Thank you so much for all of your lovely replies, they make me smile even though I'm having CM withdrawal :/

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Miraculously, her legs almost felt steady on Monday morning, although she couldn't erase the little love bites he'd left on her thighs and breasts so easily.

Slightly flushed, she attempted to get the images of how those particular love bites got there out of her head, although she was tempted to believe that it was a certain God's way of keeping her away from Kevin, at least for a few days.

With her breath coming a little faster and her cheeks a little pinker, she made her way into her office, and then almost screamed again as Kevin jumped up from her chair. 'Jeez, Kevin! This is getting to be a habit, learn how to make a little noise or something!'

He looked so crestfallen, she couldn't help feeling guilty. 'I'm sorry for taking your head off, what's up?'

The smile was back on his face as he held what looked like a potted plant out to her. 'For you,

as a get well present.'

Gingerly taking the monstrosity from him, she plastered an admittedly fake smile on her face...oh, yes, he was all romance.

'Wow...thanks, Kevin. It's..er...lovely.'

He beamed at her. 'Great, I just know you'd love it. And on sale too, you know how I love a bargain. Which brings me to my next point...they're having 2 for 1 at Benny's tonight, and you've been so busy lately, we've barely seen each other. Wanna come and grab a steak with me?'

Resisting the urge to roll her eyes again – still vegetarian! - she managed a weak smile instead and nodded. He planted his lips on hers in a sloppy, wet kiss that she barely refrained from pulling away from. 'Great, so I'll meet you there around half 7...oh, hey Agent Morgan. See you later Pen.'

She suddenly became stock still, her mind racing. Oh, Gods, he was here. Was it too much to ask for a case in the middle of Timbuktu?!

She closed her eyes tightly as she felt Derek approach her, his hand closing around her neck in a possessive display of ownership, as he pulled her back against his hard, hot body, her back flush to his chest. He gathered her hair and moved it to lay across one shoulder, while his tongue came out and licked the other side of her neck before laying open mouthed kisses up to her jaw.

'Umm, you taste good momma, all sweetness and strawberries.'

She let out a long, quiet moan, subconsciously arching her neck to give him more room to manoeuvre.

She attempted to turn in his arms, to stop this madness, but he merely gripped her neck a little tighter and pulled her harder against his body.

'Derek, please, we need to-'

His finger pressed gently against her lips in an effort to shush her. 'Hush that motor mouth and give me some sugar. I missed you last night.'

She moaned again and he turned her around in the strong circle of his arms, gripping her hair in his hand and giving it a soft tug, tilting her head up as he smashed his mouth against hers. He forced her lips apart with his tongue, plunging it inside of the warm, wet cavern of her mouth as he groaned and moved his hands to her plump ass, gripping it in his strong hands and pulling her closer as he undulated his rapidly growing hardness against her.

He pulled away from her and took a few steps backwards, to stop himself from gathering her back into his arms again and dragging her to his man cave.

'I don't wanna see him touching you again, lover. I told you, you belong to me. Understood?'

She shivered at the fierce possessiveness in his eyes. 'But, Morgan, he's my-'

He growled in warning. 'Don't even finish that sentence. He's not your anything, do you understand me? Now, I'm willing to tolerate the little twit because for some reason, you seem intent on creating something out of nothing with him, and I know that in the end, it's gonna fail. We all fuckin know that, you belong with me, to me...but I also know that this, whatever it is at the moment, scares the hell out of you, so I can take it until you come to your senses, but don't start flaunting him in front of my face, angel, or I guarantee you won't like the consequences.'

She lowered her head. 'I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-'

He pulled her to him again, curling his arms around her. 'I know, I just, God damn it, I get so jealous. I don't want him to have the right to touch you, this body belongs to me. I can't wait until the whole world knows it.'

He took her lips again, as his big hands pushed her dress up her thighs. She moaned and clutched at his shirt, frantic to get it off.

His pager beeping loudly forced them to break apart, breathing heavily as her phone started ringing. With a hot look that said this was not finished, he glanced down at his pager, ran his index finger across her swollen lips, and then he was gone, leaving her to slump into her chair as she grabbed the phone off the hook. 'Talk to me, Peaches.'

'Garcie, round table room, now, it's a bad one.'

She sighed heavily, weren't they all? 'Ok, JJ, I'll be there in a minute, my love.'

Pinching her nose between her thumb and forefinger, she groaned deeply...she could feel a headache coming on. And damnit...she still hadn't managed to speak to her sexy hunk properly. Really, she felt kinda justified, who in their right mind could honestly say that they would be able to say no to her Chocolate Thunder, with his dark, sculptured body, sexy, sexy eyes, and a personality which was as commanding, domineering and alpha male in the bedroom as it was out of it. And by Gods, if it didn't make her feel uber sexy to know that he wanted her as much as she wanted him. She kinda had to admit, the sneaking around behind everyone's backs was making her sorta hot too, and what kind of woman did that make her?

It was all too much for her to process right now, she'd have to wait until her merry band of crime-fighters were up in the air, when she would be safe from her Stud Muffin, to really think it through and decide what the hell to do.