Homeward Bound

Chapter 12

And he cried, and cried, his body shaking with his heaving sobs. She held him while he pressed his face to her chest, feeling her heartbeat thundering beneath his cheek. His tears wet her skin, his hands clutched her tightly, almost crushing her, but she didn´t mind. She felt boneless in his arms, every whiff of tension gone.

She just wanted to feel him. He was so warm, his skin coated with sweat, and she couldn´t stop touching him. She felt his panting breath in hot little puffs against her chest and hushed him with gentle strokes against his back.

Finally his tears subsided.

When she looked down she found him fast asleep. She smiled tenderly. Hell- he´d earned his sleep twenty times over. So she snagged the blanket that had almost fallen to the floor with her foot, covered their bodies with it, pressed a soft kiss on his head and closed her eyes, too.

XXMentalistXX

Lisbon woke to the strangest sensation.

When she opened her eyes and looked down, she found that Patrick Jane's head was still placed on her chest. He licked at her nipple, wetting it thoroughly with his nimble tongue, than blew on it, watching it pucker and rose with utter fascination. Lisbon gasped.

"You're so beautiful all over.", he whispered and looked at her.

His eyes were a pure, light green, piercing in their intensity, capturing her undivided attention. She touched his hair, finding it slightly damp, and smelled the trace of shampoo in his scent- he had showered. And he was so, so breathtakingly beautiful. She almost couldn´t breathe around her sharp admiration.

"Was it worth it?", she asked quietly,"Killing him? Was it worth it?"

"Yes.", he breathed, unwavering.

"Did it bring you peace?"

"No.", he answered, "You did."

Lisbon felt the tears, saw her vision blurring, sensed his hand touching her face, stopping the rivulets with his fingers.

"I'm so sorry for all the hurt I caused you," he murmured, "but I had no choice. I would have wasted my whole life punishing me for not killing him. But no- it didn´t make me whole again. I thought I could start a new life, become a different man- and found out that I still didn't fit anywhere. That I still had a hole in my chest the size of the Grand Canyon. They are not coming back...the hole will be there for the rest of my life. No matter what I do. But I´m not dead- and I have a new chance now. With you. A chance to find peace. I love you, Lisbon. Do you want my baby?"

"Whoa", Lisbon chuckled, but he could hear the tenderness in her voice, "you don't take any prisoners, do you?"

"I'll marry you," he said, smiling happily like a little boy, "do you have time in half an hour?"

Lisbon laughed, and the sound of it opened his heart- he felt the sunshine seep inside.

"Why don't we practice a little more before we start on this baby-thing?", she breathed.

"That´s a good idea", he beamed, covering her body with his, claiming her mouth with lips still hot from sleeping, whispering between soft kisses, "it takes a lot of practicing…maybe we should try …three to five times a day? At least?"

She smiled.

"You´d never manage five times," she giggled.

But she shuddered when she remembered the relentless energy he´d shown the previous evening- she was still sore from his vigorous lovemaking. He could possibly manage even more than five times.

"I consider that a challenge, Lisbon dear.", he said and plunged his tongue into her mouth.

Lisbon moaned. She just relished touching him, everywhere she could reach. Such a hard body, so much soft skin. Her hands traced every muscle, every crevice, every inch of him.

Jane groaned into her mouth, his kiss wild and passionate, his tongue invading her mercilessly…he was oh so hungry again, he just needed to have her again- and again. And again.

But Lisbon wasn´t ready to submit so easily this time. He'd promised her playtime- and she would have it. She broke the kiss and reveled in his obvious displeasure, using his momentary confusion and the fact that his outstretched arms supported most of his body to wriggle down beneath him…until her face was level with his murderous erection. Jane´s eyes snapped open- oh my, she wouldn't…

Of course she would. Really, Teresa Lisbon had never been a girl that denied herself anything sweet.

She licked her lips, feeling the wetness pool between her thighs. He smelled so delicious, clean, hot, all male- she placed a kiss on his hard length and felt him shudder. Hmmmm. She licked him slowly, letting her tongue slide over his taut skin, feeling the throbbing veins and the tremors of his luscious body. Jane pushed his face into the pillow, holding himself upright on his elbows, already panting with lust.

Lisbon smiled against his sex, placed a row of tiny kisses on him until she reached the very top of his impressive hard-on, then took him into her mouth without a fair warning. Jane growled like a wild animal, and she carefully used her teeth on him just to hear the sound again. She sucked on him, hard, and Jane started to see stars behind his closed eyes. Her hands slid over his firm buttocks and thighs, scratching him lightly, making him jerk beneath her fingers.

He tasted like heaven, she would never get enough of him.

Her tongue licked and played while her lips sucked on him, tasted, fed. She moaned deep in her throat, touching him to feel him tremble again and again, until he simply couldn´t take anymore. He pulled back, Lisbon almost cried out in disappointment.

Jane grabbed her and brought her up to his face, kissing her like a madman, before he flipped her over so that she lay on her stomach. Lisbon groaned when he bit her neck, utterly possessive.

"You're mine", he growled, and she sighed in surrender.

Jane straightened and pulled her up on all fours. He felt the mind-blowing lust filling every space in his mind, until he wasn´t capable of thought anymore. His erection was so hard it bordered on agony. There was only one way to silence the mad hunger.

He grabbed her slim waist and slammed home with one forceful thrust. Lisbon screamed, his massive erection stretching her so wide it felt like bursting, but pleasure overrode the moment of discomfiture.

He brought one knee up next to her hips and went even deeper, pounding into her full force, fast, hard, so deep she was almost choking with the sensations that gripped her body. She tried to meet his fierce thrusts, but couldn't keep pace with his vigorous movements. So she pushed her elbows into the mattress and simply braced herself against his forceful intrusion. Jane didn´t feel anything but her, he acted completely on instinct, held nothing back, got wild with her, aimed for maximum friction, maximum impact…he didn't want soft, languorous lovemaking, not now, now he just wanted to possess her, take her, brand her…mark her as his. She was his.

He felt her go into orgasm with another hoarse scream, her walls clutching him, and he moaned deep in his throat, sweating, panting, suddenly he felt something explode in his stomach and crashed over the edge, coming hard, and harder, his seed shooting into her body in waves of torturous need, and still she was contracting around him, milking him dry, more, more, Oh, more, until he had nothing left to spend. His whole body was shaking, his breathing ragged, he pushed a trembling hand through his hair, and already felt the blood rush back into his erection. Oh my, how was he supposed to survive this?

He pulled out, collapsing next to her, already half hard again.

Lisbon lay on her stomach, panting like mad, and turned her face to look at him.

"Well," she rasped, her voice hoarse from screaming, "looks like we stay in bed today, Hmmm?"

She touched his manhood carefully and felt him shiver violently.

"Sorry," he gasped, "I'm afraid that´s our only choice if we don't want me to die from need."

She came closer, wrapping her arm around his waist, pushing her nose against his neck, inhaling his wonderful scent.

"You apologize for being crazy about me?", she chuckled, "Hey, that´s sweet…"

"Oh yes," he groaned when her hand slid lower, stroking his buttocks, "I'm so hot, Teresa, I'm burning…"

She giggled when he turned her to lie on her back, then immediately brought his hips between her spread thighs. She gritted her teeth. He was fully erect again.

"So sorry," he apologized, "I have to take care of this or I´ll go insane…"

"Don´t worry," she whispered, voice trembling," just do your worst…"

And he did.

Ahhh, sorry- I couldn´t resist here. I apologize for being bad. Uhmm…maybe the sappy-fluffy-happy-ending will be in the next chapter? We´ll see…

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