A/N: Thanks for all the nice reviews. This chapter is a bit shorter that the others. I still don't own CJ, otherwise the season 4 finale would have ended differently :(

Chapter 3 – The end of the night

The ride home seemed to only last some minutes as they were busy fumbling and kissing in the backseat of the taxi like two horny teenagers. The truth was that they couldn't get enough of each other. They didn't even realize that they were there until the taxi driver cleared his throat.

"Uhm, we're there," he said in broken English.

They broke apart, grinning like fools and Woody paid him, stumbling out of the taxi afterwards. He rounded the taxi to help Jordan out. She lost her balance as she tried to stand and Woody was there to catch her into his arms.

"Easy Jo," he laughed.

She felt more drunk now than she had at the club before they had sex and she was sure that he had caused this. It was like she was love drunk for him. Her body was screaming for him to kiss her again, to touch her again. He was like a drug and she was already addicted to him.

He didn't feel much different. He wondered how he had managed to keep his balance while their encounter at the club without problems and now he had difficulties with getting out of a car. Maybe their actions have boosted the effect of the alcohol.

With their arms around each other, they walked over to the entrance of his apartment building. As he fumbled with the keys she couldn't hold back and began to plant hot kisses on his neck. From that moment on, his concentration was gone. His hands were shaking and he needed a couple of tries until he found the key hole. He opened the door and they stumbled in, giggling like children.

She walked up the stairs in front of him, swaying her hips sexily with each step, which had quite an effect on him. He brought his arms around her from behind and held her against his body.

"You know, you've got a damn fine ass," he groaned into her ear.

"I know," she winked at him and wiggled out of his embrace. "Come and get me farm boy."

And before he could say anything she was stumbling up the stairs as quickly as her condition allowed. She didn't have to tell him twice, so he spurted after her, catching her just in front of his apartment door.

"Gotcha," he said breathlessly and spun her around by her shoulders.

His whole body pressed her into the door as he looked down in her flushed face. He captured her lips again in a heated kiss. Her hands were ruffling through his hair and he was tracing the curves of her hips with his hands. He became aroused again by their hot kisses and Jordan could feel him harden against her, which only fueled her passion. She brought her hands to his shirt but this time she wasted no time with the buttons. Instead, she tore it open with buttons flying everywhere.

He was pretty shocked at her outburst but this soon died away when he felt her soft lips on his chest. He groaned when she took a nipple into her mouth, softly sucking on it. Then his brain registered that they were still in the hallway. He told himself that they'd made it this time at least to his bedroom.

"This is not the right place for this, Jo. Come on, we'll continue inside," he said, already reaching for his keys. With her in front of him, it was really difficult to open the door.

"Hurry up, Woods. I don't want to wait the whole night," she said, shifting impatiently.

Just then, the door gave in and they stumbled inside, nearly falling. He quickly shut the door and they were all over again in an instant. They kissed passionately, clinging to each other as if their life depended on it. She brushed his open shirt down his arms and let it fall to the floor. Her hands were on his chest, feeling his muscles react to her touch. He touched her stomach, riding her top up her body. She got the hint and lifted her arms up, so he could pull it over her head.

Still kissing, he guided her slowly to his bedroom, always bumping into different pieces of furniture, but she didn't seem to mind. When they arrived in the bedroom, Jordan stepped out of her heels, which made her some inches smaller. He resembled her actions, quickly shedding his shoes and socks. His lips descended on hers again, while his hands opened the zipper of her skirt. Just a little tug and it fell effortlessly to the floor. So she was standing in front of him totally naked. He took his time and looked at her from head to toe. Her curly hair was soflty descending on her shoulders, her breasts were full and yearned to be touched. She had a flat and smooth stomach and her legs were long and slender.

"You're so incredibly beautiful, Jo," he whispered in awe, caressing her cheek.

She blushed at the compliment, feeling a warm heat rush through her body, her heart beating wildly. She took his hand and placed it over her heart, where he had always held a special place and still did. The atmosphere between them was the most erotic and intimate one they've ever felt.

When he felt her wild beating heart it touched him deeply. He felt a deep connection between the two of them, a connection that he never wanted to lose again. He moved in to kiss her softly. It was different than their previous kisses, still passionate but with a new found feeling of real love. It made her knees go weak but he had her in his strong arms before she could fall, pressing her naked chest against his.

She wanted to feel more of him, so she opened his pants, pushing them down along with his boxers and crawled onto the bed. She lay there naked with her dark curly hair sprawled around her head. He quickly stepped out of his last articles of clothing and joined her on the bed, easing her legs apart and settling between them, his stiff member pressing into her center which aroused her so much. She pulled his head down into a kiss. When he moved his lips to her neck, sucking and kissing her right at the crook of her neck, she moaned loudly. He made a mental note to remember that spot.

As he began with his exploration down her body he decided to take his time to pleasure her as much as possible. He reached her breasts with his mouth and let them have his special attention. He stroked one of her nipples with his tongue while teasing the other one with his hands which was rewarded by her soft moans and an impatient roll of her hips.

"Woody, I want you, now!" she exclaimed breathlessly.

"Be patient, princess. I promise it'll worth the wait," he smiled at her.

Then he continued his journey with his mouth and hands, listening to all her sighs and moans, to find the places she liked to be touched. He also found a ticklish spot at her side which he decided to remember later. When he dropped his tongue into her bellybutton her breath hitched. The nearer he came to her center, the shorter her breathing became. When he reached the top of her pubic hair he withdrew his mouth to fasten it again on the inside of her thigh which made her groan in frustration. He was kissing further away from his goal, ignoring her bucking hips.

"Woody, please," she pleaded with him.

"Please, what? What do you want me to do?"

"Please touch me, kiss me where I need it the most."

He thought it was enough torture for tonight so he surprised her by directly fastening his mouth on her hot center. He licked and caressed her sensitive nub while one of his fingers was working inside of her. This was driving her to ecstasy and she was rapidly nearing her climax.

She felt herself tensing up as the first waves of her orgasm washed over her but the she relaxed, letting herself get carried away by the heatwaves convulsing in her body. She screamed something during her release that sounded like his name. When she came down again, he retreated and lay down next to her, waiting for her to regain her breathing. He gently kissed her reddened cheek.

"Wow, you were right. It was worth the wait. But now I want more," she said.

Before he knew what happened he was pushed onto his back and she was straddling him. She guided him into her, sinking onto him with a deep sigh. They fit perfectly as if they were made for each other. This time, their lovemaking was slower, both wanting to enjoy the sensation as long as possible. While she was moving above him, he cupped her breasts, gently caressing them.

Soon her thrusts got harder and faster. When she leaned down for a kiss, he saw his chance to take control. He held her down do his chest and flipped them over quickly. She let out a surprised yelp but this turned into a moan as he started to move. Both were slowly working up their climax, and then it rushed over them with the force of a thunderstorm. They were panting and moaning each others names as they came.

Their sweaty bodies were still joined and Woody whished they could stay like that forever but eventually he had to pull out. Jordan let out a small whimper at the loss of contact, but he quickly cradled her into his arms, kissing her forehead. Her arm went around his waist, snuggling close against him. Soon their breathing slowed and they were barely awake.

"I love you Woody," Jordan whispered sleepily.

"I love you too, Jordan. So much," he replied before his eyes dropped.

They both found a peaceful sleep in each others arms. It was the most carefree sleep they both had in a very long time.

TBC

Next chapter: The morning after. Will they regret it or will they admit their feelings?

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