Disclaimer: Never have been or ever will be sadly, affiliated with Primrose hill productions or Warner Bros/CBS...all character use are for fun only... no infringement intended. just so you know...
That out the way, i think this is going to be a one shot only. depends on reviews...totally unbeta'd... my beta is wayyy to young to read this! all mistakes are other wise, mine...
*This fic is dedicated to *Jaqs* my own little *RUNAWAY*
*summary*
Lisbon in her office, in the middle of a heatwave that,s hit Sacramento hard & Jane is bugging her ,watching her every move .so she decides to toy with him a little...
little does she know. you shouldn,t play with fire!
* Melt*
*Previously * Chapter 2: Let the battle commence! TBC? like it? review it...please...
**A small keening sound was ripped from his throat as Lisbon started to suck on the ice chip, much like she would a popsicle.
Suddenly there was a flurry of movement from in front of her desk and before she knew it, Patrick Jane has crawled onto her desk and , grabbed her by the shoulders and plunged his hot wet tongue into her cool inviting mouth...*************************************************************
Lisbon was at first quite taken back by Jane's sudden lunging but she would be lying if it wasn't half expected...
She just wasn,t sure if he would react in that exact manner or not. guess she read him wrong!
Jane coaxed open her mouth, his warm wet tongue finding her ice cold one instantly...
Moans were rattled around the hot stifeling office, breathing becoming very laboured with every touch, every caress...
Hands wandered and touched forbidden places, venturing into unchartered waters...
his hands were like silky satin, caressing her in a way others have never even dared to do before..
she felt wanted. she felt needed. she felt...
They pulled apart in sync, both taking in a deep lung full of air and lips and teeth went once again crashing down. wave after wave of pleasure ripped through Lisbon as Jane expertly dueled and caressed his tongue with hers...
she could feel the pressure building and could also feel Jane's attraction to her pressing into her stomach!
Her hands had a will of their own, finding his buttons, then decided her shaking hands would do more Damage than good ,she ripped apart his pale blue dress shirt, sending numerous buttons flying in all directions...
He tried to come up for air to complain but one smouldering look from Lisbon had him resuming his activites with equal fervour!