A/N: This chapter is M-ish. Sorry, I forget to warn you sometimes.

They hadn't been in the shower 5 minutes yet and John had his back pressed against the shower's glass wall, legs akimbo, eyes closed, arms spread wide against the glass, hands opening and closing in ecstasy. He opened his eyes, looked down at Joss, the sight of her on her knees before him totally intoxicating him. Her lips and tongue teased the tender flesh of his cock as her hands gripped him firmly there, stroking and squeezing. John was so over the moon he could barely breathe.

Geoffrey tapped lightly on the penthouse door and entered. No sooner than the door closed behind him, Geoffrey heard the shower jets going full blast and the sound of a masculine voice echoing off the bathroom walls. "Oh God, Joss. Please. Feels so good, baby. Mmmmmn…ughhh…ughhh…ughhhh", his groans in time with Joss's caresses.

Geoffrey smiled broadly. Definitely LBs, he thought. Geoffrey decided to risk the Warrens' sudden and quite possibly naked entry into the living area in order to attend to their probably untouched and cold breakfast. He quickly walked to the kitchen area. John's groans could still be heard, but a ittle less loudly. Geoffrey quickly put the meats, eggs and pancakes into the oven to warm and the fresh fruit and juice into the fridge to cool. Geoffrey decided to make a fresh pot of coffee so he picked up the old pot and headed back toward the door. I'll return with a fresh pot in say, 10 minutes, he thought.

As he approached the door, Geoffrey heard a shout. "No, no! Not like this, Joss – I don't want to come like this…" Geoffrey heard movement, a thump, then the sexy sounds of both male and female passion echoing off the bathroom walls.

Better make that 30 minutes, Geoffrey thought and smiled again.

Meanwhile back in the bathroom, John had Joss lifted and pinned against the shower's glass wall, her knees bent, and was pounding her hard.

"I'm coming", she screamed, and John was grateful because he didn't think he could last long she felt so fucking good to him. But the heat of her scorched him and the sensations of their sex mingled with the water that beat on his back drove him to continue beyond what he thought was possible. He felt Joss go rigid then tremble in his arms, as she bit into his shoulder muffling her cries. John buried his face in the nook of her neck, tensed, then relaxed into his own orgasm with a deep sigh, his essence flowing freely into her.

Twenty-nine minutes later, John and Joss emerged from the shower wrapped in the complementary terry robes and stumbled out of the bathroom, laughing, grinning, and giving each other soft caresses. They burst through the doors, passed through the living area and padded barefoot to the kitchen area. Just as Joss sat at the kitchen island, Geoffrey tapped lightly and entered.

"Good morning, Sir, Madam. I have fresh coffee for you. Shall I pour?"

Joss almost said no, as she was still a little embarrassed about Geoffrey's seeing them making love earlier, but John cut her off saying, "Yes, please." He gave Joss a comforting look and lovingly lifted her chin. She smiled in thankful appreciation of the boost.

"Pardon me for a moment", said Geoffrey, and he walked a few feet away, made a quick phone call, then returned to face the couple.

"So sorry, Sir, Madam." He poured the coffee, then removed the hot and cold breakfast items from their respective locations. As he was plating the food, the penthouse door opened and two teams of maids entered, one carrying linens, one carrying their clothes from yesterday, cleaned and on hangers. Another carried a small shopping bag, with an "R" on the front. The 2 with the clothing and linens entered the bedroom area, and the other two went to the guest area.

Geoffrey placed their plates in front of John and Joss, each piled high with breakfast offerings. It didn't take long for the two to dig in.

"This is so good, Geoffrey", Joss said. "I am so hungry, I'm going to eat every bite."

John was busily eating and had his mouth full, but nodded his head enthusiastically.

The two of them ate as if they hadn't had food in days. They actually hadn't eaten for almost 24 hours and their vigorous lovemaking intensified their hunger even more.

The maids had finished cleaning the guest area and were straightening up and dusting the living area. They made short work of it, since John and Joss hadn't sat on anything in there. The pair went to join the master bedroom/bath crew to help put things to rights in there. Geoffrey had excused himself to follow them. One maid came out and left the penthouse only to return with new robes and more towels.

A few moments later, the maids left. John and Joss finished their breakfast at about the same time and Geoffrey returned to them to ask if they needed anything further.

"Just more coffee please", asked John.

Geoffrey nodded, refilled their cups, then removed their dishes to the serving table. He put the fruit back in the fridge though, along with the juice and water.

"Any thoughts on lunch?", Geoffrey asked.

"Not yet", answered John. "We'll call you."

"Certainly sir."

Geoffrey began wheeling the tray toward the door but stopped at the bedroom area. Entering, John and Joss could hear the light whir of a motor. Geoffrey left the bedroom and departed the suite.

Joss relaxed a little once the door closed.

"Wasn't so bad, was it?", asked John.

"No, it really wasn't", Joss said, taking s sip of her coffee.

She watched John as he sipped his coffee also, stealing glances at her. She remembered his admissions and declarations to her during their session(s) and decided she would press just a bit for more.

"So, John, what kind of things did you like as a little boy?" Joss looked into her coffee cup rather than at him wondering if he would deflect.

"I loved doing things with my Dad", John said. "He taught me how to hunt, fish, camp, and track. Dad was a tinkerer, and I tinkered at his side, fixing small appliances, radios, helping him rebuild a classic mustang convertible that he bought cheap. But he joined the service when I was 12. He was a helicopter pilot. Did three 2 - year tours overseas."

He took another sip then continued. "I stayed close to my mom after that. We helped each other to power through a difficult lonely period. Mom was a high school teacher. She was French, you know. Margaret", he pronounced, in French. "She taught me to cook and to love music, play instruments, dance, speak French and Spanish."

"Spanish, John?"

"Yeah, I spoke read and wrote French fluently so naturally I tried to take French in school."

"Naturally", Joss repeated.

"Mom wasn't having it though and made me take Spanish. Thing was, since I spoke French and English, Spanish came easily."

"I see", Joss smiled, seeing elements of Johns mom and dad him even today.

"It must have been hard on you both, your Dad being away and all."

"It was, but we hid the pain, fear, and loneliness from each other. Which wasn't good for either of us. Mom trying to keep it together for me, 'cause I was just a kid, and me, because I figured she had it tough enough taking care of me and I didn't want to add to her burden."

Joss quickly switched gears, sensing the air get heavy.

"High school girl friend?"

"No, not really", John answered. "I lost my virginity to a 19 year old when I was 14, so I was saying yes to anything asking with a pulse after that." Humpf, explains Zoe, Joss thought. John continued. "Got me into hot water with several of the local families who couldn't believe their little princesses capable of or interested in sex."

"So you had a rep with the ladies."

"I guess…for a good time call Johnathan Jones", he teased, but Joss didn't find this funny. "But I never set out to hurt anyone, never coerced or lied to anyone. Always made my position as a lone wolf clear. Never lied to anyone about what I was willing to give."

Joss remembered when she and John first got together, but that brought up memories of their breakups as well. She decided to explore this avenue later.

"Loved anyone?"

"Just Jessica, or I thought I did, at least until I met you. What I feel for you is so much more, so deep. I was frightened of it for a long time."

"Now?"

"Not now. I want it. I want it all. I want it forever, and I want I with you."

At that John leaned over and gave Joss a toe-curling kiss. At the end of the kiss, the two nuzzled for a while. More time passed and Joss suddenly yawned, the events of the last 12 hours finally getting to her.

"Am I keeping you up detective?", John smirked.

"Not any longer", Joss retorted. "I'm going to bed."

She hopped off the stool and began walking slowly across the living area. She began untying her robe dropped it off her shoulders, walked a few more steps, then dropped the robe to the floor. She stopped and looked back over her shoulder at John. "You coming?", she asked as she continued toward the master.

John's response was to leap from the stool and take off running to join Joss, his soul mate. He then trailed her, happily watching her bare ass twisting seductively as she walked. Unexpectedly, John bent at the waist, grabbed Joss's hips and bit into her left ass cheek as if it were a sun ripened apple. She gasped, pulled away from him even as he soothed the sting with his wetted tongue. Joss then continued her stroll through the bedroom's doorway, the room darkened by Geoffrey just before he left. John was right behind her as they stepped into their private world…

A/N: Joss should allow herself to be the tiniest bit pleased. John has opened up to her twice now. Is it enough? Will he continue? Stay tuned and please remember to review. Hugs!