Disclaimers: They're still not mine.

A/N: All mistakes and British spellings are mine.

Two

Thank god, I think to myself as I reach home, work has been stressful tonight. I can't wait to get a hot shower and curl up in bed, and phone Catherine. I've missed her at work tonight. I hope she's awake when I call. I really want to hear her voice.

As I'm stepping through my front door an uneasy feeling washes over me and I freeze as my apartment door closes behind me, having the distinct feeling that I'm not alone. Okay don't panic. I reach to my hip for my cell phone and reach for the door at the same time, really wishing I had my gun.

"There's no need to panic Sara." I hear from behind me.

What the fuck..."Catherine?" I spin towards the voice and relief mixes with confusion as I see it is indeed Catherine.

"How did you get in?" I demand.

She leans over and flicks on the small table lamp I have next to my sofa, casting a little more light into the room.

"I took the spare key from your locker." She calmly states as she slowly walks towards me.

She stops in front of me, and before I even think of asking her what the hell is going on, she reaches a hand up to the back of my neck and pulls me down. Crushing her lips to mine. Shock momentarily paralyses me. Sensing my hesitation she pulls back. "Kiss me." I hear before she kisses me again. This time I return her kiss with equal force.

She flicks her tongue across my bottom lip, and I hear myself moan as she grips my neck tighter and deepens the kiss. Her tongue moving against mine, divesting me of all coherent thought. My God can this woman kiss.

When she pulls back I'm left breathless. When I finally do manage to get my breathing under control, I open my eyes to find Catherine giving me what can only be described as a smug look.

I'm thrown slightly by this. She's been fighting this for weeks, months even and now here she is giving me smug looks. Having just kissed me senseless. What the hell is going on here?

Her hands reach for my jacket. I know I should protest, move away from her and try to talk, but at the feel of her hands sliding the jacket from my shoulders then trailing down my arms, I simply shiver at her touch instead.

"Catherine?" I ask, hoping she'll enlighten me.

A throaty laugh escapes her as she steps a little closer. Her eyes have a look of danger that both excites and scares me at the same time.

"I thought it was time I returned the teasing you've given me the past few weeks."

I'm not surprised at her change of attitude, once Catherine decides to go after something she wants, it's usually just a matter of time until she gets it.

As her eyes rake over my body, I feel like her prey.

"Catherine I think we should..."

"Sshh. You're going to listen to me okay? Don't talk unless I tell you, don't interrupt. Just listen." She tells me, her tone of voice letting me know that it's not open for discussion. I simply nod and wait for her to talk.

She takes a step back and her eyes lazily travel down my body. Taking in each and every curve, giving me a feral grin when her eyes return to mine, as she steps back into my personal space. "I want you Sara. So much." Her calm voice shows no signs of the heat I can clearly see in her eyes. "And now, I'm going to have you."

Jesus Christ. Are my knees always this jelly like? "Catherine..."

"I didn't tell you to talk." She cuts me off again. "I told you to listen, and this is all about you doing as I say." An involuntary shiver makes its way down my spine at her words. The heat that settles in my stomach surprises me a little. I've always thought she was sexy as hell when she's being forceful; I just wasn't prepared for how much of a turn on it would be when directed at me.

"You probably thought I'd come talk to you, right? Maybe ask you on a date?"

I simply nod in reply.

"Don't misunderstand me Sara." Her hands find my hips as she speaks and I feel myself being pushed backward until my back hits the wall with a slight thud. "We will have dates; I'm not looking for a fling here." I smile as I listen to her speaking. I told her this wasn't just physical and I meant it, I'm glad she feels the same.

"And I was going to talk to you, ask you out. Then you left me that message this morning." Her hands move to the front of my shirt and she slowly runs a finger around each button, watching her hand as it moves, talking to me as she does.

"You've taken every opportunity to tease me the past few days haven't you?"

"Yes." I manager to whisper as her finger moves higher.

"Done everything you could to drive me crazy, make me want you so badly I can't think of anything else."

I try to speak but I seem to be having a few issues with thinking clearly right now, even this simple touch is distracting.

Her hands return to my shirt, only this time she undoes the buttons as she goes, and I'm certain I see a brief look of disappointment when she finds I have a tank top under it. "If you don't want this, for any reason at all, just say and I'll stop." Her tone is serious, her hands have stopped all movement, waiting for my answer, I try to form a sentence but all my desire filled brain can manage is...

"Don't stop."

She chuckles, probably at the desperation present in my voice already, then slides the shirt from my shoulders as soon as she can, throwing it behind her.

"You might regret that soon, because now I think it's time I repaid you."

"Repaid?" I say without thinking, earning myself a raised eyebrow.

Nodding as her hands move to my hips. She starts walking backwards, pulling me with her. As we enter my bedroom I ponder for a brief second how she knows her way around my apartment so well.

Once in the bedroom she pushes me back until my legs hit the bed then turns me around so I'm facing away from her. Stepping into me, pressing herself against my back. Her hands find the bottom of my tank top and seconds later it's on the floor. "Yes, repaid. For every time you've accidentally brushed up against me, every heated look you've sent my hormones into overdrive with."

She wastes no time moving her hands to my pants and making quick work of the buttons as she continues talking. "Every tight top I couldn't keep my eyes off. Every time you've leant over around me, purposefully teasing me with that perfect ass of yours. And let's not forget the phone messages." She says, her voice low and sexy.

My breath catches as she leans in, her mouth right next to my ear, the feel of her breath on my skin sending shivers down my spine as she continues talking. "Do you know how many times I've climaxed, alone in my bed, moaning your name?"

"God Catherine." I groan at her words, my legs growing weak as my mind is filled with images. I'm in so much trouble here, and I'm loving every second.

I move my hands to cover hers as they rest on my hips, only to have her shrug them off. "Ah ah ah, no touching." She says, removing her hands from my hips. "You get to touch when I say." A whimper escapes me. I get the feeling I'm going to be extremely frustrated very soon. "I'm in charge here."

Soft kisses are placed across my shoulders and the back of my neck as she slides my pants and panties over my hips. They pool at my feet and I kick them, and my shoes across the room.

She slows her pace as she removes my bra, kissing my back as she slides the straps down my arms. Her teasing touches and kisses are driving me crazy. I want more contact; want to feel her against me.

She steps away from me and I immediately miss her, I try to turn but she tells me not to, tells me to stay still, seconds later my breath catches as I see her top hit the floor.

A low groan escapes my lips as she steps back in, snaking her hands around my waist and pulling me into her body. "Catherine." I moan. Her skin feels so hot against mine. I desperately want to turn around and look at her.

"On the bed." She commands, letting go of me. I do as ordered and climb into the middle of the bed. Lying back, waiting for her.

I'm awestruck when I get my first real look at her. "You're gorgeous." I say without even thinking as I take in every single inch of her naked body.

The look she gives me is positively feral as she crawls on to the bed. Slowly stalking toward me on all fours, keeping her weight on her hands and knees, denying me the contact I desperately want right now.

She takes my hands and places them above my head. And I feel something soft wrapping around my wrists. Where the hell did she get this from? Seconds later she moves back to look at her handy work, settling herself across my hips. I pull against my at my restraint and she giggles a little.

"Whenever you wear a scarf from now on, I'll think of this." She chuckles. "You have any idea how hot you look right now?"

Unable to stop myself I say. "No, but I'll see how hot you look like this later."

Her raised eyebrow and a smirk is all the answer I get. And I'm about to push my luck further but all that comes out is a strangled moan as she leans down and covers a nipple with her mouth. The flicking of her tongue makes me gasp. Her hand comes up to tease my other nipple. Fuck. I feel as if a million volts are running through my body. Starting right where she's touching me. I hear myself moan her name, long and low. If she keeps this up I'll come before she moves any lower.

Her mouth moves to my other nipple and my back arches. She takes her time, teasing me. Letting her tongue flick over my nipple, gently biting then blowing the sensitised nub. I'm begging her for a firmer touch but she's not giving in and I'm not sure if I'm relieved or disappointed when her mouth moves to my stomach. She takes her time there too, kissing every inch of skin. Paying special attention to my belly button, licking around it, dipping her tongue inside.

I'm writhing and begging as her kisses move lower. She slowly parts my legs and kisses her way down to the inside of my thighs. When she starts kissing her way back up my other thigh I hold my breath in anticipation. I know it won't take much to send me over the edge. A low moan escapes me as she blows across my centre.

"Fuck, please." I hear myself groan in disappointment when she moves back to my stomach. My breasts are given more attention before she moves up to husk in my ear.

"Not nice being teased is it, baby?"

All I can do is moan. I'm so ready for her I can't think.

"Remember what you said Sara?"

Remember what I said? I can't remember my name right now.

"How you couldn't wait to watch me come for you? You should be careful what you wish for."

She captures my lips again. "Watch." She purrs as she pulls back and moves to straddle my thigh. A groan escapes her as she starts slowly grinding against me. It hits me what she's doing and all I can manage is a strangled moan. This is beyond torture.

Her hips pick up speed and I'm pulling at my restraints. God I need to touch her. I can feel how wet she is every time her hips roll and it's driving me crazy. "Catherine please, let me touch you." I beg. She doesn't relent and I almost come when one of her hands slides up to her breast and her fingers start teasing a taut nipple.

"Oh god Sara." She moans as her head falls back slightly. I can't remember ever being this aroused in my life.

Her body starts shaking slightly and I know she's close. God, she looks so fucking amazing right now. She leans down to kiss me and a few seconds later she moans into our kiss as her body shudders. She collapses against me when her body finally stills, her breath ragged.

My whole body is trembling, shaking with desire. "Catherine, fuck that was..." I can't find the words. I trail off, an involuntary moan escaping me as I think of her as she was seconds ago.

She chuckles into my neck then pulls back to look at me, having finally got her breath back. "You seem a little worked up baby. Want me to help with that?" She teases as her hand moves to the inside of my thigh.

"No more teasing Catherine." My voice is shaky. "Please."

She changes positions, coming to rest between my legs and I hook a leg around her thigh. Making sure she can't move this time.

"I think you've been teased enough." She watches me intently as her hand moves higher. I try to hold her gaze but when her fingers slip inside me, my head falls back and my eyes close.

"Oh my god." I hear myself growl. My hips bucking to meet each thrust. Whimpering every time her thumb brushes my clit. This feels fucking amazing. "Harder." I beg. And when she obliges I come undone. Moaning her name as wave after wave of pleasure overtakes me.

I can hear her speaking softly; feel her placing kisses over my face but long minutes pass before I'm coherent enough to understand her words. Never mind reply to them. When I come back to myself I realise my hands have been released and I've wrapped my arms around Catherine.

"That was amazing." She purrs between soft kisses to my jaw line. "You were amazing."

I laugh a little as my breathing returns to normal. Earning myself a quizzical look. "What the hell did you do to me woman?" I tease as I try to lift my arm, only to give up when I realise I don't have the energy. "I can barely move."

"Worth the wait then?" Her smile is nervous and it takes my brain a second to figure out why. She put a lot on the line by coming here tonight. I know this wasn't just sex for either of us. I also know that was something she was worried about.

"Yes, you are." I reply. "I meant what I said Catherine. I don't do things by halves. I want it all. "

She leans in and gives me a slow kiss. "Good, that's what you've got."

I lean in for a kiss and she giggles a little when I pull back.

"Okay, not the usual reaction my kisses get." I tease.

"I was just thinking that I still have a phone message or two to repay you for."

A slight groan escapes me at the thought. "I had to do something to get you to see this was worth trying. I figured that was the easiest route."

"Well after the last few messages I mostly saw the inside of a cold shower." She laughs.

"Actually now I think about it, if this is the result I think I'll start leaving you phone messages regularly." I tease. "Even though I might not survive."

"Well, you could do that." She teases as her hands start wondering. And amazingly my very recently satisfied hormones roar to life. "Or you could just come find me and tell me in person." Her mouth joins her wondering hands and I moan almost immediately.

Gripping her hips I roll us over so I'm covering her body with mine. Damn this feels good. I've had more than a few fantasies about having her beneath me like this.

"You know what I think?"

"Mmm, what?" Is her distracted reply as my mouth trails across her neck.

"I think it's time I saw how hot you look tied to my bed. Now where is that scarf."

She giggles and shakes her head. "Sorry, I have no idea."

"Ah, okay. Maybe I can refresh your memory." I tease as I lean in for a kiss.

Yeah, I think I'll start leaving her messages more often.

Thanks for reading.