Chapter 9
John's visit to the hospital had been brief, although not brief enough to suit him. He had spent the night there while they monitored his vital signs and physical reactions, along with doing blood tests. The next morning Michael let him go on the condition that he take it easy for a few days.
John had smiled and winked. "Depends on your idea of taking it easy. I promised Natalie a date and a date she's going to get."
Michael had acquiesced. "Fine, but try to spend some time in bed. I mean resting!"
Bo had given them John a few days off, and Parker had done the same for Natalie after their ordeal. John was combing his hair as Natalie leaned into the mirror putting on mascara.
"Are you sure you don't want something more than Rodi's?"
She shook her head as she put the mascara tube back in her makeup bag. "All I want is to spend a night with you. Rodi's is our place, why would I want to go anywhere else?"
John walked out of the small bathroom. "Because you deserve more than just a smoky bar and dinner of burgers and fries."
He sat on the bed and looked at her. "You deserve all that stuff that girls like."
Natalie smiled and shook her head. "First of all, women." He laughed and waited for her to continue. "Second of all, I don't like that frou-frou stuff. I feel much more comfortable at Rodi's than I ever have at the Palace. I'm not a wine and roses person. Beer and burgers is a lot more fun."
"Burgers taste a lot better than roses." He smirked as she threw her head back and laughed. "Damn I love when you laugh like that."
She pulled him off the bed and pressed herself against him. "You never have to do stuff you hate just to make me happy John. You make me happy."
He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. "You make me happy too. And if we don't leave for Rodi's right now, we won't be leaving this room."
She nodded and grabbed her purse. "Let's go."
They walked up to the door and Natalie tried opening it but it was locked. "What the…?"
John smiled and pulled a key out of his pocket. "Surprise."
Her mouth fell open in shock. "What did you do?"
"I convinced Mac that tonight would be dead anyway and he might as well let me have the place."
"You did this for me?"
He nodded as he unlocked the door and flipped on the lights. "It's Sunday so it wasn't as hard as I thought it would be to convince Mac to let me have it. And actually all I had to do was say it was for you. I think he's got a crush on you."
Natalie laughed. "I doubt that. He just wants me to come back to waiting tables and running the bar."
"That could be. You were the best he's ever had here."
"That's very nice of you to say. You don't have to butter me up you know."
John laughed. "I was actually hoping to distract you so I might win a game or two." He pointed to the pool table where the next game was already set up.
"I don't get distracted."
He raised his eyebrows. "Is that a challenge?"
"Yeah I guess it is. Bring it, McBain."
"You're really sexy when you get feisty."
She smiled and grabbed her pool stick. "Is that so?"
He nodded and watched as she walked around the table to break. His eyes roamed her body as slowly bent over to make the shot. Her shirt opened enough to give him a teasing view of her breasts. He felt heat rushing through his body as he watched her first shot. She moved around the table to line up her next shot.
This time her back was to him, giving him a look at the fit of her jeans on her firm ass as she leaned into the table. He knew if she kept this up, they weren't going to make it through the first game.
"Natalie." His voice was husky and she felt a shiver go through her. She knew that tone.
"Yeah," she said breathlessly. She thought back to the first fantasy she had ever had of him. In this bar. On this pool table. She turned around to see him walking over to her. He picked her up and sat her on the table, kissing her deeply. "I want you."
She moaned into his kiss. "I want you too." She pulled away, blushing slightly.
"What's wrong?"
She smiled. "Nothing's wrong. I, um, well I had a fantasy about us doing this."
He smiled with her. "Is that so? When was this?"
She blushed again. "When I still worked here."
"When you used to wear those tight Rodi's t-shirts and black jeans?" He pressed himself against her and she could feel his arousal teasing her center.
"Uh-huh. You made love to me on this table."
"I've always wanted to make your dreams come true."
She grabbed his shirt and pulled him down on top of her. "Make love to me, John."
He nodded as he kissed slowly down her neck, unbuttoning her shirt and kissing the skin underneath. As he moved to tease her nipples through her bra, he unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them lower. She wiggled them down so that they were puddled on the floor. He bit gently on one nipple then the other as she moaned in pleasure.
She reached for his t-shirt, which he quickly removed and laid on the table. She sat up and made quick work of the button of his jeans, pushing them down over his erection. He moaned as her hand brushed his arousal. He grabbed her waist and placed her on his t-shirt, grinning. "We still want to be able to play pool on this table, after all." She giggled as she unhooked her bra, tossing it on the floor, and laid back on the table, lifting her hips so that he could slide her lace panties down. He looked at her, red hair against green felt, her creamy white skin against his black t-shirt. Desire surged through him as he pressed himself against her and felt her wet heat begging him to enter her.
"John, please. I need you."
As much as he wanted to prolong the teasing, he couldn't resist her pleas, he needed her just as much. He guided his length inside her, feeling her body clench him as he slid into her wetness. She moaned as she felt him filling her, signaling her first release. He held still, afraid if he moved she would milk his orgasm from him too soon. As he felt her body begin to relax, he moved inside her, his hands teasing her taut nipples.
She met every thrust as he started to move more quickly. She moaned his name as he moved his hand between them to circle her sensitive bud. She began to shudder as another orgasm shook her. Her body held on tight to his hardness as she came. He held himself back, not wanting to give into this pleasure yet.
She opened her eyes and saw him watching her. Keeping eye contact, she moved her hands to her breasts, slowly teasing her nipples as he watched. His eyes widened as she pinched them gently and moaned as she gave herself pleasure. He began moving inside her again, slowly at first, mesmerized by watching her movements.
He grabbed her hips and began pushing himself in and out of her harder and faster. Slowly she moved one hand between them and pleasured herself, as her other hand continued on her breast. She moaned as he pushed deeper inside her. Her body was on overload and she knew she was going to peak again soon. As she crested, he felt his own orgasm rushing from him. His body shuddered with release as he filled her, feeling her clenching around him.
John collapsed beside her as their breathing began to return to normal. Natalie smiled, snuggling against his chest. "I'll never look at this table the same way again."
He laughed. "Me either. It's gonna be a bit, um, hard to just play pool from now on."
She laughed with him. "That's for sure. Shall we clean up here and go home for round two?"
Despite the exertion of round one, he felt desire stirring within him again. "I'm up for it if you are."
She giggled again and kissed him softly. He then kissed her forehead. "I love you."
"I love you, too. Let's go home."
He nodded and helped her from the table. It was going to be a long and fun night.
FIN
