Warning! The first part of this chapter contains some smut, so if that's not your thing, scroll down.
They made their way up to Toby's room and the door was barely closed before they began devouring each other with hungry kisses.
CJ grabbed the lapels of his suit jacket as his hands began roaming her body feverishly. Their kisses became deeper as she allowed his tongue access, a fight for control as they fed off the sweet taste of one another.
His hands found her hips as they kissed and she responded to his touch; gasping slightly before drawing her hands around his neck, playing with the curls at the nape of his neck.
They paused to step out of their shoes and CJ pushed the jacket off his shoulders and loosened the tie around his neck, grinning as their eyes met; he moved in and pressed his lips into hers.
He moved his mouth along her jaw line, planting light kisses, then slowly down to her neck, nibbling softly at her collarbone and teasing the vulnerable spot of her pulse with his tongue. She arched into him whilst he continued to kiss her exposed skin.
Toby let go to throw off his tie before finding the zipper on CJ's dress. Allowing her to step out of it, he took in her exquisite figure.
"You're so beautiful." He growled, eyes full of desire.
"I love you," she murmured, "but you're wearing too many clothes."
He smirked as she pushed him onto the edge of the bed. She undid the buttons of his shirt and he shrugged out of it before she moved down to unbuckle his belt and undo his zipper. She moved back as he stood out of his pants and squealed involuntarily when he then picked her up and dropped her onto the bed.
"Toby!" she giggled at his face hovering above her before pulling him down into another passionate kiss. With amazing strength, she rolled them over so she was now straddling him; she took in his leaner figure and he caught her staring eyes.
"Yes?" he mused, lips quirked.
"When did you get so fit?" she asked airily, hand loosely indicating his torso.
"I work out." He said simply.
She raised her eyebrows in thought, "I like it."
They continued to kiss, this time he reached to unclasp her bra and admired the naked breasts that fell, hands cupping and fingers exploring.
She gasped as he moved his head lower and took one in his mouth, tongue swirling, and she fingered his hair while groaning further. He moved to the other but she nudged him off seconds later.
"Nope." She whispered and began placing kisses from his cheek to his mouth, down to his neck and chest, hands feeling the growing erection that was pressing into her thigh.
He moaned as she rolled down his boxers and instantly took him into her mouth: "Jesus, CJ."
He ran his fingers through her hair as he struggled to remain composed. Ragged breaths escaped him and after several minutes of her teasing him with her skilled mouth, he came with a grunt and her name on his lips.
She rose back up, smiling and kissing him as his hands explored her ass. He suddenly pushed her onto her back and began teasing her with dancing fingers up her thighs and soft kisses to her stomach.
Without warning, he pushed 2 fingers into her dripping core and watched her squirm with pleasure beneath him as he thrust them in and out. "Oh god, Toby." She repeated over and over until his tongue on her clit sent her over the edge.
"Wow," was all CJ could muster up as she slowly sat back up and faced him. He kissed her intensely and her breathing slowed as she pulled away and rested her forehead on his. "I want you inside of me."
She lowered herself onto him and he began thrusting into her, her nails digging into his back as she writhed in pleasure. She met his thrusts with pace and swallowed his moans with her mouth, hands everywhere and CJ's legs wrapped tightly around Toby's back.
Their collective groans grew louder as both came closer to climax; eventually they came in ecstasy, soaring over the edge within seconds of each other.
After further frantic kisses, they collapsed into an entanglement of limbs. Toby instinctively wrapped his arms around CJ, kissing her hair as she placed an arm across his stomach and snuggled into his chest.
"God that was amazing." Toby managed to breathe out.
"I know. I love you." CJ replied longingly.
"And you're not just using me for my body?" he teased.
She slapped him playfully, "No, Tobus."
"Good, I love you too." he began making lazy circles on her hip with his finger, "CJ?"
"Hmm?"
"I'm so glad we're doing this." he told her sincerely.
"Me too." she sighed as she rested her head on his chest.
"What did you mean earlier about not seeing an angry Danny?" his voice had adopted a protective tone that didn't go unnoticed.
"Oh, nothing. He just had a surprisingly aggressive side, he could get pretty mad." Toby wasn't convinced.
His voice began to rise, "I swear to god if he ever hurt you..."
CJ leaned up and kissed him softly, "He didn't okay? The one time I thought he might, I realised we were done and I grabbed Hannah and got the hell out of there."
"That's my girl." Toby began stroking her hair.
She smiled into his chest. "Get some sleep, Pokey."
CJ awoke in the middle of the night and grinned when she realised where she was. It felt so right to be lying in Toby's arms, and she glanced up to admire the peaceful expression on his face as he slept.
It was still dark and she managed to make out the clock on the bedside table, 4:43am. It was still too early to be up but she was wide awake; one night in DC and she was already back to being nocturnal. She decided she would go back to her room in order to collect her bag of toiletries and clothes for the upcoming day, that way she could spend longer with Toby when he woke up.
She carefully unfolded herself from Toby's arms, "I won't be long," she whispered in his ear but he didn't stir. Getting up, she grabbed his discarded boxers and the Yankees t-shirt that sat at the top of his open suitcase and pulled them on before searching for her small clutch from the night before to retrieve her room key.
CJ was cautious to close the door quietly and she headed out into the corridor; she crept along towards the elevator and thanked god for the lamps illuminating the hallways so she wasn't in complete darkness.
The elevator ride up to the 5th floor was eerie, but she succeeded in returning to her room and grabbing what she needed for the morning. CJ retreated back to the elevator to make the journey back to Toby's room on the first floor, and was startled when it stopped suddenly.
Her stomach turned when the face of her ex-husband appeared before the opening elevator doors; he was holding their sleeping daughter to his chest, holdall strapped over his shoulder and Hannah's bag in his other hand. "Shit," she cursed under her breath as she remembered his intention to leave early.
"CJ?" Danny was astounded, but his voice remained quiet for the sake of Hannah's slumber.
"Hi." she said meekly, clutching her bag to her chest.
"What are you doing up at this time?" he wondered, observing her attire.
"Oh, erm I was just getting a couple of things." she emphasised the bag she was holding.
"You're not sleeping in your own room? ...oh." Danny's face changed as he pieced together the evidence, "who is it?"
CJ didn't reply, really not ready for this conversation, at this time of the morning no less.
"Ziegler?!" he whispered loudly, the anger evident in his tone.
"Danny..." she began but he cut her off.
"You're sleeping with Toby?!"
"Not just that, look I need to - " his expression stopped her in her tracks.
"Do not tell me you're with him now." he spat out.
"Why not?" she questioned.
"He's no good for you." was his reply.
"And you were?" she retorted bitterly.
"It'll never work, you live on the opposite ends of the country." his sarcasm was harsh but then his eyes widened in realisation, "you're not thinking of..."
"I love him, Danny!" she announced, exasperated.
"Do you really think you can move to the other side of the country and take my daughter away from me?" he growled.
"Do you really think this is the right time to talk about this?" she spat back.
Thankfully, the elevator reached the ground floor. "Look, we are not done with this conversation." Danny warned as he stepped off, not even giving CJ a chance to say goodbye to Hannah.
She pressed the button back to the floor above, hands shaking with anxiety. On arriving back in Toby's room, she found him sitting up in an adorably sleepy and confused state.
"Where did you go?" he mused groggily as she placed her bag on a table.
"I couldn't sleep, I went to get some things from my room. Saves me going back before breakfast." she told him, slipping into the covers beside him and kissing him on the cheek.
"Hey what's wrong?" he noticed the change in her demeanor.
"I bumped into Danny," she sighed, not meeting his eyes.
"Oh god." Toby muttered.
"Yeah." her voice was shaky.
"Come on, we'll talk about it in the morning." he settled down into the bed and brought her down beside him. "It'll be okay, honey."
CJ groaned sadly as he took her into his arms, holding her tightly. "I really hope so, Toby."