She came back to herself with his hand stroking her face. there was a flicker of very male triumph on his face. he'd damn near made her pass out, so he could afford to be a little smug. Patrick watched her for a moment, tracing across her jaw line before asking, "Alright?"

His voice was slightly hoarse, thick with arousal.

Still, the absurdity of the question made her chuckle, he was the mind reader after all, couldn't he tell that her mind was mush?

"better than."

Her voice was languorous, warm satisfaction reaching down to her toes. There was a faint flicker of relief across his face before he leant down, kissing her softly. Something hard pressed against her, and she wriggled at the sensation at her sensitive core. He smiled into her mouth and shifted, rubbing himself along her in a glorious caress that forced her head back, breaking the kiss, and drawing a moan from her lips.

His teeth nipped at her chin, and she inhaled sharply at the sensation. again he rubbed against, but this time they both groaned at the contact. he let out a shaky breath and pulled back, and the words that crossed her mind were not pleasant. If he'd chosen now to back off she was going to murder him.

Patrick laughed at the anger in her eyes, before murmuring, "I'm not running Lisbon. But I think if we're going to do this, we need something important."

But his pants were in the shower, and it looked like neither of them could leave the bed at this point.

"I'm clean, you're clean?"

He nodded.

"And I'm on the pill. It's okay."

It was clear that she'd shocked him.

"are you sure? I'm not opposed to the idea" he questioned, one eyebrow raised in curiosity.

"I'm sure Patrick. God, I need you in me now, or I think one of us will die. and if you keep teasing me, it wont be me that does."

He chuckled at her dramatic threat, but nodded once, shifting to line himself up with her again. he looked down at her, waiting till she met his eyes before he thrust forward gently. She practically convulsed. He slid into her easily, filling her up, like the last piece of the puzzle had just been slid into place. Pleasure radiated through her, a wave that gripped her body in a warm fist, closing her eyes and throwing her head back against the bed. There was only the tiniest sensation of pain, of being almost too full, as he came to her end.

She didn't remember moving, but suddenly her fingers are gripping his forearms as her back arched. Her mouth dropping open in a panted gasp of pleasure. When she managed to open her eyes again his face startled her. there was a mixture of desperation and bone shaking pleasure. He looked like a man caught between two extremes, his fear for her and his pleasure at what he was doing. and she understood what he was doing, what he was showing her. he loved her, deeply, but more than that, he was letting her in.

She lifted her legs and hooked them around his sweat slicked waist, the movement contracting her insides and making him writhe above her. his breathing was harsh, desperate snatches of air sucked in through kiss swollen lips. dots of sweat beaded on his forehead and his cheeks were flushed. Her dreams paled in comparison to the real thing.

And then he moved. Sliding back only to surge into her again. it scrambled her brain, left her with only primal instincts as she rolled her hips, trying to encourage him to do it again. but he stopped, buried within her.

She growled, "damn it Jane! Move!"

"is that…" he cleared his throat and managed cheekily, "is that an order?"

"Jane!"

He obeyed her with a smile, rocking back and forth within her in long slow motions. It was wonderful, earth shaking, but she needed more, wanted more from him. He was treating her like some fragile doll, like she would break. He was terrified of causing her harm.

She managed breathily, "I'm not going to break Patrick."

A faint smile touched his lips, but he still moved that infuriatingly wonderful slow pace.

Unbidden the words came to her lips, "please Patrick, I need you."

As if she'd hit some magic button he drew out and slammed back into her.

"Better?"

But he didn't pause to give her time to answer, and what was intended to be a yes came out as an eight syllable long conglomerate groan. He took her hard and fast, rolling his hips in such a way that she almost went blind as pleasure shot across her body. Inexorably she felt herself being pulled along that path again, but this time she was bringing him with her.

When they reached that shining edge, they floated together for a second before falling over the edge. Her screams echo out around the room, accompanied by his almost growled groans of pleasure.

Authors note: I guess i'm showing the reason for the M warning now :)

I'll try to get the next chapter up as soon as i can, Exams should finish soon so i'll have a lot more time to write. thank you guys so much for all the reviews, and keep them coming:) i know i say that every chapter, but it really lifts my spirits to see what you guys think of my work :D

Ta Ta for now

~MadamRed