A/N I do not own these characters. If I did Jolie fanfic would be unnecessary because they would have good s/l's on the show. However since the Hack is head writer and can't write to save her life fanfic is necessary; hence this story.

Chapter 25 (NC-17)

Natalie waited impatiently as John got them a room. It was all slightly unreal to her as she reflected on the events of the day. The fact that she was free, for now anyway, and that John loved her. More importantly she was still in awe over her own feelings. She never thought she could feel this way, about anyone, let alone a cop. 'Well former cop anyway,' she thought to herself.

Then meeting her family yesterday, finding out she now had a 5 million dollar trust fund, it was all just overwhelming. She needed time to adjust, to take it all in. But over riding all that was her desire for her husband. She wanted to belong to him body and soul, to express her love for him by making love to him. Finding out that he had loved her before made her feel slightly guilty. Like she needed to make up for something some how. She knew it was ridiculous but she couldn't help it.

John got their room key quickly and took her hand, leading her to the elevators. As they stepped in he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close, simply holding her. Dropping a kiss on the top of her head, he sensed that she was worrying about something, "What is it?" he asked.

"I feel guilty," she said honestly.

"About what?" he asked confused.

"The first time we made love, you loved me and I didn't know. I didn't realize I felt the same way yet. I feel like I cheated you out of something." Trying to explain left Natalie feeling tongue-tied and a little vulnerable.

John stepped back a bit and tilted her head to meet his gaze, "You didn't cheat me out of anything. Natalie, I loved you and when we made love I knew you didn't feel the same. You don't have to feel bad. All that matters now is that I love you and you love me and that we are starting our lives fresh."

Natalie had tears in her eyes at his heartfelt speech and, unable to speak, she reached for his head and drew him into a passionate kiss.

John kissed her back immediately and then drew back as he heard the elevator doors open. Sighing in frustration he took one look at her glazed eyes and passion flushed face and practically dragged her to their room. Opening the door they quickly stepped inside and the moment Natalie shut the door and turned around he had her pinned against the door devouring her lips in a hungry assault.

Lost in the kiss Natalie brought her hands to his shoulders and pulled him closer. Pressing her body against his she slipped her tongue into his mouth, tasting his essence. Mindful of his bruises she gently ran her hands down his back, stopping at his waist. She moaned into his mouth when she felt his clever hands cup her breasts. It felt so good; her skin felt hot and tingly where he touched her and she moaned again.

John kneaded her breasts gently and pressed his hips into her stomach, letting her feel how much he wanted her. Taking his hands away from her breasts he grinned at her little mew of protest. He took her hand and led her to the bedroom. Reaching the bed he reached for his shirt and pulled it over his head and tossed it to the floor. Then, not giving her time to see all the bumps and bruises on his body, he rid himself of his shoes, socks, pants and underwear. The moment he kicked off the last of his clothes he pulled her to him and kissed her.

Natalie watched him strip down quickly and pulled her own shirt over her head. Before she could get anything else off he had shucked all his clothes and was kissing her as if he would die with out her. The passion in his kiss blasted her away, made her crazy for him. As their tongues dueled his hands were unclasping her bra and tossing it to the floor. She gasped as she felt his hands on her bare flesh. Moaning she tore her mouth away from his and buried it in his neck, lightly nipping his skin.

He couldn't get enough of her she was driving him insane, John thought as he moved his hands over her body. He was filled with an urgency that wasn't present the first time they mad love. He felt like he was going to burn up he was so hot. His skin on fire where she touched him and his blood pumped furiously with his need of her. Reaching for her pants he unsnapped them and pushed them and her underwear down her legs. Kneeling in front of her he pulled her shoes and socks off then slid her pants and underwear off as well.

He looked up and saw her looking down at him, naked as the day she was born, and heat flared in his eyes. Reaching up he grasped her hips and forced her to step forward. He ran his hands over her thighs and then in between, urging them apart. He slid his fingers up to her hot aching core and parted her.

Natalie watched as John leaned forward and brought his mouth to her throbbing center. Moaning as his breath whispered on the damp hair and flesh between her legs. As he parted her further and then licked she yelped in pleasure, grabbing his head and sliding her hands into his hair. He continued to torture her licking and nipping, but avoiding the sensitive little nub that would give her the most pleasure. As he pleasured her Natalie felt like she had died and gone to heaven. She was close, so close but he continued to bring her to the edge only to pull back. Just when she thought she couldn't take it any more, when she thought she was going to go mad he suddenly put his mouth on her clit and sucked, hard. With a loud, "John!" she climaxed violently. Her inner muscles clenching and releasing as she gripped John's hair tightly, holding on for dear life.

John smiled against her as he felt her go over the edge. His cock hot, hard, and ready, throbbed with the need to be inside her. Before she had even come down for her high lifted her up deposited her on to the middle of the bed and was above her. Kissing her lips passionately he spread her legs once again and slid into her with one powerful thrust. Groaning aloud as he felt her still spasming body clench around him he stayed still, trying to control himself. He wanted to take her hard and fast but he waited, knowing that there was more, much more, to experience. Soon, as the spasms subsided, he began to move, slow powerful strokes. Sweat dripped from his body and on to hers as he used every ounce of control he had not to plunder her body. He reached for her hand and intertwined their fingers as he pinned her arms above her head, continuing with the slow, controlled pace.

Natalie felt like she was on fire. Her body moved in time with his, her hips arching to meet his thrusts. He was going to kill her with his unhurried pace. Her body was demanding more, now! "Faster John." She moaned out, then, "Please!" when he didn't comply to her satisfaction. Gripping his hands tighter she began to arch her hips faster, harder into his, trying to quicken the pace.

John heard her pleas and felt her quicken the pace and knew that it was time. Quickening his movements he felt his balls tightening and knew he was at the end of his control, he was going to cum. Letting go of one of her hands he reached between them and stroked her clit and covered her mouth with his. He began to tremble and shake as he climaxed.

Natalie felt his hand and then his release. As his hot seed shot into her she too found her release. Moaning loudly against his mouth she wrapped her legs around him tightly, pulling him closer, wanting to be as close to him as possible.

As their shaking stopped and they came back to earth, John moved of her and rolled to his side, taking her with him. The looked into each other's eyes for a long moment and smiled tenderly at each other, just enjoying the closeness of the moment. Then Natalie turned around, put her back to him and snuggled into him as John wrapped his arms around her and pulled her tight. As they lay there spooned together John pulled a blanket over them and settled in for the night.

"I love you, John." Natalie whispered softly, wanting to tell him again but not wanting to break the moment.

John hugged her tighter, happier then he could ever remember being. "I love you too Natalie." Kissing the top of her neck he shifted a little more as he got comfortable. Soon the air was filled with their soft breathing as they fell into a deep sleep, cuddled in each other's arms.

To be continued...