Zero Self Control

By AnitaB

Chapter four: Bets and Bail

The second the two reached the seclusion of Eva's car all bets were off. John pulled Eva across the seat and into his arms, kissing her hungrily.

Her pleasured sob was trapped in John's mouth as her arms clenched around his neck and her fingers buried themselves in his hair. Pulling Eva to sit sideways on his lap, John's hand slid under her skirt and his hardness pushed insistently against her hip.

"John..." Eva shifted against him breathlessly, trying to pull his body between her legs.

John's breath left his body in a rush. "Eva...don't..." He clamped a hand on her hip under the skirt-holding her still. "If I let you move like I think you want to... ahhh... we won't be able to get out of the car." His mind finally registered the fact she was wearing another pair of those breath-stealing thigh-highs and his fingers caressed the soft skin they exposed.

Rubbing herself against him, she whispered into his mouth, "And that would be bad... why?" She caught his lips with hers before he could have possibly answered. Not that he had the will-power to tell her no. Burying a hand in her hair, John opened to her kiss. This time when she moved to straddle him, John didn't resist-instead pulling her deeper into his embrace.

"Eva..." His groan was muffled in the cloth covering her shoulder.

"I need you," Her hands attacked the buttons of his shirt pushing his suit coat down his arms. John reluctantly pulled his hands from the skin of her upper thighs to let Eva strip off his jacket and shirt and toss them aside. Her hands traced up his ribs before his hands caught and held them.

"Are we really to going to do this here in the car?" She pressed harder against him, enjoying the gasp her movement dragged from his voice.

"Could you wait?"

He searched inside himself for will-power, restraint-but it was buried under the feel of her body so close and the rising flood of need.

"No, I can't wait, not when you're so close, so beautiful." He stroked a fingertip down her cheek and across her lips, "So sweet." Gently cradling her face in his hands, he pulled her lips to his. Exploring and tasting her thoroughly, John's hands moved to the back of her dress, dragging the zipper down her spine. Sliding his hands up her legs, John peeled the dress over her head and gasped at her beauty. The women certainly knew how to hold a man's attention. Sliding a hand down her back, John admired the scraps of black lace and stretches of warm golden skin.

"Oh, God. Eva." Pressing her closer, he caressed his hands over her legs. "Do you know how much I love these?" He asked, fingering the lacy tops of the thigh-highs.

She smiled down at him, arching against him. "I wore them for you-today and before."

Unclasping the hook of her bra, John lowered his mouth to the tip of her breast. "I'll have to find some way to thank you appropriately." He slid a hand between her legs to press hotly against her as he suckled her hardening nipple.

Eva threw her arms around John's neck and moved into his touch. "John...I need you. Now, John." She scooted back on his knees, putting enough space between their bodies to unfasten his pants. Standing on her knees, Eva jerked his remaining clothes down to his knees.

Gasping her name, John pushed her to her back, peeling the tiny scraps of black lace from her body. "God, Eva. You are so beautiful." Dragging her back up into his arms and across his lap, John pulled the tip of one breast into his mouth. "Are you ready, love?"

Beyond coherent speech, Eva responded by encircling his shaft with her fingers and guiding him inside herself. Their synchronized groans filled the air of the car. With their eyes locked and their arms holding each other tightly, they paused to savor the intimacy. They'd only been separated a day but even that was too long a wait to touch and be touched. To love and be loved.

Eva gazed into John's eyes as she began moving above him-watching the emotions flow over his face. Ecstasy and tenderness, need and love cycled through his eyes-love and tenderness returned the most often. That John wanted her pleasure more than his own was clear in his every move. From the circular thrust of his hips against hers to the constant stroking of his fingertips up and down her body, he pushed her closer to the threshold. The pleasure building on her face, in her body dragged John closer to the edge with her.

With one hand buried in her hair, John pulled her lips to his-whispering love and encouragement between kisses. His other hand slipped between their bodies to caress the pleasure center just above their joining.

As Eva began to climax around him, John caught her face in his hands and gazed into her eyes. "I love you." His simple, direct, honest statement heightened the pleasure coursing through her.

"John..." The sound of his name melted into her harsh moan of completion. John followed barely an instant behind her, his shout muffled in her hair. Collapsing into each other's arms, they shared a soft smile and a tender kiss.

She looked so beautiful. Her full lips and soft eyes invited him closer. Her dark hair-tousled from his hands-glowed with red and blue highlights.

/Red and blue...lights?/ John swept up Eva's dress and pulled it across her back just as the cop car stopped a few feet away.

"No..." John groaned as Eva started laughing nervously.

"What a way to get arrested." John lowered the dress over Eva's head, the embarrassed tone of his words still clear to her through the cloth. Lifting her up, he pulled out of her body and tugged the fabric over her hips.

Kneeling above him, Eva helped John work his pants up before zipping and buttoning them herself. Her touch was both caring and possessive as she smiled into his eyes from inches away. "That's what you get for seducing me over dinner, John."

The cop-having barely walked up to the car-tapped on the window and asked in a voice caught between gruff and amused "Could you folks step out of the car?"

Helping Eva climb off his lap and out of the car, John whispered, "It was worth it." He stuffed her underwear in his pocket and slipped into his shirt.

There was no doubt in Officer Arnie's mind what the couple had been doing in the car. Her dress was unzipped and wrinkled. Smeared lipstick and tousled hair added to her well-loved look. The man was just as obvious. His shirt was unbuttoned and untucked and some of her lipstick colored his lips. His hair stood on end and a scrap of black lace peaked out of his pocket.

"Is there a problem, officer?"

"Actually, sir, there is." Officer Arnie smiled, the man was projecting protective lover in every line of his body. "The problem is that there's a law against public nudity. I'm going to have to take you folks in."

"What a way to get arrested." Eva laughed.

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After being cuffed, fingerprinted, booked and photographed they were given their phone call.

Eva leaned against the wall by the phone. "Who should we call for bail money?"

"I don't know, the guys?" They both burst out laughing.

"Seriously," Eva gasped out between laughs. "We have to call someone for bail."

"Do you have anyone to call?"

Eva stopped and thought, mentally scrolling through a list of possibilities, crossing each one off as a bad idea. Everyone she thought of was a business contact-a relationship that didn't allow for this kind of help. It would be bad for business to be seen in this informal a situation by a client.

"No, I don't." Eva leaned defeatedly against the wall, "Call the gunmen."

John laughed and started dialing the gunmen offices. "We're never going to hear the end of this, do you mind?"

Eva leaned over and kissed John on the cheek. "It's all right, I'm not ashamed of us." John tucked her under his arm, pulling her against his body and smiling at her as the phone rang.

"Hello..uh... Lone gunmen headquarters."

"Jimmy, I need your help."

"Uh, sure. What can I do for you, Byers?"

John could practically hear the walkman being turned off and set down.

"I need you to bring bail money to the police station on 5th and Camdon avenue."

"Like, sure, I'd do it. But Langley and Frohike left awhile ago in the van. They're not back yet."

"Where did they...go?" The word trailed off as John realized exactly where they'd gone. Covering the receiver with one hand, he whispered to Eva. "Damn, Langley and Frohike followed me to the restaurant. They're still out in the van somewhere."

Laughing, Eva groaned. "Well, that means they already know a little about us. Is there a way to get a hold of them in the van?"

He turned back to the phone. "Thanx, Jimmy. If they get back there without me, tell them to come get me."

"Okay, bye Byers."

Hanging up, John leaned down and planted a quick kiss on Eva's lips. "I'll try the cell phone." Dialing, he listened to the rings.

"Hello?"

"Frohike, it's me." In the background John heard Frohike whisper to Langley, "It's Byers." John also heard Langley whisper, "does he know we know?"

"Yes, I do." Gasps and a quiet "Damn" muffled over the phone. "So stop whispering and listen. Drive down here and bail us out. We're at the police station on 5th and Camdon."

"Bail *Us* out?" Laughter in the background.

"Yes, us. Eva and I were arrested."

"Arrested for what?"

"Ludeness and public indecency. Just get over here." The laughter over the phone became nearly hysterical and Langley gasped into the line. Apparently Frohike couldn't speak.

"We're coming, stay there."

The line went dead and John set the phone back on the cradle. "They're coming."

Eva pressed closer to his side, circling an arm around his waist. "I gathered that from the laughter."

John wrapped both arms around her and buried his face in her hair. Laughter overtook him again, "Let the inquisition begin." He paused, lifting her chin to look into her eyes. "Or maybe they'll be so stunned by your beauty they'll be speechless." His eyes focused on her face, the love and awe in his expression filling her heart with joy.

"Oh, John." Wrapping both arms around his neck Eva pulled him down for a kiss. His hands clenched on her back, pulling her harder against him and deepening the kiss.

"Hey, that's what got you guys here in the first place. Stop it." Officer Arnie stood leaning against the doorway, smiling at them. "You two have zero self-control."

John lifted his head, breaking the kiss but keeping Eva in his arms. "We'll be good, officer."

Arnie smiled, "Uh-huh, I'll believe it when I see it." Pushing away from the door, he moved to lean against the wall next to the payphone. "Are your friends coming?"

"Yeah, they're on their way."

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