Hi guys, long time no see you =x
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This chapter is pure porn, nothing else. You've been warned. I did my best not to sound too ooc…or creepy, bear with me.
Lisbon was tying her shoes when she heard her boyfriend turning himself in bed. She lifted her head and smiled at a confused, half-open eyes Jane.
"Hey"
He rubbed his eyes with his palms. "Hey"
Lisbon got off the chair she was on, walked towards the bed and crawled on top of him over the blankets.
She looked at him biting her lip in a shy smile as she always did in the morning, and gave him several quick loud kisses on the lips.
"You always smell so good. Even in the mornings."
He smiled broadly. "Where are you going?"
"I'm going for a run"
"Why?"
She chuckled "You make it sound like running is torture!"
"Well…"
"I'll be back in half hour, you'll survive."
"I'm not sure about that."
"Then come with me."
He thought for a second. "That's okay I know you need some time just for yourself."
"Actually no, I don't" She smiled shaking her head.
"Yes you do"
"I really don't"
"Don't worry I understand, I'll be strong"
She rolled her eyes. "Fine, keep the bed warm for when I come back"
"I will."
Jane rolled them so he would be on top of Teresa.
He caught her by surprise, kissing her deeply; for a long while, the sound of their lips finding each other and Teresa occasionally giggling was all that could be heard in the room.
She broke the kiss and held his faces with her hands.
"Jane-"
"You still want to leave?"
"I'm all ready here!" Lisbon protested.
"But I smell so good!"
Lisbon used her hands to cover her own face; she made a sound between laughing and whining. "Please don't convince me to stay." It was easier to admit he had the power to do it or she would never leave that room.
"Hm, you're asking so nicely..."
"Jane!" She whined once more and Jane grinned.
"I'm kidding" He held her hands above her head and kissed her. "I'm not getting in the middle of your routine. I'll be here when you come back."
"By 'here' you mean sleeping again?"
"It's not my fault. I have tiny woman that has the power to make so happily exhausted!"
"You can't blame me for being lazy."
"Lazy?" He asked indignant.
"I'm kidding!"
"I can't believe you called me lazy!" He continued to look at her with his fake hurt expression.
"Oh come on" Se wrapped her arms around his neck, brought him down for a kiss and giggled against his mouth until he stopped the act and kissed her back.
"Is very good to know that you're sleeping so well." She said with a smile after they parted lips.
"I am." "Thanks to you"
He went to kiss her again and she rolled out of bed.
"Better go now before you get me to stay in bed the whole day." "Sure you don't want to come with me?"
"My ankle still hurts from you know, jumping a fence to tell you I love you" He sat down, wearing his suit pants, and rubbed his foot.
"That's not even the right foot, Jane"
"Oh. Actually both of them hurt."
"Right." She leaned down and gave him a peck. "See you soon."
"You go girl!"
…
A year living and that neighborhood and Lisbon still didn't know much about it, she changed the her usual route and found a small clothing store nearby. She entered it glad she was carrying her wallet.
…
An hour later and she was back carrying a small bag. She heard Jane in the kitchen, making his daily tea.
She left the bag over a table and hugged him from behind, still wearing his pants and nothing else.
She kissed his broad bare back, slipped her hands to his chest, stroking his skin.
He smirked, thought she couldn't see it.
"What took you so long?" He asked a little afraid she would take it like he was demanding any explanations, but she knew him better than that.
"I got you something."
He finally turned to face her, holding the teacup he had just filled, close to his mouth.
"Don't get excited; is nothing, really, just something to make you more… comfortable."
He used his chin to point to the bag over the table and look back at her to confirm.
"Yep, in the bag."
He got the bag and left his teacup where it was.
"Is it my one week anniversary present?"
"One week anniversary?"
"Well, agent Lisbon" He wrapped his free arm around her waist, "we've been dating for a week now."
"Oh wow, a whole week, eh?"
"That's right" He kissed her while turning then around and guiding her to the middle of the kitchen, he lifted her to the table, sitting her in front of him and standing between her legs.
"Okay, let's see what's in here"
Jane reached into the black shopping bag and took a pajama out of it; it looked just like his except for the color, a darker blue and no patterns.
"Is no big deal, it's just so you won't sleep in your suit pants whenever you sleep here, And-"
"Teresa, thank you." He leaned in and kissed her gently stoking her face with his thumb. "I thought you said this were for grandfathers"
"Well, yeah, but you like it, plus you don't have to wear the shirt you know?"
"Oh I don't uh?"
Lisbon got the pajamas' top from his hand and threw it behind her. "Nuh-uh"
She wrapped her arms and legs around him.
"You promise to behave if I don't? Promise you won't attack me at night?" Jane asked with his best charming smile.
She shook her head 'no' while biting her lip.
"Oh whoa, miss Lisbon!"
She laughed, a little flushed. "Shut up!"
Jane thanked her once more and kissed her again.
"What about you? What do you need to sleep more comfortable in the airstream?"
Before she had to take the courage to ask him, Jane thought he should make it clear he had no problems with her taking things to his place.
"If you don't mind I can take one of my nightgown next time I go to sleep there."
"Of course I don't mind, take whatever you need." He answered nearly whispering, kissing her cheek.
"Thank you"
"You sure you don't want me to buy you a new one?"
"That's okay, I have plenty."
"I can be very creative."
"And that's what scares me!" She teased and got down from the table. "I'll just have a cup of your coffee and go take a shower"
"Oh right, I'll take this to your bedroom and get back to my book." He got the bag with the pajamas and walked towards the hallway.
"What book?" She walked over to the counter and poured herself a cup of coffee.
"Oh just a book I found, it's getting interesting."
"What was it?"
"I didn't pay attention to title."
"O-kay..." She answered taking a sip of her coffee, looking suspicious at her blondie consultant.
….
Nearly half-hour later Lisbon was out of the shower, wearing a casual pink dress she though Jane would like.
"Jane?" She called for him before entering the living room; "There you are."
Lisbon observed her man, now fully dressed but barefoot, lying on her sofa wearing a charming smile and… hiding his hands behind the couch? "What you doing?"
"Nothing." His smile turned into something more provocative.
"What are you hiding?"
"Hiding? Nothing."
"Jane what… Is that my book?"
"Maybe"
"Give it back!" She tried to reach for his arm behind the couch but Jane protected himself with his legs and free arm.
"How can I be sure it's yours?"
"It was inside that box," She pointed to a box near the door. "In MY house!"
"Anyone could have put it there…."
"Stop being so childish!"
"Tell me the name of the book so I know it's really yours"
"That's not my only book, Jane."
"I'll give you a clue to which one it is"
"…"
"If this book is really yours then every time you read it, you were thinking of me."
"Stupid dumbass?"
"No, that's not the title."
"The world's biggest asshole."
"Still no."
"Jane!" She warned.
"Just say the name."
"Argh!" "Fine. Hot…"
"Yes?"
"Hot, Naughty and… Jane just give me the damn book!"
Jane giggled not able to control himself; he held the book in front of him and leafed through it. "Okay, fine, sorry. Just wait a sec; I just want to know if young and charming Simon will let himself be seduced by the fierce detective- OW!" Lisbon hit him on the face with a pillow and he finally dropped her novel. "Geez woman! I think you broke my nose."
"I hope so."
Jane sat stroking his nose as Lisbon sat at the other end of the sofa and turned the TV on.
"I wasn't going through your stuff, I tripped over a box and"
"I wasn't accusing you of going through my stuff, Jane" "But you just lost your one week anniversary gift"
"Wha- what is it?"
"I guess you'll never find out."
Now that got his attention.
He laid on the couch again, resting his head on her lap as she continued to look at the TV.
"Did you put on this dress for me?" He asked grinning and pulling on her dress between two fingers, trying to get her attention. "Lisbon, come on."
"You were mocking me; I'm not talking to you." She wasn't really angry, just a bit embarrassed, but she was loving the opportunity to teach him a lesson.
"I wasn't mocking you." He couldn't help but smile tenderly at her expression. Holding herself not to touch his hair and stoke his face. Doing her best to look angry and not smile at him.
Jane reached across from her to use the couch's arm as a support to lift his upper body and get face to face with her.
Involuntarily he licked his lips when he watched hers so closely, his gaze shift from her parted mouth to her big green eyes.
He took the remote control from her hand, pointed behind him and without taking his eyes out of hers turned the TV off, leaving them alone again.
"You know that's not true, Lisbon." "I wasn't mocking you; I just think it's amusing that you'll do anything in bed but just saying the word sex makes you blush." He kissed the corner of her mouth laughing and she smiled against his lips.
"It does not! And not anything!" Her voice came out more high pitched than she intended.
He punctuated his statement with several open mouth kisses along her neck and shoulder: "I'm all in for whatever makes you hot, naughty and…" He saw the look on her face. "I'll stop."
"You didn't need to read the book to embarrass me."
"That's not why I was reading it." "I don't think that kind of literature usually works for you, and yet you packed this one and was ready to take it to D.C, I wanted to know what made it special."
"There's nothing special I've read others before but they were very poorly written so I threw them away, it's not like I could donate it to a school."
"The others were poorly written?"
"Yes!"
"So you're saying this one is good?"
"It is!"
"Oh really? What about when-"
"I swear to god Jane, if you quote the book-"
"Okay, okay." "You really can't think of any other reason on why you liked it?"
"Yes, the main character is a cop, you're going to say I identify with her but I don't."
"And the boy?"
"What about him?" "Oh, you think- yeah right!"
"We're the same!"
"He's supposed to be very young, Jane"
"Ouch! I'm young at heart."
"Sure you are."
"You really don't see it? A brilliant smartass guy, a badass cop that protects him, they bicker all the time, she try to hides her emotions but he's very good at reading her… I could go on."
"Brilliant?" Lisbon mocked, better than admit he was obviously not wrong.
"Fine, you're right." He laid his head on her thigh again. "Nothing to do with us. Jessika describes Simon as this really hot guy, great body…"
"Do you want some time alone with the book… and Simon?"
"I'm just saying. I'm not like the guys you usually go out."
"Oh you're definitively not."
"They go to the gym every day,"
Lisbon sighted smiling. "Jane-"
"Their arms are bigger than my legs…"
Lisbon chortled and Jane couldn't hold back his own smile. "Oh my god, Patrick Jane needing reassurance that he is hot; I've waited my whole life for this day." She poked his nose.
"Ten years working together and you never complimented me."
"Yeah sure. 'Guys we have a new case, oh and Jane, great ass!"
He looked at her shaking his head like that was obviously, what she should have done.
"Fine, what's the deal, Jane? What do you really want?"
"I'm glad you asked!"
"Oh damn."
He set up by her side and pushed her by the hand. "Come here."
She rolled her eyes, but she was clearly enjoying it, half-curious, half already guessing what he wanted.
She moved slowly and sat up on his lap, face to face with her blondie, with her legs to either side of him, digging her knees into the couch.
Jane tucked her hair behind her ear before resting his hands on her waist.
"We'll do an exercise."
"That's a weird to say 'have sex' but ok."
"I'm serious."
"What for?"
"Well it's to uh, make you more comfortable talking about sex… and because I think it'll be extremely sexy." His mischievous expression making her smile.
"I'm not talking dirty to you, Jane."
"Why not?"
"It's weird. It'll be funny rather than sexy!"
"When you're in the mood and already aroused everything sounds sexy, it's a scientific fact."
"A scientific fact?"
"It's not even to talk dirty it's an exercise. Actually is more of a game."
"You're making it worse. What do you want me to do in this exercise?"
"I want you to describe me."
"Describe you?"
He nodded his head 'yes'. "And tell me if you like anything you see."
She looked at him, hesitating.
"Come on, I'm not asking you to slap me in the ass and call me a Stacy, Lisbon." "You have no idea how much I want you to do this." "Please?"
His whining was not very convincing but Lisbon went along with it.
"Fine, no need to emotionally blackmail me, I'll try."
She cleared her throat unsure on how to begin.
"Start from the top." He ruffled his blond curls.
"Your hair? How will I make that sound sexy?"
"You don't. Just describe it."
She sighed and threaded her fingers into his curls, smooth and soft to the touch. "Hum. I love your hair; it looks good no matter what, even when it's all messy after you wake up." She twiddled his hair into two little horns and giggled –It fits! "Actually I think that's my favorite look." "I always wanted to touch it; it looked so soft." "My fingers itched whenever I saw you sleeping on the couch back at the CBI. If I was already angry at you it'd only make me more furious."
He chuckle timidly, giving Lisbon confidence to continue.
"I love the color of your eyes and how sometimes you look at me so eagerly it's like you're seeing through my clothes."
"I probably am. If you could see the images in my head…"
"I don't even want to know."
"Probably for the best."
She pressed her finger on his lower lip and he jokingly got it between his teeth, grinning.
"You are by far the best kisser I ever kissed."
"I don't want you to seduce me, Agent Lisbon, speak the truth."
"I am." She continued seductively. She sucked his lower lip with eyes opened, staring at him with a craving intensity, craving him, his body; she felt his grip getting tighter on her waist and released him.
"The sweetest lips I ever tasted. Sweet and warm." She concluded in a whisper. "You taste like tea." "But it's mixed with the Patrick Jane taste."
"My own taste?" He smiled a little proudly. "I love this. It feels like you're the sommelier and I'm the wine."
"A damn fine wine." She smiled against his mouth and continued to speak, so close their lips were brushing against each other.
"And your tongue, oh. You know exactly what to do with it, weather I want you to go deeply and passionate or slow and sweet." "It doesn't matter if it's when kissing my lips, sucking my nipples, brushing against my thighs or doing wonders down there."
He licked his lips, as if his mouth was dry. "Oh. Wow. You went from zero to sixty now!" His voice was intriguingly warm.
She hid her face against his neck before continuing. "Your-"
"Wait, can I take this off?"
"I want you to pay attention to what I'm saying, this was your idea."
"I will, I promise, but the view will improve the experience."
"Fine."
With her help, he pushed the long dress over her head.
"Oh my" He whispered to himself. "You're perfect."
His hand slid over her stomach and up to cup and rub her breasts; he kissed her nipples through the material of her cute lace bra and leaned his head down to kiss a trail across her skin. His tongue circled her belly button and continued the trail down; Lisbon arched her back even more, shivering with delight against the palm of his hand on her back. He reached her panties - a perfect match to her bra - and inserted the tip of his tongues just passed the waistband leaving a wet kiss there.
"Jane!" It began as a delighted moan and ended in a scream, she giggled holding on to his head so she wouldn't fall back.
He lifted his head and pulled her towards him. "Don't you want to move this to the bedroom?"
"Nope."
"Okay, you're the boss."
"I am. And you're going too fast!"
"I'll slow down, sorry."
He fixed his position underneath her, getting more relaxed and spreading his legs.
With the dress out of the way, Lisbon had the full view of his crotch.
"You're really enjoying this, hum?" He looked down and back at her with a lascivious grin.
She kissed him while slowly unbuttoning his shirt, while with firm hands, he cupped her ass, gripping and massaging her cheeks with strength.
"You sure you want me to continue?"
"Please do. But I wouldn't mind if you went a little faster." He was slightly panting against her mouth.
She kissed his jawline and he threw his head against the couch with small moaning sounds.
Jane's breath rasped in her ear. Her delicate small fingers gently caressed the nape of his neck, her hand was so warm and her fingers graciously touched him with such affection that it made him feel loved in a way he had forgotten how it felt.
She pushed his unbuttoned shirt off his shoulders and continued to trail her open mouth kisses there.
He finished taking off his shirt, throwing it on the floor.
"I love your broad shoulders," "Strong" She looked smiling at him. "…regular sized arms." Jane chuckled.
"I love your muscular chest," She caressed his skin.
"So this lazy ass has muscles?"
"Shut up." She reached to touch her and on her butt. "I love your hands and long fingers, especially when they're hitting the right spot."
"Oh."
"And the view of your bare back makes me want to rip your clothes off and do you right on the spot."
"I can't wait to go to a public pool with you."
"Jane!"
"I'm sorry!"
"I'm trying but you're making this really hard!"
"You're the one making it painfully hard." She frowned glancing at him. "I'm sorry, I was just trying to keep myself cool." Lowering his head, he planted a soft kiss between Teresa's breasts.
"Please continue" He kissed her little pout away. "You're doing great. So, so good!"
"Fine, where was I?"
"I believe you were about to rip my clothes off."
Lisbon bit her lip and scratched her nails on his chest, she felt satisfied when he hissed under her touch.
She bent her head to brush her tongue on his nipple, kissing and nibbling the sensitive area while pressing her upper body against his, forcing him to cry out her name.
One of his hands gently gripped her hair, lifting her head and bringing her closer to tug her mouth to his. Their tongues roughly meeting before their lips, in an urgent and desperate kiss.
She scooted forward on his lap, straddling him. A high-pitched sound escaped her throat when her thigh brushed against his groin, feeling his thick hardness straining against the fabric of his trousers and pressing into her.
He tightened the grip on her hair once again and tilted her head back, hungrily exploring her neck. She gasped when he sucked her exposed flesh hard enough to leave a hickey, the feeling driving her mad. She arched her back, giving him space to further explore her body, devouring her with his voraciously mouth.
He unhooked her bra and let it fall to the floor.
"Jane" He heard her whimpering but her voice was so faint, the sound seemed so far away; if she wanted to slow things down he was close to change her mind.
Jane took her breast in his mouth, salaciously sucking her nipples while merciless griping her ass.
She gave up the fight, her fingers moved over the fabric of her undies to try to touch herself through the lace but Jane brushed her hand off to do it himself.
"Turn around, Teresa."
And she did. She rested her back against his large sweaty chest, throwing her head over his shoulder and spreading her legs over his lap, her thighs widely splayed for him. Just the perfect position for Jane to touch her with his long fingers.
He ran his hand all over her body, feeling the soft skin of her sides. He kissing her greedily, sliding his tongue against hers when she opened her mouth for him.
Lisbon jerked when she felt Jane shoving inside her, and he used his free hand to keep her in place.
She watched his face while doing her, twisted with need and desire only adding to the fire inside her. She was wriggling and thrusting her hips up; her wails, mewls and soft cries went from her wet lips direct into his ear and it was so damn arousing Jane thought he deserved an award for not coming in his pants.
"Patrick!" He finally heard her crying as he added a third finger and went deeper inside her; pumping in and out in a frenetic rhythm, rubbing her clit, massaging her. Jane managed to capture her breast in his mouth and the feeling forced Lisbon to throw her arms back, clutching Jane's hair, crying and purring.
He was so hard it was excruciating. Every time Lisbon rocked herself, brushing against his throbbing cock, he whimpered in pain. Until he finally felt her muscles tightening around his fingers, her whole body convulsed over his and she came all over his hand, as she whispered his name followed by a loud moaned "Oh" from deep within her throat.
There was nothing more romantic, sexy and beautiful yet filthy about watching her coming. She rested against him, inhaling deeply as she tried to catch her breath.
Jane realized one of his hands was fisting the couch so tight his knuckles were white. He held her closer while caressing her arms that were embracing herself. In those little moments, Lisbon allowed herself to feel small and fragile, and she liked the idea that Jane was her shining armor.
"So much for going slow." She panted, slowly coming down from her high.
"Yeah…"
"Jane, are you alright?"
"Yeah, just need a minute."
"Don't torture yourself. Just relax."
Jane smiled rapturously "Shh." and hid in her hair. catching his breath.
"Tell me when you're ready; I still have to say what my favorite part of you is."
"Your favorite part of me? I think I know that one." She shivered when his warm breath touched her nape. "Wow, you're really ticklish!"
"Am not!"
Lisbon got up to seat like before, face to face with Jane.
"So what is it?"
"Your favorite part of me?" She raised her eyebrows to him. "My cute behind?" He hid his embarrassment with a cocky smile.
"Hm, second."
"Second?"
"My favorite part of you is… right here."
She pulled down his zip and reached for inside his trousers, running a single finger along the length of his erection. Jane shuddered and parted his lips in a silent plea, he watched her mesmerized. Lisbon cupped his stiff cock, through his boxers and stroked him lightly, being rewarded with Jane growling her name and tightening his grip on her ass to the point of pain.
Teresa unbuttoned Jane's pants and he lifted his hips so she could pull them down a bit, the position didn't help much but she manage to do so. She licked her lips seeing his pulsating boner straining to be set free, leaving a dark spot of pre cum on his underwear.
"I love seeing I have the power to make Patrick Jane lose control."
"Oh, you have no idea." He took her face in his hands, kissing her with a passionate tenderness so overwhelming, she felt her heart clenching inside her chest.
"Tell me what you want. Say what you will do to me."
She moved even closer, brushing her mouth against the side of his face, his five-o'clock shadow rasping against her lips. He trembled when he heard the sound of her lips parting and felt her hot breath filling his ear.
"I want my lips around your cock." Her tongue was brushing against his skin, sending shivers down Jane's spine. Just hearing Lisbon saying those words nearly undid him, he was scared of what would happen to him if she got her wish.
"I want you screaming my name, moaning loudly, succumbing to the pleasure I'll give you." She took his ear lobe between her teeth and pulled gently. She felt Jane stiffing, his hands became still as the movement of his chest got faster. She put both hands on his shoulders and pulled away from him to see his look on his face.
She playfully closed Jane's mouth with her finger, "I guess I scored a perfect A in your exercise hum?" She asked with lips turning into an immodest grin.
"You think?"
"You seem a little shocked."
"The word is amazed."
She pecked him. "Now just lie back and let me take care of you."
"Take care of me? I'm not going to survive this!"
She smiled and captured his mouth before he had time to see her cheeks flushing from the wicked way he was looking at her.
"I thought you were just playing me."
"I'm not mean like that, Jane." "Now come on, relax."
"Anything you want." Jane slid his ass to the edge of the couch cushion and watched Lisbon sliding off his lap onto her knees on the floor.
The agent positioned herself between his thighs, sliding her hands up, gently spreading them to make more room.
She pushed down his remaining clothes leaving it on the floor; his erection springs free slapping his stomach and Lisbon admired the sight of it.
She nipped and planted feathery kisses on his inner thighs before doing the same to the sensitive skin of his hip bone. The warmth of her delicate hands and the brushing of her breasts against his groin addicting to the sensation, making it unbearable.
Her hand finally fisted his cock in a hard grip, she stoked him and massaged his head with her thumb, taking the tip into her pouty lips, kissing the head while looking him the eye, and ruthless teasing him. Between his loud moans, she heard a deep "fuck!" escaping his lips that made her even more voracious.
She worked her tongue down to his balls, sucking them into her mouth, nuzzling with her tongue while her hand stroked him just the right way. Jane clenched his buttocks tightly, losing control over his body, he opened his mouth but only whimpers came off. He was looking down at her with cold sweat trickling down his neck; it was so hard to keep his eyes opened, but watching her was half the fun, it was the most erotic thing he had ever seen.
Lisbon was soaking wet, she was craving to have him inside her mouth just as much as he was. When she couldn't endure the teasing anymore, she took all of him. Watching her fit his shaft inside her small mouth made Jane delirious
Keeping eye contact with him, she sucked Jane hard, swirling down the length of it moaning while she did it. The deep sounds that escaped his mouth were lascivious.
She pulled him from her mouth with a pop, pushed down his foreskin and kissed his length from base to tip; her hand was clutching his balls, squeezing them tight.
She realized how much his pleasure mattered to her; it had never been like that with any other man and it had never felt this good, definitively no man ever tasted this good, or good at all compared to him.
"Jane?" She called for his attention, not really expecting that he would answer her with words, that would require his brain to work. "Guide me."
Teresa felt his hand on her head and took him in her mouth again. As she expected he was very gentle, he only made her go faster.
At every move he checked to see if she was okay with what he was doing and she seemed to like it so much that he allowed himself to lose control, his hips jerked, thrusting his cock deeper, against the back of her throat, while holding her head. Lisbon took it all. Moaning and whimpering while she passionately sucked and licked, with her twisting tongue, his throbbing member.
When he was too close to his release, he used the grip on her hair to pull her back.
"Teresa…" He cried soft as a warning.
"I know" She wrapped her fingers around the thick length, filling her hands, and stroked him a couple of times before he came shooting his seed on her breasts and neck.
"Oh fuck! Teresa!" Lisbon was sure her neighbors had heard him shouting, right now, she wanted them to hear, to know Jane was hers. Next time she faced one of them while walking the streets she would probably feel little different though.
Jane threw his head back and closed his eyes, trying to catch his breath, he felt Lisbon's fingers wrapping around him again and soon he was back in her mouth, she licked his shaft and thighs until he was clean.
She laid on the carpet in the middle of the room and locked her fingers behind her head. She looked over at him; they watched each other panting and smiled like maniacs.
Jane dragged himself to the floor and laid on top of Lisbon, using his knees and elbows to hold his weight.
"I knew you'd be great but… that was insane!" He laughed shortly; his throat was dry and his voice raspy. His heart was beating so fast Lisbon thought he would faint.
He nuzzled into her neck and rested there for a minute, occasionally kissing her nape.
"You know it's not over, right?"
She smiled against his ear. "And you're ready already?"
He sat up on her stomach putting his weigh on his ankles. His buttocks brushing against her belly.
"Are you fifteen?"
"It's the Teresa Lisbon effect" "Also it didn't really…do anything for 10 years so it's like I'm in my twenties."
"Yeah, I'm sure that's how biology works."
"Can we not talk about that?"
"Sorry." She chuckled
"Your next move agent Lisbon. Tell me what you want."
"Anything?"
He nodded.
She put his hand over his erection.
"Really?"
"You said anything."
"I thought you'd would want something more romantic."
Now that really made her laugh. "Awwn" He rolled his eyes ignoring her mockery. "Don't worry it's just a bit of foreplay."
"Foreplay? I think we're a bit passed that." She just arched her eyebrows in response, challenging him.
He fisted his cock, slowing bumping it, putting on a show for her.
He rubbed his thumb over the head and moaned for her. Lisbon reached for his thighs, stoking him and sliding back to cup his ass.
"No woman ever asked me to do this."
"You think I ask every guy I sleep with to jerk off for me?"
"I'm your first?"
"Yes…" Lisbon answered a bit irritated.
Jane laughed and leaned down to kiss her. "Sorry, just curious." Jane whispered before getting back to his task.
He slide his free through her belly, his fingers gently stroking her skin.
She trapped her index between her teeth, suggestively. Her eyes shimmered at him with an insatiable appetite making him feel the most desirable man in the world. If that wasn't enough she was moaning his name.
Lisbon watched his strokes becoming faster as his desire grew. She needed Jane closer now, wanted his full attention on her, on them.
"Jane." Her voice was so low she thought he hadn't hear but he went immediately to kiss her lips.
He broke the kiss, looking longingly at her, all the lust in his eyes seemed to have become "Yes?"
"Make love to me."
Jane held her tightly against him with sudden urgency to have her as close as possible.
Her whole body flushed with heat as sweat dripped from their bodies. She could not remember a better feeling than being embraced in his arms. She was paying attention to every move he made, how he felt against her, the sounds coming from his lips, his smell, his breathing, his taste, how the little hair curl in his forehead, slightly moved with her breathing. She realized how scared she was of losing him.
He brushed his lips on her chin and brought her attention back. "What are you thinking?"
His eyes were closed and by his tone she knew he was about to fall sleep. "Guess."
"Hm. You're thinking you just took a shower and now you really another one."
"No!" "But now I am!"
He smiled against her skin. "Really what were you thinking?"
"I was thinking being embraced by your regular sized arms," she laughed and Jane growled embarrassed and covered his face with his hands. "Hey" she took his hand in hers, "This, us, is really, really good."
"Yes it is."
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I hope I didn't repeat or contradict myself in this chapter because I can't read the past ones…because of reasons.