If you're reading, then you made the jump to "M" world, lol.
"You looked tired," Lori said over twelve hours later as she opened the door to Jim.
"I am," he answered as he moved toward her. "Ongoing case has us going in circles."
Sliding next to him, nestling against his cheek as she embraced him, she purred. "So you need your rest?"
He turned and smiled desolately at her. "Yeah I do," he said quietly. Then leaning in, Jim nuzzled against the side of her face, his lips brushing her cheek gently. Pulling back, he looked into her eyes. "But I wanted to see you."
"I feel honored," she teased. "A few weeks ago you didn't want anything to do with me."
Too tired and feeling defeated, he wasn't in the mood for teasing. "I needed a friendly face," he admitted. "A fresh one..."
Her demeanor changed to seriousness. "Jim?"
"It was a bad night…a long few days. I haven't really slept since this case started and last night…" he paused, not sure he wanted to share his distress.
"What about last night Jim? Are you alright?"
Deciding he didn't want to re-live it just yet, he shook his head. "I'll tell you about it later." Then leaning into her, he nuzzled again. "Right now I just need to be close to you, to hold you," he said as he rested his hands on her waist.
Lori looked up at him, alarmed. "Jim you're frightening me; this doesn't sound like you."
"Like I said, it was a rough night," he grumbled.
Taking his hand, she led him to her den and they sat on the couch. "Okay then, we can talk or not talk. You can take a nap if you need to. But eventually, you're going to tell me what is bothering you."
Jim rubbed the back of his head tiredly. "We talked about this; I need time…to ...I dunno…just time."
"Okay," Lori said thoughtfully. "I get that…. But you came to me and I want to help but I don't know how."
Reaching out, Jim caressed the side of her face with the back of his fingers, letting them slid down her jaw until he cupped her chin in his hand. Tilting her head so that he could look into her eyes with his tired ones, he leaned closer. He released her chin and slid his fingers up the opposite side of her face, his eyes following the path of his fingers. He tilted his own head as the features on his craggy face softened. "I want to make love to you," he said softly as his lips sought hers.
She returned his kiss, gently at first but her fervor grew, heating them both. He nibbled and played along her jaw as her head fell back, a low, luscious moan escaping. "I need you, Lori," he whispered. "I need to feel..."
His words were cut short as she reached behind his head, pulling him closer to her. Capturing his lips with hers, she answered his admission. Her free hand began to caress, first his jaw, then sliding down to his shoulder, onto his chest. Her motion was slow, methodical almost and very attentive. All the while, her kiss grew deeper.
Finally withdrawing, she leaned her forehead against his. "You really mean that?" She asked. "You really want to make love…not just sex, make love?"
"No, um…yeah…I mean," he let out a long slow breath. "I'm not ready to say the words Lori. I don't think we're there yet. But what I'm feeling…it's more than a one night thing, you know. I want to find out where this can go…I want it to go someplace. And right now I really need to feel… something good."
"Then the bedroom is a better place for us to be, don't you think?"
By the time they made it to her bedroom, Jim felt like every nerve in his body was on high alert. What he thought had started as a gentle, loving, slow burn on her couch was quickly turning into a wildfire. The simplest touch from her as they climbed the stairs sent ripples of pleasure through him and made him crave more. His heart was pounding in his chest as he kissed her just inside the bedroom door. And as they made their way to her bed, he felt his pulse racing and the flush of blood as it boiled through him.
She pulled him down beside her, not that he needed much in the way of persuasion. His weariness from the night before dissolved as their eyes locked. As he leaned toward her, he felt her hand cradle the back of his head, coaxing him further. Their lips met again, lightly at first but the kiss deepened quickly. Their tongues danced, one circling the other, then connecting in timid exploration until finally, they danced together in unison.
His hands began to explore; first her neck and then along her arms, and finally, her breasts. Even through the fabric of her clothes, he could feel her hardened nipples. A gasp escaped her as he fingered over one and then the other, delighting in the feel.
Suddenly frantic, she began pulling at his shirt, trying to unfasten the uncooperative buttons. Amused and incredibly turned on by her impatience, he pulled away and started to undress. Feeling her intense gaze, he turned to her and smirked, "you too, Babe."
Their clothes were shed and as he got an eyeful of her assets, his heart rate quickened again. She was hot, he told himself and as if she were reading his mind, she pushed him down on the bed and crawled over him, her knees on either side of his thighs.
Her expression as she looked down at him was smoldering. "How do you want it, stud?" she asked huskily.
That made Jim chuckle. "Stud? Nobody's called me that in a long time…"
"You've been spending time with the wrong women then," she purred, "because I think you are quite a stud," she added as she bent over and covered his lips, moaning as they touched.
Her hands began to traverse his chest, her fingers tangling in his mat of hair as they went. She played there, almost petting him until her attention moved up to his shoulders and then back down to his nipples where she teased.
And as she slid over him, she juiced his pole with her sweetness; he fought to maintain his self control. She's gonna kill you, he thought. But what really got his blood boiling was the way her eyes rolled shut and her head lolled back as she rocked over his stick.
He watched keenly, fighting the instinct to take her then. But the vision she presented was too good, too sweet to be hurried. No, he'd take his time and take it all in, the feel of her sliding over his length, measuring him, the sight of her breasts protruding as she held her shoulders back to balance on her knees over him, her nipples hard and ripe for his attention, and her expression…ohhh, her expression…
Not taking his eyes off her face, he reached for her pleasure mounds, his thumbs tweaking her nipples. Her responding flinch and then moan told him how much she was enjoying this. Her eyes opened and she smiled down on him, her lust filled expression mesmerizing. She leaned over him, first kissing him and then nuzzling his ear, her tongue working magic as it went.
Without warning, she lifted up and shifted slightly until her sweetness hovered over his very erect rod. And then she began her descent. "God, you're tight," he gasped as she slid down his length, going slow, tantalizingly slow. And when she finally had all of him safely tucked inside, there was that sound she made, somewhere between an 'oh my god' and a moan. There was no faking that, he knew. SHe was seriously turned on...by him.
"Lori?" he asked, as she groaned. Her head came forward and her eyes opened, capturing his. He noticed a single tear working its way down her cheek. "You okay, babe?"
"Hmmm, yeah," she purred. "You just feel …" she clinched his manhood with her womanhood for emphasis, "sooo good. It's like a part of me that was missing is finally where it belongs. I wasn't expecting it to be this good."
And then she clinched again, her muscles tightening around him and sending him into orbit. He bucked involuntarily which created an answering motion from her and they were off and pumping. She tried to slow things down, to pace it better but she was too far gone. No sooner would she stop then she'd flinch and start again in an uncontrollable urge. "Slow down, Baby" he panted. "I'm not gonna last like this…"
"Can't," she mumbled. "Too good…"
Jim's hands were all over her, caressing, squeezing, and sometimes holding on. She paused and he used the opportunity to roll her onto the bed. Her look of surprise was fleeting as she broke into a smile when he climbed over her for re-entry.
"Oh god you feel so damned good," she said breathily as he kissed her again and then looked into her face. Her eyes heavy with lust, she peered into his before they fluttered shut again. Jim watched as her features relaxed and took on the appearance of heavenly ecstasy. He wasn't new to this; he knew how to please women. But her responses to his caresses and kisses filled him with complete joy and a sense of awesome power
"Oh god… so good," she murmured. And that was it; she lost it. Her fingers dug into his skin where she held him and then she reached around to his back to pull him closer. Her legs clamped around him, limiting his motion but not stopping him. Jim was close but he hung on, wanting her to feel it all, wanting to feel her as she climaxed, which she did in a frenzy of motion and moans. Then as she finished, she pulled him all the way down, holding him in a vise and mumbling his name in a flurry of unintelligible ramblings as she began to relax.
Finally he lifted himself up and looked into her face, her eyes looking heavy and sated. But she smiled knowingly. "Your turn," she whispered huskily as he grinned rakishly.
Jim's insides were shaking. He could feel all his inner walls tumbling as he looked at her. Feeling her move beneath him, he started to shift, thinking she needed him off her, but she pulled him back. Then reaching down behind him, her hand pressed against his ass as she silently told him what to do. Jim knew when he sent her over the edge again; he knew, but he was too caught up in his explosion to gauge hers. And it was an explosion, fireworks in his head along with the rest of his body erupting, expending all of his energy.
When he was done, he sank beside her, spent and weak. She eased into his body, her head resting on his shoulder and her hand on his chest. Gently, her fingers played over the hair there. Neither said a word as they lay there in a stupor, not quite asleep but not really awake either, both quite content. Lazily, she rolled onto her side and Jim spooned behind her, still languid and satisfied.
Hope you enjoyed the ride! More to come?