Janet owns all and we all know it.

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I opened my door and shut it behind me. It was dark now and my legs were sore from chasing down another idiot who had jumped bail and I had spent ages down at the freaking station giving my statement. Cops I tell you. All I wanted to do now was crawl into bed and hug my pillow. I slipped off my shoes and held them while I loosened my hair with my other hand. Rain had started to fall out in the night and I heard the blare of a car horn ruin the sweet sound of the raindrops. I liked listening to the rain, it helped me sleep.

Pushing open the door to my bedroom I didn't even switch on the light and dropped my shoes anywhere on the floor then walked on over to the edge of my bed. Then someone grabbed me from behind startling me at first and I gasped.

'Don't move,' he said into my ear in a deep whispered tone. 'Slowly, slowly turn around.' He ordered me.

He had grabbed me with one arm around my midsection, his strong muscular forearm pulled me tight against his firm hard body. I felt his fingers from his other arm softly brush my hair back, exposing my neck and shoulders to him. His lips brushed my beating pulse, then he whispered firmly in my ear again.

'Slowly, slowly turn around,' he ordered me and I smiled leaning my head back onto his shoulder before making a slow turn. My breathing sharp and shallow and the only thing I could hear. His breathing on my neck the thing I feel.

I turned fully and his lips found mine with ease. I let him have his way and I kissed just as eagerly back. His tongue teased so I opened my mouth and felt his heated breath, tasted it.

The bright moonlight was all we had and the patter of the rain only heightened my lust and desire. It set the mood perfectly.

All I remember next is being slammed gently against my bedroom wall. His lips working down my body from that spot where the chest meets the neck to my navel.

I remember him kissing my lips again before we finally got sense to take this to the bed where I no longer felt or wanted the need to sleep.

When sleep finally came it was the best I ever had and the rain still fell out over the city and against my window.

I lay there wrapped in his arms, our bodies still touching. Mine still descending down from which heights we soared to. I turned my head back towards him to check if he was awake. He wasn't and his face was cutely buried in one of my pillows.

I turned over onto my back and felt him stir a little, and his forearm made an assurance grip on me. I smiled at that, then stared out of my window. The thunder storm continued and it was peaceful yet majestic. It felt like danger was out there, but I was safe here. I listened as the wind roared and the rain battered against my window. I listened to the thunder shout from the heavens and the lightening lit up the sky. It was scary and romantic at the same time and everytime a flash came, it illuminated my room and I saw glimpses of his face.

I snuggled myself into his body more, and let the sounds of the rain sing me a lullaby to sleep.

A/N OK if ye have read these stories before and don't know, I'm the author of the Rainy Series. I wrote them anonymously and a friend of mine posted them on her fanfic profile. However since then a lot of her friends and followers have found out my identity and now she is nagging (kidding) me to repost them on my own profile. So here's the first. Enjoy.