The Race Against Time: Whitney Morgan's Rescue in Salamanca

Their breath was hot and heavy, the room oppressive in its darkness.

"Shh.. Don't wake her up," Lindsay whispered, as she tried to slow down his frenzied movements. She didn't want to upset the baby sleeping in the crib just a few feet away.

"I can't help it," he growled back at her, "I've been waiting all day for this."

"Noah," she chided him gently, "You know you're not supposed to do that in here." She tugged at his shoulder to get him to look at her, but he refused to turn around as he continued to thrust into her hips. His pace quickened and she gave up, reaching up to grab at the wooden headboard instead. He knew how badly she wanted him to stop and yet he persisted.

When he finally came within her, he collapsed on top of her panting heavily. She lay there quietly, embarrassed by his audacity and angered by the fact that it had gotten better each time they did this. She grit her teeth, biting back her anger as she listened closely for any signs of movement from their daughter Lindsey who was only a few feet away in the next room with their nanny.

"She's still asleep," Noah whispered against her ear before leaning down further to lick at the side of her neck. His mouth made contact with the mark on her neck and it felt like an electric shock went through him. He pulled away quickly, his eyes wide in fear and surprise as he stared down at her with disbelief.

"What is it?" She asked quietly as she turned to look at him with confusion written all over her face. The second she saw his expression though, everything suddenly made sense and she understood instantly what was happening around them. It was like someone had flipped a switch inside of her mind and suddenly she realized what had happened without having needed any explanation or narrative from him. She gasped loudly and turned around fully to stare at him with a look of utter terror on her face now too.

They sat silently for a moment, staring wide eyed at one another; both shocked by the realization that they were no longer alone in the room with their sleeping child. Lindsay started to cry softly as she pushed herself up off of Noah's chest to crawl out from beneath him and sit next to him on the bed. Tears streamed down her face as she reached over to take his hand in hers while they waited for whatever was going to happen next in what had suddenly become a surreal scene unfolding right before their eyes..