AUTHORS NOTE: So I'm not impressed with this chapter. I've written it like a million times and I've decided to give up and just post this one. YES I do believe that Jackie is slightly OC at the end but I'm claiming poetic licensing right there. Thanks guys!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters!

[Doing the Dirty]

The door was barely open before she was slammed up against the wall, his hands buried in her short brown hair as he aggressively sought her lips with his and pushed her legs apart by thrusting his thigh in hers. His arousal obvious against her leg. She gasped as she ran her fingers through his hair, his name being released on a pant as she tried to find the breath to speak and tell him to move away from the wall but as he thrust against her all coherent thoughts vanished.

Skilled hands skimmed down her sides before taking hold of her hips, their lips moving away from each other so they could breathe but it wasn't long before he was using a combination of lips, tongue and teeth to tease down the column of her neck. Her fingers teased curls of his dark hair, her head arching back allowing him more access as her hips pushed against his. He growled angrily in her ear, his teeth catching the lobe before he lifted her up against him. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she squealed as he started to move them towards the bedroom - a room he'd never been in but would still know the route to if blindfolded.

Putting her down gently on the floor, he turned her round and slowly pulled down the zipper of the emerald green dress she was wearing. He couldn't help but notice how beautiful the contrast between the rich green silk and that of her milky white skin was. He pressed kisses to the flesh as it revealed itself, a hiss being released through his teeth as he realised she'd gone out without a bra on. "Oh Jacks, you're a woman after my own heart." He teased biting down on the flesh where her bra should have been and she let out a small whimper.

"The shape showed through the flimsiness of the dress so..."

"Oh babe, I don't need excuses..." He promised her before kissing back up her spine and throwing in the odd lick before pulling her back against him and teasing his hands to the front even with the dress still there. He drew a circle around her belly button causing her to squirm against him due to being ticklish before he moved his hands up and took hold of both breasts.

"Robbie," she said not in the mood for teasing. She'd been celibate for too long now and she just wanted him to pin her down on the bed and have his wicked way with her, harshly - maybe that was a kink she could share with him on another day she thought. His hands pulled out and he moved to the hem to pull it over the top of her head to reveal a skimpy little black lace thong. Oh boy, how his thoughts of her wearing big Bridget Jones knickers were wrong but he was also slightly disappointed too. He'd been imagining that scenario for a while.

"Jacks, are you trying to kill me?" He asked as he smoothed his hands over the creamy globes of her ass and pressing a kiss to her shoulder. She just flashed him an evil smile before wriggling her hips against him and Robbie decided he couldn't take this anymore. He lifted her up by the waist and carried her to the bed before carelessly throwing her down on the bed with a grunt. Jackie glared at him before grabbing hold of her pillow and slapped him around the middle with it causing him to laugh as he grabbed hold of her wrists. "Behave now, woman." He teased before moving away again to strip down to his boxers.

Jackie couldn't believe that a few hours previous, they'd just been sat in a bar talking like old friends but now here she was about to achieve the one thing she had always dreamt about and that was sleeping with Robbie Ross. She couldn't even remember the first time that she'd fantasised about her fellow detective. She had never in her wildest dreams imagine that it would come true.

"You're thinking. I can hear you!" He whispered her in ear causing her to jump as she really had been in her own world. He pressed a kiss to her shoulder and she turned to look at him.

"Should we be..." but the sentence went unfinished as his lips attached to her nipples, his hands on her hips to keep her there so she couldn't pull away but she wouldn't want to, not now. The teasing differences between suckling, licking and biting was already leaving her in a whimpering mess. Her hands were now running through his hair with added pressure so that he wouldn't leave them. Biting down hard on the nipple, Jackie whimpered as her hips bucked up against him and he smiled.

"So it's obvious what you want," he teased reaching up and pressed a kiss to her lip while his hand tickled down her abdomen before his thumb rubbed over her clit and she gasped as her body bucked off the bed again, his name being released as a curse when she tried to kick him with the heel of her foot. "Jackie, I love it when your pushy." He teased slipping his fingers into her and finding her G spot causing her to whimper again. "However," he whispered in her ear, nibbling on the lobe gently while she curled her fingers into the mattress, "I love it even more when you're a whimpering mess." He finished off while combining the way his fingers teased her spot while his thumb added pressure to her clit.

Jackie had never felt it so good, the heat coiling in her stomach was making it difficult to breathe and she was wriggling on the bed. Her head moving side to side on the pillow as she said his name softly on a chant, her hand running through his hair as he reached up again and pressed a kiss to his lips but not removing his fingers away from his task. It wasn't long before her legs were trembling underneath him, her nails digging into the flesh of his shoulder as she screamed out his name.

When she crashed back down, she ran her hand through his hair and smiled at him. "I hope you're not tired," he teased knowing that they still had all night and Jackie just laughed as she pushed him away from her.

"Baby," she whispered hovering over him, her hand taking hold of his length while her thumb wiped over the weeping head, "the night is only just beginning," she answered before taking his whole length in one push. He groaned against her shoulder, biting down on the flesh hard but that didn't seem to do anything but push her further. He just smiled as his hands took hold of her hips, hard enough to leave bruises but that didn't deter him. It wasn't long before they were both reaching the end, their names being cried out by the other as they reached that high.

The next morning, Jackie woke up and stretched before opening her eyes then realising that she wasn't in her own apartment. She then remembered the activities of the night before and groaned. How stupid could she be? Sitting up, she grabbed hold of her clothes and ran to the bathroom. She didn't want to be another one of his one night stands. Hopefully he was drunk and couldn't remember.

She quickly changed and left. If he did remember, she'd rather face him in a suit or at least in her own apartment where she felt more comfortable.

TO BE CONTINUED...