This is the third story in the Mine series that I hope you enjoy and please like always review. John decides to show Joss that she's his. Slight bondage and lots of smut! Definitely rated M!
Standing in the shadows of the showers in the police station he feels antsy as he waits for Joss to make her way here after her workout. It was so easy for him to sneak in at one a.m. this morning and lay in wait to claim what was rightfully his. He doesn't have long to wait. He doesn't know how but he can always sense when she's nearby-which used to scare him but not anymore. No, he's embracing his feelings for her all the way and doing it his way.
She walks into the ladies locker room and stops to grab her clothes, towel and toiletries. As she heads for the shower, he quietly follows her. As she stops at the showers in the middle of the room he comes up behind her and whispers. "No, let's use the shower at the end in the corner." She turns giving him a look like she's not surprised to see him. What she is surprised about is that he's wearing nothing but a damn towel wrapped around his hips. She swallows hard because finally she can see what he's been hiding under all those dark suits of his and boy she's not disappointed.
"What are you doing here John?" She hissed. "Are you out of your mind? Anyone could come in here and see you…not to mention that you snuck into the fucking police station when not only the NYPD but Snow and the FBI are after you!" She wants to scream at him in frustration and then jump his bones as he stands there looking so damn good.
But as usual he simply gives her his trademark sexy ass smirk and just wants to slap his face. Sighing, she asks him. "John, what are you doing here?" She waits for his answer because she's just not in the mood to deal with his crap. First, he had told her no, to the two of them being something more and then he proceeds to follow her around…and she knows damn well he's been following her. She always seems to know when he's around like some freaky sixth sense when it comes to this man. She'd had it since the moment she first started chasing him. And for that very same reason she flat out refused to chase his ass once again and he had simply let her walk away. That had pissed her off almost as much as it had hurt her. They could've been so damn good together if the sparks they created just by being in the same room was any indication…then yes…damn good.
Tilting her head to the side he gives her a look so hot that she blinks thinking she's seeing things but no he's definitely giving her a look. He backs her into the wall of the single shower stall boxing her in with his body. He leans down and whispers in her ear. "I came to claim what's mine Joss!" Sniffing her hair he gently nips her earlobe which makes her moan. He quickly nibbles his way down her neck sucking hard as she arches her back giving him better access.
"John!" She cries out as he grinds his hard-on against her. Leaning up, he takes her mouth with his kissing her with all the months of pent up emotions and passions he'd been suppressing. He bites down on her bottom lip then sucks it into his mouth soothing the ache and making her wild. So wild she's grabbing at the towel trying to rip it off his body but his hands stop her.
"No we're doing things my way Detective so grab your gear and follow me." He says this and turns leaving her standing there in shock which quickly turns to anger. She's taken back not only by his statement but also by the fact that he assumes that she will simply comply do as he says. But damn it all to hell she loves when he takes charge…although she would never admit it to him since he's already too cocky in her opinion.
She does follow him. She comes to a single shower stall tucked far back into the corner that she didn't realize was here but she should have known he would be the one to find it. Shaking her head she watches him as he leans casually against the wall as if he doesn't have a care in the world.
"Okay John, playtime is over so just let me grab my things and we can go back to my place and finish what you started back there." She watches as he shakes his head no-which just pisses her off even more.
"Detective, I guess I didn't make myself clear. I'm here to claim what's mine…you. Right here and right fucking now! Emphasis on the fucking part." He says this watching intently waiting for her response.
Joss knows he expects her to curse his ass out and walk away but hell…to…the…no. He's issued a challenge that she's more than willing to meet, hell, even exceed. Raising her chin and smirking at him she says."I'm ready whenever you are John, so let the games...or…fucking begin.
He's surprised, delighted, and downright ecstatic that she accepted but he shouldn't be too surprised because this woman is his equal in every way imaginable. He doubted that Jessica could have matched him this well without the weight of what he was and what he did tearing them apart. No, his Detective Josselyn Carter always seems to meet him and any challenge he throws her way head fucking on.
He holds out his hands and asks her a question. "Do you trust me Joss? Can you do as I ask without any questions, knowing that if you do we'll both enjoy ourselves immensely." He waits for her answer while holding his breath and with the nod of her head he releases out the anxiety he's felt since deciding on this course of action.
Taking her hand he leads her into the single stall where she stops short when she sees the two silk traps tied on each side attached to towel holders. Also in the stall is a bench which is big enough to seat one or two people depending on what you want to do on it. Shaking these thoughts out of her head she turns to look at him but he's too busy removing her clothes to pay attention to her shock because right now the only thing that matters is getting her out of her clothes.
"John!" She says but is cut off by the shaking of his head as he looks into her eyes and says. "Remember Joss this is the part where you trust me and we'll both get what we want. Besides, as much as you deny it I know you want me and this…" His eyes scan the shower. "… right here and right now." He pulls off her shirt and then her pants leaving her in nothing but a sports bra and panties.
Joss tries once more to make him see reason even as her body responds to the thought of what he's proposing which has her so turned on her panties are soaked from it. "John, someone could walk in here at any moment and catch us doing God knows what."
"I'm aware of this Joss but like I said this is a claiming right here and right now and if you weren't interested then you would have kicked my ass and left." He cocked a brow at her. "So stop playing games so we can get down to more interesting things." She swallows and raises her chin. She slips the exercise bra up and over her head and slowly lowers her panties watching as his eyes heat with a liquid fire that threatens to consume them both.
It's his turn to swallow hard as he practically growls out. "Turn around and raise your arms." She does as he says and he attaches each wrist into one of the silk ties. She tugs on them and finds that they stretch so she can have her arms at her side. He turns on the shower and pulls the curtain closed. Still standing behind her he leans down and whispers. "Now you're mine Detective!"
Yes I know that was evil of me to leave it right here but if you review I'll work fast on the next chapter! LOL!
