Well, I did promise that Jason wouldn't be entirely out of action for too long. Just so you know, this chapter is M-rated for very naughty banter and for … well, I'm sure you can guess. You have been warned …

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Chapter 11

Faye shut the front door behind her and leant back against it, closing her eyes for a moment. Oh. My. God. What a night. Soppy grin firmly in place, she strolled in the direction of the living room, pausing in the doorway when she spotted Jason sprawled out on the sofa. He took in her shining eyes and dishevelled appearance and schooled his face into a stern expression, raising an enquiring eyebrow.

"And what time to do you call this, young lady?"

Faye checked her watch, her grin widening even further.

"That late, huh? Well, we didn't get much sleep last night so a lie in seemed in order. Shame he had to work later or we'd probably still be in bed …"

"Tart. I'm guessing Dishy David lived up to expectations, then?"

She sighed wistfully, hugging herself.

"He was most definitely worth the wait. And God knows, it has been somewhat of a dry spell recently."

Jason grimaced.

"Tell me about it …"

Faye gave him an old-fashioned look, deliberately misunderstanding.

"Well, if you insist. Do you want a 'blow by blow' account?"

She waggled her fingers around the words, sniggering at his outraged expression.

"You're a cruel woman, you know, taunting a man when he hasn't had it in weeks. And you know I'd have helped you out any time you wanted."

He waggled his eyebrows lasciviously and she snorted, moving to perch on the arm of the sofa and leaning in to ensure he got a good eyeful of her ample cleavage.

"It's a nice offer, Jase, but there's no way you could handle two insatiable women at once, even if you were fully fit. We'd suck you dry."

His groan was eloquent and she smirked, eying the healthy bulge currently straining against his zipper.

"I see something's still in full working order then."

He narrowed his eyes.

"That's one of the few areas that remained unscathed, luckily for me. And for Lorraine, of course."

Faye furrowed her brows.

"Speaking of which, where is she? She's barely let you out of her sight the last couple of days."

"In the shower. Took a lot of persuasion to get her to take half an hour to herself, though. She's been incredible through all this even though I don't deserve it, keeping things from her like that. I was an idiot - and you've just given me an idea. Help me up, would you?"

Her gaze dropped to his crotch once more.

"Thought I already had."

Chuckling at his outraged expression, she managed to manoeuvre him into a standing position and then proffered her shoulder.

"Here, put your good arm around my neck and we should be able to manage. No copping a feel, mind."

He sighed, raising his damaged wrist.

"What with exactly? Seems I'll have to settle for a bit of ogling for the time being."

His gaze dropped to her cleavage and she huffed good-naturedly, steering him along the corridor and into the bedroom before easing him down into a sitting position on the bed.

"Alright?"

"Thanks, love. Think I can take it from here."

As she turned to leave, he squeezed her hand, his blue-eyed gaze serious for once.

"You know, DCI David is a lucky man. If he gives you any trouble, he'll have me to answer to."

Caught off guard she blinked at him in surprise, feeling her face colour before she gathered herself for an appropriate response. Probably best to keep it light.

"Why thank you, but you know very well you're in no condition to stand up for me, Mr Grant."

He flashed her a wicked grin and glanced down at his groin.

"Oh, I wouldn't say that exactly …"

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Lorraine emerged from the bathroom clad only in a towelling robe, pausing in the doorway when she saw Jason.

"Hi. Thought I overheard you talking to Faye?"

"You did. She was helping me to stagger in here from the living room."

Her brows knitted in concern and she sank down next to him, nudging his shoulder gently with hers.

"Are you OK?

He nudged back.

"I'm fine, nurse. You can stop worrying about me every second of the day and save the uniform for when we can make better use of it, OK?"

She smiled indulgently at him.

"OK. Which reminds me in a roundabout way, how was Faye's hot date?"

"Well, its two in the afternoon, she's been out all night and she's smiling like the cat that got the cream, so I'd guess pretty darned hot."

He waggled his eyebrows suggestively and she chuckled.

"Lucky cow. Still, she deserves a good bloke like David. Plus he's sexy as hell, of course. I must go and get all the gory details …"

She made to get up but he tugged her gently back down again.

"And you can. Later. There's a couple of things I need to say to you first."

"Should I be worried?"

Shaking his head, he raised her hand to his lips.

"Quite the opposite." He took a few moments to gather his thoughts and she waited patiently for him to speak. "You've been amazing through all this, even though I didn't deserve it."

She started to protest but he raised his injured hand to silence her.

"Let me finish, love. When Jacks texted me, she was in trouble and she had nobody else to turn to. I knew I couldn't ignore it, but I should've told you where I was going and why. God knows I've gone over it a lot in my head since, and I haven't really got a good excuse. My instinct was to keep it from you because I wasn't ready for my old life to overlap with the new one so soon. I thought I could sort it out quickly and quietly without causing you any more unnecessary stress. Got that one wrong, didn't I?"

He grimaced and Lorraine reached up to cup his cheek.

"None of it matters now, Jase. I know you were just trying to be the good guy and do the decent thing because that's who you are, whatever might've happened in the past. Its one of the reasons I love you. That, and your exceptional talent in the bedroom, of course."

She smirked at him and he leant in closer, his eyes gleaming.

"Which brings me rather neatly to my next point. I've been selfish. Just because I'm not firing on all cylinders at the moment, it shouldn't mean you have to miss out."

Lorraine furrowed her brows.

"I'm not sure I understand …"

He reached up to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear and she shivered at the touch of his fingers.

"Do you trust me?"

"You know I do."

Her puzzlement was still evident and he grinned, his groin twitching at the thought of what he had planned. This was all for her, though. It was the least he could do, after all.

"First things first, then. Help me get out of these jeans, will you? They're in danger of cutting off my circulation …."

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Jason lay back against the pillows, clad now in just his boxers and a T-shirt, and Lorraine perched next to him, her eyes bright with anticipation. She was chewing her lip again, a nervous gesture he found very endearing, and he suppressed a grin. He'd always enjoyed catching her off-guard.

"You know, all I've been able to think about for the last half hour was you in the shower - wet, soapy and naked."

Her robe had fallen open to reveal an expanse of creamy flesh and while he was speaking he ran a hand slowly over her knee and up her thigh, never breaking eye-contact. She shivered, her breath catching as his thumb almost reached its target before retreating again.

"And now here you are, pink and glowing, and still naked apart from this robe."

His hand made the same journey again, only this time he didn't stop, his thumb circling teasingly for a moment before retreating again. She gasped, her eyes widening.

"Jase … don't go starting something you can't finish. It's not fair."

"Oh, I've got every intention of finishing it. Now, lose the robe, there's a good girl."

He squeezed her thigh briefly before resting back against the pillows again, a challenge glinting in his brilliant blue eyes. Lorraine hesitated for the briefest of moments before getting slowly to her feet. Turning to face the door she let the robe slip down her body and pool at her feet, giving him an unobstructed view of her slim back and peachy behind.

"See anything you like?"

She gazed seductively over her shoulder and the heat pooled in his groin. Suppressing a groan, he reminded himself this was all about her.

"Oh yeah. Turn around and get over here now."

She deliberately took her time, and the view almost undid him entirely.

"Kneel on the bed straddling me and lean in using the bed head for support. That way I can touch you without the ribs suffering."

She did as he asked, colouring slightly at being so shamelessly exposed, and as she leant forwards her breasts hovered tantalisingly in front of his face.

"God, I love your tits. Move a couple of inches closer, love."

He squeezed a buttock with his good hand and she complied, gasping as his tongue flicked out to circle a straining nipple. When he sucked it into his mouth, the gasp became a low moan of pleasure.

"Ohhhh … "

He continued to tease the taut bud with his lips and tongue, his fingers trailing up and down her spine while she arched her back and pressed herself closer to his mouth. His hand ghosted lightly over her hip and headed south, his thumb caressing the soft skin of her inner thigh. This time when it reached its intended target he didn't pull away, circling the swollen bud with a featherlight touch.

"Jase! Oh God … "

He could sense the tension in her, the need for release, slipping two fingers inside her and thrusting gently as his thumb continued its exquisite torture. He moved to suck on the other nipple as he watched her, eyes closed and mouth open, all inhibitions forgotten now.

Her hips moved wantonly against his hand and her little mewls of encouragement went straight to his overheated groin, but he ignored his own needs and concentrated all his efforts on her, knowing she was on the edge. Grazing his teeth over an aching nipple, he thrust deeply one last time and she stiffened, her body going rigid for a moment before the climax overwhelmed her. She cried out, clenching around his fingers, her thighs quivering, her breathing erratic, and he continued with his efforts until she slumped backwards, sucking in deep, calming breaths.

"Better now?"

He grinned at her, trying to ignore the massive hard-on currently tenting his boxers. Lorraine blinked at him, her eyes still glazed, her face flushed.

"Wow. Well, that was unexpected, I must say. You're just full of surprises, Mr Grant."

He reached forwards to trace a finger along her jaw.

"Can't have you missing out just because I'm no use to you at present."

As he sat back again, her gaze strayed to his groin and her eyes widened in surprise.

"No use, huh? I beg to differ."

He hissed in protest as she freed him from his boxers, gasping in pleasure as she ran her fingers up and down his erection.

"Lorraine, you don't have to …"

Her eyes glinted wickedly.

"I know. But what if I want to?"

Wrapping her hand around the base, she began to squeeze gently, leaning in to circle the swollen head teasingly with her tongue. When she slipped him between her parted lips and began to suck he tangled his fingers in her hair, a low growl of approval vibrating through his chest.

"Jesus … don't stop …"

She slid him further into her mouth, gratified when she glanced up to see his head thrown back, his eyes closed in concentration. She teased him with her lips and tongue, moving up and down his length, thrilling to the moans of encouragement and the expletives falling readily from his mouth. When he began to throb along her tongue she took him in as far as possible, knowing he was close.

"Fuck! Yes …"

She recognised the familiar groan that heralded his release, swallowing quickly and holding him in her mouth for a moment before slowly withdrawing. When she met his gaze the awe and gratitude in his eyes made all her efforts worthwhile.

"I bloody love you, dirty girl."

She smirked in satisfaction.

"And so you should".

As she tucked him back into his boxers his eyelids were already drooping, and she leant forwards to smooth his hair back off his forehead.

"I bloody love you too, Jason Grant."

His lips curved upwards for a brief moment and then he was asleep, his chest rising and falling rhythmically. She gazed at him with undisguised affection before pressing a tender kiss to his mouth and quietly retreating to throw some clothes on, eager at the prospect of interrogating her best friend.

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