A/N: This is the sequel to "Raw" which I wrote a couple of months ago. This is pure smut so if you don't like that kind of thing you shouldn't read this. SWWoman did a great beta on this, but like most writers, when I went over it I changed some things so any mistakes are absolutely mine.

Wicked

With the number safely tucked away in her room for the moment, John Reese and Joss Carter seemed to be fused together as they pushed through Joss's hotel room door. Neither of them noticed the door as it slid shut behind them.

John pushed Joss against the wall, and dragged his mouth from her delicious lips to lavish attention to a sensitive spot he had found behind her ear while his hands ran down her body to settle on her ass, stroking and squeezing randomly.

"You nearly drove me crazy on those rocks. I wanted to take you then and there," John whispered harshly in Joss's ear while continuing to tease that sensitive spot with his lips and tongue, "I had no idea you wanted me as much as I wanted you."

Joss moaned audibly as John's words lit her on fire, his mouth and tongue sent spikes of heat straight to her core, and his hands on her ass were making her wet and needy. "I think I've wanted you forever," she whispered breathlessly, running her hands over his now bare, sun-kissed chest, feeling the smooth skin beneath her fingers, and the play of muscles as she touched him. She pushed hard against his body, flipping him so that his back was against the wall; now she had free rein over his body, and she took full advantage of it.

John felt his already painfully hard cock grow even harder when Joss unexpectedly flipped him against the wall, and began teasing his nipples with her tongue. She ran her hands down his sides, and found his ass, pulling his hips close to her body to grind against him. If they kept this up they would never make it to the bed, which was fine with him, he would fuck her against this wall if he had to. He groaned deep in his throat as she trailed kisses from his nipples down his chest, across his taut belly, stopping to dip her tongue into his naval. When she started to make her way lower, he grabbed her under her arms, and pulled her up his body. He then took her by the waist, lifting her easily, and she wrapped her long legs around him as he carried her to the king sized bed in the center of the large hotel room.

The bed was big enough for anything John had in mind for the gorgeous creature in his arms. Joss moaned aloud as he laid her on the bed, and settled himself between her thighs, grinding against her hot moist sex. She was wearing red short shorts that clung to her body, and a white tank top that displayed her hard erect nipples, poking through the thin material. With John wearing only a pair of swim trunks that hid absolutely nothing, there was very little keeping them from skin to skin, but it was enough to make them both groan in frustration at the annoying material. John rose to his knees, took the thin top by the hem, and yanked it over her head, freeing her firm, round breasts. Next he reached for the waistband of her shorts, and with one tug, pulled her shorts and thong panties down her long legs, and then tossed the garments somewhere across the room. He stared down at her in wonderment. She was so beautiful, so much more perfect than he could have ever dreamed. His eyes moved from her unbelievable body to her exquisite face to look into her hot, desire-filled eyes. He still couldn't believe this stunning woman wanted him.

John lay back down on top of Joss, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. She met his passionate kiss with equal passion. His tongue stroked hers intimately, and demandingly, seeking dominance that she wasn't willing to yield. He cupped each one of her breasts with one of his large hands, and began to mold them while he strummed his thumbs over her hard nipples. When she finally surrendered the kiss, John moved on to other conquests. He pulled his mouth from hers, wrapped his lips around a pebble hard nipple and began to suckle, making Joss writhe beneath him. Her fingers tangled in his hair, pressing him closer as wetness seeped from her so that it coated the insides of her thighs. While his mouth worked lovingly on one breast, his hand and fingers caressed, and manipulated the other. He squeezed, and massaged her breast, pinched and plucked the sensitive nipple; all the while continuing to grind into her most sensitive place making her mindless with need.

Joss was coming apart. She needed John in the worst way. "Please, John. I can't wait anymore."

Releasing her sensitive nipple, John kissed his way back to Joss's lips. He kissed her deeply, passionately, as if he couldn't get enough of her. Finally pulling back he traced her full lips with his fingers,

"I won't make you wait, sweetheart, 'cause I can't wait either. But I've got to have a taste of you. Just one small taste." John's fingers skimmed across the silken skin of her shoulder, then down her arm, across her flat stomach making her tremble, and then over her shaved mound. Joss gasped when his thumb ghosted over her clit, and then in the same fluid motion his index finger brushed across her outer lips. Her thighs parted of their own accord, her sex seeking more of his tantalizing touch.

John brushed his fingers along the seam of Joss's wet outer lips up to her clit where he began massaging the hard nub with his thumb in a slow circular motion, gradually increasing the pressure. With his lips inches from hers and his eyes hooded, he whispered hoarsely, "You're so wet, Joss. You're so wet, for me." With a moan he took her mouth as he sunk two fingers deep inside her wet heat, moving them in and out while keeping pressure on her clit.

John's kiss was relentless, demanding, and his hand inside Joss was setting her on fire. She didn't know how much more she could take. Her body squirmed beneath his as he continued to push his fingers as deep as he could while her hips rose to meet his thrust. He then began to kiss his way down her body, making minor stops to love her breast again, and then moved down her taut stomach, circling her navel. With her whimper of protest from Joss, he removed his fingers from her sex, and brought them to his lips to taste her essence.

"Sweet as honey," John moaned, closing his eyes as he licked his fingers clean. Joss watched him, and nearly came undone. Then he settled himself between her thighs, his broad shoulders pressing them open. He looked up at Joss, inhaling her unique aroma. With the tip of his tongue he stroked her outer lips from bottom to top, and then took her clit between his lips and began to suck.

"Oh fuck, John!" Joss moaned as she bucked on the bed, her body slammed with pleasure from all sides. John had to place his hands on her belly to hold her still, and then he buried his face in her sex, his tongue moving in and out of her, making love to her with his mouth. She was so close she felt she would fall over the edge. He slipped his two fingers back inside her, and began fucking her with his fingers while sucking on her clit. The sensations running through her body were mind blowing. All she could do was feel. She was so close, but she didn't want to come like this. Not their first time together.

"John, please, I'm close," Joss begged as she tugged on his hair that she had run her fingers through. He didn't seem to hear her. "Oh, god, John, I'm close, please, I don't want to cum like this. I want you inside me. Now!" she screamed.

John looked up, saw Joss's eyes, and immediately got off the bed, removed his trunks then was back lying on top of her. She didn't have time to admire his gorgeous, trim, muscular body in all its glory, but what she did see she was more than impressed with. His cock was long and thick, definitely more than enough. She could feel his heavy cock lying against her as he lay on top of her resting on his forearms.

Joss looked deep into John's brilliant blue-gray eyes and saw so much desire it took her breath away. She wrapped her arms around his neck again, and pulled him down, crushing his mouth with hers as she spread her legs wide, and slightly bent her knees to cradle his body.

John moaned deep in his chest as Joss opened herself to him. He wrapped his arms underneath her pulling her body close to his, and positioned his cock at her slick entrance. With one deep thrust he entered her tight, wet, heat. They both moaned in pleasure as their bodies joined. She fit him as if she were made for him. John began to move with a slow, steady pace.

Joss felt completely full, as if John was touching every part of her, stroking every nerve as he moved inside her. Fire licked up her spine, and her skin tingled with every touch. She had dreamed of making love to John, but what she was experiencing was far beyond anything she could have ever imagined.

"Harder, John, fuck me harder," she moaned, and she slid her hands down his back to grab his ass, digging her nails into the firm flesh.

"Oh, god!" John groaned as he thrust harder and deeper, moving faster.

"Yes… oh god, yes…that's it... faster," Joss encouraged breathlessly as she undulated beneath John.

John placed his arms under Joss's knees, pushed her legs forward, and began to pivot his hips so that with every thrust he hit the same sensitive spot. Her body exploded with pleasure.

"Oh god!...John, I'm close…John, I'm so close baby…," Joss moaned loudly.

"Cum for me, Joss…that's it sweetheart, cum for me…," John whispered in Joss's ear as he pounded into her soft, tight, body.

"Johhnn!" John's whispered word's was all it took for Joss to fall over the cliff into the abyss. Her body trembled with the strength of her climax. Her sex throbbed, and sent wave after wave of pleasure rippling through her body. An explosion of pure ecstasy engulfed her, and her eyes fluttered shut as she was drawn into a sea of bliss.

John felt Joss's body tighten around his cock in a vice-grip, and her nails dug into his shoulders, but he continued to relentlessly pound through her climax to reach his own. His face buried against her chest, he moaned Joss's name as his release hit him hard, and he stiffened above her, feeling his cock pulse exquisitely as he emptied himself into her body.

They both fell back on the bed breathing heavily, their bodies covered with sheen of sweat. John knew he must be crushing Joss, but he was helpless to move a muscle. Eventually he was able to lift himself enough to rest on his forearms beside her head looking down at her, relieving her of some of his weight.

"Hey," John said, still a little breathless, with a smile.

"Hey, back," Joss replied, just as breathless, and smiling. "That was…"

"Yeah, it was…" John added.

"Wicked," they sighed together.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed the sequel to "Raw". I know it was a long time coming, but when you have to deal with illness you have to take the days as they come. I want to say thank you to all my followers for your patience, yes I do have some things waiting in the wings, and the sequel to Breaking Point, already tentatively named Breaking Point Out of the Dark, is being worked on as I write this. So please bear with me. Thank you for reading and reviewing! Talk soon...