A/N: Jason is the only McCord that is living at home. Also, I have started another chapter sorta an aftermath/next day kinda thing. Drop a review and let me know if you want me to upload it as well. I hope you enjoy this as much as I did writing it.

Henry has had one of the worst days since he started teaching at the War College. Walking into the house he found it was empty so he walked over to his desk and decided to work on some pages of his book. After not being able to focus, he walked over to the wet bar and poured himself a glass of bourbon. Downing the first in one gulp he pours another and pulled out his phone.

Henry (4:21 pm): "I need you to come home."

Elizabeth (4:37 pm): "Why? Everything okay? Should be home in the next hour. Leaving WH headed back to my office. Jason is staying at his friend's tonight. I talked to him earlier."

Henry (4:39 pm): "Elizabeth, you have 45 minutes to be home."

Elizabeth (4:55 pm): "what happens if I'm late?"

Henry (4:56 pm): "you're going to find out regardless. See you in 30 minutes."

He finished off his 3rd glass and decided to have one more before Elizabeth came home. It is very rare when he gets in this mood. The last time he can remember them doing something like this was before Alison was born. He loosened his tie and let it drape one his neck. He felt his heart rate speed up when he thought of all the things he wanted to do to her.

Sitting back down at his desk, he tried to distract himself from the sounds she was going to make to spare some room in his pants. He leaned back in the chair and watched the clock waiting for her to make her entrance.

During the ride home in her car, she couldn't stop her mind from racing. Thoughts of their conversation and what it might mean. She only had 6 minutes to get home and still about a 10-minute drive. She snapped herself out of her thoughts and leaned forward to tell her drives to step on it.

Elizabeth practically ran inside and let the door slam behind her, "Baby, I'm sorry I'm late."

"Don't speak. Take your clothes off!" he said not getting up from his chair.

Stunned, she dropped her bag and took off her coat. Seeing him nurse the glass of bourbon and the way he was sitting in the chair. She knew what this was. Her emotions were running wild. It had been years since she's seen this look in his eyes.

She stripped down to her bra and panties and looked over at him. "All of it," he commanded.

After it was all removed she stood in the entryway exposed. "Sit in the chair." he pointed across the room. Following her orders, she sat down and bit her lip. Henry stood up and walked to her desk leaning against it.

"Open those legs and let me see you."

Letting out a moan, she opened her legs and ran her fingers down the core.

"I want you to make yourself cum while I watch."

"Henry." she moaned his name and closed her eyes.

"Now Elizabeth!"

She closed her eyes and slipped a finger inside her. Gently squeezing her nipple she let out a moan. She sped up the speed of her fingers and imagined her body under his. The thought was helping her get closer and closer to the edge. The way her hips came up from the chair so meet the thrusts of her fingers. Watching her hand snake down and vigorously rib the sensitive bundle of nerves. Seeing her eyes roll back and her chest heave when her breathing got heavier.

"Cum for me."

Applying more pressure, her legs began to shake and she let out a loud groan of pure pleasure.

"That's my girl," he said rubbing himself through his jeans downing his final glass.

"Stand up."

Up on her feet, he walked over and greeted her with an intense, yet passionate kiss.

He pulled away and whispered in her ear, "Kitchen."

Elizabeth smiled and walked away and Henry smacked her butt hard leaving a bright red handprint. She let out a sharp breath but continued her way to the kitchen.

They walked between the sink and island and Henry grabbed her arms and pushed her down against the counter.

"What do you want?" He growled in a deep voice. Using his free hand he unbuckled his belt and unzipped.

"You."

Henry grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her back to him, "Tell me how you want it Elizabeth."

"Fuck me, hard. I want you inside me." She moans closing her eyes. She loves the way that he manhandled her and it's been so long she almost forgot what it felt like.

Henry released himself from his pants and entered her with force. Not giving her time to adjust, he moved at a fast pace. She cried out from a type of pain that was oh so pleasurable. Henry lifted her right leg up onto the counter giving a better angle.

Still sensitive from her last orgasm this wasn't going to take long. Without a doubt, she wasn't going to be able to walk correctly tomorrow.

"Henry, I'm…" she screamed. He snaked his hand in front of her and aggressively rubbed between her legs.

Her legs began to shake and she tried to pull away but he grabbed her hips and held her in place. Just when she was about to take the plunge, Henry pulled out and stepped away from her.

"What the fuck!" she yelled turning around to face him.

"I didn't say you could talk. Now go lay on the table," he said grabbing ahold of her arm and shoved her in that direction. She climbed up and laid back. Henry got down on his knees and kissed the inside of her thighs. He kissed every inch between her legs except where she wanted it most. He could tell she was enjoying the pleasure maybe a little too much so he bit down hard on her inner thigh. She gasped and grabbed ahold of his hair trying to pull him away.

He could taste the metallic in his mouth from the blood. He ran his tongue over the purplish spot to alleviate some of the pain. He gently kissed his way to her left leg and completed the same actions. Satisfied with these markings he feasted on his favorite meal of all. The sweet taste of her previous orgasm makes him crazy. He inserts two fingers and curls them just right. His lips suction onto her clit and he brings her over the edge one more time. Her legs tightened around his neck and her hand pushed his face harder into her core to ride out the aftershock.

Standing up he pulled her close to him and gave her a sweet kiss. She could taste herself on his lips and it made her want more of him. His lips made their way down her neck and chest leaving subtle yet noticeable marks. When he reached her breasts he sucked each nipple into his mouth followed by her cleavage leaving dark reddish, purple hickeys that she is going to need help covering.

"Let's go upstairs. I have one more thing in store for you," he whispered in her ear.

Pulling her to her feet, her legs felt like jello. " I can't walk." she laughed.

Henry grabbed her around her legs and carried her up the stairs to their room. He threw her down on her side of the bed and he rid all of his clothes. He pumped his throbbing erection a few times and then walked back over between her legs. "Get on your knees and suck."

He widened his stance and moaned at the feeling of her lips around him. "Hard baby. Take it deep." he pushed her head in closer to him causing her to take him down her throat. Elizabeth has always been able to take most of him but only in small amounts at a time. Henry wasn't wasting any time. He thrust into her mouth causing her to gag and he could see her eyes begin to water. "That's it baby girl. Just like that." he could see her makeup running down her cheeks and he pulled out of her mouth, letting her catch her breath. After a few seconds, he repeated the process.

When he had had enough he pulled her up and pushed her towards the window in their room. "I'm going to fuck you so hard in this window, the whole block can see what a little slut you are" He pushed her flush against the window and spit in his hand. He rubbed it on her entrance and slammed it into her.

Her face and breasts were flush against the glass, along with their hands. Elizabeth moaned, "Right there, baby. You're going to...make me come... all over you." She looked out the window and saw a secret service agent lock eyes with her. After a few moments, he then turned away and at that moment she didn't care how exposed she was because it felt so good.

"Elizabeth, your pussy is so tight. Feels so fucking good." he grabbed ahold of her back and dug his nails deep.

"Ahh," She screamed in pleasure, "I wanna feel you cum inside me." Henry grabbed a fist full of her hair and pulled her head back exposing her neck. He could feel the heat building in his lower abdomen and the tightness in his balls. He bit down on the base of her neck hard enough to have a bruise to match the one between her legs and he spilled inside of her. Between the pain and pleasure, her 3rd and final orgasm washed over her causing her to let out a loud scream that the whole block could've heard.

Henry pulled out of her and swiftly scoops up her exhausted body. He walks them over to the bed laying down they catch their breath, holding each other close. Henry finds the words and speaks up, " I didn't hurt you did I?" Elizabeth smiled and noticed the dark haze was gone from his eyes and he was back to his loving, tender self. "Nothing I can't handle. But, I'm not sure if I will be able to move tomorrow."

"I love you Elizabeth."

"I love you too Henry."