Four Leaf Clover

A/N: Well, I was going to have John and Natalie sneaking around for a bit longer with everyone knowing but EVenge, but you guys inspired me to speed up the humiliation. And I admit, it's pretty damn mean and nasty what I've done. Hope no one is offended. I've also decided that the imposter person is irrelevant in this AU. There's only so many ways we can address that story anyway. Just let me know when you get tired of this story and i'll stop.

>>>>>Big Smut ahead. A lot of Smut ahead. Smutty Smut.>>>>>>

To the sound of "You and Me" by Lifehouse

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Part 8
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The air between them was heavy, different, as they walked into John's apartment. There was a sense of unreality for both of them given both the changes in their relationship and the early morning hour.

"Thanks," Natalie said politely as John took her leather coat and purse and put it on the couch. She smiled softly as John put his hand on her lower back and guided her towards the bedroom.

Once they reached at the foot of the bed, John moved to stand in front of Natalie. He started into her blue eyes and cupped her cheeks. He smiled tenderly and stroked her hair off her cheek.

Natalie's breath caught at the look in his eyes. She had already made love with this man countless times, so why, she wondered, did it feel like the first time?

John put one knee, then the other on the bed until he was kneeling in front of her. He pressed a soft, chaste kiss to her lips. Then another. And another. Each time was a slightly different angle. A taste of her lips. A pull.

Natalie slid her hands between his arms and began to unbutton his shirt. Once it was open to his waist she slid her hands over his chest, savoring the textures. Hard muscles. Soft skin covered in hair.

"Natalie."

"Hmmm?"

"I never said it before."

"Said what?" she traced his lips with the tips of her fingers.

"What you've said. But I do."

"You do what?" Natalie asked absently as she traced the hair on his upper lip and chin.

"I love you."

Her movements stilled and her breath caught, tears rushed to her eyes.

"Hey." John caught a tear on her cheek. "That's not supposed to make you sad."

Natalie shook her head and moved closer to him. "I'm not sad. I'm unbelievably happy."

"Yeah?" he asked, pride and embarrassment tinged his voice.

"Definitely. Now kiss me, John."

"Whatever you say." John laughed and followed direction. Laughter and gasps of pleasure meld as they nipped and sucked at each other's lips and their tongues danced. Still laughing, Natalie fell forward, pushing John onto his back.

"Hey!" He grabbed her and flipped them over. He hovered above her mouth. "I love you." Before she could respond he initiated another tender kiss.

Natalie pushed his shirt over his shoulders and he helped her pull it off. She moved to his belt and undid his pants. She pushed them and his underwear off his hips. He continued kissing her as they wriggled him out of his clothing. He planted his hands on the bed on either side of her head and she reached down and began to slowly stroke his rock hard erection.

He moaned into her mouth over and over again as she moved his soft skin over the hard shaft. Her other hand held onto his hip bone, holding him up so she could continue her ministrations. When drops of precum leaked from his tip she used her thumb to lubricate her movements.

"God, Natalie." He breathed into her neck. "I need you naked."

"Good, because I need to be naked." She pushed him over onto his back and got up on her knees. He slid his hand up her thigh only to be swatted away. She looked down at him, her hair a mussy halo around her head from his fingers. They stared into each others eyes, Natalie teasing, John urging.

Slowly, so very slowly, Natalie slid her shirt up her stomach.

John breathed deeply and wrapped his hand around himself. He spread his legs slightly and looked up at her challengingly. She lifted her eyebrows and let go of her shirt to cup her breasts.

With a half laugh, half groan John began to stroke himself.

Natalie liked her lips and let out a little moan of her own at the sight of him. She moved her hands down her body again and slowly lifted her shirt up and took it off.

He lifted an eyebrow appreciatively at the gold and purple bra she wore. She shrugged teasingly and began to undo her pants. She stood up on the bed and slid them over her hips revealing a pair of matching g-string panties.

John tightened his grip and continued to milk himself. Natalie tossed her pants away and stood over him, a foot planted on either side of his legs. She bit her lip at his wanton movements and slowly lowered herself until she was straddling him.

"Don't stop." She whispered as she lowered her head and began to dot his stomach with soft kisses. When his breathing quickened appreciably she began to lick and nip her way down to his groin. She covered his hand with her own and swept her tongue over his moist tip. Then she pulled his hand away and slid her tongue around him.

His hands gripped at her shoulders, then her hair as she brought him to the brink of orgasm with her lips and tongue. His cries and urgent pleas feeding her need to taste and pleasure.

"Stop, Natalie. You need to stop."

"Why?"

John sat up and pulled her, his hands under her arms, up towards him so he could savage her mouth. As he kissed her he pulled her against him and rolled over until he was on top of her. He tore at her bra and tormented her nipples until she was crying out for his mouth. Happy to oblige, he set himself to the task of pleasuring the engorged breasts.

He kissed his way down her body, his hands pulling the strings off her hips and over her legs. He spread her thighs and tasted her until she was writhing and groaning above him. He drank her in and once she was over the edge he began to push her back up again. As she tightened around his fingers again he spread her wider and slid his aching arousal in her tight heat and they rode each other to completion to words of mutual love.

In the aftermath, they lay side by side, her in his arms, their smiles wide and their eyes closing into a dreamless sleep.

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"Do you mind if we keep things under wraps for a little while?" John asked as Natalie put her brush in her purse that was sitting on the couch.

"Because of Evangeline?" She asked over her shoulder.

"That and because we work together. We should talk to Bo first. But yeah, I don't want to throw this in her face right away." He put his hand on her arm, then ran it over her back and down to her waist.

"Neither do I. Definitely not before my class is over in a couple of weeks. She doesn't get to grade me, but it could be uncomfortable." And you never know what she might pull, she finished to herself.

"I bet you could handle it." John slid his fingers under her shirt and began to stroke the bare skin on her lower back.

"John." Natalie moaned and leaned back into the simple touch that was turning her legs to jelly.

"Mmmm. I love it when you say my name like that." John whispered the words against her ear. He moved closer, allowing her to lean back against his shoulder as he continued to play with her sensitive spot.

"We're supposed to be going to work."

"Yeah, but I don't want you to forget about me during the day."

"Like I could. We work in the same place."

"Well, when you go to class." John nipped at her ear, his eyes gleaming as he saw her nipples harden inside her black shirt. He reached around and lowered the zipper so that she was practically spilling out of the top. "I want you to unzip it like that when you come into my office."

"Won't I distract you from your work?"

"Good point." John dipped his hand in her shirt to cup her breast inside her lace bra. "I'd better get my fill now."

His hand flitted from her lower back, around her waist and pulled her against him.

Natalie closed her eyes as she felt his pulsing arousal press into her. He slid his hand underneath her skirt and moved her panties aside and rubbed her swollen nub.

"John. John. John." Natalie chanted as he legs went boneless and she fell more deeply against him.

"I love playing you. I love how you respond to my touch." John plunged a knuckle inside her and rubbed her frantically.

"God!"

"Think about me today."

"John!"

"Only me. Doing this to you. Tasting you. Touching you. Loving you."

"John." Natalie bucked over him, seeing stars. Her entire body tingled with orgasm.

"I want you hot for me. Missing me!"

"God, John." Natalie breathed. "I don't think I knew this about you."

"Knew what?"

"How sexually greedy you are." She went into the bathroom to repair her appearance.

"Only with you."

"Yeah?" she asked as she brushed her hair back in order. He took the brush out of her hands and quickly finished the job.

"Yeah." He kissed her forehead and picked up her coat and purse.

"What about you?"

"The tension will help me work."

"All right, if you say so." Natalie walked through the door he held open. Before she was fully out the door she turned and pressed herself against him and kissed him breathless. When he was distracted she opened his pants and slid her hand around his still aching arousal.

"Natalie," John moaned into her mouth, his hips bucking into her hand. "We're. In. The. Hallway."

"Naughty, isn't it?" she growled his mouth and jerked him more tightly.

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"Natalie!" He cried out, his balls tightening up.

As he was about to explode Natalie dipped down and took him into her mouth.

Leaning against the door he exploded in her mouth. His vision blurred and went black as she drank him in. She cleaned him up with her tongue and straightened his clothes. She stood up and pulled his head down. "Make sure you're not distracted today, my hero."

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"Geez." John panted.

"Come on, we're going to be late and I need coffee." Natalie pulled him by the lapels of his jacket off the door and grabbed the door knob.

"Uh, hi."

Natalie's face flamed and she turned around to see who John was talking to.

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Oooh, I'm a bad girl…..teehee