Laura said, raggedly.

    "Well my love, just wait till you see what I do next."    

To Be Continued.