Written By jerseygeorgia

Costco Run

As Natalie walked from the lab to John's office, she thought of all that had happened in the past 24 hours or so… especially John finding Lenny the forger and clearing Bo. That made the little tiff John and Natalie had had over her confronting Nash and Claudia seem a very small thing – but they really hadn't had much time together since to even briefly talk about it, so she felt a bit funny as she approached his door.

John was deep in thought at his desk, but sensed a presence and just knew it was Natalie. He looked up and smiled at her, genuinely glad to see her.

"You're a sight for sore eyes", he said.

Natalie let out a small, self-conscious chuckle and took a step inside his office, saying, "Yeah?".

John motioned for her to come further into his office and he came around his desk to lean against it. As Natalie moved closer he reached out and took her hand.

"You still mad at me?"

"John, I can't say I was actually MAD at you… just upset… about the whole situation, I mean Nash is trying to obliterate Jess….and…"

As John listened to Natalie his thumb was tracing circles on the back of her hand. "I know… but you have been doing right and holding me back when I have been about to lose control over my family stuff – and I'm just trying to have your back too."

Natalie smiled and said, "I know, and I do appreciate it. I guess it isn't as fun to be on the receiving end of that sort of advice",
she laughed.

John laughed too. Shifting gears he said, "Maybe we can finally get a night to just kick back and relax … I was going to finish up a few things here, but it won't take long. Are you close to ready?"

"John, I would love to hang out. I was actually going to dash out now to do a quick favor for Jessica. There is a new Costco that just opened up and she needs some stuff for Brennan. Apparently babies go through lots of diapers and wipes and she buys them in bulk there. They also have a great deal on our favorite beer! By the time I get back, you'll probably just be getting home yourself."

"Costco, huh? Don't think I've ever been to one. What if I just bag what I was going to do and come with you?"

Natalie laughed, "YOU want to come to Costco with me?! You'd rather go to a warehouse club than finish up here? The thought just struck her funny and she continued to giggle.

John looked at her seriously, taking her second hand in his, and said, "No, I'd rather spend the time with you. And aren't you always saying how great it would be for us to do normal couple' stuff – this would qualify, right?"

"You're on McBain, but be prepared to be overwhelmed."

Natalie drove them to the new Costco, and when John walked it he genuinely was taken aback. "They have refrigerators AND groceries?"

Natalie laughed – "AND everything in between! Come on."

As they made their way around the store, Natalie could sense John's mood begin to lighten. He was like a little kid taking it all in – picking up some CDs, a new polo shirt (black, of course). At one point he grabbed a feather duster, unbeknownst to Natalie until she felt its gentle touch on the front of her neck, heading towards her collar bone and the V-neck of her shirt.

"John!" she exclaimed, beginning to blush a little.

John laughed out loud at her expression, "Lighten up, Buchanan. Just having a little fun.. you remember FUN don't you?"

"Oh, that's rich. You are lecturing me on lightening up?" But she couldn't keep the laughter out of her voice. "I want to stock up on a few other things for Jess – let's go to the produce room."

John quizzically mouthed "produce room?" to himself, but sure enough, a minute later they were walking into a climate controlled, cool room with walls of produce. John watched Natalie intently inspect lettuce, and spinach, and when his eyes fell on her chest – which they often did – he realized the cold was having a certain effect on her.

He walked up behind her and put his arms around her, crossing them in front of her chest. He could feel her stiffen briefly but then relax. "Um, Natalie, it is a bit chilly in here, huh? Next time you, uh, might consider bringing a sweater or one of those shawl things that you can drape... or you might find yourself having to fight off some perv without me here to ward them off". John was a bit surprised by the flash of proprietary anger he felt at the thought of some other guy checking Natalie out. He kept his arms around Natalie, rubbing her upper arms to warm her.

Natalie sucked in a breath. The feel of John's hot breath on the now-chilled skin of her neck and ear was causing more of a reaction in her than the cold – and in other places than her breasts. The hands caressing her arms weren't helping.

Natalie tilted her head up to look John in the eye and said, "John, what you are doing now is not helping."

John chuckled softly and breathed against her neck, "Hmmm, not quite sure what you mean", and he quickly nibbled the soft skin just beneath her ear lobe".

"John! Really…"

He laughed and pulled his arms away. "Okay, okay. I'll just try to block the view of others – good thing it's kinda slow here right now".

Natalie tried hard to re-concentrate on her task, feeling John's eyes upon her. She reached for a cucumber and was inspecting it closely when she looked at John and saw a smile tug at his lips. When she met his gaze he wiggled his eyebrows mock suggestively, and she dropped the cucumber like it was on fire.

John laughed and in a voice straining for innocence said, "There are some nice large – I mean ripe – bananas over there".

Natalie wheeled on John, and was completely unsuccessful keeping the humor out of her voice as she said, "John McBain, WHAT has gotten into you?! Is this what you were like when you were 15? You have clearly been too cooped up lately!"

John laughed back and followed her out of the produce room. "Where to next, Natalie? I bet they have a dairy section – you know, maybe we could get some Redi-Whip".

"John!" Beyond shooting him a look that was a mixture of disgust, surprise, but mostly mirth, she could manage no other words and stalked off towards the paper goods.

A bit later, they passed by the furniture area and there were five massage recliners lined up for customers to test. John put a hand on Natalie's arm to slow her, saying "Hey, we have both been working hard – let's stop for a moment and try these out. I've always wondered if they really work."

Natalie went along with it, and they claimed two chairs next to each other, sitting back and using the remote to try the different settings. Natalie put it on a gentle rolling massage setting, sat back and closed her eyes. She was thinking about John's current high spirits, which led to her thinking of the produce room and feel of his arms around her and his hot breath on her neck. The thought was an arousing one, and as she tried to quell that feeling the chair conspired against her, moving to the next setting in its cycle, which was a series of massages and vibrations. Natalie felt her traitorous body begin to respond to the combination of her thoughts and the chair's motions – which prompted additional memories of other times John had touched her. She flushed with embarrassment and felt like some crazy wanton woman as she sat in a public place!

John had been enjoying his own chair experience and had looked over to see if Natalie was as well. He saw the play of emotions over her face and the flush claiming her throat and face, and as she grabbed for the remote to end her torture he leaned over and whispered in a deep, throaty voice, "Doesn't that feel good, Natalie? Not too much for you, is it?" He had meant to be funny, but when her gaze locked with his, he became deadly serious and felt some stirrings of his own that left him uncomfortable only because of their current location.

Natalie's body responded to the sound of his voice and his breath on her skin. She jerked back, sprang out of the chair and headed off in the direction of diapers and wipes.

John followed along, and she could hear him laughing behind her back. Natalie took deep breaths as she pushed the cart, trying to calm herself. At that moment, she realized that the handle bar of the cart was hitting her right at nipple level, further inciting her body. She dropped her hold on the cart, flung "here, you push" over her should to John, and crossed her arms over her body as she studied the array of diapers. John laughed even louder since he knew exactly what had happened.

He said, "boy, I really haven't been paying enough attention to you if all it takes is a massage chair and a shopping cart!"

Natalie battled anger and the desire to laugh – she was mostly mad because she couldn't stay mad. Then she thought, "hmm, two can play this game".

She handed the diapers to John, and as he stowed them in the cart she shocked him by moving behind him and putting a hand deep into each of his front pockets, moving them around in search of something. Natalie felt John's back stiffen and the intake of his breath. She said in all innocence, "Just checking for change… I want to buy some gum balls later." All semblance of innocence was lost on those last thre words given her breathy delivery, and the movement of her hands in his pockets. She felt a slight tension pull on the front cloth of John's pants, and he must have felt it too because he grabbed her wrists to stop the movement of her hands.

"Natalie!" She laughed and withdrew her hands, saying, "sorry, I forgot you don't like people invading your SPACE".

As they were finally headed towards the check-out, they passed a few sample carts, one of which happened to be giving away mini vanilla ice cream cones. Without hesitation Natalie stepped right up to grab one and began to eat it, licking it all over to keep the melting ice cream from dripping. It was all she could do not to laugh out loud as she felt John's eyes on her and noticed a faint flush creeping up his neck. He could not take his eyes off her as she went to work on the cone. She finally removed her mouth from the ice cream, and asked him, "do you want some?" as she licked some ice cream off her upper lip.

John simply shook his head and bolted for the check out, leaving a silently laughing Natalie trailing in his wake.

Natalie was unloading the cart when John came up behind her and pressed himself up against her bottom. She could feel his arousal as he leaned down and whispered hotly in her ear, "Anything else you need, or are we ready to go?"

Before she could pull herself together to respond, he had moved away and began to help box the groceries. As the cashier rang up their items, John and Natalie kept meeting each others' eyes, and all humor was gone, replaced by desire. He wasn't even touching her and Natalie could feel her body respond and clamor for the feel of him.

They left the store and stowed their items. Natalie got behind the wheel of the car and began to drive. Neither of them said a thing. As she came upon a turn off for a deserted and wooded camp area, she swerved to take it and parked far off the road. Turning to a surprised John she said, "lose the pants – and the boxers too!"

John looked at her open mouthed not sure if he was more surprised by their detour or the look on her face as she made her commands. She reiterated, "drop em, McBain" and since a key part of him was already standing at attention, he said, "Yes ma'am!" and did exactly what she demanded.

Natalie was already reaching beneath her skirt to remove her panties, and then she was straddling him and he felt her close around him as he cried out from the sensation. As Natalie rode him he met her every step of the way with deep thrusts that lifted his entire lower body off the seat of the car, bracing himself on the armrests on either side of him for better leverage. Natalie leaned forward and took his mouth with hers and their tongues mated and further stoked their passion. So frantic were their movements that Natalie had to hold on to the handle at the top of the side window to keep her balance. Their breathing was so heavy that the windows of the car took less than a minute to completely fog over.

As Natalie felt John's incredibly hard length split her and pound into her, she gyrated her hips to maximize the pleasure for both. Natalie felt one of John's hands move and rub her swollen bud, and then she was gone, her orgasm shaking her violently as her muscles contracted around John and her head fell forward.

John could feel Natalie begin to tighten further around him, and knew one touch on her most sensitive part would likely be enough to send her over the edge. He knew he wouldn't last much longer either, given the heightened state of arousal they had both been in while walking around the store. Sure enough, as he felt her orgasm take her, he lost all conscious thought himself as he felt himself pour into her and his whole body shook.

A full five minutes later, John finally felt ready to speak. He was still inside Natalie, and they had remained collapsed in each others arms as the shudders racking their bodies became fewer and farther between.

John put his hand on either side of Natalie's head and gently pushed her back so they could look at each other. She smiled shyly at him and he gently kissed her forehead, eyes and then her lips. Then he said, "I hear they are having a sale tomorrow at Sam's Club."

Natalie looked into John's eyes and whispered, "And next week at BJ's", and then she thought nothing but felt much as John's mouth parted her lips, his tongue found hers, and she felt him harden again inside her core.

Needless to say, the car windows stayed fogged up for a bit more – and it was a VERY good thing they had not bought any frozen foods.