Beyond the Rage by Michael J. Malone Page B

and zip, freed him from his trousers.
    ‘Somebody’s ready,’ Alexis giggled while taking a grip of his shaft. Kenny moaned in anticipation and then lost himself to the throb and pulse of his pleasure.
    • • •
    Later, Alexis looked down at Kenny stretched out naked on the bed. She ran her hand from his left nipple, past his navel and a feather touch on his thigh. ‘Now that we’ve got that out of the way, I fancy a bath. Care to join me?’
    ‘Love to.’
    She leaped from the bed and skipped over to the en-suite bathroom. She opened the door and squealed. ‘Oh my god, we have twin baths. How cool is that?’ She did the quick clapping thing again and Kenny groaned. When did that action become so popular?
    Feeling zoned out, post-orgasmic relaxed, Kenny took the four steps to the bathroom to examine the baths. They sat in the middle of the large, white walled room on their pedestals, side by side. Alexis already had the water running and was pouring scented bath oils into the water.
    ‘Excellent,’ said Kenny. He turned back into the bedroom, rummaged in his luggage and produced a bottle of red wine. ‘This should add the finishing touch.’ He brandished the bottle at Alexis.
    She ran towards him and gave him a hug. ‘What did I do to deserve you?’
    ‘You cleared my cheques.’
    ‘Oh, shove off,’ she smiled and swiped at his shoulder. Alexis rarely swore. ‘You know what I mean. Why are you so nice to me?’
    ‘There is no why, there is only do.’
    ‘You stole that from Yoda.’
    ‘And how much better it sounds with the alteration.’
    ‘Any other Star Wars wisdom you ’d like to impart?’ Alexis asked and sat on the side of the bath, completely unmindful of her nudity. Kenny appreciated her with a smile.
    ‘Size matters not.’ He opened his arms. ‘Judge me by my size, do you? For the Force is my ally.’
    ‘Oh and the force stirs within you,’ Alexis laughed as Kenny began to stiffen again. ‘Quick, in the bath. A woman needs a rest.’
    Kenny stepped into the bath, turned off the tap and sank in to the perfumed water with a long sigh. He slipped completely under and surfaced. Alexis leaned forward and planted a kiss on his forehead.
    ‘What was that for?’
    ‘There is no what, there is only do.’
    Kenny made a face. ‘That doesn’t quite work.’
    ‘Sue me.’ Alexis kissed him again, poured them both a glass of wine and stepped into her own bath after handing Kenny a glass.
    They each lay in silence, wary of speech in case it spoiled the moment. Closing his eyes, Kenny gave in to the heat and the caress of the water. His breath slowed, his mind sank and rose and dipped again. He drifted over the last few weeks, Alexis’ assault, the two young men with road-rage, McBain and Harry Fyfe.
    The information he received from Harry was replicated when Ray went to visit and Harry was true to his word; nothing was mentioned of Kenny’s visit. Since then Kenny had done nothing more. He knew his next step was to question Uncle Colin and so far the man had been avoiding him. Whenever Kenny called the house he wasn’t in and when he visited he was out.
    Monday. He ’d collar the man on Monday. There was only so long he could allow the man to avoid him. If that was what he was doing.
    • • •
    After bathtime they dried each other off and then reclined on the bed. A kiss from Alexis led to the inevitable response and they made love again. Then they both slept.
    Kenny woke with a start, realising his stomach was grumbling. He stirred Alexis and they both dressed for dinner. Fortunately, Alexis was not one of those women who took an age over getting ready. If anything, Kenny was the slower.
    In the dining room, they were the last to be seated and were placed by a window. Being late spring, light remained and painted the tip of the hills opposite a delicate pink. The waters of the loch were motionless, as if covered in a sheet of ice.
    Alexis studied the view for a long moment and turned to