They managed to get home in record time, and as Miss Fisher was driving this really was a feat. But for once Jack didn't mind at all, in a way it added to the thrill of what he knew was about to come.
As they pulled up he leant over and once again kissing her, slowly and gently, pulling her to him, she pulled back though, looking almost lost. "Jack, we really should go inside, I don't want anything messing this up" she said, a very serious look on her face.
And for once, she was very serious. She knew that once she they did this, there was no going back. In the few days she had had to recover from her head wound she had had a lot of time to think about Jack and what their relationship had become. She knew she loved him, something she didn't like to admit, and probably wouldn't admit to anyone, (except maybe him, maybe) but the thought of other people harming him or anything coming between them truly made her upset. She also had considered how he made her feel physically, usually him looking into her eyes was generally enough to send her crazy (also something which she would never admit to). The other night when she had invited him over she hadn't fully considered the consequences of them going ahead, but now she had and she wasn't going to let anything get in her way.
She looked over at him, seeing the look of passion on his face, which was temporarily broken. He had sat back in his seat and was looking into his lap, obviously deep in thought. She needed to bring back their usual casual air of their usual banter if this was going to happen. Without hesitating she grabbed his hand and took his second finger to her lips, sucking on it very gently and evenly.
That bought him back to life. God she was infuriating, but he really couldn't help but be aroused by her action. He turned to look at her with his eyebrows raised and felt her other hand creep across his pants looking for the zipper to his pants. Infuriating, and also an enormous tease he quickly thought as his mind wandered to concentrate on what she was doing to him. She got the reaction she was looking for and he couldn't help but feel that she was right about them moving into the house. He removed her finger from his mouth with a slight groan (her planned had worked) and turned to get out of the car. She rolled her eyes at his back knowing that she would ultimately win and they walked toward the house in a tense silence of anticipation.
The moment they walked in the front door Phryne barely had time to put her bag down before Jack had bent down and was kissing her neck with much passion, his hands finding her hair and her lower back as they had earlier in the night.
Dot was still sitting in the kitchen when she heard the front door open and close. She hadn't realised how late it was, but looking up to the clock hanging on the wall it was only 10 o'clock. "How odd" she said aloud to herself. She wondered if it was Miss Fisher home so early, she never came home early though, although she did have that look in her eyes before she had gone out. Dot wondered sometimes about her Miss. Although she had not (well not that she knew of) had anyone in her bed for awhile now. She was still deciding if she should go and check or not when she heard a little shriek from outside the door which was defiantly her Miss. Dot decided to remain in the kitchen until she was sure they had disappeared, she did not want to catch them twice in one night. She assumed them, because why would Miss Fisher be shrieking alone? Dot blushed deeply at the thought of what she might be up to and quickly pushed that thought to the back of her mind, returning to her knitting and trying her hardest not to listen.
Meanwhile in the hallway, Miss Fisher was struggling to lead Jack up to her bedroom. They were both very caught up in the moment and it wasn't until her brain realised that it was only very early (for her) that she managed to pull her neck away from Jack, letting out a small shriek of arousal in the process. This sent Jack even crazier.
"Jack" she whispered into his ear as he bit her neck.
"Yes" he stopped what he was doing, her tone of voice was very off.
"We need to go upstairs; I think Dottie might still be in the kitchen." A small smile played at her lips as she said this.
"Oh" he said thinking of how Miss Williams had caught them only a few hours ago in a similar position. "Right" he said as he let her lead him up the stairs and to the end of the corridor.
"So Jack" she turned to face him as they walked into her room looking into his eyes with passion and longing. She had not had anyone in her bedroom for some time now, somehow it just didn't seem right. And she had been wanting him for so long and now she finally had him, well almost.
"Phryne" he practically sighed as he reached to grab her back and pull her to him. He began to kiss her with a passion of someone who had wanted something for a very long time, and she responded with heated passion. She didn't think it really mattered, she usually liked to play with her food before she ate it, but she knew that she could have Jack whenever she wanted from now on.
She could feel him getting very hard against her, so pulled him closer to her, kissing with an unusual passion and quickness. She let her hands run across his body, exploring every single scrap of skin in detail. He however had kept his hands firmly on her lower, back which he knew would be driving her mad, but he felt he needed to have some kind of control on the situation.
He really was a very good kisser, his hands had not moved from her back though, but she was extremely aroused. She could tell that he was more than ready, she assumed that he hadn't had sex for awhile, but then again neither had she…
Her thoughts were broken by a pair of hands which had suddenly found her… "Oh Jack" was all she managed to mutter as his hand reached up her dress and into her. That was more than enough for her and for him. She very quickly managed to get his pants down (almost too fast) he considered later, and he somehow managed to slide her skin tight dress up with her help to undo the hidden zipper.
She was undoing his shirt as she pushed him onto her bed, as he pulled her down onto him with a slight thump as they sunk into the very plush bed. Giving up on the shirt, she managed to tear the reaming buttons and slipping his arms out before raising her hips to lower herself onto him.
It was at this point when she was lying on top of him about to allow him to enter her that he realised that she had not been wearing underwear at all. At the thought of this he pulled her down with such a force that all the air seemed to leave her lungs at once and she gave a very satisfied sigh, almost with relief.
He began to thrust into her, but she knew he would not be able to last long; she herself was very close to coming. Jack really did thrill her and as much experience as she had, she could not wait forever. She leant down to kiss him looking straight into his eyes as she did so she whispered with raggered breath "Please Jack." He speed up immediately pushing into her hard, making her groan, which he knew could only mean good things. Her breathing was becoming very shallow and the noises she was making were about to sent them both over the edge. He moved his hands so that were now positioned on her very beautiful white bottom and squeezed very hard, all of a sudden he felt her tighten around him and the waves of pleasure began, pleased that he had made her come first, he too broke into orgasm.
