AN: So sorry for the long delay! I have been so busy with RL and another one of my joys - Beta-ing for some really AWESOME authors :-) I had so much fun with this chapter. I tried something that I'd like some feedback on. I wrote from Joss's POV and then I wrote the same scene from John's POV. I love them both and wanted to share the thoughts of each...I ended up writing the majority of it through John's POV because I was having so much fun with it! Is it too confusing...I ended up putting her POV in italics after talking it over with one of my fellow authors…does it help? I didn't want to put any sub-headings because I didn't want to mess with the flow... Any thoughts, ideas, feedback is always appreciated!

As always, thanks to my wonderful friends and fellow authors Joaquina and ReeseisLAVAhot

The content in this chapter is pretty graphic, if you're not comfortable with that, you probably shouldn't be reading this one.

Chapter 4

Her breathing stopped when he spoke those two little words, his cock buried inside her but still unmoving. His mouth suddenly crashed down onto hers. His head angled so he could plunder her fully with his tongue. Then he started to pull out of her, she whimpered but before she even exhaled fully he was slamming back into her. He had thrust so quickly and deeply into her that all she could do was gasp his name. He slid his arms under her knees and pushed her legs up towards her chest which allowed him to push even deeper into her. She grabbed onto him around his shoulders and held on tight as he pulled out and pushed back in wildly over and over.

John could barely contain himself as he looked down at her; face twisted in ecstasy possibly mixed with pain, his name leaving her beautiful lips in that raspy voice, her full breasts moving erotically in time with his thrusts. He had an overwhelming desire to capture one in his mouth but he couldn't stop moving, the feeling of her wrapped around his cock was too intense. She had told him one of the ways that he had fucked her in her dream had been hard and fast and then she had brazenly asked him if he could still make her dreams come true. Ha! As if he had ever backed down from a challenge. He would fuck her in every way that she could ever dream of and wherever she wanted him to do it. He would have taken her to any place on the earth if that's what it would take but thankfully her dreams took place no further than her own home. He growled as she dug her fingers into the skin of his back knowing that they would leave marks on him. It made him insanely happy that he would be able to look in the mirror, days from now, and see her marks; the reminders of her loss of control because of what he did to her. He almost came at the mere thought of it but he stopped himself with barely a break in his rhythm.

Deciding that he had to taste her breast again he bowed his back and dropped his head down and caught it in his mouth. He took her nipple in his teeth as gently as he could while still moving within her. She immediately arched her back and bucked her hips so violently that he almost lost his hold on her. He couldn't hold back the growl that erupted from his throat. "Mmm, do it again John...please," she begged. He increased the pressure slightly and then sucked it into his mouth to tease her but instead it sent her into an orgasm that had her clenching down onto his cock so hard that he couldn't stop himself from coming this time. "John!" She screamed. He pulled back and thrust into her one more time and then released her legs so that he could wrap her in his arms while still buried inside her. He turned his head to the side laying his head on her breasts while her body continued to contract around him.

Joss had thought that John could never live up to the John in her dreams but as he drove into her over and over, she realized that she had severely underestimated him. His low throaty growls were like vibrators for her senses. It was almost too much for her to handle. It had been so long since the last time she had been with a man and that time had been so awkward and uncomfortable that she hadn't been looking forward to a repeat performance. She hadn't thought that John would disappoint her but that she would disappoint him. Obviously he had not been disappointed in her but even more obvious was that he was thoroughly enjoying himself.

She smiled to herself as she moaned his name again feeling her body tightening, winding up to be released. Then she felt his hot mouth on her breast, his teeth scraping her nipple as he bit down. She arched up to him involuntarily and her hips rose to meet his. He growled that throaty sound again that she was really starting to love. She begged him to do it again. He must have misunderstood because the next thing she knew his teeth had increased their pressure on her nipple and her body was convulsing in the most intense orgasm she had ever felt. She screamed out his name as he thrust into her one more time before she felt him coming inside her. Her muscles contracted tightly around him making her feel so full that she could barely take it. She heard him moan softly; a deep sound resonating in his chest.

Joss smiled as he wrapped his arms around her and laid his head down on her chest. Their breathing slowly returned to normal. Her fingers were running up and down his back tracing light patterns that sent chills running from his scalp down to his toes. He inhaled slowly breathing in her scent. She always smelled of roses, he knew from his previous visits to her home (and the precinct) that she always sprayed on Rose Water when she got out of the bath and that she also kept a bottle of it in her desk at work. It was such a light scent but when it mixed with her own it became so distinctive and so...Joss, and he always knew when she was near.

He heard her make a small noise and he opened his eyes slowly. He knew he had to be getting heavy lying on top of her but he relished in their closeness; pressing all of his body against hers...and his mouth was...so close to... Oh, he just couldn't help himself... He shifted his head just a tiny bit allowing his tongue to snake out and run lightly over her nipple. "Oh." She gasped. She couldn't really move to respond which he wickedly took advantage of by increasing the pressure and speed of his tongue. He glanced up at her through hooded eyes. She had thrown her head back into the pillow, her mouth open and gasping. It was one of the most beautiful things he had ever seen, her smooth mocha skin was flushed and hot. He vowed to himself that he was going to kiss every single inch of that skin if it took him the rest of his life. He decided that he would start with the sensitive place just under her breasts.

He rose and slid his arms from under her and pulled gently out of her. She whimpered, her arms grasping at his shoulders, trying to keep him close. He rose above her sliding up to kiss her mouth. She pulled herself up to him trying to deepen the kiss but he turned his head, kissed her cheek, then her jaw and then backed away just enough so that he could smile down at her. "Lay back." He whispered pushing her back with his lips on hers. "And relax."

She immediately did as he asked…she would do just about anything to see him smile like that again. It was one of the things that she looked forward to. She liked it when he smirked but that gorgeous smile of his that made his eyes light up, that was what she lived for. It made her insides burn and her brain turn to mush and all she wanted to do was to make him do it again...and smile back. She couldn't stop herself if she tried...not since the first time she'd seen it.

Her thoughts stopped as his lips began trailing kisses down her neck. He slid his body down hers while his lips moved slowly down the middle of her chest. When he moved past her breasts but didn't touch them, she mewled softly. His eyes turned up to hers. His blue eyes darkened as he peered through his dark lashes. His lips paused in their path down her skin as he moved his hands up to cup her breasts. She let her eyes slide closed as his thumbs started moving over her nipples. The pressure was so light that she could barely feel it. She wanted more but she didn't want to move because his lips had started kissing her again. They moved in a slow line right down her middle. She could feel his tongue darting out to taste her skin and that coupled with his thumbs was absolutely maddening.

"John." She moaned. He chuckled and his breath tickled her skin. His trail of kisses continued to her belly button where his tongue snaked out and traced lightly just around the outside edge. His lips turned up when she whimpered softly. He knew he was being evil by teasing her but he simply couldn't help himself. It was almost like she begged for it, ever since she had first started chasing him. There were several times when he got the feeling that she was purposefully letting him slip through her fingers just so she could keep chasing him. He nipped her lightly as he thought about it and he heard her breath hiss through her teeth. She wasn't extremely vocal but he loved hearing the different reactions and sounds that she made for him; her breath that hitched when he played with her breasts, her soft gasps when he kissed her skin, her little mewls when he stopped touching her, her raspy moans when he bit her, her whimpers when he wasn't moving fast enough and when she cried out his name as she came, followed by her soft sigh of contentment. He loved them all.

His lips continued down their path until he reached the top of her tight dark curls. He ran his chin through them before moving just a fraction lower. His tongue snaked out and had just touched her when her body stiffened. She tried to close her legs but that didn't work because he was between them and she attempted to push him away with her hands but he wasn't budging. She then tried sitting up but his hands that were still surrounding her breasts kept her firmly pressed against the bed. He allowed a smile to lift his lips as he looked up at her, his mouth still even with her mound. She looked nervous, maybe even a little scared as her wide eyes met his. she shook her head and whispered. "Don't."

He tilted his head slightly, a look of confusion flickering quickly across his face before it quickly disappeared. "Why not?"

"I don't...I've never...umm." He watched her as she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and closed her eyes.

Comprehension dawned on him. "Joss." He whispered softly, a kind smile gracing his lips. "Relax. I promise, you'll enjoy it." His brows rose and then he blinked once at her. "Trust me?" She didn't have to speak. He watched as her mouth opened and she exhaled softly; giving him his answer. Her legs fell open, her arms fell to her sides and she laid her head back onto the bed. Her answer was clear and he was determined not to disappoint her.

He started caressing her nipple again with his right hand as he slowly ran his left hand down her belly along the inside of her hip and then down between her folds. He made sure to increase the pressure when he was on top of her clit eliciting a hiss from the sharp intake of her breath. He used his fingers to gently spread her wider and then dipped his head down. His tongue found her clit and licked slowly upwards. Before her moan had ended, his tongue had moved lower and then slid upwards alongside the right side and then he repeated the same action up the left side. His fingers then slid down as his tongue continued to play just along the sides of her tight little bundle of nerves while his right hand continued to roll and pull her nipple between his fingers. He slipped one of his long fingers inside of her and he felt her contract around him as he slid it back out and then back in again. She was so wet and ready for him, he knew it wouldn't take him long to have her calling out his name.

He slid his tongue in circles around her clit and her hips bucked under him. His finger continued pumping in and out of her but he didn't want her to come just yet. He pulled out of her and he heard the whimper he'd been expecting. He didn't let her feel the loss for long though. His tongue slipped down to her entrance, tracing just around the edges and then without warning he plunged smoothly into her. She inhaled sharply and then her hands fisted into the sheets. His tongue slid in and out and his nose brushed against her clit every time he moved. Her breathing was becoming more short and ragged.

He watched her as she shivered and writhed as his tongue delved deeper inside of her and then curled up to increase the pressure. He took immense pleasure in knowing that no other man had ever tasted her like this, in such an intimate act. It just served to show how much trust she really had in him and he reveled in the joy that thought brought him. His fingers increased their pressure on her nipple and that was when her raspy moans began. He moaned in pleasure from not only the sound but the feeling of her on his tongue. It was like sliding through liquid silk. He slid his other hand up her stomach and he felt her grab his hand. She entwined her fingers with his and squeezed as she arched her back. He felt her other hand on his head as she started running her fingers through his short hair. "Oh Fuck." She whispered.

It was time. He started pulling his tongue out of her and running it up over her clit where he would stop and wrap his lips around it and suck. She bucked her hips so fiercely he thought she might come off the bed. "John, please..." He slid back down and his tongue entered her again, curled up and then slid back out to return to her clit. This time when he sucked on it he let his teeth put the slightest bit of pressure on it and that was what did her in.

"Oh God, John!" Her fingers had left his head and were gripping his shoulder while her other hand squeezed his hand. Her hips rose off of the bed, her entire body tense as the waves of her orgasm took over. He wasted no more time, he was up and on top of her in a second and had his cock buried deep within her in the next. He thrust into her wildly. He had let go of her other hand and now both of her arms were wrapped around him and her nails raked trails across his upper back. Her legs were wrapped around his lower back, using him as leverage so she could meet his thrusts. He could feel her walls contracting around him as she was tensing for another orgasm. Her teeth found his shoulder and bit down and the sensation drove him over the edge. "Joss!" He cried out. His thrusts became erratic as her own orgasm had her shaking violently under him.

When he finally stilled within her, he wrapped his arms under her and rolled onto his side but didn't withdraw from her. He watched her as she slowly opened her eyes and met his gaze with a sated but tired smile. He couldn't resist leaning closer and kissing those beautiful full lips. He would have sworn that he had died and gone to heaven because he hadn't believed that he could ever be this happy while still alive. He couldn't, no, he wouldn't be able to tell her how he really feels about her…that he loves her...and has loved her for quite some time. He didn't want her to confuse his feelings for lust - just because he had slept with her. But he would tell her...His thoughts were interrupted by her voice, soft and raspy, just how he liked it.

"That was..." She sighed. "Thank you."

He smiled, his eyes crinkling. "You..." He kissed her bottom lip again. "are..." Then he kissed her top lip. "so..." He leaned over and kissed her neck letting his tongue dart out to taste her skin. "very..." He loosened his arms letting her roll onto her back and then shifted so that he was leaning over her. Then leaned down and wrapped his lips over her nipple and bit down gently. She gasped and then he looked up at her right after he took one more swipe at it with his tongue and finished his reply. "welcome."

"John. I...I can't." She let out a throaty laugh. "There's no way..."

"Oh Joss, don't say that."

"Mmm..." She moaned. "Why not?"

The corner of his mouth curled up wickedly. "Because I have so much more planned for you tonight."