A/N: A drabble for SWWoman. Picked her name in a drabble gift exchange. Good thing!
Prompt: "John what are you doing naked in my bed?"
"John, is there a reason you're naked in my bed?" Joss asked.
John simply smirked as he began to slowly pull the sheet down his torso. She took off her suit jacket and started removing her blouse hurriedly and John's smile widened.
"No, this is not going to happen right now," Joss said pointing at him.
"Why not? Looks like you're game Joss," John growled.
"I promised Taylor I would make it to his last soccer game of the season. I've already missed too many as it is and I'm running late."
"And, one of these days I promise you, I'm gonna shoot you for breaking into my house!"
The sheet continued to slowly move down John's torso as his smirk turned into a full on grin.
"Joss, the game just started. And, you know how long soccer games last. We have time for a quickie," he purred trying to convince her to slow down.
Joss could kick herself because she always felt weak around him. She had the most difficult time resisting him. And seeing him in all his naked glory was not helping her as the sheet finally fell when he knelt on the bed. He was fully erect.
"I'll even go with you to the game after we're…done," John promised.
"Umm umm," Joss said weakly as she stared at his erection.
John knew he was getting to her. He reached his hand out to her.
"Come on Joss. I promise I'll get you there… on time," he said softly. The double entendre was not wasted on her. His eyes softened as she looked up at them.
Crap.
Joss was quickly losing the battle. John was moving closer to her and before she knew it, he was in her personal space. He placed his hands on her hips and nipped her neck under her ear. It was so easy for him to do this to her; to make her melt. John pulled her blouse down from her shoulders and just as quickly removed her bra. Joss's slacks and panties were gone in seconds and John picked her up and had her back pressed into the mattress.
"This won't take long," John purred against her ear. She felt the smile on his face on her cheek.
Joss turned and kissed him deeply.
"I hate quickies John," Joss hissed as John entered her.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and closed her eyes as his thrusts started off slow and deep. His pace quickened however and Joss felt the tension of the day dissipate. She needed this. This short fleeting moment. To be with the man she had fallen in love with. To calm her and make her feel loved.
John caressed her breasts, kissed her neck and collar bone.
"You feel so good Joss," John moaned.
He kissed her lips softly. Joss opened her eyes only to see John looking at her intently. He slipped his hand between her legs and one…two…three…four. Joss's back arched as she slammed her eyes shut. John's pace got faster as he raced to catch up to her orgasm. Seeing her buck beneath him helped him do just that.
A half hour later Joss and John found a spot in the bleachers as they found Taylor running down the field. The score was tied.
"Hmm. I told you I'd get you here on time," John said grinning.
Joss blushed.
"Glad you keep your promises," she said smiling before she turned to cheer her son on.
"Go Taylor baby, go!"
