He knew she was mad. He didn't blame her. He'd promised her a date night and gotten stuck at the hospital. Kate had always been understanding of his job but he understood that enough was enough.

"Dad!" Aaron shouted from the tub when he heard the door.

"Not so fast, Goober. We still need to rinse your hair," Kate laughed.

"Hello, hello," Jack said as he entered the bathroom. He gave Aaron a fist bump and kissed the side of Kate's head. "How was today?"

"Aaron, tell your dad what we did today," Kate said softly.

"Daddy! We went to the park! I fed the ducks!"

"You fed the ducks! I'm sorry I missed that, little man." He wanted to flinch at the face Kate gave him, as if to say she was right.

"It's okay. I know you work a lot," Aaron offered, splashing a toy around in the bath.

"There will be other trips to the park," Kate said.

"I know you're mad," Jack said once Aaron was asleep.

"I'm not mad."

"I promised to be home today and I didn't keep my promise. And I thought I could just swing in for an hour or two for paperwork. I didn't expect…"

"You should have expected. This always happens…"

"Kate, I'm sorry. Tell me how to make this right. I'll do anything. I'll accept any punishment just let me make this right." His words sounded more and more panicked. The longer he thought of it the more he remembered Sarah leaving him for the same exact reasons. He couldn't lose his second wife to the same reason.

"Punishment, huh?" Kate smiled a mischievous smile. "I think I know just the thing." She headed to the doorway but paused to turn around. "How do you feel about handcuffs?" She asked as she slowly unbuttoned her shirt.

"What do you have in mind?"

"That's a surprise," she whispered, her eyes flickering wickedly.

Once Jack was handcuffed, she finished unbuttoning her shirt and sliding out of her jeans.

"You're so fucking sexy," he groaned.

She unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. She kept her eyes locked on him as she let her hands roam her breasts, squeezing and pinching until her nipples were hard. She slid out of her panties and hopped in bed, on full display for Jack.

"Unhook me," he ordered.

Kate ignored him. Instead she seductively parted her legs, giving him a peak. Her fingers slid between her folds and circled her clit, eliciting a moan.

"Kate," Jack groaned. "This is torture."

"That's what a punishment is," she laughed. She swayed over to him and put her fingers to his mouth, teasing him by giving him a taste. He groaned loudly and yanked at his handcuffed wrist. She straddled him and began grinding against his crotch until his pants were damp from her arousal. "What do you want, baby?" She teased.

"I want you to uncuff me," he growled. "I want to ravage the hell out of my wife. Until she begs me to stop."

"Funny. I want to torture you until you beg me to stop," she shrugged casually as if it were no big deal.

"Kate," he growled. She didn't speak but continued grinding against him. Even through his pants he could feel the heat from her center and it made him hard. "Mrs Shepard," he groaned, yanking on his wrist in an attempt to free himself.

Kate leaned in, kissing him deeply. When his tongue brushed her lower lip she bit it, making him groan again in frustration. "Do you feel how wet I am?" She whispered. She let her hand run over the length of his cock through the pants, eliciting a moan.

Kate slid off and moved back to the bed. She let her hands go back to exploring her own body, a few sporadic moans slipping out.

"Please," Jack begged. "Just let me touch you. Please. I need to touch you."

"I thought you were willing to accept a punishment?"

"This is torture, baby. You know I'll take good care of you…"

Kate smiled widely. This was exactly the reaction she'd hoped for. Instead of stopping, she continued on until her body was trembling as she reached her peak.

Once she'd managed to control her breathing she removed Jack's handcuffs. He immediately pushed her down onto the bed, pinning her under his weight. "That was a dirty trick."

Kate simply shrugged, looking proud of herself. "What are you gonna do about it?"

"If you can torture me with sex I can do the same."

"You'll lose that bet," she laughed.

"Not so fast. I didn't mean withholding sex…"

"What did you mean?" She asked, her breath hitching.

"I'm gonna fuck you until you beg for a break," he growled as he thrust into her without warning. She moaned loudly, arching her back. He continued slamming into her thrust after thrust. When she didn't come fast enough for him he used his fingers against her clit, rubbing small circles that caused her orgasm.

"That was incredible," she panted as she struggled to catch her breath.

Instead of words, Jack adjusted her so she was on all fours. He held her hips tightly as he pushed into her. He wasn't as rough as he had been but he still slammed into her roughly. She matched his rhythm, only stopping when an orgasm ripped through her.

Needing a break himself, Jack pushed her down so her back was to the bed. He used one hand to part her thighs and let his fingers slide inside her. "Jack," she groaned, her body pressing to meet his fingers. "That feels so good," she panted.

"God, you're incredible," he whispered. He continued on until once again Kate was unraveling before him.

He kissed her passionately, his body hovering over hers. This time it was her who adjusted him so he was laying flat on his back. She slid on top of him and used one hand to line him up to her opening. She slid down the full length of his piece making them moan in unison. She put her hands on his chest to steady herself and then she began rocking, taking all of him with every push. As they came together, Jack held her hips down and spilled deep inside her. His hands roamed her breast as her rocking slowed, her body trembling in satisfaction.

"You win," she panted. "I need a break."

"Good," he chuckled, "I need one, too." He pulled Kate so she was nestled against his side. "I really am sorry," he admitted. "I didn't think it would take so long at the hospital."

"I meant what I said when Aaron was getting his bath. There will be other picnics. I know I get frustrated but you have a really important job. People count on you, Jack—"

"You count on me. Aaron counts on me…"

"And you're here for us," she cried. "I wasn't mad you got stuck at work…"

"You were mad," he corrected.

"A little mad," she blushed with a smile. "I understand. And Aaron understands. Besides, the punishment was better than date night anyway."

"So punishment nights instead of date nights?" Jack teased.

Kate rolled her eyes and tossed a pillow in Jack's direction. Secretly, she was wondering if he was joking or not.

Punishment night had a nice ring to it.