Disclaimer: These characters are not mine. If they were, well, let's just say things would be a LOT different...
Four
Calleigh woke to the sun streaming through the blinds, feeling more refreshed and alive than she could remember. She could tell it was late by the wash of sunlight in the room and smiled widely, feeling his arms wrapped around her and his heartbeat under her ear.
She couldn't remember the last time she'd felt this good. She snuggled further into his T-shirt and into him, letting her eyes close again. She didn't want to ever move from his bed, from this moment. "I love you, handsome," she whispered into his chest, letting her eyes close in pure bliss.
Above her, Horatio smiled. He had been awake for a while, not wanting to move, or breathe, or do anything that might interrupt the lovely way this day was beginning. He had the most beautiful angel in his arms, in his life, and in his bed, and he never wanted this dream to end. He turned his head to kiss her cheek. "I love you, beautiful."
Calleigh's eyes opened in shock. "You're awake?"
He nuzzled into the softness of her hair. "I am. I woke to an angel in my arms and I didn't want to move for fear it might be a dream."
Calleigh smiled and relaxed into him. "Mmmm, if it is, it's a very nice dream."
"I agree."
They had walked back to his house hand in hand, and sat on his couch talking for hours. When they had found themselves falling asleep, they had moved to his bed and fallen asleep in each other's arms, and now he was trying to find a delicate way to extract himself from this situation. He didn't want to give her the idea that he was only after sex, but his body had other ideas. And she wasn't helping the situation. Still half asleep, she snuggled closer in to him, nuzzling into the space between his shoulder and neck, sighing with pleasure at his warmth and his enticing scent. Her hand began to move down his chest, sliding under his shirt and resting on his stomach.
Horatio's eyes snapped shut with pleasure. God the sensation of her hands on his skin… there was nothing in the world like it. "Calleigh…" He bit out a rough warning, but she was too mesmerized by him. She had dreamed of this for so long, and it was finally coming true. She slid her hand up his chest excruciatingly slowly, her thumbnail scraping over a nipple even as her other hand found his stubble-roughened cheek that she found outrageously sexy. She opened her eyes on his, just as he grabbed her happily wandering hand and abruptly stilled it.
"I know we said we would take this slow," she purred very deliberately into his ear, her lip just grazing the tip of it and making him moan. "But you are very hard to resist, Lieutenant." Her hips slid flush against his, telegraphing very clearly that she knew exactly how affected he was by her and was enjoying it immensely.
She ran her open mouth up his neck, across his chin and cheek and back to his ear, taking the lobe in her mouth, nipping it lightly before sucking it into her mouth. The very thin rein he had on his control snapped in two. Grabbing hold of her wrists, he rolled her to her back and settled himself between her thighs, grinding his hips into hers even as her head fell back in utter bliss. "Oh, God, Horatio, please…"
Gone was the gentleman she knew. This was a side of him she had never seen, and it turned her on beyond belief. He pinned her wrists to the bed with his strong hands, rubbing his rough chin against the sensitive skin of her chest just above her cami and then along her exposed throat as she moaned in pleasure. "Please what, Calleigh?" he growled into her ear, just before he licked it delicately. "Please take you hard and fast?" He nipped her lobe and she whimpered. "Or slow and sweet?" He licked at the hollow just behind her ear. "Please love you until you scream my name?" He sucked at the sensitive skin of her throat until she was writhing beneath him, grinding desperately into him in a way that threatened to obliterate what little control was still in place, just barely keeping him from taking her like an animal like he wanted to right now.
"Oh, yes..." she breathed, opening her eyes on his. "Please, Horatio. I need you. I've dreamed of you, like this, for so long..."
That just melted him, and she watched his eyes soften, the predatory glint that so excited her turning adoring in an instant and automatically turning her insides to mush. "So have I, sweetheart. So have I. And you will have me, I promise you. But not like this. You deserve better. I want to take you out first, like the lady you are. Have dinner with me tonight."
Her eyes welled with love for this man. She had never felt more cherished, respected and loved than she did with Horatio. How could she not have fallen so hard for him? "I'd love to, handsome." He rolled off of her, to her side, wrapping his arms around her, and she felt like crying simultaneously at the loss of the delicious weight of his body on hers, and with the knowledge that she meant that much to him. She had never known a man like him, and this was just more evidence that he was worth all the time she had waited for him, and more.
"Now I need a very cold shower," he said with a smirk in his voice.
"Yeah, me too," she drawled, and then delighted in his answering laugh.
"I promise you it will be worth the wait," he told her.
"I have no doubt," she answered with a beautiful smile, pushing him back into the pillows as she rose from the bed. "I've got first dibs on the shower." His answering laughter followed her and widened her smile as she strode into his bathroom, and he watched her hips sway beautifully as she walked away, marveling at the turn of events that had brought the two of them to this place and time.
