With a smile she leads him to the sofa slipping her shoes off as she goes, she is finding it damn hard to believe this is happing to her, this sort of thing never happens to her, ok yeah she has had boyfriends and sex, but with Sherlock she has only ever fantasized of this ,and the fantasy was no were as good as the real thing.

He takes it upon himself to remove his own shoes and trousers not being able to totally trust his own body to behave. Clad in just his boxers now he watches her. She sits on the sofa and pats the side, he has other ideas in mind. He kneels in front of her bends towards her navel and places soft kisses around her belly while his hands undo her trousers. Once undone she accommodates him by lifting her hips so he can remove them taking her underwear with them, all the time kissing his way down her legs.( Erogenous zones behind knee and thigh) Making sure he pays attention to both legs he moves to the other and works his way up. He softly strokes the outside of her thighs with his thumbs, slowly moving inwards inch by agonizing inch. He fingers inch across her vulva and on to her clitoris, she moans the loudest one yet. He continues his ministrations while kissing his way back up to her mouth paying special attention to her erect nipples. Her breathing is become ragged she is on the verge of orgasm he wants to feel it so he moves his finger inside of her then another and starts to move them in and out. Not satisfied he moves down her body with his mouth and nuzzles in-between her legs kissing her outer lips, finding the right angle the delves in with his tongue with a few licks and sucks she orgasms hard contracting around his fingers he can feel the pulses on his mouth. He is aware that she screams out in pleasure and has handfuls of his hair in her hands that she is pulling on, but he is lost in the feel of her coming around him and her taste he finds he wants more, so he continues to lick and suck all the time pumping her with his fingers and she orgasms again. Satisfied with his work he moves back up her body all kisses and licking she is positively shuddering from the orgasms.

"Good?" he asks with a sly smile

"Yes god yes"

She pulls him in to crushing kiss pulling him from the floor and turning him so can sit on the sofa without breaking the kiss and goes to straddle him only to remember he still has his boxers on.

"Um I think we need to dispose of them for this next bit"

"Ah yes I believe we do" and with that he lifts his hips and pushes the down and kicks them off

"Better?"

"Better"

With all clothing now eliminated she straddled him positioning herself just above him, kissing him as deep as possible she grabs him and guides him in to her. He stills letting all the sensations take him over, he never imagined that this is what the act of sex would feel like, then she starts to move a slow even motion and his brain almost melts from all the sensation, his head rolls back onto the back of the sofa she takes the opportunity to kiss his neck, behind his ear, hands in his hair again (future reference she likes his hair. why he was making references for the future for he had no idea). Her movements become quicker she is on the verge of another orgasm .to help her along he latches onto her breast with his mouth and sucks hard then rolls his tongue over her nipple .She grabs his hand and moves it to her sex, he takes it from there and rubs her clitoris with his thumb and she comes hard all around him screaming his name, while she is still pulsing around him he lift her and turns so she is beneath him and he begins to thrust fast and even thrusts. A tightening begins in his abdomen and testicle and with another few thrusts he is there, his orgasm hits hard and the release of his neurohormones oxytocin, prolactin and endorphins make for the high he was after, and it was better than any other high he had ever experienced.

He sags down on top of molly breathing hard savoring the high, she does not oppose to his weight on top of her even though he is considerably heavier then she is. She just holds him stroking his back while he gathers himself, after a few minutes he composes himself and pulls free from her and pulls the throw that is on the back of the sofa over her. He is at bit of a loss as what to say to her now that the act is complete. He kisses her softly on the lips.

"Thank you molly"

"It should be me thanking you for a beginner that was bloody amazing" she blushed with comment as if she just let slip some big secret.

"Well the feeling is reciprocated molly but I must be going" with that he pulls on his boxers and searches for the rest of his clothing.

"Um yeah OK and if you ever have the need to say thank you again…" she leaves it open for him to take as he pleases.

She watches him dress it's as seductive as watching him undress. Thinking I really must remember this for future fantasies as the likely hood of another thank you is minuscule at best. When he is fully dressed he heads towards the front door with a glance back she is still on the sofa and a small satisfied smile playing on her lips.

He decides that he will get a cab back to Baker Street as it was late into the evening and turning cold it didn't take long for one to appear. As he was sitting in the cabs his fingers move across his lips they are a bit swollen and still rather sensitive his memory flashes back to the kissing the touching, the high of orgasm. There is a distinctive smell around him the smell of sex. He realises that sex could be a dangerous addiction if he was not careful from the parting words of molly he could repeat this any time he wants but it is a trap he does not, no will not fall in to he is an addict and sex is addictive.

The cab pulls up at Baker Street the lights are still on so John has not gone back to Marys yet. Interesting he should have left a while ago, he takes the time to have a smoke hoping to disguise the smell of sex, cigarettes he could explain the sex well it was not something he wanted to get into with john.

He walks into the flat John is in the kitchen.

"Alright Sherlock"

"Yes"

"Feeling better"

"Yes?"

"Have fun" there was a tone to John's voice that had Sherlock on alert

"Why do you ask?"

"No reason. Just curious is all"

"Hmmm"

"You just look more relaxed then I have ever seen you and that's saying something since I have known you for years"

"Do I ,well must be the cigarettes and the long walk"

"Huh and the sex"

It wasn't a question it was a statement. Sherlock caught out, how he has no idea. Looks on dumb struck how did he know.

"I am sure I have no idea what you are talking about"

"Really! Sherlock really" John is outright smiling

"Yes John really"

" Ok Sherlock if you don't want to discuss it that's fine by me ,but I know you are lying"

"Hmm don't you think it's time you went to see Mary" deflection the best way to avoid his questioning.

"Oh yes I suppose it is" he puts on his coat and heads for the stairs

"I will be by in the morning see if we have a case I will ring first just in case"

"Just in case what John"

"Oh you know in case you have company"

"Go John" John turns and goes down the stairs as he gets out side he pulls his phone from his pocket

"Mary, yeah he denied it haha knew he would"

(" awww bless him")

"Did you honest to god think he wouldn't?"

("no,no well all i know is there is one very, very satisfied pathologist texting me the details")

"Ok ok well I don't need those details, if he does not want to talk about it then there is no use in me trying .it won't get me anywhere. I will home shortly see you in a bit"

"(Ok bye")

John hails a cab shaking his head and smiling ( Sherlock and Molly well I never)

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OK thinking of leaving it there i do have a rough copy outlined for another couple of chapters so if you would like this story to continue let me know