Teresa found herself, for the second time that evening, completely speechless. Despite Jane's admission that he was moving on with his life, a tiny corner of her mind had been certain that putting a new home together, would be monumentally difficult for him...but as her eyes swept over sumptuously cosy soft furnishings, she realised that there was so much more to the cocky over confident consultant who annoyed and aggravated her on a daily basis.
Patrick hung back a little, allowing his love to feel at home...he longed to explain to her that she was his inspiration now...His wife and his daughter would never leave his thoughts but he couldn't spend the next...infinite amount of years by himself, there was simply too much love in his soul...
Patrick Jane, despite his past, was the kinda guy who needed to be loved, wanted and cherished...and Teresa was the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with...the moment he climaxed deep inside her...he felt their souls mesh...she loved and understood him...but he knew she was gonna have questions, he knew she would need to know more...the difference now was, he was perfectly willing to share...
He'd realised a long time ago that her past had not been a bed of roses either, he knew she carried the scars of childhood, he knew she didn't trust easily, she had a huge heart but did not wish to risk sharing simply to either lose it, or risk having it trampled...This was why Patrick Jane knew Teresa Lisbon was his soul mate, they were so similar in so many ways, wired the same way fundamentally and he was utterly convinced that they could rebuild and repair one another together.
She turned back to him with a magical sparkle in the depths of her beautiful eyes...her smile was dazzling, he'd never seen her smile this way...ever! his pulse raced...he was the cause of her joy...all the trouble he caused her, the consternation...but tonight, he'd had the pleasure of turning her on, he'd given her the ultimate in human satisfaction...and now here she was, stood in the home he'd been building to share with her and she truly was happy.
Teresa felt giddy every time her eyes wandered over the fit, buffed torso before her...Jane lay, propped on his elbow, his sinfully lithe figure stretched gracefully out on the two inch thick sheep skin rug beneath them, the glow of the fire behind him giving him a truly god-like quality...she honestly felt like she was sat watching one of those afternoon theatre movies written by Danielle Steele or Judith Krantz...all desirous glances, Adonis-like leading men and heaving bodies glistening with perspiration
After grabbing snacks from the refrigerator and well stocked cupboards in the kitchen, they had decamped to the cosy rug spread before the roaring fire, peeling off the rest of their clothing apart from panties and boxer shorts, utterly comfortable with one another...and from that moment on she couldn't wrench her eyes from him...he was stunningly beautiful...it was incredible, she mused, what a smart suite could conceal?
Who would have thought he would be so exquisite? Patrick's eyes and smile had been the first attribute she had noticed from the second Minelli had introduced him, his smile alone caused her knees to wobble alarmingly...and much to her embarrassment within weeks of him joining the team...the mischievous twinkle coupled with the devastating smile had sent her scurrying to the sanctuary of her office to breathe out and then revel in the moist quivering between her thighs.
But the suits concealed so much more...powerful broad shoulders, dusted with cute freckles...a glorious sun kissed chest with a sprinkling of fine downy hair running down the valley in the centre...her heart tripped crazily each time his body flexed and his pecs rippled...his arms were perfectly defined and built for a protective cuddle...Ohhhh god...even his belly button was sexy and it lead her desirous gaze to the column of dirty blonde hair which travelled below the waist band of his figure hugging briefs...
Her mouth went dry and her skin a little clammy once again as she fixed on the juicy mound filling the material...Patrick didn't even need to be aroused to impress her...she felt her thighs prickle involuntarily as her skin inflamed...her pussy quivered as the sensation of his hard length darting back and forth engulfed her once more...
" Hey...what are you thinking..."? he questioned suddenly and she realised she had been mute for a good couple of minutes, staring, transfixed by him, recovering her wits she flashed him an impish grin,
" Oh now that's a first"?
" Huh..."? her eyes widened to all out innocent, her voice girlie,
" You mean to tell me...the legendary Patrick Jane...has no clue what I'm thinking right this second"? she challenged, bad move, a knowing smirk filled his face, could his eyes possibly sparkle any more than they were right now she mused before panicking a little more, why was he looking at her as if he could see her inside out?
" Ah well...since you put it like that my love...one thing I can tell you...and I don't need to read your mind to say this...You are completely aroused right now"! Teresa's mind went into a complete spin and her breath left her in one rapid puff, her cheeks sizzling indignantly,
" I...um...I'm...I'm not...how the hell could you possibly know that..."? she stammered to teasing laughter before Jane extended his index finger and after tenderly touching the tip of her cute snubbed nose...he traced it, tantalisingly down over her chin...grazing her neck until he reached her breasts and it was now patently obvious how he had surmised her arousal and that he was quite correct...both nipples stood to attention with annoying perkiness,
" You can deny it all you want my sweetness but...the eyes never lie" she instinctively whisked a cushion before herself, feeling momentarily foolish,
" Maybe...I'm cold huh...did you ever think of that..."? she fired back and he chuckled even more, reaching out to tuck a loose strand of silky dark hair behind her ears,
" Hmmmmm...no! I aint buying that..." he murmured nonchalantly, resting back on both elbows, displaying his magnificent frame to her lust filled eyes and there was no avoiding the glorious firm mound filling his briefs " If it was at all chilly in here...I don't think I would be laid here, with barely a stitch on...looking so god damn horny"? he ended with a stunningly sexy glance at Teresa's astonished face " C'mon...admit it...you were checking me out..."? he drawled, just adding to the sexual tension swirling between them as he drew his palm over his abs...knowing his audience was completely hooked, sloooowly his fingers trickled over fire warmed skin to the waist band of his shorts and he gave himself a truly luxuriant squeeze, her mouth falling open with a gasp at the sight of his rising erection being well and truly fondled " And your hot, luscious body is telling me...you want some more...of this"? he ended with a yet another firm stroke.
Teresa gulped, never having been with a man so in tune with his own sexuality, as Jane continued to massage his penis, with a firmly satisfying caress she grew moister by the second, he exhaled slowly, with every squeeze, lips parting as his balls began to pulse and his arousal overcame him...She had never seen anything quite as erotic, watching a man as beautiful as he was...pleasure himself...Ohh god! She couldn't deny herself a second longer.
" Stop..."! she cried sharply and his squeezing slowed to a gentle stroke, dewy aqua eyes turning to feast upon her, noting the blush in her cheeks and a desperation in her eyes,
" Why Tree...I'm afraid...I don't believe I can..."? he teased " Once I start something...I always aim to finish it..." a gloriously impish smirk tugged at the corner of her lips as her hand shot out to clasp his own, following the motions of his strokes,
" Stop that at once...that's an order"! she purred, her face so close to his own now, her breath warm across his cheeks, avoiding his lips until absolutely necessary " I do believe...as the Agent in charge here...It's my...my duty! To see to it..." her mouth pressed to his, sealing his pleasure with a gloriously slow kiss " That your rights are served to the highest...possible standards...Mr Jane...and if that means fucking you, till you come like a freight train...then so be it" she smokily, Patrick's eyebrows kinked saucily and he slowly raised a hand to cup her nearest cheek, drawing her lips to his once more, sparking an avalanche of desire as his own parted even further to draw her breath away.
Slowly they sank onto the fluffy rug, a tangle of fire lit limbs, warm hands sweeping over taught, sensitive muscles, all crying out for attention, slowly being brought to life by tongues darting beyond teeth, toying with one another, fondling greedily but unable to satiate their desires...the aching rhythm of their bodies as they began to ride one another with indecent lust, Teresa pushing her crotch into every hump, Patrick's thick, rock hard length now digging into her flesh with some intent...and his frantic panting, music to her ears, just more reassurance that she was finally with a man who wanted her...wanted every single inch of her...
Without further discussion or warning, his hand began to work her panties over her hips, she shuffled a little to allow him to discard them, returning the favour with his briefs and for a moment, they paused, simply to glory in the sight before themselves...
Patrick had never seen anything quite so exquisite as Teresa Lisbon naked...the woman may have been built like a pixie out of a long forgotten fairy tale but...she had to be the most desirable thing he'd ever seen...
Taught thighs, hips just wide enough for him to grasp whilst in the depths of his lust...the tiny dark runway of fluff drawing his eyes down between her thighs to where he knew she was hot, wet and ready to receive him...and then his eyes rose to her incredibly perky breasts...firm, proud and topped with juicy pink nipples, she still looked like a girl in the first flush of youth but had the air and experience of a woman at her sexual peak...and this, to Patrick, was probably the biggest turn on of all...he jumped suddenly a cry of surprise echoing around the room...his sexy superior was also very hands on, and right now, her hot little hands were busying themselves with his cock...
" Ooooh! You little Minx..."! he yelped as Teresa curled a palm around his shaft as it lolled against his tummy, marvelling at the strength of his erection and she flashed him a grin,
" Ohhh you know you want it..." she drawled sensuously as she surfed his entire length, rousing veins, muscles tightening with every caress, the eye at the centre of his bulbous glans opened and a slither of viscous pre-cum escaped...Patrick fell back on his elbows with a truly tortured groan,
" Woman...you are asking for it"!
" C'mon Jane...you know you wanna give me it...but I don't open my legs for a semi...I want you as hard as fucking nails when you sink this bad boy inside me..." even her words sent his pulse skittering, it was all he could do to hang on to his load as he watched her frisking her hand back and forth, guiding his length between her fingers, faster and faster and faster until he was roaring in blissed out agony, his back arching into every caress, Teresa shifted a little as Jane remained coiled, eyes closed, drowning in the sensations...a strangled moan scorched his throat as the next sensation he felt, was the silk of her lips pressing at his balls.
Her greedy tongue slithered all around both scarlet sacks, eating them up with a greedy suck into her mouth, her tiny hot tongue flicking mercilessly before letting them go with a slurp...using the very tip of her tongue she took it to the barely there strip of skin between his balls waggling back and forth to rouse his flesh almost sending Patrick into orbit...one hand grasping at the fur below him to anchor him to the floor, the other sinking into her tousled locks...
She repeated the action, liberally licking and smooching before treating his balls to luxurious kisses, her palm continuing to pump up and down his length, feeling his girth grow to the point of being painful...she rose a little and played her tongue up and down his main erectile muscle...loving the texture of his veined flesh beneath it...back and forth, each lick a little more luxuriant than the last...
His hips hitched even further the second he felt her hot breath on his glans...his eyes opened to witness the incredible sight of her mouth slowly sinking over the glistening dome, inch by minute inch, following the curve, pausing only as she reached the indent which encircled the most sensitive part of his manhood...she began to suck hard, the insides of her cheeks chaffing every tingling nerve...Patrick writhed even more, the urge to come almost too strong to deny, but she relieved the pressure a little by consuming a little more of his length, dainty fingers stroking his rigid shaft as she guided him deeper and deeper...before withdrawing, scorching lips pleasuring every straining inch before she went down on him again...and again...and again...to a growl of approval from her man, his fingers buried in her hair to temper the ache in his penis...
She paused for only a few seconds to mould her palms to his throbbing balls and Patrick's powers of restrain finally combusted...he wanted to be inside her, he didn't want to shoot his load anywhere else, well not this time anyway, he mused filthily and before she had chance to question him, his abs crunched and he sat up, taking Teresa by the shoulders and up ending her onto the sheepskin in a hail of giggles.
" Oh Mi God! Why is it...you always have to have...the last word"? she squealed as his hands masterfully swept her thighs apart, although they didn't need much persuading, his twinkling eyes lifted to survey the stunning site before him, mused hair, enormous tight nipples, sweet pink flesh glistening between her legs...Teresa Lisbon, looking utterly wanton, he crawled over her, his muscular frame dominating the space, resting on his elbows as his mouth hovered over her own,
" Ohh...I think...this maybe one statement...you might wanna commit to memory my love...in fact...even though I don't wish to blow my own trumpet...when I am done with you...I doubt you will ever...ever forget it"! he whispered heatedly before his mouth fell on her own...hot lips fusing, nipping playfully, opening up to one another as tongues slithered back and forth over moist lips, Lisbon couldn't remember ever being kissed in such a manner...Jane plundering her mouth, exploring voraciously, and when he retreated, they met, tangling erotically until electricity clattered up and down their spines " You didn't think...I was gonna allow such a phenomenal blow job go unrewarded did you..." he flattened his fingers and she quivered violently as he guided his digits gently between her labia...was it possible to die of pleasure? Teresa questioned.
She was so god damn lush he met no resistance at all, except a constant throb of need...her skin, scorching to the touch, his finger tips trickled tenderly, opening her up, probing, needing to learn every inch of her...the pad of his thumb located her clit, crimson, engorged...and as he began to caress...her sweet juice began to ooze he coated two very long, very elegant fingers and sent them straight inside her...Her cry of sublime pleasure filling the room, back arching into his invasion, thighs spreading even farther to give him easier access...
He treated her to the most gloriously rampant finger fuck she had ever experienced...her lush pussy contracting each time he plunged inside, faster and faster and faster until she was gasping frantically, not wanting to tumble over the edge too quickly, simply because nothing had ever felt so good before, trust Jane to be an expert at this too, his rhythm perfect, following the shape of her writhing body, twisting a little so his knuckles teased her walls as he thrust upwards...building his pace as Teresa raspily demanded he took her harder...and harder...and harder...stoking the fire until she could feel the full onslaught of climax in her tummy, muscles tightening in readiness...
Jane, knew she was close...he could see a rosy glow rising in the delicate skin blood gushing to feed a blistering orgasm...the unmistakably delicious female scent oozing from every pore...his head dipped inhaling his lover so deeply it made him dizzy before replacing his thumb with the hot, rough flat of his tongue...
" Ohhhhhhmiii god...Ohhhhhhhhhh god...Jane..."! she hollered, hips thrashing wildly into every lick, his fingers still buried deep in her pussy, thrusting over and over and over...her clitoris, being nudged and suckled and flicked at with pure greed...she began to soar, riding the growing wave of ecstasy, closer, closer...almost there...feeling it burst deep inside her...the room began to spin unnervingly, her head fell back, lips parted as a fire ripped through her very core...wave after wave of sheer pleasure wracked her body, Jane drawing his fingers back as Teresa went into orgasm...hot, sweet juice gushing unchecked from the small dark void beneath his lips, another agonised groan rang out as he slid his tongue between her vulva and devoured her, suckling, his fleshy upper lip stimulating her throbbing clitoris even more, until she came again for him in a flurry of frantic humps against his face...
Slowly, his movements stealthy and cat-like, Patrick rose once again...Teresa finally opened her eyes, a completely love sick grin on her flushed face and she giggled almost with embarrassment at her undoing, but the expression on his face, told her that he was experiencing the same emotions, the very same sensations...and ohhh god! He just looked delicious...his curls completely wayward...his skin glistening and her pulse tripled as her gaze skimmed down his stunning body and there rising from his luxurious snatch...eight inches of pleasure with her name on it.
His lips found her own waiting, swirling with gentle hunger, parting to allow his hot tongue to plunge inside, slithering enticingly against hers, tangling as they feasted on one another...Passion soared once more before Patrick drew away, nipping hungrily at the rosy pout he'd roused in Teresa's lower lip, feeling her smile, hearing her murmur her approval as she returned the lust...a gravelly groan rose from his throat...his balls began to tighten painfully, his shaft hanging between his thighs, taught, primed for action and it was almost as if she sensed his agony, a warm, dainty hand suddenly reached for his length...her grip feather light...her stroke utterly sensational...his lips wrenched clean away from her own...his head fell back with a strangled gasp...
" Ohhhhh mi god...Tree..." he whispered as his lips found her pixie ear lobe, teeth grazing ever so lightly " Ohhhhhhh god...that feels...soooooo fucking...good"! an impish giggle filled his ears,
" Ooooooh you like huh...how about..."? this time his pulse almost failed him as she cupped his balls, huge, heavy and throbbing against her palm, rolling them tenderly feeding more molten blood into his rigid length " Mmmmmmm...do you like that...my naughty...sexy...consultant...huh...do you want to bury your incredibly...hard...cock...deep inside...your horny as hell...superior..."? she tormented, voice dripping like honey and he broke into a sunshine grin,
" Seriously Lisbon..." hissed with deliberate sauce " You continue to fondle the CBI's greatest assets and you are in danger of...seriously...losing...YOUR EVIDENCE...JEEESUSSS! WOMAN... I'm gonna...I'm gonna come..."! he wailed to an absolute avalanche of filthy tittering before Teresa pouted royally and released his testicles,
" Awwwww oook ok! I'm sowwy...If I pwomise to behave...will you do me again"? she teased girlishly, mischief in the depths of her alluring stare and his beautiful green eyes glittered back at her,
" Oh you seriously think I can resist the inferno you got going on between your legs...spread em Agent..."! he demanded before sniggering " Fuck...I've always wanted to say that"!
This had to be a dream Teresa concluded as she was enveloped in a warm bear hug, the sound of giggling in her ears...the low, husky burr of Jane's voice filling her senses as he drew her back down onto the sheepskin rug...the heat...that blisteringly unbearable heat that she had heard about during sex...sex with the right man...a man she had always convinced herself she would never find.
But Patrick was so different to any other men she had met...he had driven her utterly crazy over the last eight years, and not in a good way at times...but there had been so many moments, time they had spent alone, usually out on cases, late night's at the CBI where neither had anywhere better to go...and she remembered watching him...so intently, marvelling at the grace of every movement...the hint of his body beneath his smart three piece suits, and she had to admit she'd sat there imagining him naked...sooo many times! Sooo many truly indecent fantasies...thoughts no superior should have about a colleague.
Hell, there had been one instant, she remembered as clear as day where she had found her eyes wandering as Patrick lounged on his old, slightly battered sofa in the bullpen...they'd shared dinner...a few beers and for some reason her eyes had been drawn surreptitiously down his torso...
She even remembered the blush that had streamed up her neck and into her cheeks as she fixed on his crotch, the fine material of his pants, straining over his genitals...her clit had started to throb so hard at the generous bulge under the fabric that the vibration caused her tiny bud to chafe her panties, not being able to tell if perhaps he was aroused? He'd sure as hell looked aroused to her, if he wasn't...her throat had gone dry, surely to god...he wasn't that impressive...now she knew that he was!
She also remembered her slightly hurried exit to the ladies rest room where she'd locked herself inside a stall and furiously fondled herself until she climaxed with luxuriant ease...and now here she was...just a few months later...naked, aroused and in the arms of Patrick Jane, the only man who could turn her on with the mere suggestion of his sexual prowess...
Patrick gazed down on the beauty below him, his head bowed, playing his lush tongue with some hunger against Teresa's nipples, feeling them harden against each lick...using the insides of his lips, he nipped, rousing the peaks to the point of explosion...anything to feel her body writhe beneath his own...anything to get a physical response, to know that she was right here with him, sharing something so incomprehensibly special...
His thighs, taught, positioned either side of her own...his rock hard shaft stroking back and forth over her satin skinned belly, his balls rolling over her mound, grazing her bush, enough to stimulate both sacks even further...she was ready...her nipples so engorged, her eyes filled with yearning...her gentle voice begging him...
" Patrick...I need you...don't make me wait...I need you so bad..."!
" C'mere..." he husked, the muscles in his biceps crunching as he began to gather her up, Teresa's eyes saucer like, wondering where this was going...but more instruction followed...tenderly whispered into her ear " Come to me baby...gonna have you ride me till we both see stars...spread your thighs, sit across my lap...don't worry...I got you..." her heart skittered crazily...sex had always been sex...she'd be pinned to a bed...pussy open...a couple of humps from a totally inadequate excuse for a cock and that was that...Patrick Jane...was a sexual connoisseur...and Teresa Lisbon had been waiting all of her adult life to be treated like a Princess between the sheets...she mentally giggled...or anywhere else for that matter.
With her arms wound around his fabulous shoulders, their eyes fixed on one another...Teresa slowly raised her hips, Patrick as promised, cocooned her in his arms allowing her enough space to guide his slippy glans to her entrance, her lustrous heat cloaked his tip...her vulva parting to allow him to slip inside...the electric fizz of penetration as her pussy gaped, juices oozed to lubricate his passage as she slowly began to eat him up...
Her breath came in a slow, wavering whisper against his shoulder...inch, by solid inch she took him, her flesh welcoming, her walls rippling to accommodate his girth...Teresa never feeling such satisfaction before...Patrick closing his eyes to savour every second before she began to lean back in his embrace...giving him the most glorious view of her body...perfect, lush breasts, nipples jutting out into the firelight...and she began to move, he momentarily tore his gaze from her face to watch his cock slowly appear as she drew her walls back up his length almost to the point of exit before gliding back down to take his again.
It was utterly breathtaking...watching as she built her speed, found her rhythm...his hands clutching at her shoulder blades as she began to ride him...faster and faster and faster and Patrick found him guiding her...angling her hips so he could meet each hump, his own beginning to push back faster, faster, faster...Jeeeze! nothing could ever feel this good...her voice in his ears...low, girlie...begging him for more...her pelvis swaying now, walls humming with the friction between their flesh...squeezing his darting length, taking him to her core...ravenous for more.
She pushed at his shoulder, catching Patrick completely by surprise, a cry rang out and then sniggering as he grasped at her buttocks...still furiously pumping back and forth as their lovemaking turned molten, in a tangle of limbs, his penis still surging inside her he was tumbled onto his back, Teresa's tousled hair spilling around her breasts and shoulders as she readjusted herself and he was temporarily winded as she crouched over him, finding his mouth, sweeping his lips apart to kiss him with unquenchable desire before finding her pace again humping furiously...
Their agonised cries filled the room...each thrust took Patrick deeper, took them both closer to release, his hands left her surging buttocks and lifted to cup her bouncing breasts, Teresa quite grateful because the ache needed soothing...he sent even more sparks flying as he moulded his hands to both perfect mounds, thumbs skimming her nipples, her head falling back in pleasure...
He summoned up what little strength he had left, Teresa was gathered against his white hot chest and turned over...Patrick whisking her legs over his hips, she eyed his gloriously hard rod...her pussy quivering, begging it's return and as he stooped to take her mouth once again, plunging beyond her teeth into the depths of her mouth...he swallowed her cry of utter ecstasy as he sent his cock straight back into her pussy in one sloooow unhindered drive...
This time there was no mercy, they began to fuck, there was no other way to describe their actions, her hands wandered all over his slicked back, feeling his body heaving manfully into every thrust, his buttocks clenching...relaxing...clenching as he humped over and over again...her legs clasped at the ankles behind his butt...urging him on, urging him deeper, craving his cum...hot, slippy bodies...locked together in the most primal human act...
Breathing was now impossible...the air filled with choked gasps for oxygen, hushed whispers, Lisbon begging for release...Jane's promising her the world...faster and faster and faster...his balls thumping into her butt, her breasts grazing his chest as he rode her with abandon...the tell tale tingling erupting in every nerve from their toes...igniting their thighs, the coil of climax tightening in the pits of their tummies...Jane's eyes flew open...his cock surging against Teresa's tender clenching walls...she heard his breath fail him, opening her own eyes just in time to see his eyes fill with wonder...
In a split second the world tumbled from underneath them both...the fire finally exploded...Patrick clutching Teresa to himself as he began to climax...the first spurt so deliberate...his knob sinking into her core, triggering her own release...she cried out his name...so full of feeling, her emotions shot as her pussy convulsed wildly against his ejaculation, seizing at his white hot penis...wave after wave of delicious hot semen gushed from his glans...
Teresa's screwed her eyes shut as the room began to spin and she came again...milking even more juice from his cock, his length still riding back and forth deep inside her...her fingers sank into his glorious damp curls, his lips feasting on her breasts, suckling each bud, marvelling at the sweetness in her skin as he basked in the glory of such a powerful climax, still feeling his shaft quiver...he slowly lifted his hips to withdraw and chuckling broke out as the friction of pulling out of her pussy caused another climax...cum spilling over onto Teresa's crotch in hot sticky reams...
" Ooops..."! he murmured with charming embarrassment at the mess he was creating, but a lazy, sensual smile curled her lips,
" Don't you dare...apologise..." she berated gently and he smirked boyishly at her,
" All my powers of self control appear to be wasted on you...my love"! Teresa reached up to curl an arm around his neck, drawing Patrick back down on top of her,
" Eight years I have waited for proof that you are in fact a fully functioning...living...breathing man...this is my proof" he gave her a slightly baffled frown,
" What...having my seed all over your crotch"?
" Mmmmmmhmmm...and believe me, now your mine...I want your cum...all over me Patrick Jane...at every single opportunity we get" his eyebrows kinked saucily,
" Ohhhh really..."?
" Absolutely..."
" What...even during office hours"? she favoured him with a slow, deep kiss, her dainty tongue dancing around his own before she drew back again,
" Mmmmmmmmmmm...definitely...",
" So umm...how will I know you require my cum"? she considered this momentarily, eyes twinkling with devilment,
" Ooh...do you think we need a signal"? he chuckled merrily before returning her kiss,
" Mmmmm...no my love...I think I will know when you want me"?
" Er...how so...Jane! I do hope you're not insinuating that I can be quite unprofessional at work...I...I've wanted you for months and months...you never acted upon it...so I cannot be that obvious"? she challenged and Patrick just looked even smugger,
" Ohhhh you do Tree...believe me you do"!
" How so..."! she gasped,
" You fiddle with your belt..."
" Pah! That's where I keep my badge...my cuffs and my gun for Christ sake"! she scoffed as his lips nuzzled at the humming skin under her ears stifling her argument,
" Mmmhmmm...but you shoot me a glance...then you touch the buckle on your belt...it's a dead giveaway babe...it draws my eyes straight to your crotch...Oh, and don't think I've not noticed you staring at my groin..." her eyes boggled, embarrassment flooding her entire body as she went to refute this, despite knowing it was a total lie,
" I...I...I do not! I would never...that's so unprofessional...why would I do...that"! Patrick lay beside her guffawing with laughter,
" Ohhhh me thinks you protest too much...c'mon...admit it...you've been lusting after my penis for months...taking sneaky glances when I'm laid out on the sofa, I'll let you into a secret huh...I sit with my thighs apart...just so you will look"! he ended with a saucy wink...which caused another gasp of astonishment and a playful slap to the butt " Ooooh pain...hurt me! hurt me agent Lisbon..."! he tormented to a hail of giggling.
Teresa lay in blissful surrender, her tired muscles uncoiling, aided by the sublime warmth all around herself...Patrick's arm around her waist, cuddling her into his chest, his breath warm against her shoulder...her dainty fingers trickling comfortingly back and forth over the fine golden hairs coating his tanned forearm...she couldn't contain her sigh of satisfaction and felt him shuffle closer, ever attentive, dropping a flurry of teasing kisses on her naked shoulder.
" Mmmmmmhmmmm...I don't care how many times you tell the world your really not psychic...you have nooo psychic powers..." a pause followed as Patrick's eyes opened, a smirk curling his lips as they feasted on the tingling skin under her ear
" You have to be! You knew exactly when to come to me...to tell me how you felt...and...dear god alive! You sure as hell knew how to turn me on...You are a magician Patrick Jane...and you have magic in your fingertips..." her voice lowered as sleep began to overcome her " And in your...hot lips...and your...your incredible hard...cock...I wanna be under your spell...forever" she mumbled to even more kisses,
" Your wish...is my command sweetheart...This is one magician who doesn't plan to do anymore disappearing tricks...I promise to hang up my wand once and for all" she began to giggle again,
" Awwwww no! Don't do that...I kinda like your magic wand...kinda like it buried deep inside me..." she drawled suggestively to a gasp of sheer delight as Patrick lifted up onto an elbow to glance over her shoulder...finding the most adorable smirk on her lips,
" Ohhhh really..."? shuffling followed as she turned over to face him, eyes aglow with unmistakeable lust,
" Yes really...now...what are the magic words"?
" Ma...magic words...for what"?
" What's the magic word to get your magic wand...very...very hard again"? realisation flooded his handsome face,
" Meh! No need for magic words Lisbon...I think Take me again Patrick...will suffice"?
The End