Author's note: Awwww, I'm sorry to see the utter fluff fest of this story done already :( I'm sort of sad now, I need a quick pick me up, I have some stories to go read about Creese, I need it. Today, is Thursday and *sniff sniff* we get a rerun of Person of Interest. I guess that's enough...

The rating of this changed for...ehem...some smutty reason :D And this story could not remain a T rating, its not even R now, its downright NC17 hahahahahahahaha. So, if that is not your thing just run away now before you read on, trust me! I have a special thanks to Elaine my friend and proofreader for all my POI stories I'm sorry to have bombarded you with so many chapters, and stories! I appreciate all that you have done :)

They ate silently at the small dinette table in the corner of the large hotel suite they currently were locked away in. Nerves made her not really hungry since she was sitting in a hotel room in a romantic setting with John. He didn't look any better than she did. She thought on a few select times he was trembling but she had thought it was her imagination.

"Carter."

"Yes John?" she answered sipping her champagne again just to have something to do with herself as she picked at her lasagna she ordered on her plate. She couldn't bear to eat another bite as the butterflies cascaded through her belly. She waited with baited breath as he seemed to struggle with something.

"I don't want you to think that we have to-you know." Her eyes followed his as they landed on the king sized bed. She nodded her head before looking back at him. "I just don't want you to think I'm expecting it."

"I told you earlier John, let's enjoy the night and each other's company without expectations." He nodded his head. She noticed she wasn't the only one picking at her food since John was doing much the same with his steak. Things were simple and fun in the limo so why, all of a sudden the change in atmosphere for them both? John was nervous as she was. "So where is John Reese going to take me out on an actual date to?"

"Not sure yet, not even sure I can compete with the night Mr. Leiken paid for us tonight." She shook her head flinging the napkin off her lap before she stood up.

"I would much rather do whatever you plan than his extravagant dates." She'd seen a stereo in the corner of the room. This place oozed money and she clicked it on hoping to find soft music for them to dance to. "You want to know why, John?"

"Why?"

"Because you planned it." she said simply. Joss loved the slow smile fill his face. She walked back over towards where he was sitting, watching her, and she held out a hand towards him.

"What are you doing, Joss?"

"I'm going to teach you how to dance."

"Are you sure? I think I killed your toes the other night?"

"I think you were just nervous, John." He put his hand in hers and stood up, pulling her towards him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and his settled on her hips. She found herself in one those all-powerful stares they found themselves stuck in a lot. But now it felt different. John swayed with her to the soft music, not once stepping on her toes. "John, you can dance," she said softly and with a gentle smile.

"Yeah, I guess you were right. I was just nervous or it's because I'm barely moving my feet." She shook her head, ignoring his attempt at lightening the mood. She wondered if John had just been nervous because all the women were watching him; or had it been her that made him nervous the other night?

"John?"

"Yes, Joss?"

"Will you kiss me?" she whispered leaning her head back to eye him. John lowered his mouth down to hers, sweetly kissing her. But with each passing second his sweet kiss turned more passionate. Joss found herself not swaying at all to the music, giving up all pretense of dancing just to kiss him back hungrily. John's hands were tugging her closer to him, her hands tangling in his short hair as their mouths fused together. She pushed back out of the kiss. "You want this right, John? It's not my imagination?" he smiled pulling her back flush against him.

"You tell me." his voice dropped an octave as she rubbed up against him. "I've been semi hard since our limo ride Joss."

"But this isn't some dream I'm having of a magical night that ends with us having sex just to wake up realizing it was a figment of my imagination?"

"Why? Have you had many of those?" His lips and sexy voice were making things quite difficult for her. Her brain was turning to mush while her panties felt uncomfortably wet.

"God, yes! I thought about us doing it anywhere and everywhere. It's disturbing really." Her voice was trembling and she found herself breathing faster and faster.

"In your car?" his tongue was traveling the length of her neck now.

"Yes."

"I bet you think about me in the station. Because I'm forbidden to be there and we run the risk of being caught." she tried to squirm away from him but his hands were now on her ass gently rubbing her against him. Shit, he was seducing her with his words.

"Yes." it came out as a moan. Joss found herself being walked backwards until her back hit the wall of the hotel room. John's knee settled between her legs while he pinned her hands to the wall with his. His face was inches from hers.

"Am I what you want, Joss? I can't handle being with you if you don't truly want me."

"I want you, how can you think that I don't?"

"I just need to make sure Joss, because there's no backing out of this." His eyes were set on hers and she saw an almost overwhelming look fill his face. "Once you're mine, Jocelyn, you're mine forever." Joss trembled inside as the independent side of her wanted to proclaim she wasn't anybody's property. But the woman inside her, the woman that wanted this man so desperately found his words intoxicating. She wanted to jump for joy knowing John wasn't backing away from her, he was giving himself to her, and all she had to do was take what he was offering. Joss answered him by capturing his lips with hers. His hands slipped from hers as he cupped her face devouring her mouth with his. She hadn't felt this much need for her from a man ever in her life. It was overwhelming and yet not scary. Joss matched his intensity with her own as her body surged from the wall, needing to be closer to him.

Oh god, he had changed her life in so many ways already and she knew that he was changing her heart as well. She never thought she could let another man in like this, but John had blown away all the walls she used to keep people out. It had been easy letting him in, and now John was just as open and vulnerable to her as she was to him. Their kissing raged as they both began losing their control, hands sliding down to her hips, as he forced her legs wider apart, his hard thigh pressing intimately against her. Joss broke the kiss to gasp his name.

"I want you." she nipped his ear hard, loving the soft moan of pain from him. "You can't escape me John, because once you're mine you're mine forever." she whispered his same words into his ear unevenly. John made a sound she never heard before and he had his head on her shoulder so she couldn't see his face. His hands tightened on her hips as he pressed her down on his thigh before he slowly began rocking her hips back and forth against him. She grabbed his shoulder blades, and moaned loudly. "John, stop." she tried to speak normally, she really did. But it was hard to think, let alone speak while John was determined to drive her insane, grinding her against his thigh. John shifted a little and his hand slipped down between her legs briefly touching her through the frail fabric of her panties. John's hand began working a rhythm that had her panting quickly in his ear. She tried to squirm away from the touch because she felt the tall tale signs of her orgasm but she had nowhere to go. He surrounded her and his hand never let up.

"No John, I want you in me when I come," she begged as his arm wrapped around her waist like an iron band holding her still as his hand slid beneath the flimsy fabric to touch her. Joss flung her head back letting out a loud moan at the feel of John's hand touching her without the barrier of her panties in the way.

"Oh Joss, you are so wet," his words were unevenly spoken against her skin and his tongue trailed down to the bodice of her dress. She couldn't form coherent words as he explored her sex as it grew increasingly wetter with each stroke of his hand. Her hips surged forward seeking his touch and she moaned his name when he teased her entrance with his fingers. Joss couldn't take anymore, she kissed him savagely. He sucked her cry into his mouth while his clever fingers sank into her. She tried to squirm free of him but he kept his other arm wrapped around her tightly, keeping her immobile, leaving her nowhere to go. She broke out of the kiss on a desperate cry as he worked her to the point of climax. "Come for me," his soft words sent her over the edge without any help from his hand. She shuddered as she clenched hard around his hand as spasms rocked her body. Joss moaned his name over and over again until finally her orgasm began to fade. She felt gentle kisses on her face bringing her back to earth. "You okay, Joss?"

"Okay, try fantastic." She kissed him gently and tried to bring her breathing under control. Her legs felt like putty. Now she wanted to get in bed naked and have him inside her. "John bed now." she whispered in his ear as he withdrew his hand from her panties.

"No."

"Okay, floor, now, John." He smirked.

"That's not what I meant. It was just for you."

"Just for me?" She now felt confused. What the hell was he talking about? Oh-he meant…

"Oh no, it's not just for me."

"I do not believe in having sex unless its-" she smacked a hand over his mouth having a bad sense of déjà vu happening.

"Shhhhh don't you dare say it. I know you need a condom." she forced her wobbly legs to work as she sidestepped John almost falling to grab her clutch. She opened it with a smiled as she pulled out a long line of condoms dropping her now empty clutch to the ground. John's eyes widened as he eyed the long row of condoms.

"How many times do you think a man can go during a night, Joss?"

"The men I've been with-once. But somehow I know that you, John, can go possibly all night long." His blue eyes blazed.

"Possibly?" he demanded and she grinned.

"You heard me. Prove me wrong." she gulped as he moved quietly and quickly towards her. Oh how she knew he was going to prove her wrong. John's mouth was on hers in an instant and she found herself on the bed beneath him. She dropped the condoms onto the bed beside them so she could concentrate on wrapping her arms around him and kissing him senseless.

She shoved at his suit jacket, hoping to knock it off of him as quickly as possible. They both were struggling with their clothing as he shrugged off his suit jacket. Her hands went for his stupid tie. "Stop wearing these things," she huffed when she couldn't work the knot free. He helped get it undone before he threw it on the floor.

"Well, tell Finch to stop making me wear them in my cover of Mr. Wiley." She felt his hands at the back of her dress desperately trying to tug the tiny zipper down.

"Having some problems unzipping my dress?"

"The zipper is too damn small."

"Yeah, that's it." She reached behind her back and he smiled when he seized the opportunity to caress her chest. She halted in pulling the zipper down on a moan while he palmed her breasts. Her nipples were already hard but with his hands on them they were rock hard, wishing his mouth was on her instead of his hands. She resumed sliding the zipper down, pushing away from him so she could stand up. She kicked her heels off and allowed her dress to pool at her ankles.

"Damn Joss." he reached out and she smacked his hand away.

"Take your shirt off, John," she said as she leaned down taking his shoes off, followed by his socks. Her eyes fell to his crotch, seeing how extremely erect he was for her even through the dress slacks. Well what's fair is fair she was only in her bra and panties and he had far too many clothes on still. His hands were slowly undoing his shirt as if he had forgotten how to unbutton them, his eyes straying to her chest. Joss brushed against him lightly, teasingly, and she almost moaned at the feel of his warm erection pressing up against his pants. Oh, crap, was extra-large even the biggest size condom she could have gotten? John's hands slipped a little when she repeated the action and she unbuttoned the button followed by lowering the small zipper. "Lift up John." he did as she said and she urged his pants down his hips. John's boxers were tented and she reached out to pull them down when he shook his head.

"Leave them on Joss."

"Why?"

"Because they will help keep me in control."

"Screw that, I don't want you in control, John. I want you to lose it right this second." She yanked his boxers down and stared. Okay so it was impolite to being ogling him so blatantly, but she didn't care. He was gorgeous and he was hers. John's cock was massive to say the least. She wondered if he was as warm and smooth as he appeared to be. She reached out and wrapped her hand around him, loving the choked sound that escaped him. She looked up and saw his undershirt finally peeking out from his dress shirt that he finally unbuttoned. Well she had better things to do then help him take his shirts off. She climbed onto the bed never letting him go, having a feeling if she did John wouldn't let her touch him again. Joss leaned down and gave him a teasing lick. John sounded sick as his breathing became labored. He was struggling to push his shirts off.

Joss decided to distract him and so she leaned down and lavished loving attention to his naval while still slightly stroking him. She loved how beautiful his skin was. He was slightly tanned from the previous summer and she worked the tan line she found with her tongue. John's gasp told her he was enjoying her exploration of his body. Joss looked up at him, seeing his shirts were now off of him. He was completely naked for her. John already had gotten her to climax but she couldn't let him have his own because she wanted him inside her when he did that. But she could get him close, just to cut him off.

Joss wrapped a hand around him to hold him steady for her and she opened her mouth wide before taking him in. John's groan was music to her ears, but what was more, his penis felt glorious in her mouth. She never enjoyed this action; it was just something she did because men enjoyed it. But having John's powerful cock, the most vulnerable part of his anatomy, in her mouth, loving him, made her feel extremely sexy. Not to mention the way he moaned her name. Her sex felt on fire all over again as she longed to trail her hand down between her legs to touch herself. She sank down taking as much of his impressive length into her mouth as she could before she ascended back up. Joss rubbed the underside of her tongue against the shaft as she descended back down. John's hand was in her hair either to stop her or keep her going, neither one of them was sure which. Well, she changed her mind she had no intentions of stopping and if John came just like this she wouldn't care. They could make love later.

Joss used her other hand to cup his balls wanting to see if the action would get her a response and oh, what a response she got. He was cursing as his hips bucked up. Joss tried to not gag when he went deep into her mouth and she kept the action up. Joss sucked hard and he let out a hoarse cry of her name before he yanked her away from him. He was trembling madly and she reached to grab him when he shoved her hand away.

"No, I want to be inside you." He yanked her like she was a doll. Joss laid on the bed where he spread her legs wide settling between them, reaching out to grab a condom. Joss watched as he rolled it on and she reached around herself to unclasp her bra. John's blue eyes were a midnight blue color and she could feel the heat coming from his erection. His hands were now at the elastic of her tiny panties and his smile looked wicked as he ripped her panties.

"John, why did you do that?!" she was outraged, now she didn't have any panties to wear! Joss felt his hand on her hip and then all anger fled when he positioned himself at her entrance. She didn't have to wait too long because John thrust into her on one long stroke. She grabbed the sheet beneath her, feeling stuffed full of him so quickly it was almost too much. John's hands were on her hips and his movements were fast.

Joss had known that their first time wouldn't last long, but she should be shocked at how fast she was finding herself barreling towards her own orgasm. John's strokes were deep and hard, stripping away any strength to hold out in her. Joss could only grab desperately at the sheets beneath her as she writhed in intense passion. Joss wrapped her legs around his hips sealing him inside her deeply, wanting to force him to touch her soul as they came. Joss felt herself being torn inside out as an explosive orgasm crashed into her. John's name was a strangled scream as her body twisted as he took her higher and higher. The spasms rocked inside her and she heard John's own shout only seconds after hers. His entire body stiffened as his head flung back and it felt like they both were riding out their shared orgasms for an eternity before John slumped on top of her.

"Amazing, John," she forced between gasping pants of breath.

"You're amazing, Joss." he said between breaths of his own.

"We have got to do that again tonight," she chuckled feeling delirious. He laughed with her as he rolled over onto his side but keeping them connected still.

"We sure the hell do, I have to prove to you I can go all night long, remember?" He kissed her sweating skin before leaning to kiss her mouth. Joss ran her one hand down his abdomen.

"You know, John, I need to get a thank you card for Zoe."

"Why?" he asked yawning lightly.

"Well, to thank her for helping us get together."

"Just gloat and tell her that you got me to ask you out and she'll be all happy that her matchmaking worked."

"And I got you in bed," she grinned.

"Oh so you kiss and tell? I'll have to remember that."

"She'll know because of the stupid grin that will be on your face, John."

"On my face, huh? What about you?"

"Me? I have the greatest poker face of all times; no one will tell from me that we slept together." John rolled on top of her leaning on his forearms.

"Really, that's why you look happily fucked?" she swatted his arm.

"Happily fucked? Slip on another condom and I'll show you whose going to be the one happily fucked around here," she purred.

"Joss, honey, I'm a man. We do need to recharge. I'm not the energizer bunny where I just keep going and going."

"No?"

"No."

"Fine, I guess I can let you catch a breather." she shoved him till he allowed her up. "I'm just going to take a shower." She grinned taking a condom with her. He watched her. "Just in case you feel like joining me." she hopped out of bed and John climbed out quickly. Joss ran and she could hear him following her. God she was going to love being with this man for a very long time.

Author's note: *sigh* its over :( I hope you enjoyed the wild ride, and the utter fluffness to this story. It was just a way to lighten the mood between Carter and Reese. I'm working on a multi-chapter story right now, that was supposed to be a darn one shot and became something completely different. Once I have it more than half finished I will send it to my friend and proofreader Elaine. Poor Elaine has enough of my crap to read lol. But anyways, I just wanted to say thank you for reading, and reviewing I appreciate it so much :') you guys are the bestestestest peeps in the whole entire world, galaxy, universe :D