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A/N: Thanks to the reviewers for keeping me going. Thanks to 2Harts, dwparsnip and Varda for support.

Definition for non-hockey fans: A hat trick is a hockey term for a player scoring 3 goals in a game.

Rodney had been prepared for everything when he planned the evening. He had a change of clothes, which he had hoped to need some time the next day, and had even stolen Jennifer's overnight bag from the infirmary. He hurried to the bathroom to clean up and change. The irate physicist then called on the earwig he had taken out of his bag to the alternate control room.

"This is McKay, what the hell is going on in the tower?"

Jennifer could see Rodney trembling with anger. She had seen all the effort he put into making their night perfect and her heart went out to him. The CMO understood the call of duty and the fact that Atlantis really could not survive without its Head of Science and Research. It was impossible to hide the sigh that escaped her lips, however. Rodney was listening to whoever answered on the other end and gave her a half smile.

"Where the hell is Zelenka!" he screamed as he walked toward Jennifer.

"Have him call me as soon as he gets a chance. Tell him I'm on my way to the ZPM room now."

The beautiful, young doctor smiled at her handsome would-be lover. "I guess we'll have to continue this after you've saved the City, again."

"Jennifer, I would never leave…"

"Rodney, I understand. Really, I do. Probably better than most." She cut him off.

"I really don't deserve you, but you already know that, don't you?" Rodney said reaching out to pull the gorgeous woman into his arms. She slipped her arms around his waist and leaned up pressing a kiss to his lips. "Argh, no. I need to go. If you touch me again… screw Atlantis."

Jennifer laughed and gave him a quick squeeze. "Better go save the day."

By midnight, Rodney McKay was almost hauled up on charges by Mister Woolsey. The angry man had almost bodily thrown one of his staff members off the balcony outside the ZPM room when he discovered this particular subordinate nearly caused the depletion of the ZPM.

"I admit I don't have time to screen every shit-for-brains that gets sent here, because they usually kissed the ass of some IOA hot-shot and I have more important things to do than fight with the IOA. I can assure you after this fucking moron is sent back, I won't let anyone step foot in my city without their grades from elementary school," he fumed to Zelenka, Woolsey and Sheppard. It was Sheppard and Zelenka who had to drag an incredibly strong McKay down the corridor to this small lab where Woolsey came to chew him out.

All three men raised their eyebrows. None of them had heard McKay swear like that. It was something John had noticed early on in Atlantis; none of the City's genius swore like the soldiers when things went wrong. The Colonel had asked McKay about it and the super genius said swearing was for simple-minded people who did not have a better vocabulary. The words McKay used to describe Doctor Nugent were pretty simple.

He must be pretty wound up. Perhaps we interrupted something… John did not finish the thought before his lips curled up in a grin and his eyebrows rose remembering when he interrupted Rodney about a month ago. Keller and McKay. It's always the quiet ones.

"Doctor McKay, I recognize the gravity of what almost happened, but you are the Head of Research and physical violence against a subordinate will not be tolerated. You are going to have to apologize to him before you fire him," Woolsey said after taking a deep breath. He and the astrophysicist butted heads routinely, but even the administrator could tell his chief scientist was particularly on edge this evening.

"Like hell. He almost left Atlantis defenseless without its ZPM," McKay growled at Woolsey.

"Rodney, I know you want to kill him and you have every right, but you do know you can't actually… kill him?" his CO interjected to keep Rodney from fighting with Woolsey.

The smartest man in two galaxies just glared at both of them and looked at Zelenka for some assistance.

"Rodney is correct. Doctor Nugent could have destroyed not only the ZPM, but the power surge could have passed through the entire distribution system including the naquadah generators," the Czech added. He was as upset with Doctor Nugent as Rodney and had been busy screaming at the man before their supervisor arrived. Since Radek and Rodney were in agreement, there was nothing for Woolsey to do other than the paperwork.

Jennifer had told Rodney that she would head back to her quarters after using the bathroom. She went to the bathroom with every intention of leaving their private oasis, but got sidetracked by her own curiosity when she saw the bathtub. Looking around, she noticed unlit candles, a couple bottles of bubble bath, lotions, and two matching bathrobes hung on the wall near the tub. Rodney did all this? Jennifer's heart leaped in her chest at the image of Rodney sending an e-mail for all this stuff to his sister. What if that e-mail got intercepted? How would she ever face his sister when they finally met?

Leaving the bathroom, she went into the bedroom area. It was separated by a screen similar to what you find in the Orient. Once she walked around the barrier, she stopped and stared. Before her was a large bed made up with dark blue silk sheets surrounded by at least twenty candles. The young woman from Chippewa Falls had never slept on silk sheets before. She actually only had one silk blouse, which cost her a small fortune when she bought it during graduate school. The effort and expense Rodney put into this evening shocked her.

He did all this for me. That simple thought brought tears to her eyes. At that moment, she vowed she would never doubt Rodney's love for her nor let anyone else question his basic goodness again. Not because of all the material items, which were quite substantial. The necklace, dress, and silk sheets were more expensive than any gifts she ever received in her life. No, she was certain he loved her because of the time he sacrificed getting this ready and the risk of discovery he faced. Imagining Rodney explaining to Woolsey what he had done in the suite was so outrageous, she could not fathom it.

Waiting her entire life for someone to love her and finding him in the middle of another galaxy was surreal. She ran her hand over the silk sheets getting caught up in erotic thoughts of what they were going to do in that bed. A smile, which turned into a grin, spread across her face. Feeling giddy like a teenager with her first crush, she turned and fell backwards onto the bed. The feel of the silk against her exposed skin sent sensations through her. She pulled off her nylons to allow her legs to feel the silk, wrapped a sheet around herself, snuggled into the pillows and fell asleep with dreams of Meredith Rodney McKay.

Once Woolsey agreed to let McKay go without having to grovel to Doctor Nugent, he headed straight to Jennifer's quarters. He really did not want to have their first time on an uncomfortable military-issue bed, but he could not keep from making love to her any longer. Unless of course, she doesn't want to anymore. You did just lose it when she rubbed against you. Her only time was with some pig that only wanted to get off and you basically did the same thing. Oh shit. If I screw this up… He increased his pace to almost a run as her quarters neared.

After pounding on the door like a desperate man, which he was, Rodney tried to think of where she could have gone. The infirmary? No, there was no medical emergency because of the power outage. Maybe she never left? Thinking of her sleeping with her pale skin and light hair bathed in moonlight laid out on dark sheets caused him to hardened instantly and head to the transporter at record speed.

When he entered the room, he noticed the lights were still off except for the bathroom. Maybe she was in the bathtub. Another wave of intense desire shot through him. Taking a deep breath he looked into the bathroom to find it empty. Turning, he headed toward the screen dividing the bed from the rest of the room. His breathing and heart stopped at the image before his eyes. There were a few candles lit around the bed, but the moonlight falling across Jennifer provided most of the illumination. Her golden hair framed her head like a halo and a sweet smile was on her face.

Swallowing hard and taking a deep breath, he removed his jacket and shoes sitting gently on the bed next to the sleeping woman. His hand was shaking as he reached to run it through her silky hair. Jennifer shifted slightly so she was now lying on her side. The sheet slid down to reveal that she was still wearing the dress. She must have fallen asleep after I left.

The intense feeling of love for this woman that went through Rodney was more than he could take as he felt his eyes stinging. Deciding that she deserved to sleep, he got up, removed his pants and slid under the sheet next to her, trying to wrap his arms around her without waking her. Silently reciting Pi in his head to control his arousal, he pulled her against him.

Jennifer's dream felt too real all of a sudden. There were arms around her; one under her head and the other wrapped around her waist. Her eyes opened and her breathing hitched. Rodney returned. All sleep left her as the thought registered so she shifted onto her back to look at him.

"I'm sorry I woke you," Rodney said softly. He shifted so his left arm was propping himself up and his right hand moved from resting on her stomach to his side. "You looked so peaceful."

"That was fast. Did Sheppard hold a gun to your head?" Jennifer said blushing.

"I have a new motivation. Getting back to you," he said as he leaned forward to press a gentle kiss to her lips.

That was all Jennifer needed to spring into action. She slid her arms around his neck and pulled him down. The startled scientist ended up with his upper body lying on top of hers. Deepening the kiss immediately, Jennifer moaned as Rodney's tongue began the exploration of her mouth in earnest. Rodney's hand slid through her hair first. Then his hand started a trek down her cheek, along her jaw, over her ear, down her neck, over her shoulder, hooking the strap on her dress and tugging it down her arm. That incredible hand then traced back up her arm and across her upper chest, pushing under the dress to stroke her left breast through the fabric of her bra. She arched her back and moaned loudly into his mouth.

Rodney had come to love the sounds she made when they were being intimate. He had memorized every one and thought of them when he was getting upset or losing his temper. Tonight was the first time that he could not drown out his anger with thoughts of her because of the seriousness of what that idiot did. The cry he heard when he first touched her breast set his body on fire. What is it going to sound like when she finally has an orgasm? That thought had Rodney reaching around behind her to quickly unhook her bra and unzip her dress.

Jennifer was aware of Rodney shifting on top of her and his hands moving beneath her back. She arched her chest forward to rub against him trying to relieve some of the pressure within her breasts and experience the shot of pure pleasure she felt when his thumb was brushing over her nipple. After what felt like an eternity, the doctor realized the super genius was having trouble. A laugh erupted within her and could not be disguised as anything but laughter.

Rodney pulled back from the woman he loved and glared at her. "Laughter was not really a response I was going for tonight."

"Sorry. But, I thought you were a mechanical engineer," she continued giggling. "Who would have thought a zipper would cause the Great Rodney McKay so many problems?"

"Very funny. The angle makes it difficult. That's all," he tried to inject some anger into his voice but the sound of Jennifer's laughter was a sound he had filed away long ago to make him happy. "Here, sit up and turn around." The amused physician did as he asked and turned her back so he could work at the zipper.

"See, there's this clip thingy at the top."

"Clip thingy? I'm not sure that's what it's called," Jennifer choked on the last word as she felt her bra unhook as well as the zipper begin to lower. "Hey. I never said anything about releasing the bra."

"Figured while I was back here, I'd kill two birds with one stone." Rodney was pleased with himself for being one step ahead of her. Seeing the bare expanse of her back, he leaned forward and kissed the base of her neck and began kissing and nipping his way down her spine as he pushed the zipper down.

Jennifer was clutching the dress to her chest and shocked as she felt his breath on her neck. When she felt his lips and tongue moving down her back, she cried out as a shaft of liquid heat flashed through her body causing wetness to form between her legs. His hands pushed the straps down her arms and then came to rest at her waist when he was done with the zipper. His mouth and tongue were still blazing a heated bath across her back, over her shoulders and finally to her neck.

"Rodney," she gasped trying to turn around to see his face and to kiss him again.

Rodney allowed her to turn and noticed she still clutched the dress to her chest. "Jennifer, are you sure you want to do this? Of course, I'll stop whenever you want me to, but it will be… harder in a short while." Because he loved her, he'd stop if he was already inside her and she wanted him to. I hope I don't have to try that.

"Yes, I do. It's just…" she blushed red as she paused.

"Just what?" Rodney was trying to get his breathing under control. The sight of Jennifer with hair messed up, swollen lips and desire written on her face was almost too much for him to take. She is the most beautiful woman in the universe. What does she have to be self conscious of? The forgetful man then closed his eyes and shook his head. "I'm sorry, Jennifer. I forgot that you never really did this before." He stroked his hands up and down her arms.

"No. I've never been naked in front of a man before. He tried to pull my dress off, but I was too nervous, so he gave up. He only wanted to..." Jennifer felt shame at allowing herself to be used. How stupid could I have been? Of course he didn't care for you; he didn't spend any time getting you aroused.

Rodney saw something that looked like shame in her eyes. Quickly pulling her against him and wrapping his arms around her, he thought hard of the right thing to say. "Jennifer. You know I love you, right?" Fear of her rejection was still present. To allow another human being to have so much power over him was the most frightening experience he ever had.

Jennifer pulled back and looked into his face. His eyes were wide with fear. How can he think I don't love him? "Yes, I know you love me and I love you. It's still… different to be naked with someone. I've never been in love before and never done this… part of sex."

Rodney let out a sigh and smiled. "You are the most gorgeous woman I've ever seen and as far as I am concerned the most perfect in the universe. You should never be afraid of showing you body off. To me that is. Not to anyone else. Because I don't want to share you."

Jennifer laughed again. "Don't worry about that. I haven't been able to think about another man since I met you." The conversation became serious again as the enormity of what she said sank in.

"Oh Jennifer, I've waited my whole life for you," he pulled her to him and kissed her breathless. During the passionate kiss, her hands slid over his chest and around his back. Once the cotton of his t-shirt brushed against her exposed breasts, she caught her breath. They appeared to both realize the dress fell to her waist at the same time. Rodney pulled back slightly so he could look into her eyes. A silent message speaking of love passed between them. Remembering all Rodney did for her gave Jennifer the courage to lean back from the man she loved. Her eyes never left his.

For once the normally clueless man understood what this meant. As he looked at her full breasts exposed to his eyes for the first time, a look of adoration crossed his face. Since Jennifer had not taken her eyes off his, she noticed the look immediately. As if in slow motion, he hands moved from her shoulders down to cover both of her breasts. The feel of his slightly roughened hands on her breasts caused tremors to pass through her body. She bit her lip to keep from crying out.

"Rodney, I love you." She managed to say as his hands moved lower, allowing his thumbs to stroke over her nipples. Her breathing was getting shaky and she felt a strange sensation building between her legs. Rodney leaned forward to kiss her and push her gently back onto the bed.

Removing his hands from her breast and pulling back to tug his t-shirt off resulted in a cry of anger from the responsive woman. Rodney could never remember a woman reacting this way to him only touching her breasts. All the cries and whimpers from Jennifer were feeding his ego with regard to his ability to please her. Leaning down to kiss her, he moaned himself as he felt her hardened nipples brush against his bare chest. His right leg fell between hers and his arms came down on either side of her to frame her upper body while his hands slid behind her back coming up to hold her shoulders. A particularly long moan issued from Jennifer. Rodney felt her wiggling against his leg. The feel of her smooth legs moving around his caused him to press against her center a little harder with his thigh. Looking at her face, he saw pure joy. Her eyes were closed, her head was thrown back and she clutched his shoulder with her hands. Rodney leaned down to kiss a path from her mouth down her neck and over her chest. He raised his head to look at her full breasts before leaning down to capture her left breast in his mouth. His tongue licked around her nipple while his left hand moved to stroke and pluck at her other breast. He moved his mouth to the other breast and felt her lifting off the bed. He pressed down harder with his leg between hers.

Jennifer had been a physician for many years and studied medicine a long time before that. If someone told her she could have an orgasm from someone kissing her breasts she would have laughed, but there was no mistaking the sensations she was feeling. To increase them, she shifted against Rodney's leg; trapping it between hers as she lifted her hips. That incredible feeling of total release filled her causing a scream of Rodney's name as she nearly passed out panting for breath.

To say Rodney was shocked would have been an understatement. He had no idea what was coming when he felt her wiggling beneath him. He thought she was getting more comfortable while he teased her breasts with his mouth. "Wow," he was humbled by the realization that he brought her to completion by only kissing her breasts. Jennifer's eyes were open but not quite focused yet.

"Love… you. Never… imagined…" she struggled to make sense.

Seeing the look on her face and hearing her scream his name made him realize he must not have ever brought a woman to orgasm before. The thought should have upset him, but he did not care. There was never a woman before Jennifer. "I guess I never caused a real one before."

As the meaning of Rodney's words registered in Jennifer's brain, she reached to pull him close. He never gave a woman an orgasm before? How is that possible? "You must have been with some pretty lousy women."

"It doesn't matter. Nothing before tonight matters. For either of us," Rodney stared into her beautiful face and smiled the cocky grin he got when he saved the day. "At least I know I'm not the only one with a quick release," he laughed out the last part.

"Don't get too cocky, Meredith." She laughed as well and they hugged each other with Rodney leaning most of his body over hers. When they pulled back to look in each others face, they shared a silent look that only lovers shared. It said, I want you. When their lips met, there was a sense of urgency that was not there before. Both of them seemed to realize that the love they share could be expressed physically resulting in a bond neither would ever break.

"I love you, Jennifer," Rodney spoke against her neck as he kissed his way back to her breasts.

"I love you, Rodney," her breathing was getting erratic again because his hand was also heading down her body over her hip and onto her bare thigh. She began to move her hands; burying one hand in his hair while the other moved down his back to run into the top of his boxers.

The slow licking and tugging on Jennifer's breasts and the stroking of her thigh was eliciting the most wonderful sounds from the woman he loved. Rodney felt like he was making music with Jennifer as his instrument. The passion he never displayed while playing the piano in his youth came out while he made love to her. His hand lightly caressed her leg, each time sliding further around and further up. When his thumb encountered her panties, she jerked in his grasp.

No one had ever touched as much of her body as Rodney and she still had her panties on with the dress wrapped around her waist. The thought of having him touch her where she was wet and throbbing was enough to cause her to moan. His hands that flew over a keyboard or quickly rewired a jumper where performing magic, stroking and caress her. Her breasts ached when his mouth and hands abandoned them to slide lower on her body. On hand was stroking up and down her thigh while the other moved toward her waist.

As his kisses moved lower on her stomach, Rodney encountered the last of her clothing. He lifted his head to look at her face. The love and desire mirrored in her eyes drove caused him to grab her dress and pull it along with her panties down her legs before she could object.

The cool air hit her now naked body like cold water. She sat upright on the bed only to encounter the gentle hands of her lover.

"Sorry to startle you, but I didn't want you to be too self-conscious," Rodney said in a surprisingly calm voice. The sight of her naked body took his breath away, but Jennifer's fear cooled him down. His erection still pressed against his boxers begging to be released, but the desire to make love to her and ensure she enjoyed it was much greater. As soon as I'm inside her I won't last long.

Kissing her deeply and gently pushing her back on the bed, he ran his hands lightly down her body. Rodney had never performed oral sex on a woman before. His knowledge of it was from porn, which was not the best source. Being a genius, he knew the mechanics of it. This incredible woman pushed any uncertainty he had aside. Knowing it was supposed to be extremely satisfying to a woman, Rodney decided to try. Hearing Jennifer scream his name earlier already boosted his ego to record heights.

"You are so beautiful," Rodney said between kisses that he rained down on her face and neck. Moving slowly down her body with his tongue and mouth performing their magic, her sudden shock at being naked gave way to pleasurable sensations once again. His hands were moving lower and the anticipation was building. The frustrated woman was in a state of pure pleasure and aching need. The throbbing between her legs was almost painful. Now I know how Rodney feels. That thought made her do something she never imagined she was capable of. Sliding her right hand down his back and quickly under the elastic of his boxers, she heard a sharp intake of breath from Rodney. Smiling at the power to affect him, she slid her hand between them while still under his boxers and touched his aroused flesh. It was hot, full, and slick. The empowered woman used her other hand to pull Rodney's head up from her stomach so she could see his reaction. His handsome face had a stunned expression; eye closed, perspiration glistened in the moonlight and lips parted. The cries coming from Rodney increased the size of her own ego.

"I think you need to lose these boxers," Moving her hands she pushed the boxers down his legs and snagged them with her foot.

The physicist could not breathe. The feel of Jennifer's soft hand surrounding his extremely hard member almost pushed him over the edge, again. He knew he needed to remember something about pies. Cherry? App … A cry came out of his very soul as an intense wave of pleasure shot through him caused by the tightening and stroking of her hand. Another wave was building and he took every ounce of strength, which was not much, to push her hand away as he collapsed on top of her.

"Jen… Jennif… Jennifer," he finally gasped out her name. The sensations of her naked body pressed against his own did not help clear his mind. Pi. Constant. 3.1 "I… need… Ah."

Jennifer could not speak at the moment because the feel of his body covering hers was so new, so intimate that it took her breath away. Her hands came to settle against his chest with his settling on either side of her trying to take some of his weight off of her body. Their combined heavy breathing and trembling showed how much this affected both of them. Staring into each other's eyes, they saw love and adoration on the other's face. Smiling, they leaned toward each other to kiss once again enjoying the sensation of skin rubbing over skin.

Getting some of his faculties back, Rodney realized Jennifer, who was supposed to be shy and insecure, seemed to have picked up some confidence and was ready to experiment. Not this time. I am going to make love to her the right way if it kills me. Resolving to keep himself in check and out of range of her deadly grip, he proceeded with his previous course of action. Quickly he kissed a path down her body before she could touch him again. Sliding his hand over her hip and down her leg, Rodney enjoyed the feel of her skin. She was warm, smooth and soft in all the right places. He slid his other arm around her waist. Looking up at her and seeing her staring at him with love on her face gave him the last bit of motivation he needed.

"I love you," he said smiling at her.

Jennifer might be inexperienced, but she was not clueless. Rodney had been slowly working his way down her body, kissing and licking as he went. His amazing hands were stroking her causing feelings she never felt before. When he paused to look at her face, she had an idea what was coming, but the feel of his lips on her inner thigh caused her to scream once again. Oh God. Is he really going to...?

"Ahhh," she cried out as she felt hot breath on her throbbing flesh. The next sensation was rough, which was not expected. Another cry issued from her as she recognized the feel of a slightly calloused finger rubbing around her opening and on her clit. "Rod-ney! I…" At the first feel of his finger sliding into her, she began shaking. When his tongue first flicked over her sensitized flesh, she jumped up only to be held down by his arm and weight on her legs. Stroking. Licking. Suckling. Those three things were sending sensations through Jennifer that she never felt before. If the orgasm she had from his kissing her breast was great, the build up to this one meant it would be indescribable. The pressure of his finger on the nerves inside her and the feel of his tongue and mouth on her clit was enough to cause her to pass out. The first wave of release had her moan. The second caused her to cry out and squeeze her legs tightly around his head. The third had her lifting off the bed screaming his name. The fourth had her almost passed out and panting like a dog.

The most arrogant man on Atlantis could barely keep himself from pumping his fists in the air and shouting out in joy. "That was more incredible than the last time," he said as he slid up her trembling body.

Wanting to kiss her but realizing she might find it disgusting, he slid his arms around her back and cradled her head to his shoulder. A content sigh escaped him as he enjoyed the feel of her breasts and naked body pressed against his. His throbbing hard-on poked against extremely wet flesh reminding him that there was still more work to be done.

"Are you going to survive? I just might try for a hat trick but I have to warn you I am not going to last much longer."

"Uh. What?" Jennifer's voice was barely loud enough for him to hear.

"I said I'm never letting go and we are going to do this many more times," Rodney said grinning like a fool.

"Is that a proposal?"

Jennifer's question brought him out of his humorous attitude. Her beautiful brown eyes were staring at him, but she was unreadable at the moment. Feeling a moment of insecurity, which he quickly pushed aside, he spoke rapidly, "Not tonight. I mean. I would love to, but I think I should at least meet your Dad and you should meet Jeannie."

"Are you serious? You want to propose to me? Someday?" Jennifer could not believe her ears. He wants to marry me?

"Absolutely," Rodney did not pause before answering. This was the woman he was going to spend the rest of his life with. "I knew you were my perfect match the moment I met you. I was just too scared."

"I love you so much," Jennifer said pulling his head down to kiss him deeply. Rodney was startled because he imagined that he still tasted like her. The thought that it did not concern Jennifer seemed kind of 'hot' to him. The aching of his arousal reminded him of their current situation.

Shifting slightly so he was fully between her legs, he was overcome by the sensation of her heated flesh pressed against him. Feeling Jennifer gasp into his mouth and press herself against him, almost put him out of control. Pulling back from her so he could look into her face, he took a deep breath.

"Are you ready?" He really wanted to make sure she wanted this. "I don't want this to be bad for you. I imagine it could be uncomfortable again after all this time."

"I love you and I want you," Jennifer whispered, trying to tug his head down to keep kissing him.

"I want to see your face," A calm spread over Rodney as he realized the enormity of what they were about to do. Shifting to prop himself more fully on his left arm, he slid his right hand down her body watching the expressions on her face change from expectant to joy to ecstasy when his hand stroked her heated flesh one last time to prepare for his entry. Positioning himself outside her opening, he held his breath locking their eyes together and pushed forward gently. The feeling of her softness surrounding him was incredible. Her eyes widened as he was sure his did as well. The look of absolute love that filled her face and the moan that issued from her mouth let him know it was okay to proceed. She moved her hips deepening his penetration and stroked hands down his back pushing him over the edge. He wanted to take his time, but was powerless to stop his body from taking over.

She was so tight. So hot. So sweet. The rhythm he immediately fell into was quick and deep. Jennifer rose to meet him on every thrust. It felt like a lifetime since he had done this and realized he had never really made love to anyone because they were not Jennifer. Their heavy breathing and cries were the only sound he heard. The sensation of their flesh rubbing caused tremors to pass through their bodies. He felt the beginnings of his release. He shifted his angle ever so slightly, apparently hitting her G-spot because he felt her begin to spasm. Since he was buried deep inside her as she started her orgasm, it caused him to finally release.

"Jennifer!" he screamed as he felt wave after wave of pleasure course through his body. Vaguely, he was aware of his name being screamed. The feeling of complete and total peace filled him after he finished emptying himself within her. Collapsing in a boneless pile on top of her for a moment he tried to speak. Nothing came out. Pushing a bit, he rolled them onto their side.

When Jennifer awoke this morning, she was going to confront Rodney to tell him she could not be just his friend. Now she was his girlfriend, his lover and the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. That knowledge plus the fact that he brought her more pleasure than she thought her body capable of experiencing gave her a sense of belonging and security she never felt before. Tears rolled down her face and she buried herself in his arms.

"Jennifer. Oh, honey, what's wrong?" Rodney's anguished voice filled her ears.

"Nothing. That was the most incredible… I can't come up with words," she said looking at him to see fear on his face.

"Oh, thank God. I felt your tears and thought I hurt you. I kind of lost control there at the end," he said averting his eyes slightly and blushing.

"So did I. I didn't know where I stopped and you started. I never felt so…"

"Complete," they said simultaneously and laughed as they leaned in to kiss.

"Let's get some rest. You're going to need it," Rodney said pulling a sheet around them.

"Really. Is that a challenge?" Jennifer shot back snuggling into his arms molding her body against him.

"No because you've already won," Rodney was grinning as he fluffed a pillow under his head.

"Really, you got the hat trick, I only got two."

"You like hockey?" Rodney said incredulously.

"Mmm. A lot you don't know about me," Jennifer whispered leaning up to kiss him gently before drifting off to sleep in the arms of her best friend and future husband.

A/N I hope you liked it. It was my first time writing a steamy scene.