Author's Notes- This chapter picks up right where the last one ended…enjoy! XD
Chapter 9
"Look at me…" she whispered. Voight sighed, rubbing his forehead as he looked down. She shifted away from the counter and towards him as she let her one hand rest under his chin and push up gently so he would look at her. He slowly let his eyes drag up to meet hers as hers looked hurt. "Please don't…" he began, his heart aching as he saw that look she was giving him.
"Hank can I ask you something?" she stayed close, her hand still holding his chin so his eyes couldn't leave hers.
"Of course, anything" he replied quickly, his eyes trying to read hers.
"Was that Bruce kissing me…or was it Hank?" she tried to read his eyes as she asked him the question. It was one simple question but it wasn't as simple as he thought.
He inhaled and exhaled quite loudly before trying to look down. "Please…I need to know" she pleaded, making him look at her again. "Lisa stop…it's not that simple" he mumbled, shaking his head.
"Yes…yes it is…" she responded, grabbing his face gently with her hands. He closed his eyes, loving the feeling of her close. She shifted up on her toes as she allowed her lips to leave a soft peck against his. As she pulled away very slowly, their faces were very close. His eyes were closed. He opened them slowly, meeting her gaze. His hand reached up and touched the side of her face. She leaned into the touch, closing her eyes. He sighed, looking over her face and then staring at her lips. She could tell he was hesitating. She opened her eyes and looked at him. Lisa slowly pressed her hands to his chest as she walked forward slightly, causing him to walk backwards a few steps. "Why are you fighting this..?" she whispered, pressing herself against him.
Voight swallowed hard, closing his eyes as he could feel her pressed against him. "It's been a long time for me….and it's not easy for me to just-let people in" He paused, looking at her as he felt her hands slowly start to move up his chest. He quickly grabbed her wrists to stop her before walking her backwards until she was right up against the counter again. "It's been a long time for me too Hank…but we deserve this. You deserve this" she said simply. His eyes gazed into hers for a moment, not a single word or sound was shared between the two of them. Without thinking he let his lips crash down on hers as he kept her wrists in his grasp. She tasted so good, so sweet. He could taste the chocolate on her tongue from the smore. He knew this shouldn't happen but he couldn't keep denying how she made him feel. It had been too long—he did deserve this. Lisa's body melted against his. Her moan vibrated against his lips as she felt his hips grind against hers, pressing her hard into the counter. His hands let go of her wrists as he grabbed at the back of her thighs and lifted her in one seamless motion, and set her on top of the counter as his lips never left hers. Her arms wrapped around his neck as her legs wrapped around his waist, keeping him pressed to her. Her lips moved over his in perfect harmony and she could tell his body was reacting, and she could feel his gun digging into her hip. She smiled against his lips, her hands slowly dragging down his chest to his waist. She pulled her lips from his before clearing her throat.
"You are poking me…with your gun…" she said softly. He chuckled softly before pulling the gun from his waistband and slowly setting it in the kitchen drawer. His eyes dragged up her body before slowly returning his hands to her waist.
He let his hands slide against her dress and up her back as he felt the strings of her bikini against his fingertips through the dress. Without hesitating he shifted his hands down underneath her perfect plump bottom and scooped her up in his arms. Her lips found his again as she moaned softly, her body staying glued to his as he walked them slowly to the bedroom. Once he got to the foot of the bed he slowly set her down to her feet. She didn't give him a chance to hesitate as her hands snaked up his button up shirt, causing him to inhale quickly. She slowly moved her hands back down and gripped the bottom edge of the shirt before just pulling it over his head. Once it was off she trailed her fingertips gently over his skin of his chest, almost as if she was studying it. Hank held his hands at her hips until he felt her close the space. As her lips captured his again in a heated kiss his hands slid behind and against her perfect bottom. He groaned as he let his hand gently squeeze it through her tight dress. The reaction he got from Lisa was enough to tell him there was no turning back now. Her teeth sunk into his bottom lip playfully as her nails gently raked down his back. He hesitantly slid his hand away from her bottom and up her back to her zipper. He slowly slid the zipper down, his knuckles making contact, dancing across her skin all the way down her back.
Lisa hummed in approval as she felt the soft feather touch against her back. He moved his hands to the front, grabbing the flimsy straps of the dress before gently pulling them down her arms, his eyes never leaving hers. He pulled gently against the bottom of the dress and his eyes dragged down her beautiful figure as the dress was in a pool on the floor now. The only light dancing in the room now was from the LED candles and the moonlight shining into their room. The TV was on, playing that soft music it was always playing when they came back to the room. She kicked the sandals off, leaving her shorter now. He just let his eyes wander on the red bikini against her sun kissed skin before feeling her hand touch underneath his chin to look back into her eyes.
Hank's mouth planted itself back to his favorite territory—right against the nape between her shoulder and neck as his hands gripped her hips. He allowed his lips and tongue to taste the skin there as he could hear her take a sharp breath, her hips grinding up against his in reaction. "I am beginning to think-you are—a vampire…" she whispered breathlessly and then gasped loudly as she felt his teeth sink into her sensitive skin on her neck, causing her head to fall back. He let his teeth graze over the skin before leaving a trail of soft kisses up to her ear. "Want me to stop…?" he whispered, his voice as raspy as ever. She shook her head no quickly as she felt a shiver go down her spine.
He dragged his lips back down her neck slowly- leaving soft and playful bites, kisses, and sucking gently on her tasty skin. Her hands ran up his chest and around his neck as she was gripping the back, coaxing him to continue the assault on her neck. His hands slowly made their way to her back, rubbing gently and tugging playfully at the strings of her bikini. Her hands slowly moved down his chest, feeling the muscles underneath the surface of his skin. They were studying one another nice and slow. Her hands landed on the belt of his shorts and she felt him tense up for a moment. Shifting against him, her eyes looked up at his, almost assuring him it was alright. She slowly began to unbuckle his belt and unbutton his shorts before pulling gently on them, letting them join her dress on the floor. The inhale of her breath was involuntary as she could see just how aroused he had become from his boxers becoming tighter and tighter. He could see her eyes studying him before he gently gripped her chin, tilting it so she would make eye contact with him again. "Maybe we should-" he began but she stopped him by pressing her lips to his. Lisa left a few soft pecks before pulling back just slightly.
It was obvious that he was still struggling between the job and how he was feeling. If he allowed this to happen he was now going to be emotionally involved past the point of no return. He had not let anyone in for so long and it was difficult to think it was about to happen. He had so many what if's in his head. Lisa's eyes were soft, understanding as they meet his. She let her hand reach up and touch the side of his face. "Hank…" he loved the way she said his name. "Do you want me?" she asked, her voice trembling. He closed his eyes for a moment before looking back at her, his hands leaving her body and grabbing her face again.
"Lisa it's not—"
"Do you want me?" she interrupted, her eyes never leaving his.
"Yes" he stated simply, his thumb brushing against her bottom lip. "I have for a long time…." He admitted in a whisper.
Lisa's eyes widened a bit in surprise as she bit down on her bottom lip. That caused a reaction in Hank every time she did that and she was beginning to realize it. "Don't…" he whispered, gripping her chin again as he felt his hard on responding to her.
"Do you have any idea what that does to me when you do that…?" he asked seriously, his eyes darting down to her perfect lips that looked slightly swollen from the rough, passionate kisses they had been sharing. Lisa knew he was close to his breaking point and as soon as he was over it he wasn't going to stop. Lisa needed this just as much as him. Without giving it another thought she let her own tongue gently slide against her own bottom lip before slowly biting down again. At that moment she could hear a frustrated groan rumbling in his chest before he closed the space between them. He pushed her down against the bed in a matter of seconds with his body overtop, holding her down. His hands gripped her wrists, pressing them against the mattress above her head. His lips crashed down to hers in a rough, needing manner and Lisa couldn't help but welcome it with soft whimpers and moans.
His one hand gripped both of her wrists within his grasp before taking his other one and quickly tugging and untying her bikini top as he tossed it to the side, his lips never leaving hers as he let his tongue fight for dominance over hers. He bit down gently on her bottom lip as his hips grinded down against hers into the bed, which caused a cry of pleasure to escape her lips. His hand went back to grab her other wrist, keeping them pressed into the mattress as his lips peeled away from hers, looking down at her with dark eyes. Lisa felt her body responding to his dominance, her breathing had picked up, between her legs was starting to ache and she felt herself becoming increasingly more wet with want. She tried to wiggle underneath him and he gripped at her wrists a little tighter which Lisa couldn't help but like. Her mouth opened ever so slightly as she went to say something but he stopped her by pressing his lips firmly to hers again. She welcomed his lips with her tongue but continued to try to grind up against him. His kisses slowed down and become more tender after a moment and his grip loosened as he pulled up, his lips peeling away from hers slowly.
His eyes studied her face, seeing the lust in her eyes, her swollen lips, and her breathing labored. She was breathtaking. Lisa didn't let her eyes leave his gaze as she watched him study her, she studied him. His eyes were much darker now, and he seemed very focused. He let go of her wrists slowly, running his one hand down her arm and down the side of her body. She thought right there she would come apart with the way he skimmed his fingers down her body. She didn't move her hand for a moment but instead watched him study her as his eyes dragged down over her body. She felt a heat rise in her cheeks. "God you are perfect…" he whispered breathlessly. Lisa licked her lips before letting her hand run up his chest to his face again. She tilted his chin, trying to catch his gaze again as she felt his eyes burning her body as they dragged back up.
"I am all yours…" she whispered breathlessly. Hank felt goosebumps rise against his arms as he heard her say that. He shifted over top of her, allowing her to open her legs to give him a place to rest between. He could feel her heat against him and that caused him his cock to twitch. Lisa finally allowed her hands to run up and down his back as she found his lips again, her hips quick to grind up against him as she could feel his hard on press against her.
She hummed in approval at the feeling before breaking the kiss and letting her hands busy themselves around the waistband of his boxers. Her fingers dug into his skin and her breath hitched in her throat as he without warning allowed his hot mouth to relocate against her right breast. His movements were slow and tantalizing as she felt his hot mouth and tongue slowly study her mound. His hand slid up her stomach and gently massaged her left breast as his mouth laid assault on her right one. Her back arched against the bed, and her head fall back as a long loud moan was audible. "Oh god…" she cried softly. He took his time letting his tongue trace around her nipple before gently biting down and hearing her hiss. Her hands had moved to the back of his head, grabbing and pushing against the back of his head. He couldn't help but smirk as he could tell she was enjoying every second of this. He allowed his tongue to circle again before leaving a trail of soft kisses between her breasts and then switching to give the left side attention. Lisa's eyes were glued on him, watching as if to brace herself but it wasn't enough. Her head fell back again and cries of pleasure left those perfect lips as her hips continued to uncontrollably rise from the bed. His one hand was still massaging her right breast as the other kept him steady, not wanting to put all his weight on her.
After Lisa was able to maintain slight control she quickly moved her hands at his waistband again before dipping into them and gently grabbing him in her hand which caused a low growl against her breast and his hand squeezed a little tighter against her breast. His hips involuntarily thrusted into her hand as she rubbed up and down his length slowly, almost in a teasing manner. He was so hard and ready for her. He allowed his mouth to leave her breast as he shifted which caused her hands to leave him. He began grabbing the edges of her bikini bottoms and tugging at them, causing them to slide down her soft silky thighs. He dragged them down nice and slow as his eyes never left hers. Her face was flushed, with a hint of rosy pink in them as he could tell she was slightly shy to show him her body for the first time. As he slowly peeled them off her he watched as she rubbed her thighs together. Everything she was doing was causing a reaction in him, he couldn't stop it. He groaned at the sight before him. He gripped her knees before slowly pushing her legs apart.
"Hank…" she whimpered, feeling her body shift against the mattress. He slowly made his way back up, leaving playful soft kisses and even nibbles against one thigh and then the other until he was so close to her heat. His eyes looked up at her as if warning her before letting his lips finally kiss against her opening. A soft whimper left her lips preceded with a soft cry as she felt his tongue tease her entrance. Hank couldn't help but smile against her as he could feel her body tense right up. Her hands gripped at the bed sheets beneath her as she did everything she could to keep her hips planted to the bed. That only lasted another moment until his hot mouth was open against her, letting his tongue tease her more as he let a moan vibrate against her. Her head fell back as her hips lifted ever so slightly, grinding against his face. Hank gripped her right hip, planting her back against the bed. He trailed his tongue against her folds slowly before allowing his mouth to suck against her bud which caused a loud cry to escape her lips. "Jesus Hank…" she hissed. He slowly lifted his head, leaving soft kisses back up her stomach. "Mmm…you taste so good…" he groaned against her stomach. "Please…" she pleaded, her eyes meeting his as he knew what she not only wanted, but what she needed, without even asking. If they continued doing this they wouldn't make it much longer…it had been a long game of cat and mouse and they both needed this now.
She helped him slip out of his boxers as he was now resting between her legs. He kept himself steady above her as he slowly let himself press against her entrance. "Are you on the pill…?" he asked, hesitating for just a moment. She whimpered softly and nodded, before allowing her hands to grab at his biceps to encourage him. At that moment she felt him slowly push inside her. Her head fell back, a soft cry escaping from her throat as she could only hear their heavy breathing, the soft music, and the waves of the ocean crashing against the beach. He allowed her to adjust around him as he could feel how tight she was. "Fuck…" he groaned as he buried his face in her neck, realizing this wasn't going to last very long. He slowly rolled his hips down, allowing him to fill her before slowly beginning to rock his hips against hers. She loved the slow pace as her body adjusted to him, her legs wrapping around his hips as her hands gripped his biceps and then down his back. She shifted her head before her lips found his as they both muffled their own moans and gasps as the pace was slow and intimate.
For the next few minutes the only focus was on one another. They forgot about everything else: all that mattered and made sense was them in the moment. Her encouraging words brought him back as she whispered against his lips, "please…don't stop…" He had no intentions of stopping now. The pleasure was beginning to consume his body as he felt himself building up. She could feel his muscles tensing under her touch. His mouth trailed down to her neck again, leaving kisses, soft bites, and encouraging whispers there.
"No…" he rasped as his face buried into her neck and continued to groan with need that came from deep down inside of him. Hank felt his body shuddering as he continued to give her his all again and again. Her one hand found the back of his neck, gripping there as the other gripped at his side, trying to keep herself grounded. Lisa wanted this to last forever but knew it was going to only be a few more moments. It had been a long time for both of them and she knew her body. It was reacting with every thrust, kiss, and moan of his. He knew how to pleasure a woman even if it had been a while.
As their bodies moved as one their need for each other grew more and more and their pace quickened as their climaxes threatened their bodies. Hank could feel her walls beginning to tighten around him and he knew it was game over. He wanted to encourage her, tell her it was okay but their gaze said everything. She knew he was ready too, they both needed this and wanted it. Her nails dragged down his back as her lower stomach began to get tighter and tighter.
"I can't hold on—" she began, her panting and laboring breaths were taking over.
"It's okay…let go…" he groaned, his free hand reached up and behind her neck as he grabbed a handful of her hair before letting his lips press down hard against hers as he began to thrust harder into her, their hips grinding against one another. He muffled her cries of pleasure as she reached her climax, her walls clamping down around him as he continued to thrust into her, his body tensing above her as he reached his own limits and finally came. His arms were shaking as he slowed his pace down and his body collapsed on top of her. All that was heard were the tandem moans rippled from their bodies and echoing off the honeymoon suite walls. His head was rested on her chest where he could hear her heart pounding uncontrollably. They both were on a high like no other—and they didn't want to come down. After a few minutes he felt her adjust underneath him and he groaned as he allowed himself to lift up, pulling himself from her. He kept his eyes on hers as they looked glossed over. A tired smile appeared on her lips and then she bit down again. He exhaled, shaking his head before gripping her chin.
"You knew I wasn't going to be able to resist you when you started biting your lip…" he said breathlessly before shaking his head, bowing down and letting his lips take hers in a very gentle kiss. "That was my hope…" she whispered, touching the side of his face gently as her soft gaze met his. "God you really are irresistible…" he mumbled before shifting to the side of her and plopping down. She shifted, looking at him and smiling. Her hair was a mess and her face was flushed—she was perfect. He reached his hand out and touched the side of her face before shaking his head. They laid there for a few minutes, just looking into each other's eyes.
"What?" she asked softly, noticing his gaze.
"Nothing…just waiting to wake up and have this all be a dream…" he whispered, letting his thumb run slowly against her bottom lip. She reached up and grabbed his wrist, shaking her head.
"I'm real…and I am here" she whispered before closing the space and giving him a soft kiss.
He smiled against her lips and nodded before kissing her back. The two laid there for a few more moments before finally coming down off their highs. Lisa slowly slipped out of the bed and disappeared into the bathroom where she cleaned herself up. Hank did the same with a towel and slipped back into some clean boxers before walking out to the balcony, taking in the cool fresh air. He closed his eyes- still unsure if what just happened really happened.
Lisa got cleaned up before slipping into his button down shirt that was still at the foot of the bed. The shirt barely covered her bottom as she tip toed outside, seeing him standing there—looking at peace. She slowly wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him from behind. He smiled and grabbed her wrist gently before pulling her around to the front of him as he folded his arms around her and kissed the top of her head. "That shirt looks better on you…" he stated quietly with his lips against her forehead.
"Hank"
He could tell her voice was trembling. "Yeah?" he replied, pulling back slightly and looking down at her.
"Just making sure it's you…" she stated with a smile. Her eyes slowly closed as she felt his hand caress her cheek very faintly.
"Of course it is…it always has been. Since the day I met you Lisa at MED…I just felt so drawn to you. These past couple months have been hard…" he trailed off.
"I missed you" she said simply.
"I missed you too…" he said softly before pressing his lips down against hers again.
They stood there in their embrace for quite a while before Lisa tugged on his hand to follow her back to the bed. She slipped under the covers as he just stood there, watching her.
"Come on…" she said softly, patting the other side of the bed. He smiled faintly before slipping in the bed beside her. He didn't waste time getting comfortable. He slipped up right behind Lisa and wrapped his arm under her and pulled her against him, feeling her back press to his chest.
"Good night hubby…" she teased.
"Good night beautiful…" he said with sincerity as his lips pressed to her shoulder and then her neck before closing his eyes. They both fell asleep so quickly with the excitement of the night and then how comfortable and normal it felt to be so close.
Dom pulled his phone up as he received another photo of her standing on the balcony in nothing but a button down t-shirt with her arms wrapped around a man. He gripped the phone tight in his hand as he was becoming impatient.
"Damnit…"
He hit redial and waited as Tommy answered.
"I thought you said they didn't spend time together? He has been with her all damn day according to your photos…" he hissed.
"I—I know. Don't worry…he golfs a lot. I am sure he will leave tomorrow…" he sounded nervous.
"Well you better hope so because I am grabbing her tomorrow. I am tired of waiting. You better hope she is alone…you know how I don't like dealing with obstacles…" he said, his voice dark and threatening.
"Yes. Sir…."
The phone disconnected and Tommy glared at the balcony that Lisa and Hank were just standing on, canoodling…he needed to get her alone and drug her. He needed to please his boss or his life was over.
