Note: this chapter is R for sexual content!

Disclaimer: I don't own them, just my computer and my poor brain

The half light of dawn was starting to show when they arrived in Boston. They entered the apartment hand in hand, in silence; there was no urgency or hurry anymore. Pacey left her bag on the floor and took her in his arms, smiling.

"Tired?" The question was clear in his eyes.

"Not that much." She smiled back kissing him. It was a soft kiss, but the need they felt for each other, turned it into pure passion. She opened her mouth to his tongue assault, letting him taste her till they were both breathless. His arms were pulling her as close as possible, as their breaths mingled in that kiss.

"Jo, Jo" He whispered between kisses, her name like a prayer on his lips. He took her in his arms, carrying her to his bedroom, carefully laying her on his bed. She just stared at him, love, passion, desire, lust, all written in her features, her brown hair all around her face. He sits on the bed, just looking at her, lovingly.

"Are you going just to look, Witter?" She teased.

"First I have to tell you few things, Jo." He took her hand, kissing her knuckles. "I want you to know that I really forgave you, the only reason I stopped things till now, besides some moments of bad timing from our dearest friends, was because every relationship I had up today has turned down after sex and I can't bear losing you again. You are everything to me; these past months without you, were killing me, even if I never admitted it. When I was at the sea, every night I remembered our nights on True love, and made me feel even worse. And that's why I got involved with Erin, to try to ease the pain, but it only made it more difficult. But I want you to know that I couldn't sleep with her, I felt if I did so, I would be betraying you." She smiled. "And to finish this rambling, I love you, Potter, and I'm gonna prove it to you every single moment from now on."

"You don't have to prove me, Pace. I just want you to love me." She had tears of happiness in her eyes.

"You wouldn't have to ask that, Jo." He made her stand up; they were both in front of each other, their gaze locked. They stripped their own clothes, never losing visual contact, just smiling. Joey laid back on the bed and he joined, both naked, in need of feel each other's skin. He looked at her, feeling his heart beating faster at the sight of her beauty just waiting for him.

"Hey." She whispered.

His answer was lower his head and kiss her slowly. She threw her arms around his neck, bringing him closer, opening her mouth to accept his tongue, reveling in the feel of him, the taste of him. He sucked her lower lip, nibbling it, and left her mouth to shower her face with soft kisses, letting his tongue trace her ear shell, sucking and biting softly the lobe, causing her to moan in pleasure. His hands traced gently her ribcage until he reached her breasts, cupping them, pinching the nipples, bringing a jolt of electricity running through her body. His mouth kept its way downwards, kissing her neck, one shoulder than the other, as she breathed through open lips, fighting for air. Joey let her hands go off his hair to caress his neck, making him shiver, his shoulders, one finger tracing the contours of his body, reaching his aching erection, she just runs her finger on him, making him groan and press himself on her. She slowly takes him in her hand, stroking him, and feeling him getting harder under her touch, until he stops her.

"Jo, I won't last much if you keep doing that." His voice was a mixture of pleasure and pain. She stopped, taking his face on her hands, locking her mouth on his, trying to show him all the passion she felt with one kiss. He continued kneading her breasts, teasing her, and turned again his attention to them with his mouth, licking her nipples, nipping them and sucking her breasts, in a sweet torture, her breath becoming more ragged and her moans of pleasure louder. It's his turn to bring his hand to trace her belly, her navel, then to her thigh, making her growl in frustration.

"What's wrong, baby?" He chuckles and she simply glared at him. He slips his fingers between her legs, feeling the dampness of her arousal, putting two fingers inside of her, while his thumb teased her clit, making her hips lift off the mattress, gasping. She closed her eyes, when he started placing open mouth kisses along her body, with his hand still working on her, he kissed her thighs, and she held her breath in anticipation knowing what was coming next. He smiled, and finally let his mouth join his fingers, tasting her, licking and sucking, her breath shorter, and the moans uncontrollably leaving her mouth, up to the point she was unable to hold the tension anymore, as her orgasm washed over her body, his name cried out loud. He looked into the night stand, finding what he needed, and put on the condom, and positioned himself at her entrance. He kissed her, the taste of herself on his lips arousing her in the most sensual way, as he slowly entered her. He kept still for a moment, just enjoying the feeling of being inside her again. She sighed; something that sounded like I love you left her lips and the stillness became unbearable. He starts to thrust into her as slow as he could; he wanted this to last forever, just this feeling of warmness surrounding him. She brought her legs around his waist, needing to feel him even closer, as their mouths encountered in heated kisses, their bodies moving in perfect synchrony, the pace becoming faster as they felt the need to release more urgent. He felt her walls closing around him as she came again, his name the only intelligible thing she could form, her pleasure triggering his own release. He remained over her for a moment, kissing her face, her neck, murmuring 'I love yous'. Joey kept her eyes shut, her breath still labored, like she couldn't recover. He left her fro a moment, to dispose of the used condom and got back to bed, bringing a still silent Joey closer to him. She just snuggled up, letting her head rest on his chest. Pacey started to get worried about her apparently lost of words.

"Jo, are you ok?" He lifted her chin to face her, who still had her eyes closed.

"I think I just forgot how to speak" She mumbled.

He grinned, kissing her forehead, his arms tightening around her.

"So I guess this is better than nice, huh?" He couldn't help the teasing.

She opened her eyes, losing herself in the depths of his blue ones, smiling and kissing his shoulder.

"Much better than nice." She started laughing.

"Jo, it's not nice to laugh after mind numbing sex with your boyfriend, you know?"

"It's just that we finally did it." She replied, kissing him.

"It's still not a reason to laugh."

"I'm so happy that I could go dancing naked on the streets."

"Although I find your naked self a pretty sight, I think I will keep you right here."

"Jealous."

"Not jealous, just careful. I love you, Jo." He kissed her.

"Love you too, Pace."

They stayed in silence, soft kisses once in a while, his hands stroking her hair, until both drifted off to sleep.