He was everywhere. It was a side of Jim that she hadn't seen. And a side she was hungry to see more of. He wasn't lying, he intended to show her exactly how much she was wanted. How much he wanted her. How much he needed her.

Everything seemed the norm when they arrived back at Jim's apartment. They made small talk with Mark while winding down from the day. Mark was staying at a friend's house that night and Pam could see the slight mischievous gleam in Jim's eye at the news.

It wasn't until Mark had left and driven down the road that Jim turned to Pam. His stare was intense and she fell silent under his gaze. He quietly walked up to her and she felt a heat rise in her cheeks at his expression. His eyes were dark, glazed over, and heavy. He didn't touch her, didn't move a muscle. He just stood in front of her, chests barely touching. Breathing in and out evenly, and just, staring.

She felt her breath hitch as his gaze moved from her eyes to her lips. But then, he stepped away.

"Follow me." He said as he turned to the staircase. There was a raspiness to his voice. It made her knees weak. She followed him up the stairs.

He walked into the bathroom waiting for her to enter before he shut the door. She looked at him with questioning eyes, almosting asking the question, but he silenced her before she got the chance, gently pressing his lips to hers as his hands moved to her hips. He slowly guided her to the edge of the sink, turning her to face the mirror and pressing his chest against her back.

"Pam," He started, moving her hair off her shoulder and placing small kisses down her neck, "I don't think…" He kissed back up her neck, "You realize…" His lips teased her ear, "How stunning you truly are…" she leaned back into him, her entire body warm at his touch.

He moved his hands to the buttons on her shirt, slowly undoing them.

"How beautiful…" He opened two more buttons. "Funny…" he wrapped his hands around her stomach, "Kind…" He placed another light kiss on her neck, "Genuine…" She breathed in his words, her head swimming, "And incredibly… sexy…" He moved his hands to her shoulders, sliding off her top, "you are…"

He moved the rest of her hair off her shoulders. Her eyes were closed, a small smile on her face and her head turned slightly into his. He captured her lips with his as his hands moved to her breasts. His hands were large and warm and knew exactly how to touch her. She sighed into his mouth as his thumbs grazed her nipples. He slowly, teasingly circled around them once, twice, three times before he grazed them again. Her breathing quickened as he repeated the same motion three more times. She could feel the heat between her legs increase with each touch, the gentleness of his caresses driving her mad.

After a moment his hands moved to her back, unclasping the bra and letting it fall to the floor. He broke from the kiss and moved his hands to her hips. Her eyes were still closed. He looked to the mirror.

"Look at me." He said. She slowly opened her eyes, looking at him in the mirror. His eyes were cloudy, they matched her own. His cheeks were flushed, just like hers. It was a tantalizing sight.

"Watch." He said softly.

She followed his hands, moving back up her bare stomach to her breasts. She watched him gently trail his fingers around her breasts, until finally his thumbs resumed their place over her. She shifted her gaze between his thumbs, teasing her nipples, to his face watching her reaction. It was the most erotic thing she had ever done.

To not only feel what he was doing to her, but to see it, and to see what it was doing to him. She felt her arousal hot between her legs.

With each flick of his thumb, she began whimpering, her nipples tight and alert, they both followed his hand as he unzipped her skirt, sliding it off her hips. It pooled around her ankles and she kicked it away. His hand moved slowly around the dark blue cotton of her underwear, touching everywhere except where she needed it most. Her hips involuntarily jumped when he traced against the hemline on her abdomen. She saw him smile in her ear, still gazing into her eyes before slowly hooking his fingers through the hem and sliding them off.

She was completely bare in front of the mirror. The look in Jim's eyes was indescribable. If it were possible, his eyes were even darker, half lidded, and his tongue darted out, licking his lips slightly upon seeing her arousal coating her where his fingers were begging to explore.

He placed his foot gently between hers, nudging her legs apart. Pam felt a wave of excitement flood her at the action. He wrapped one arm around her waist before he slowly placed one finger on her clit. A breathy moan escaped her throat.

"No one is here." He said darkly in her ear. "I want to hear every beautiful sound you have to make."

She closed her eyes again, her head falling back to his shoulder as he moved slow, gentle circles around her.

"And I want you to keep looking." He breathed.

She slowly opened her eyes, taking in the sight of his hand, delicate and teasing between her legs.

"I want you to see just how goddamn perfect you are..." He started moving faster, she moaned.

"How beautiful…" He held her tighter as he hummed a groan of approval in her ear.

She rocked her hips in rhythm with his fingers, looking for more. He knew. When her moans became louder he slipped one finger inside her, reveling in the loud groan that fell from her mouth. He teased her with one for a moment, before adding another. She was even louder and he could feel his erection pressing painfully against his khakis.

She needed more and she lifted her leg, placing her toes on the counter. He moaned in her ear as he moved his fingers deeper, eliciting even louder cries from Pam. He added his thumb, resuming circles over her clit as he buried his fingers, moving them deep inside her. He almost came at the sight of her, her half lidded eyes staring at his hand working her fervently, her mouth open just slightly, and the sounds, god, the sounds she made.

She moved her gaze back to his eyes in the mirror.

"Don't stop…" she breathed. "Don't stop Jim…" She moaned. "I'm so close…" He stared back at her.

"I'm not…" He breathed in her ear, "not stopping until you come…" he could feel her start clenching around his fingers and he knew she was there. "Come for me, Pam."

Her eyes rolled back and her head fell to his shoulder as she cried out. He could feel her pulsing around his fingers as she reached her climax and he slowed his movements. Her hips jerked back and forth and he held her tighter as she came down. Her breathing was loud, whining as it went back to normal. He kept his fingers inside her, feeling her soak his hand. He wanted to taste her, wanted to see her come again, come harder.

He slowly removed his fingers and she whimpered. Her eyes followed his hand as he brought it to his mouth. She felt the heat of her arousal return when he moaned at the taste of her. Before she had a chance to fully come down, her feet were off the floor.

She yelped as Jim picked her up in his arms and urgently rushed into his bedroom. She yelped again when he dropped her on the bed, grasping her hips, pushing her further up. Her head hit the pillows and he kneeled above her. She watched, enjoying the view as he undid his tie, lifting it over his head and quickly making work of the buttons on his shirt, tossing it to the side, followed by his undershirt. He stared into her eyes intensely as he removed his belt.

He couldn't wait any longer. He crashed his lips to hers, spreading her knees, he kissed down her neck, swirling his tongue around her nipples. He stayed there, sucking, teasing, breathing, licking, he grazed his teeth over her and she whined, writhing underneath him.

She opened her eyes feeling him gone, only to feel his hot tongue slide up the length of her core. She moaned loudly again. He smiled against her.

"God, I love the sounds you make." He said, his words vibrating through her.

He plunged his tongue inside of her, tasting every inch of her. She bucked her hips, breathing heavily. He ran his hands up the backs of her thighs to the back of her knees and spread her even wider, pinning her knees back. She could feel the hot coil in her belly ready to snap again.

She whimpered at each lick he ran up the length of her, at each flick of his tongue against her clit. He was everywhere. And she saw white when he closed his lips around her clit, sucking and flicking his tongue hard against her.

She went silent as her second orgasm ripped through her. Her legs were shaking and he was moaning into her creating new sensations that made her orgasm last. He removed his lips from her clit and gently tasted her as she came down. Her breathing was heavy and as her vision came back to normal he moved up to kiss her again.

She was sweet and tangy on his lips as she lazily kissed him, her breathing still heavy.

He held himself over her, slowly and lovingly kissing her. She wrapped her arms around him, forcing him to put his weight on her. A slow smile dusted her lips as she felt him hard and heavy against her thigh.

After a minute, she whispered in his ear. "Turn over."

"Sorry," he started, chucking, "I didn't mean to crush you." He rolled to his side.

"You didn't." She replied smiling. She looked at him on his side. "Keep going." She said, motioning for him to lie on his back.

He obeyed and she turned to her side, placing a hand to his cheek and kissing him deeply. "So you know… what you said about wanting to hear… every sound?" She asked between breaths.

"Mhm." He replied, moving his lips against hers.

She trailed her hand down his chest to the button of his pants. "Same goes for you." She undid the button and zipper and he inhaled sharply as she moved her hand over him.

He let out a low grunt as she stroked him slowly. She smiled as his hips jerked at each movement.

"Take these off." She whispered. He quickly slid down his pants and underwear, kicking them off.

He let a louder moan fall from his lips as she closed her hand around him. She slowly slid her hand up to his tip and rolled her palm there a few times, his louder moans sending electricity down her spine. She moved her body on top of his, moving lower.

He grabbed her wrist. "Pam-" He started, but she interrupted him by grabbing his hand instead. She moved his hand to her cheek. "I want to taste you." She said, a flash of desire in her eyes that sent a heat through his body. He was speechless as she lowered herself, taking him in one hand and slowly running her tongue from his base to his tip.

His eyes closed and he breathed in sharply again.

"Look at me." She repeated his earlier request and his eyes met hers. She swirled her tongue around his tip and her arousal pulled again in her belly at the sounds he made. He was breathy but loud. She flicked her tongue around him, teasing him as he did to her, and she took pleasure in the feeling of his hips bucking up from the bed.

"Pam…" He breathed. "Please…"

She smiled as she slowly took him in her mouth. The loud groan coming from him vibrating through her and making her take him even deeper. She stayed there for a moment as his breathing became faster. She slowly moved up, dragged her tongue against him and sucked hard around his tip before releasing him.

The short "Ah," from the back of his throat caused a new smile to spread on her face as he looked at her with pleading eyes.

His breathing was ragged as he begged her. "Pam…"

She closed her mouth around him again, moving shallowly before taking him into her throat without warning. He was even louder now. She stayed there, her nose at his pelvis and moaned around him. Her moan was drowned out by his own.

"God, Pam…" He groaned.

She started moving faster, her hands reaching what her mouth couldn't and he started whimpering above her.

His hands went to her hair. Just resting there for a moment, letting her keep her pace around him. But then, his hands tightened in her hair as his cries became louder.

He roughly pulled her off of him. She raised herself up, his hands still in her hair, his breathing shaky. He was shaking his head. "No.." He said between breaths, "I don't-" he started, "I can't-" He tried finding the words as his breathing came back to normal, "Not like this." He said.

She looked at him with glazed eyes. "Then how?" She asked.

He pulled her towards him, kissing her. "I want to be inside you."

She smiled into his kiss, moving her legs to straddle him. She took him in her hands and slowly guided him. She was wet with arousal again as he entered her. She let out a content sigh as he filled her fully. She stared at him waiting until he opened his eyes again.

"I want to watch you come inside of me." She breathed against his lips. He moaned at her words and she sat upright, slowly rolling her hips. He whined as she kept a slow pace, his hands moving to the sides of her thighs. He started bucking his hips into just slightly, getting closer with every whimper that fell from her lips.

He stared at her, her face flushed, breasts jumping slightly with each thrust, her hands over his on her thighs.

She started moving faster. His moans got louder as she did, she knew he was close the way his abdomen was tightening beneath her. "Come inside me, Jim..." She breathed, "I want to feel you..." His grip on her thighs tightened as he groaned, he started thrusting harder. "I want to hear you moan, Jim… Come inside me baby… please..."

His climax hit and his vision went blurry. He thrust up into her, his eyes squeezed shut, breathing through his moans. It was a glorious sight, and Pam burned it into her memory.

She stayed upright as he finished. It took a minute, but his breathing returned to normal. She looked at him the whole time, gently running her hands up and down his chest, reveling in the feeling of him pulsing inside of her as he came down. Finally, he opened his eyes to the ceiling, then let his gaze drift to her.

His smile matched hers as he pulled her to him. He gently kissed her, his hands going to her hair.

"I love you… so much." He breathed against her lips.

She smiled, returning his kiss. "I love you too." She parted his lips with her tongue, kissing him deeper. When they finally broke away, she rested her head on his chest. They laid there for a moment, both slick with sweat.

"Shower?" He asked. She nodded, not looking up.

"Shower." She agreed.