Okay, so here is a slightly longer chapter than my previous ones and it was also the hardest one to write. This is the reason for my rating and I hope you'll like it :)


The following two weeks were amazing. It didn't go a day when they didn't see each other. Well, they saw each other every day before they were dating too, but this was different. The times they spent alone with each other were wonderful. Whenever they kissed the world just seemed to stop spinning. It never went further than kisses though since neither one of them wanted to rush things. They didn't need to have sex to know where they had each other.

Charlie and Amita decided to keep a low profile. The closeness between the two of them was still very new and they wanted to keep it to themselves for a while before they let their friends and families know. Although they suspected Don already knew about it.

Two days ago Don dropped by Charlie's office to inform him about a breakthrough in a case Charlie had been helping the FBI with. Don never knocked on the door before he entered and Charlie and Amita, who had other things on their minds at the time, pulled away from each other as soon as they noticed someone was about to enter through the door. They thought they were fast enough but the grin on Don's face forced them to rethink. It must have been suspicious to see them in Charlie's office…together…gasping for air…well…he is a FBI agent after all. Don never said anything though.

"Charlie, you got a minute?" Amita stood in the doorway to his classroom. As soon as he heard her voice he put the chalk down and turned around to face her.

"For you? Always."

Amita smiled and entered the room. She closed the door and walked towards him.

"You got planes tonight?" She asked and put her arms around his neck. Charlie responded to her touch by embracing her. He loved the feeling of being this close to her.

"No, nothing I can't cancel. Why do you ask?"

"I just thought that maybe we could do something later."

"Oh really? What did you have in mind?" Charlie asked playfully and brushed his lips against hers in an almost kiss. The sensation made her forget why she was there in the first place but she recovered after a while.

"Oh you know…I just thought that, since we've gone out almost every day this week, it would be nice to spend an evening inside…just the two of us."

"Yeah?" The smile he gave her made her knees feel weak.

"Yeah, I was thinking pizza and a movie maybe…at my place." Her hands were slowly caressing his neck and he found it hard to concentrate on what she was saying.

"That sounds…really nice. I would love to do that."

"Yeah? So…it's a date then."

"It's a date." He confirmed and smiled at the thought of spending a quiet evening alone with Amita. They had really gotten to know each other the last couple of weeks. Amita told him all about her trip to India and he could talk to her about personal stuff like his mother's death.

Amita slowly let Charlie go. She let her arms fall from his neck and down his arms. She gave him a quick kiss and was about to turn around when Charlie grabbed her wrist and pulled her back towards him. The kiss he gave her was filled with passion and she responded almost immediate. God, he's a good kisser, she thought when she felt his tongue stroke her bottom lip. The kiss lasted forever. Okay, maybe not forever but it sure felt like it. When the kiss ended she let out a quiet moan. She missed him already. Amita looked into his eyes and had to ask.

"What was that for?" She whispered.

"For being you." He whispered back.

Her smile lit up the room and she left Charlie alone with his thoughts. Amita really didn't want to go but she had a class to teach. Can't really afford to lose my job the second week now, can I?

Charlie watched her go before he continued to write on his board. The thought of her gave him goosebumps. No other woman had ever had that effect on him before.

"Charles Edward Eppes." Larry said behind his back. He hadn't heard him come in and the sound of his name made him jump.

"God Larry, don't do that!"

"Sorry, sorry. I didn't realize you were so…so…easily frightened." Larry said and took a seat in the chair by his desk. He picked up the Rubik's cube that was lying in front of him and began to play with it.

"Well obviously I am." Charlie said a little annoyed. "What can I do for you?" When he didn't get an answer to his question Charlie turned around to look at him.

"You already forgot, didn't you?" Larry said.

"What?"

"You were going to help me with the preparation." After seeing Charlie's confused look he continued. "You know the lecture I'm giving on Friday."

"Gosh Larry, I'm so sorry. I totally forgot about it. Is it urgent because I'm kind of busy all day?" Charlie said and hoped to God Larry wouldn't ask what his plans were. He hated to lie.

"Oh," Larry said a little surprised. "Well, I guess we can do it tomorrow? I could really use your help on this one Charles."

"Sure, fine. I'm off tomorrow so why don't you swing by my house in the morning and I'll take a look at it then."

"Are you sure that's okay? I don't want to bother you on your day off."

"No, no…it's no trouble."

"Well okay then, as long as you're sure." Larry said and put the cube back down before he got up from the chair. "I'll see you tomorrow." Charlie nodded and Larry left his office just as quiet as he had been when he first entered. Someone should put a bell around his neck, Charlie thought and chuckled at the picture in his head. He couldn't help feeling a bit guilty for forgetting something he promised Larry to do.

Amita was in the kitchen when she heard the knock on the door. She was dying of anticipation. She practically ran to the door but stopped before she opened it to catch her breath. She looked in the peephole and smiled.

"Oh, great. It's the pizza man!" She said when she saw Charlie standing there with the box in his hands.

"Yeah, it's me. Hungry?"

"Starving." Amita took the pizza from Charlie and invited him into her home. He took off his jacket and followed her into the living room where she placed the pizza box on the table in front of the TV.

"So…is this the movie?" He asked and pointed to a DVD case on the table. "Life is beautiful." He read.

"Yeah, it's an Italian movie. It takes place during the World War II. Have you seen it?"

"No, I haven't actually. But I've heard it's supposed to be good."

"It is," She stated and walked into the kitchen to get them both something to drink.

About two hours later when the movie ended Amita was lying half on top of Charlie. Her head was resting on his stomach and her arm was wrapped around his waist. He was gently caressing it up and down with his hand.

"So…what did you think?" Amita asked with her face buried in his shirt.

"I think I have a new favourite movie," he said and continued to stroke her bare arm. Thank God I decided to wear a T-shirt tonight. This "skin against skin"- feeling feels damn good, she thought and smiled.

"Yeah, we should do this more often."

"Definitely."

The two of them just lay there, together, in her couch doing nothing more but to enjoy each others company. Both of them had their eyes closed to savour the moment and it didn't take long before they fell asleep.

Amita woke again up when she felt something move under her. She didn't need to open her eyes to know the source of the movement.

"Charlie, are you awake?" She whispered.

"Mmm, yeah…a little." He answered with a sleepy voice.

"We shouldn't sleep out here."

"What?" His eyes still closed.

"The couch." She stated. "It's really uncomfortable. The last time I fell asleep on it I woke up with a sore back."

"Mmm…don't wanna move. Feels too good." He stopped and held her tighter. "You feel good."

She opened her eyes and lifted her head so she could look at him. When he felt Amita move he opened his eyes too and met her gaze. Slowly she crawled up his body to be face to face with him. They didn't say anything, just looked into each others eyes. Amita bent down and captured his lips with hers. The kiss was soft but it still told him what she wanted and that didn't go Charlie unnoticed. They kissed a little bit longer before he felt her hand slowly starting to unbutton his shirt.

"Amita…," he whispered and stroked her hair when the kisses stopped. "Are you sure…about this?"

"I've never been more sure about anything." She whispered back and caressed his now exposed chest with her hand. It was time to take this relationship to the next level. She closed the distance between them again and kissed him like she had never kissed anyone before. She lifted her body to straddle his lap and bent down to take one of his nipples in her mouth. He let out a quiet "God" and started to tug on her shirt. He needed to feel more of her. She stopped with the kissing and lifted her arms above her head. That was enough for him to pull the shirt over her head and toss it somewhere on the floor.

"Bed. Now." It must have sounded really needing but at the moment she didn't care. She wanted him and he wanted her and nothing else mattered. Amita stood up and Charlie quickly followed her. They didn't even get to the bedroom before they were at each other again. Charlie pushed her against a wall. He lifted her up and Amita wrapped her legs around his waist. She moaned when she felt how aroused he was. In one quick move she pulled his open shirt down his arms and made it fall to the floor. When it was gone his hands moved to her bottom to hold her in place while she kissed and sucked on his neck. It would probably leave a mark but like before, she didn't care.

Finally they were able to reach the bedroom and Charlie gently laid Amita down on her bed. He on the other hand was lying on top of her between her legs. They stopped to look at each other. His beautiful brown eyes captured her and she lifted her hand to caress his cheek. They smiled at each other and Charlie lowered his head to kiss her neck. Amita closed her eyes to savour the feeling.

Her bra was the next thing to go. When he captured her sensitive nipple with his mouth and stroke it with his tongue she was sure she was going to loose it right there and then. Her hands reached the zipper of his pants and opened it in a painfully slow rate. She put her hands down his underwear and he froze at the feeling of her hand around him. She wanted to feel him, touch him, and see his reaction when she gently stroked him back and forth.

"If you don't stop doing that right now I don't think I can hold in any longer." He said with a voice full with arousal and desperation. He actually loved what she was doing to him but didn't want to come until he had given her what she deserved. Amita let him go and they continued with the kissing and the removing of their clothes.

Ten minutes later they were completely naked. There wasn't an inch of skin on either of their bodies that hadn't been touched yet. Suddenly Charlie stopped and Amita could sense he had something on his mind.

"What is it?" Amita wondered.

"Amita…I…I didn't exactly come prepared for this."

"It's okay. I'm on the pill." When she noticed the look on his face she continued. "I'm an optimist." He laughed quietly and kissed her.

"You are amazing you know that?" He told to her.

"You're pretty amazing yourself." She answered with a smile and kissed him back.

Charlie positioned himself on top of her and entered her slowly giving her time to adjust. Their breathing became more rapidly. Amita closed her eyes and wrapped her legs around his waist to show him she wanted more, that she needed to feel more of him. He kissed her and began to move. Slowly at first but picked up speed when he found it harder to contain himself. Amita caressed his back and once in a while he could feel her nails dig into his skin when he hit her most sensitive spot.

"God Charlie, don't stop," She begged in an almost inaudible tone.

Amita was the first one to climax but Charlie wasn't too far behind. He buried his head in the hollow of her neck after calling out her name.

Neither one of them spoke. No words could describe what they were feeling right now. The smell of sex and sweat was lingering in the air. The sheets on her bed were a complete mess. It would have been completely dark in the room if it wouldn't have been for the small amount of light that was finding its way in through the small openings of the blinds.

Still not moving they tried to regain their breathing. Amita kept him close to her by wrapping her arms around him. She wasn't ready for the loss of contact just yet. He felt her need to keep him near her so he took Amita with him when he turned them around in her bed. Amita stiffened at his sudden move but he felt her relaxed again when she was settled on top of him.

For the second time that night they fell asleep in each others arms.


TBC