A/N: I know I somehow messed with the tense. Forgive me. I`m too lazy to work this over again. It`s late already. Hope you enjoy it anyway. If you do – please leave a review.
The last rays of sunlight stream through the open balcony doors, warming his back and casting everything in a warm glow. Jane watches the sleeping woman next to him. She was as naked as he was, lying on her stomach with her face turned to him, looking completely relaxed and peaceful in her sleep. The love and tenderness he felt for her wasn`t something new but it still was new to him to be allowed to express these feelings. He reaches out to brush his fingertips over her silky back. He doesn`t want to wake her, just needs to touch her.
They had spent the past 24 hours in bed – well, no, that wasn`t entirely true as they had christened pretty much every furniture in the room. The primal need they felt for each other, to express their feelings in such a profound way, was overwhelming. Years of suppressed desire exploded into sessions of hot and tender lovemaking neither of them had experienced in such intensity before.
Whenever their bodies needed to recover they lay in each other`s arms napping or whispering in hushed soft voices, both trying to explain what had been going on in their minds over the past weeks, both admitting to mistakes they had made and deeply regretting them. They cried some tears and they laughed at their own stupidity and stubbornness that had led to so many misunderstandings between them. But most of all they were just happy to finally be together.
Not able to resist any longer, Jane leans down to plant soft kisses on her shoulders, down her back, playfully nipping her firm butt cheeks. Lisbon is awake by then, enjoying the wonderful feelings his mouth evokes. He kisses his way back up and she turns in his arms to face him, his mouth searching hers, engaging her in a deep and sensual kiss.
"Sorry to wake you up. But I`m starving."
She archs an eyebrow at him, rubbing against his stiff flesh between her legs.
"I can feel that. You`re hungry all the time it seems."
He grins, his fingers sliding between her folds, testing her readiness, not at least surprised to find her wet already.
"So are you, my dear. But I was actually talking about food. And I wondered if maybe you would like to go downstairs for dinner. Have a civilized meal for a change."
He slides into her and she wraps her legs around his waist.
"Hm, sure, why not. I guess we will survive leaving this room for a couple of hours."
Jane actually wasn`t so sure about that but he was willing to give it a try. The prospect of seeing Lisbon in that pink dress again was motivation enough.
They took a quick shower and got dressed for the first time after they got back to the Blue Bird. Jane was grateful not to have to hold back anymore, eyeing her appreciatingly. Wrapping his arms around her he places some hot wet kisses on her cleavage.
"Hm, I love these. You look so beautiful in a dress, Teresa."
"Thank you. And thank you for giving them to me. How come you know my size so well, they all fit perfectly."
He looks at her with a smug expression on his face.
"Well, I had years to watch this perfect body of yours. Actually, that was my favorite pastime. I know the name of your favorite perfume, too. And when you`re having your period."
Nothing of that really surprised Lisbon. It was just typically Jane. But she was curious.
"How would you know that?"
"Your smell is different. And it`s easier to irritate you during that time. Not that it is difficult in general, you`re very easy to irritate."
Ignoring the last comment she looks at him with mock indignation on her face.
"My smell is different? You`re a dog, Patrick Jane!"
He leans down to whisper in her ear "You bet I am. And you like it." She really does. A lot.
Turning her around he gives her ass a playful smack.
"Now let`s get out of here before this dog has his way with you again."
Dinner was a pleasure, the food and wine excellent. Lisbon was the sole center of Jane`s attention and enjoying every second of it. He made her cheeks blush with compliment after compliment, kissing her fingertips, her neck, her shoulders every chance he got. He was exuding pheromones, his awakened sexuality almost seemed like a living thing, like an animal and she was his prey. She was thrilled.
It was a completely new experience for Lisbon. Never had any man made her feel this wanted. And certainly not Marcus. Sure, she had enjoyed his attention as it was something she deeply missed in her life at that point and it was enough to make her go out with him. He had treated her well, always being polite and nice. But never in their short relationship had he stirred any real passion from her, nor had she ever felt some from him.
Lisbon shuddered just thinking what a terrible life had awaited her if she had really moved to DC with him. Well, no need to waste time thinking about that anymore. Not with the man of her dreams sitting right next to her. The man who was able to make her wet her panties just with a look and the tone of his voice. And that was something she had found out during her first month working with Patrick Jane.
After the main course Lisbon excused herself to go to the restrooms, adding some extra sway to her hips knowing that Jane was watching her every move. When she came back he stood, taking her hand and leading her out on the terrace of the restaurant. They sat down at a small table in the corner and admired the beautiful ocean view when the waitress arrived with two new glasses of wine and a big cup of ice cream.
Jane handed her a spoon.
"Don`t even try to pretend you don`t want dessert. I know you better than that. You have stolen more than enough ice cream from me over the years."
Well, nothing to argue about that.
Leaning in closer he whispered conspiratorially "and don`t worry about the calories – I`ll help you burn them later."
Giggling, she slapped him half-heartedly. They both enjoyed this playful banter between them that had always been an essential part of their relationship and that both of them had missed so much over the past months.
A small band played soft music and they danced slowly, holding each other close. A warm breeze came in from the ocean and Jane watched fascinated how it stirred up Lisbon`s wonderful dark locks. He`d always had a thing for her hair and tonight it looked especially beautiful. He touched it, playing with the silky strands.
"I love your hair like this. All natural and curly. Like mine!"
"So, was this what you had in mind when you arranged your plan? Seducing me?"
He shrugged. "An expensive beautiful hotel at the beach, a romantic dinner – what do you think? The real question is – would you have let me seduce you?"
She looked at him with an amused smile tugging on her lips.
"I picked the sexiest dress you got for me. Do you really think I didn`t know very well what you like to see the most?"
Of course, she did. She knew him just as well as he did her. He smiled broadly.
"Come on. I think it`s about time we get you out of this sexy dress again."
She couldn`t agree more.
She`s in his arms as soon as the door closes behind them and he buries his face between her beautiful breasts, his hands roaming over her body, the dress rustling underneath his fingers. All of a sudden he is torn between wanting to take her right here, against the door, with her silky dress flowing all around him, and wanting to take it slowly, skin to skin.
She takes the decision from him when she gently disengages herself from his embrace, walking over to the bed. She reaches behind her back to open the dress and slowly lets it slide down her body. She`s wearing nothing but some lacy white panties underneath that leave a lot of her toned cheeks uncovered, her milky body glowing in the moonlight streaming through the windows.
Her beauty leaves him breathless and he almost sinks down to his knees.
"Patrick."
She reaches her hand out to him and he follows her call, wrapping her in his arms, kissing her. She rids him of his jacket, then starts unbuttoning his shirt, letting it slide down his arms. When she puts a hand on the bulge in his pants he stops kissing her, turning her in his arms. He kisses her shoulders, playing with her breasts, sliding down her flat stomach, over her hips and thighs. She is breathing heavily, pushing against him but he stills her movements with a firm grip on her waist.
"Kneel on the bed, please."
His voice is a low rumble in her ears, vibrating through her whole body. She obeys, crawling onto the bed, resting her head on the pillows. She is still wearing her shoes, the golden high-heels he got for her, and the sight she makes almost has him losing his mind. He wants to mount her, ride her until she is screaming his name but he restraints himself.
Instead, he kneels behind her and slowly drags the panties down her legs, exposing her female flesh to his eyes, glistening with her arousal. He licks his lips.
"Spread your legs."
She does and he runs his fingers through her folds, opening her completely. He dips two fingers inside briefly, making her moan, but pulls them out almost immediately. She doesn`t see how he puts them in his mouth, humming in bliss. He wants her to know what`s coming.
"You`re delicious."
He lowers his mouth to her, licking and sucking her plumb lips, his tongue sliding in and out of her sweet opening until she is begging him to finish her off. He takes mercy, brushing his fingers over her clit, squeezing it and she comes with a hoarse scream, gushing her wetness onto his tongue.
He opens his pants hastily, pushing them down with one hand while still fondling her with the other, prolonging her climax. He pushes inside while she is still contracting, gritting his teeth against coming on the spot.
He waits until she has calmed down, then pulls her up to press his chest against her back. She turns her head, searching for his lips. His cock is an aching, pulsating thing inside her, hard as steel and demanding satisfaction. He takes her hands and places them on the bed`s headboard, his own cupping her breasts. Their bodies start moving together, slow at first, but soon the wet slapping sounds of enthusiastic sex fill the room, adding to their ecstasy, spurring them on.
She loses her grip on the headboard and grabs his ass instead, her nails digging into his flesh. He bites her shoulder, his fingers scratching her over-sensitized nipples and her body goes rigid, her walls strangling him, milking him. He gives in, shooting everything he has deep inside her. They slump to the mattress, both of them asleep in seconds.
Lisbon wakes slowly from a deep and restful sleep, her arms searching for Jane`s warm body to snuggle into but finding nothing. She frowns, opening her eyes to confirm that the bed was indeed empty except for herself. So was the room.
She spots him on the large balcony, his arms resting on the balustrade. He is stark naked. For some moments she just enjoys the view of his perfect round butt, muscles flexing when he is shifting on his feet. Eventually, she gets out of bed, not bothering with any clothes, either. They both felt naturally comfortable around each other like that.
She walks over to him and he looks over his shoulder when he hears her footsteps, straightening. Lisbon puts a hand on his ass, squeezing lightly.
"Hey, handsome."
He smiles, leaning down for a kiss.
"Morning."
"What are you doing out here?"
Jane steps behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Just admiring the view. It`s beautiful. We should go down to the beach today."
Lisbon lets her eyes wander over the scenery. Jane was right, it was amazingly beautiful, the white sand beach seemingly going on forever, the color of the ocean something undefinable between blue and green, reminding her of Jane`s eyes.
"That would be wonderful. There`s just one problem."
"What`s that?"
She turns in his arms, a small pout forming on her lips.
"I don`t have a bikini with me."
He chuckles.
"Oh, I`m sure we can find a shop around here to buy one. I need some trunks, too."
His eyes light up and he is grinning like a 5-year-old.
"Shopping, baby."
She rolls his eyes at him. Only Jane would find shopping exciting. She sighs.
"Alright. I need to stock up on my wardrobe anyway as everything is on its way to DC and it will take a couple of days to have everything send back to Austin."
Jane sees the flicker of sadness on Lisbon`s face when she remembers how close she was to making the biggest mistake in her life. He doesn`t want her sad, not today, not any day. Grabbing her waist he starts spinning her around until she giggles.
"Jane, stop, please. You`re making me dizzy."
He puts her down on her feet again and they both stumble, landing on the ground with her on top of him. They both laugh. Rolling them over he looks down at her.
"Come on, this is gonna be fun."
And he was right, of course.