Pre-NB: a M-rated section appears in that chapter. It will be noted before it begins and after it ends, so you can skip it easily if you don't want to read any of it!

The next days it was for Lisbon and Jane the same routine. After sharing breakfast and a heated hug, Jane would leave Lisbon to head to the office mainly to give her space, and Lisbon would escape her home for another home and to spend the day with another man, well at least Jane saw it like that. He didn't know how to introduce the topic without creating another mess and he didn't want to follow her or make a search on that guy...

Jane could see that Lisbon was feeling better, more in control of herself regaining decidedly confidence again and beauty. Her face was healing fine and in another few days nothing would be seen apart front a few fading scars. In the evenings Jane would arrive first to a cold and dark home, he would start cooking before witnessing the same show in front of her home: dark-green car, big guy and an exhausted Lisbon dragging herself into his arms. The uncommon smell she had after the day was annoying, it was a mixture of cigaret smoke, men's cologne and other strange and undefined smells. Nothing to dampen his worries. The only relief Jane had every evening was to witness a very clingy Lisbon, seeking for his warmth and kisses, and that's when he knew every evening that there was no illicit affair going on. However she was so worn out that their own intimacy was a bit too sleepy for his liking, not to mention that they hadn't had a moment to speak properly since her breakdown.

On Friday evening, the same routine had occurred. Lisbon for the first time didn't fall asleep after showering and they sat in the kitchen enjoying their meal.
"I know it's short notice but I've booked us a night tomorrow in a nice hotel in a quiet place...", Jane didn't want to add anything more before reading her reaction.
Lisbon unreadable looked at him. They stared at each other for a good minute until a spark shone in her eyes. "It's Saturday tomorrow", she stated.
"Considering my agenda I would say so and mine is free, how is yours?", Jane's teasing answer made her smile, relief could be seen in all his features though.

Like every evening those days after supper and bedtime routine, they were lying in bed, her head on his shoulder and her casted arm on his side avoiding to press on his stomach. And like every evening those days she fell asleep in a heart beat on a very awake and frustrated Jane. For only comfort Jane told himself that at least she didn't refuse his invitation and that they didn't argue.

On Saturday morning, they woke up slowly, enjoying their touches and kisses, slowly going more passionate, until the phone rang. Jane groaned loudly, his frustration arriving at its limit, but at his surprise Lisbon didn't pick up and soon the phone's ringing stopped leaving them back to their task.

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Lying on her back, Jane was pinning her to the bed, kissing her deeply, wild from desire. One hand in his hair bringing him as closed as possible, her casted-arm was clumsily trying to free him from his pj's pants. Smiling shortly in his kiss, he let his hand slid from inside her bended knee to her buttocks. Lisbon arched her back to that touch, feeling her desire increasing. His arousal was pressing and rubbing between her legs as she moaned with pleasure. They were both already very close for having been abstinent for so long. Before it could end too fast, Jane moved back sitting on his calves still positioned between her bending legs. Whining she looked at him her eyes stormy with passion. Slowly, which was painful for both of them, he unbuttoned the (his) shirt she was wearing letting his finger trail slowly on her skin, then slid his pj's top up from his head. Bending again over her now nude body, skin to skin, lips on lips, he made then his way to her breast kissing her soft and warm skin. Her good hand was stroking his back sliding to his side unable to go further down as a sparkling orgasm teared her apart. His mouth still sucking at her hard nipple, he got rid of his pants and he plunged into her in one hard stroke. A few deep strokes were enough for both to reach their climax.

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That union of their two bodies was in that moment the most intimate way they had to show one another the love they shared. Intertwined they felt asleep again even though it was morning and they had to leave soon to be able to fully enjoy their week-end away together.

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NB: Pfew... That was hard to write, especially the m-rated section. I wanted something sensual not raw and primal. Writing it in english was really a challenge, hope it was appropriate and not too out of the story. It will still be angsty in the coming chapter...

Thank you for the guest, who suggested the change of two words in my last chapter! It's helpful!

Thank you also for your nice reviews! You'll have to be patient to know who the other man is though... It's not coming up soon, sorry, I like to tease...!

And for your curiosity about my native language... Well let's play! If you guess right and you are willing to reveal your name or nickname I'll use it in that fiction!