Patrick's pulse tripled in an instant…at first he thought his ears were deceiving him but when Teresa finally shut up, her eyes wide with terror, mouth falling into an O as her jaw slackened…an incredible warmth flooded every sinew in his body…this was the point, given her expression, that he expected her to scramble to her feet, to hurry away and hide from him…the fact that she remained rooted to her seat filled him with hope, should he push it just a little further…the bottle was spinning again until it stopped facing her…and she was ready for it, ready for him, not giving him a second to interrupt.

" Dare…" she fired at him, almost like a threat but before he got the chance to think up anything clever, anything to lure her even deeper her tiny gentle hand reached towards him, smoothing around his neck, his rising stubble tickling her palm, her gaze never wavered, shuffling a little closer the air between them crackling with desire " Kiss me Patrick…you're the man…you're the only man alive right now who can turn me on…be that man…kiss me..."! she demanded gently and he gulped hard, his expression a mixture of terror and delight,

" Teresa…I…I swear to god…if I kiss you…I'm not sure that I can stop at merely kissing you..."?

" So…don't stop…" she murmured as she drew his face to her own, lips parting ever so slightly to press a kiss to his mouth, flesh sizzling upon impact.

Those first few touches, sublime...tentative, fleeting…she drew back, drowning in how incredibly handsome he was, wanting to remember that split second forever...she moved in again, gaining confidence from the bliss covering his face another tiny sweet kiss followed...and then another...each touch lingering just a little longer, widening his lips as she fed their yearning, hearing Jane inhale deeply, drinking in the sensation.

He gathered her up, placing her across his lap, cradling her in his strong arms as they began to kiss greedily…moist lips swirling, nipping a little as their desires got the better of them…a filthy groan rose from the depths of his throat as she teased him, dropping gentle smooches all around his mouth as he attempted to ravish her, revelling in the sensation of Patrick actually kissing her back…pouring his heart and soul into each smooch his head sinking south, warm nuzzling lips against her neck, feeling her pulse skitter painfully...Teresa clinging on to him for dear life, head thrown back, eyes closed...falling.

Both revelled in the first flush of arousal, Patrick almost unable to control his testosterone as it surged through long forgotten veins, nerve endings springing to life, ready for action, every tiny motion Teresa made, the soft undulations of her hips against his own, pushing a little more insistently as her desire grew...wanting him to know, wanting him to feel her longing.

Hands began to wander, all logical thought ceased, the what if's banished, no more thought of being colleagues, dealing with the aftermath before they even got naked, her eager fingers slid under his vest, whisking it over his solid shoulders before setting to work on his shirt…Patrick returning the favour, attempting to temper the deluge of desire coursing through his veins…the ice which had formed inside himself all those years ago, melting as Teresa's kiss poured sunshine inside them…mindful of the fact that he had never felt so alive, so aroused in such a long time, if he didn't get some kinda grip this would all be over in a matter of minutes and he wanted to savour every second…he didn't want to let her down in anyway…he wanted to be everything she wanted in a man.

She broke away, eyes lit by the fire radiating from deep within her, searching his handsome face earnestly, Patrick's ecstasy blatantly evident, his glorious green eyes twinkling, lips bruised by the lust they had shared...not a shadow of doubt on his perfect features.

" This is so right…right..."! she gasped as his mouth sank to her neck, following the elegant lines, igniting her senses as he feasted, his curls quivering as he nodded, her fingers dove into them, unable to resist, needing to cling as her arousal grew,

" Ohhhyeeeah! I don't think…I've been ever been so sure about anything sweetheart…" a wavering sigh rang out as he placed the most deliciously tender smooch in the hollows at the base of her neck, her fingers crunched in his hair,

" Ohhhh god…that feels…soooo good"!

" You are…utterly delicious Trea…",

" I want you soooo bad"! she breathed heatedly blindly popping the last button on his shirt, the anticipation of seeing Patrick undressed, naked before her eyes almost too much to comprehend…he was sliding her blouse from her dainty frame, eager to feed the fantasies he'd carried with himself for months…she heard his breath hitch in his throat and her dewy eyes focussed, finding her lover drinking in every inch of her…it felt so good, the sense of being worshipped a long forgotten sensation.

Patrick swallowed hard…Teresa's hard assed exterior didn't compare to the living breathing woman below the standard issue work wear. Her body was beautifully defined, her breasts, despite her small frame, full and luscious and a perfect handful, nipples straining at the sporty bra she wore…he watched as she shuffled a little, drawing the zip down on her jeans and shimmying her way out of them…his heart was in his mouth, she was just his idea of perfection…she was the polar opposite of his late wife…but she was everything he needed now...he didn't want a replacement, or a replica...he wanted someone living...breathing and new.

" Are you gonna join me in the land of nearly naked"? she giggled tremulously and he broke into a grin,

" Oh mi god! The moment of truth huh…you wanna see the goods"? Teresa threw her head back and laughed,

" Ohhh I get it…all that jive about big cocks…satisfying me with a good hard fuck…is someone suffering from a touch of stage fright huh! C'mon Jane…drop your pants, get naked…that's an order…"! wearing the most impish smirk, Patrick went to open the button on the garment, only to be halted by an impatient Teresa, who's fingers flew to unfasten him, wrenching his zip down with such force that he feared for the seams on his jeans and once he felt his cotton cloaked penis fill the void between his fly, he slipped his pants over his hips and dumped them on the floor, his shirt following moments later.

Her mouth went dry…even a gulp and a swift lick of her lips didn't help, her eyes wandered lasciviously over the beautifully muscled planes of his chest, how many hours had she spent wondering, day dreaming about getting him naked…he was all man, golden skin, buffed shoulders, stroke-able…kissable, the sort of man you lost yourself in, a body to explore…and she intended to…

But having resisted for a few moments, her eyes travelled down over his cute abs and tiny belly button...meeting a fine sliver of downy hair, she had to have a visual fix and her cheeks went ever so slightly pink the second they settled on Jane's ample groin...he hadn't undersold himself in anyway...inside his sexy as hell white cotton briefs was a burgeoning erection...her eyes widened as they followed the outline from juicy balls along a thrusting barrel to the crown, deliciously domed and ever so slightly moist...the heat between her folds was now scorching, she was beyond wet...the second Patrick sent his weapon of mass destruction inside her...he would freakin' drown, never mind climax she chuckled to herself.

Leading Lisbon on…turning her on, making sure she was aroused to the point of consent had all been part of Patrick's plan…he'd made his mind up months ago that he was a sexual being…he still had a whole heap of affection to give…and the woman he wanted to give it to…was beautiful, angelic Teresa Lisbon.

Reality however, was something entirely different…his hunch had of course proven correct, here she sat before him, dewy skin, huge emerald eyes full of sexual promise…acute yearning…his for the taking and there was no doubt she wanted love and human contact as much as he did…but here they sat, both needing it…but they now had to deliver…calling a halt, getting cold feet…changing your mind…simply was not an option, there was no going back…he closed his eyes for a few seconds, searching valiantly for his courage…and as her rose bud lips feathered his neck, the pulsing nerves under his ears, rousing a desire filled crescendo in his soul…the man buried deep inside rose again, unchallenged…

His fingertips wandered, wondrously at first following the soft curves of her breasts…thumbs sweeping over her jutting nipples, they tightened further, until she was utterly ripe. Teresa nibbled on her lower lip as a blissful sting ensued the only thing that would temper it would be the warm pads of his fingers on her skin, Patrick, as ever, one step ahead of her, emboldened he played his warm palms up her back, feeling her arch slightly, her body alive to sensation, her bra was unclipped and fell from her shoulders leaving her more exposed than ever before.

His appreciation was immediate…his eyes turned positively molten as they took in the sight before him, Teresa was everything he had dreamed about, her skin prickled with goose bumps, anticipation almost killing her as he delicately cupped each orb, taking their weight and allowed his palms to mould to her form, tracing the pads of his thumbs over both cherry pink peaks, her skin darkened as blood rushed to fill every quivering sinew, her arousal almost total now…

Teresa's head fell back, a gentle wavering moan of pleasure broke the silence pushing her breasts into his hands, electricity feeding her lust, needing more and more to turn the power on full, silently begging his mouth on her, the warm heat and grating texture of his tongue…Patrick fought his remaining demons…he wanted her, he needed her…he didn't need to feel guilty a moment longer…he'd waited long enough…Teresa Lisbon was his future…she held the key.

He lit her up the moment he made contact, his fingers twined in her long, raven hair as he buried his face in the welcoming valley between her breasts…her scent almost intoxicating, skin sweeter than honey…his ravenous lips, unstoppable as he dropped one lush smooch after another, Teresa's low voice, gentle, encouraging…she knew it had been an eternity for Patrick, certain the last lover he'd taken…had been his late wife…his touch was divine, but every time he paused, his eyes would lift and she could sense he was almost awaiting permission…

" Patrick…" she whispered warmly " Take your time…we have all night…" he broke into a bashful grin,

" I think perhaps I may have oversold my talents…I do apologise my love, once a fraud…always a fraud" he joked and she traced her fingertips around his hair line, stroking wayward curls away from his stunning eyes,

" Hey…if at any time…you wanna stop…if you're really not ready…you only have to say and…you know I will understand…" she added for reassurance, her pussy protesting furiously with a series of spasms to let her know this would not be satisfactory but thankfully he wasn't about to be dissuaded,

" Y'know…a few months ago, I may have taken you up on that very kind offer…a sexual get out clause…the chance to run away" he slowly puffed his cheeks out to steady his run away pulse " I gotta admit…I haven't been this aroused in such a long time…"

" It's kinda nice huh"? she drawled, her voice raw with lust and he chuckled sending a hand over his stomach to cup the mighty bulge beneath his underwear…again her pussy quivered at the sight of him squeezing with some pleasure at his tight erection, his entire length rolling under his hand,

" Ohhhhh you have no idea…" he groaned and she giggled saucily,

" Yeah…I do…remember you asked me earlier what got me wet? Right this second…the thought of your hard cock…filling me right up…fucking me to oblivion…that's what gets me wet Patrick" she ended with a pointed stare and he gulped a little to relieve the tension in his throat,

" Ohh really? So I should…Umm…get my pants off and…give you everything you desire huh…"?

" Mmmmmmhmmmm…unless…unless you're not ready…and if you're not…like I said…that's totally cool…we can wait…" she gazed adoringly at him " Just promise me that…if you do wanna wait…when you are ready…promise me that…I'll be the woman you come to"? she asked tentatively.

His big, manly palm curled around her throat as he drew her face to his, plump, hot lips parting to claim her own in a blistering kiss which sent a tidal wave of desire eddying right through them both…Patrick pouring every emotion into it…he silenced her fears, his mouth swirling with un-checked passion against her own, enticing her lips apart with breath taking ease before his hungry tongue plunged inside…

Tongues tangling Teresa somehow managed to wriggle out of her saturated panties and they were dumped unceremoniously on the floor…she wasn't waiting another second and Patrick followed her lead and dragged at his shorts, scything them over taught muscled thighs as their breath turned to gasps of exhilaration…giggling broke out as kisses turned sloppy as they fought for oxygen and fell over one another in their quest to be naked…there was no doubt about it, nothing about this had been planned.

For a few seconds they stilled, Jane taking her hands as he slowly reclined onto the enormous couch…Teresa still kneeling precariously on the very edge of the furniture as she allowed her gaze to wander, taking in every utterly delicious inch of her consultant…

He was all man…there was no denying it, he may not have been muscle-bound, swarthy and dark like Rigsby or compact and all action like Cho…Jane was rather soft around the edges if truth be told but…Holy Fuck! He was quite simply…perfection.

His body was taught, lithe and the kind you just wanted to bury yourself in…and never be rescued from…he had a stunningly comfortable chest, broad, golden, smattered with fine dirty blonde hair…but there was no getting away from his finest asset…something which was right that second rising from his liberally hairy groin with some menace…sending Teresa's hormones into an utter frenzy of lust…

Patrick Jane had a cock any woman would drop her panties for…a glorious eight inches of hard, utterly satisfying wood, arcing away from his stomach, swaying with masterful rigidity and Teresa's saturated needy pussy was almost begging her to simply impale herself and ride him until she couldn't see straight…

Patrick eyed his elfin-like superior with just as much hunger…never in his wildest, most filthy dreams up in the CBI attic on a long dark evening had he imagined seeing her naked…sure, he had imagined what went on beneath the sharp Don't mess with me work wear she favoured…hell! He'd even had one erotic fantasy about having her on his couch in the Bullpen…had envisaged peeling the zipper down on her black hip hugging Levi's and not even dispensing with the garment…No…he'd planned to dive in between the metal work and material and tongue her through her panties till she begged him for more, squealing like a girl…

But now here she was in all her female glory…her petite frame belying the pure woman she most certainly was…her breasts, a full, voluptuous handful…a gentle curve to her hips…her legs utterly divine, just perfect to wrap around his hips as he gave her what she so clearly craved…a good hard fuck…even the dainty dark strip of fluff which lead his desire filled eyes down between her thighs made him dizzy with need…and there was no mistaking her arousal…her nipples pierced the sultry fire glow between them…and there was the unmistakable scent of a woman…Patrick Jane was in no doubt that should he fulfil his fantasy and sent his tongue between her thighs…Teresa Lisbon would be hot, wet, tight…and ready for him.

He surprised her, abs crunching as he sat up, sending one of his arms around her waist, steadying her as she stumbled, straddling his thighs, following his lead until his golden curls were just below her chin and his soft, lush lips were at her throat…her nerves sparked into life, long dormant impulses stirred as he made contact….hitting every single pulse point, scoring a direct hit as he began to eat her alive…one juicy smooch followed the next…his mouth lingering longer until her skin burned…sinking between her breasts…feathering her aching flesh, Teresa utterly awash with desire…her head fell back, her fingers crunched through his curls…she saw stars…honest to god…there were fireworks behind her freakin' eyelids.

" Ohhhh my god…"! she whimpered, no grip on reality whatsoever as he nibbled his way to her left nipple, pulling at her skin until the peak crested, blood feeding the bloom he roused " Mmmmmmmmm…that feels sooooo good" she drawled, her voice now a gentle purr, music to Patrick's ears as he sent his tongue to soothe the throbbing bud beneath it…licking, slithering, demanding a reaction and when her back arched, pushing her breasts into his face, he realised that he'd lost none of his finesse…he switched his attention to the right nipple, this time allowing his warm fingers to cup both orbs…rolling her skin a little feeding his hungry mouth until he was feasting…

" AHHHHHHH YEEEAAAAH BABY…"! he growled a few seconds later…Teresa not wishing to go without had sneakily sought out Jane's towering erection and first contact was a fleeting, almost girlie stroke up his magnificent hard length…Just to check her eyes hadn't been deceiving her and she really was completely naked and about to do something so unthinkable with her incorrigible colleague,

" Oooohhhhh! You weren't kidding when you said you could rouse a towering boner…a beeeautiful erection…" she sassed, impersonating him perfectly as his lips ceased their ravishing for a few second and he chuckled,

" It usually depends on the object of my lust sweetheart…" she blushed coyly, emerald eyes twinkling enticingly,

" So…I really do have the power to rouse you"? his eyes closed momentarily as she rolled her palm around his entire girth and the sensation sent a fire storm from his balls to his glistening crown,

" Woman…you really do ask…Ohhh my god! You really do ask some silly questions" she giggled devilishly as she stroked, curling her palm to skim his engorged veins…

He matched her stimulation touch for touch…as she caressed his cock, Patrick's tender fingers smoothed the insides of Teresa's thighs, back and forth, a sensation soo tempting it made her a little dizzy and her body swayed, urging him to take those extra few centimetres, to send her into complete ecstasy…

His gravelly groans mingled with her hot sighs of pleasure as his fingertips slithered between her folds…she lost her mind to her desire…every stroke sent blood careering through her veins, her labia plump, throbbing needing even more…Jane pausing to encourage her thighs further apart and her mouth dropped open with a hastily squealed Oooohhhh Patrick! As he shuffled her upwards until her glistening pussy was positioned just above his face.

" I gotta do you…every which way Trea…I wanna taste you sweetheart, wanna feel your heat…" she found herself holding her breath…surely to god he wasn't gonna…Ohhh god…his breath, hot and scorching, sending shockwaves through her skin, closing in on her sex…Ohhh god! Patrick Jane gave head…he was gonna….

" Ohhhhhhhhhhhmiiiigod…Jaaaaaane…"! she cooed throatily as his tongue slithered the entire length of the juicy crevice between her thighs, her finger nails raked his scalp, eyes closed to wallow in a sensation so sublime, Teresa felt pretty certain it would never be matched.

His tongue swirled, delved, licked…probed, darting against her vulva, leaving it aflame…leaving Teresa panting, begging him for mercy…each foray a little deeper than the last, nudging at her hole, lapping at the molten juices.

She bucked hard into his face, simply unable to remain still, she heard him snigger at her impatience and his hands clamped to her hips to hold her in place as he feasted on her nectar…he sent her into orbit as he pressed the tip of his tongue into the hot, dark void at her centre…a sharp, heated gasp rang out swiftly followed by a Fuck Me! Her back arching gracefully to temper the surge of pure electricity that lit her up…

Her body writhed into every thrust, Patrick greedily tonguing her into submission, taking her to the very edge, her stomach muscles coiled, a heat so furious fizzing through her pelvis…closer and closer and closer, tiny fingers digging into his buffed shoulders, her thighs completely splayed as he traced his fingers against her engorged labia, tweaking her clit…his tongue sliding deeper, pulsing back and forth…faster, faster, faster…

The world ceased to turn, the heavens exploded before Teresa's eyes as she was engulfed by the most powerful climax she'd ever experienced…Patrick held her as she melted, her entire body in flames, pussy throbbing uncontrollably as she rode the waves of pleasure he'd bestowed…fearing she would never breathe unaided again…if he could do this to her, with his tongue and fingers she mused, he would probably kill her with his cock?