A/N I do not own these characters. I am simply borrowing them for my own amusement, and hopefully that of my readers. I mean no harm and am gaining no profit from the use of these characters so please, please don't take me to court! Thanks Ya'll...

Chapter 11 NC-17

They went to John's 'friend's' garage and the reception they got was lukewarm. Apparently Logan was the brother of a woman John had dated some years ago. John had helped him out but had ended up dumping the sister. All in all Natalie found the man's grudging helpfulness amusing. After they ditched the car and got a replacement Logan booked a room at an out of the way bed and breakfast for them. There was only one room available so they had to share.

John pulled up to the bed and breakfast in the olive green Dodge Neon that Logan had lent them. The car was over 10 years old and there was more rust on the car then actual paint. John should have been annoyed at Logan's choice of 'help' but he was too relieved to have the target off their backs to care. As long as the piece of junk got them where they needed to go that's all he cared about.

After stopping at the local thrift store they both now had some clothing to wear. Natalie got out of the car once John parked it and looked around, still shaken up over what had happened. She was still trying to process it in her mind. So when John came around the car with their meager bags of clothes and put his hand on her shoulder she jumped. "Oh!" she gasped out, startled.

John saw her reaction and immediately felt bad. "Sorry," he murmured. Taking her arm gently he ushered them into the building, stopping at the front desk. "Hi my name is Logan Jackson. I made reservations for the night."

The receptionist smiled warmly and typed the name on the computer. "Yes, Mr. Jackson. I have it right here. You are in room 9. Can I have someone take your bags?"

John smiled winningly and shook his head, "No thanks. My wife and I don't like other people touching our things." He said politely, ignoring the startled look Natalie shot his way. The woman handed him the key and they went to the room.

Natalie was amused by his words. Once she got in the room she turned to him and teased, "So, now we are married? Must have been some wedding..."

John shrugged, a little embarrassed. "I couldn't think of anything else to tell her that would make us more forgettable."

At that Natalie raised an eyebrow and gave him the once over, "I hate to tell you this John but you couldn't be forgettable if you tried."

John looked at her quickly; she couldn't be saying what it sounded like... At her frank appraisal of his body he realized that she was saying exactly what it sounded like. He blushed slightly at the pure feminine approval in her eyes even as his body reacted to it. Desire slammed into him and he was suddenly much too warm. "Don't look at me like that unless you mean it," he warned in a slightly more husky voice then normal.

Natalie was confused at first then blushed bright red as she realized she was staring at him like a half starved wolf. She stammered slightly, "I...I'm going to take a shower."

John grinned at her hasty retreat. Looking around the room he noted that it was really a very nice room. The FBI in him made him go through the drawers in the dresser and inspect the closet. When he got to the nightstand he was amused to see several boxes of condoms...small...medium and large. The sight of the condoms put some very lustful thoughts in his head about his redheaded companion.

He sat down on the bed and leaned back, his mind drifting. He imagined Natalie naked in the shower, steam billowing from the heat of the water. Her beautiful body wet and soapy... He imagined getting into the shower behind her and pulling her to him, covering her lush breasts with his hands. His breathing began to get labored as he sunk further into his fantasy.

He would kiss her neck and whisper in her ear how much he wanted her. Trailing his hands down her stomach he would cover her aching mound with his hand, tease her. Then when she was begging for him he would turn her around, sink to his knees and taste for him self her desire. He moaned to himself at the thought, his body hardening, and his jeans becoming uncomfortable.

John heard the water turn off and shook himself out of his heated fantasy. He closed his eyes and counted to 10, willing his hard-on to dissipate. He didn't want her to think he was a letch.

While in the shower Natalie herself had harbored an impure thought or two of the man in the other room. After the days events she felt even more connected to him then she had before. She knew it was WAY too soon to love him this much but she couldn't help what she felt. She knew they needed to concentrate on putting the men in jail who had tried to kill John and then had kidnapped them both but her heart was telling her that she needed to tell John how she felt about him.

Sighing she got out of the shower. She knew she wouldn't tell him, not yet anyway, but she wanted to so badly. By the way he looked at her he must have feelings for her as well she reasoned to herself. Toweling off and then dressing she finished up. When she got out to the bedroom she saw that John had gotten comfortable on the bed and looked to be asleep. "John?" she questioned softly.

John heard her and his eyes popped open. Taking a moment to simply look at her before he answered, "I'm awake."

"The shower is free," Natalie said sitting down on the bed. She could feel the heat from John's body and knew that the attraction she was feeling was mutual. She was relieved when he got up and headed to the bathroom. After he left she lifted the covers and climbed in, suddenly very tired. With in minutes she was asleep.

After his shower John came out expecting to see Natalie waiting for him but when he entered the bedroom she was fast asleep. He walked over to the bed and sat on the edge, a rush of affection surging through him. A strand of hair had fallen in her eyes and his arm reached out to tenderly brush it aside. "She was so beautiful." He thought. It wasn't just her hair or her face or even her body, though those made him burn to possess her. It was her soul, her innate goodness that made her so attractive to him.

Leaning down he pressed his lips to hers in a light kiss.

Natalie felt the light brushing of his lips on hers and reached out, twining her arms around his neck. Still more then half asleep she pulled him closer and deepened the kiss with a soft moan.

John was startled by her actions, his blood heating quickly as she drew his head back down into a heated kiss. He quickly forgot about everything but the feel of her soft lips moving against his. With a groan he sank down on the bed and wrapped his arms around her, burying his hands into her silky hair.

Natalie suddenly came fully awake and realized what was happening. She pulled away from his lips and stared at him, her chest heaving in time with his. They simply stared at each other for a minute both trying to see what the other was thinking.

John looked into her eyes and saw the confusion. He wanted to feel bad about kissing her but he couldn't. That kiss had been amazing! He started to pull away regretfully but her hand on his face stopped him. He looked at her intensely, "Natalie...?"

Natalie saw the confusion on his face, the hope. She knew he wanted her she could see it in his eyes, feel it in his kiss. Suddenly, as he started to pull away, she knew that she wanted him just as much, maybe more. That after tonight she may not get the chance to show him what she felt even if she couldn't say it. She put a hand to his cheek, stopping his departure. "Tonight...Just tonight..." she murmured to him, leaning forward and placing a kiss on his mouth.

John heard her words and felt her lips. Desire burned through him and he crushed her to him, kissing her with passion. "Oh, Natalie..." he moaned into her mouth.

Natalie sank back onto the bed and John followed, covering her with is body. They kissed wildly, passionately not being able to get enough of each other. Some how she wasn't sure how their clothes came off and then they were skin to skin.

As she glided her hands over his bare chest she marveled at the feel of it, the heat of him. He was so hot she thought as he buried his face in the valley between her breasts. Throwing her head back she moaned and clutched at his shoulders as he took her nipple in his mouth.

John loved the feel of her beneath him. Her breasts were perfection he though as he feasted on them. Alternating between licking and suckling them he gorged on her before moving down. He grinned as he remembered his earlier fantasy; he still wanted a taste of her sweetness. He felt her hands go to his hair as he moved down to the apex of her thighs.

"John!" Natalie gasped. Her hands tightened in his hair when he pulled her legs apart and settled between them. She squirmed when she felt his hot breath on her moist curls.

John brought his fingers to her hotness and played with her curls before spreading her open. Her hands jerked at his hair telling him with out words where she wanted his mouth. He lowered his mouth chuckling. Still holding her open with one hand he took the other and plunged 2 fingers into her waiting heat at the same time as he closed his mouth over her sensitive bud of nerves.

Natalie was on sensory overload and as he plunged his fingers into her core she yelled out, "John!" She bucked against his hands and mouth as he brought her to the brink of orgasm. Just as she was about to go over the edge he pulled away and sat up. "Don't stop!" she panted. She let out a growl of frustration when he made no move to continue.

John smiled at her sexy growl and reached for a condom. He wanted to be inside her when she came, he NEEDED to be inside her. His cock was so hard and aching he knew he would go crazy if he didn't take her now. He sheathed himself and positioned his shaft at her entrance. He looked into her eyes for permission and at her passionate nod he sank himself deep into her, moaning as hot velvet closed around him.

He burned, he ached, but he didn't move an inch. He stayed still, just feeling her. He took her hands in his and pushed them up over her head, holding them there. "Ohhhh, Natalie..." he moaned onto her ear as he started to move above her. His thick shaft plunging in and out of her in a rhythm that made her moan.

She had never felt anything so wonderful as John's possession of her body. He brought out her fire, her passion and stoked it till she thought she was going to explode. Her body was slick with sweat as she moved with him; reaching for the paradise she knew was waiting. Soon she knew the wait was over and she arched beneath him, going up and over the edge and into ecstasy.

John felt her muscles clench around him as she let go and moved more quickly, his own end approaching rapidly. He held out as long as he could then suddenly stilled, shuddering as his body found release. Her name on his lips he emptied himself into her still pulsing core then collapsed on top of her.

To be continued...