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"How did I know you were gonna say somethin' like that?"

"Well I don't know Joss. How did you know?"

"Because, John..." She stood, pulling him up with her, and walked him slowly back towards her bedroom. "I think I might know you better than you know yourself."

Chapter 10

"Uh uh..." His voice was low, almost a growl.

She felt him tug her hand, stopping her from taking them to her room. His charming yet wicked smirk, one she was very familiar with now, chose that moment to make its appearance.

"What's wrong?" She was almost afraid to ask. Her thoughts kicked into overdrive. They'd had such a wonderful morning...what if he was going to end it? He might have come to the conclusion that they couldn't actually be together without her or Taylor being hurt. Well, he'd have to come up with a pretty damn scary reason for her to just let him go. There was no way she was going to allow him to walk out her door, not without a fight. But the absurdity of the thought almost had her giggling. As if she could stop John Reese from doing anything, fight or no fight. No, she would just have to come up with an infallible counter argument to make him realize that he could stay.

"Joss..."

His soft, husky voice brought her thoughts to an abrupt halt. She looked up, focusing on his eyes.

"Whatever you're thinking, stop."

"How did you...?"

"Looks like I may know you better than you know yourself."

She grinned sheepishly and felt her cheeks heating up.

"Smartass." The word was barely more than a mumble under her breath.

"Yes, but a smartass who knows you were letting your thoughts run off on their own, thinking the worst."

She sighed quietly and smiled up at him. Sliding her fingers through his, she moved towards him.

"Was I wrong?"

"Not even a little." She chuckled. "A smartass AND a know-it-all. Just what I need." Her lips puckered in a mock pout. They didn't stay that way for long though. He leaned down and kissed the pout away. He let her hand go and wrapped both arms firmly around her and started walking backwards towards the living room. When he reached her couch, he broke the kiss and sat down. His hands reached out for hers, pulling her forward. His smirk was back and she couldn't help but smile back at him. He tugged on her hands, urging her down onto his lap. There was no hesitation at all. She lowered herself down, straddling his hips.

Immediately she slid her arms around his neck and attacked his mouth with hers. Yes...this was definitely exactly what she needed. Him. Again.

His large hands grabbed her hips and those strong yet gentle fingers dug into the soft skin, pulling her down against him. She moaned when he rolled his hips up against her. He may have had his jeans on, but she could still feel that he was hard and ready for her. There was no reason to make him wait.

While her tongue dueled with his, she slid her hands down to his pants and quickly went to work on the button and zipper. As soon as they were open she pushed herself up on her knees so that she could get the damn things out of the way. Breaking the kiss, she pulled back to attend to releasing him from the confines of his pants. He lifted himself up,making it easy for her to slide them from his hips.

She didn't even concern herself with pushing them all the way down. It didn't matter anyway. She'd uncovered exactly what she coveted. Glancing down, his cock was at full attention and she was going to give it her full attention.

Reaching down, she wrapped her hand around him. She slid her thumb over the head spreading the pre cum around. He shifted his hips, pushing himself against her hand. He moaned as his head fell against the back of the couch.

She smiled. She loved watching him enjoy the way she was touching him. When he'd pulled her in here, she thought that he would be taking charge, so this was a welcome, yet unexpected, surprise.

Increasing the pressure a bit, she started running her hand up and down the length of his shaft. His hips rose again, but she didn't quicken the pace. Instead, she moved slower. She slid down to the base again and twisted as she ascended back to the top. He moaned; a low keening sound so unlike him that she almost stopped. She looked up at him; his eyes open just the tiniest bit but watching her closely. She licked her bottom lip unconsciously before she took it between her teeth.

Maintaining eye contact with him, she smiled playfully and slid her hand down him again. He blinked slowly once. That was when she knew that he would make her pay for playing with him. While she longed to find out just how much she could tease him before he lost it and took back the control, she just didn't have the patience to hold herself back. Maybe she might after a month...or ten...of doing this with him, but certainly not right now. It had only been about an hour since he'd taken her on the kitchen counter. She was proud of herself for holding back this long.

She scooted closer to him and rose up on her knees. She applauded herself for having the foresight to leave her panties tucked safely away in her drawer when she'd gotten up that morning. With her hand still wrapped around him, she guided him to her entrance. Slowly, she lowered herself down onto him. They both exhaled together.

She leaned towards him wrapping her arms around his neck. She lifted her hips just to the point of almost coming off of him and sank back down onto him again. She repeated the action over and over again. His hands were back on her hips. They gripped her tightly trying to pull her more quickly down onto him but she fought them. He would have to wait. She had the control right now and she wasn't going to give it up easily. Besides, she enjoyed playing with him...pushing the envelope so to speak. She nearly giggled at the thought. Yeah, she was pushing something alright, but it was certainly no envelope.

She leaned forward taking his lower lip with her teeth; nipping him lightly. Moving down, she kissed his chin and moved slowly back along his jaw until she came to his ear. Taking the soft skin of his earlobe between her lips; she chuckled when she heard his sharp intake of breath. She ran her tongue up and around the outer shell.

Her hands explored his neck, shoulders, chest, and anywhere else they could reach while her mouth feasted on his ear. She could feel the goosebumps rise along his skin when her breath tickled his ear. Turning her head, she whispered breathily. "Are ya cold John?"

She pulled back to look at him, a playful smile turning up her lips. He opened his eyes. "I think you know I'm not."

She cocked a brow at him and pushed herself down onto him quickly. He hit her so deep that she couldn't keep from gasping. When she'd caught her breath she smirked. "Oh? And how would I know that?"

She rolled her hips forward forcing him even deeper inside of her, this time eliciting a moan from both of them. A rush of heat that had pooled between her legs shot up to her very center. She knew if she did that a few more times she'd be the one losing the control.

He turned his head, this time it was his lips at her ear. His warm breath tickling the tiny hairs and making her shiver.

"Because I could never be cold when I'm with you."

"Ohh..." The man had a way of saying so much with so few words.

She felt his incredibly strong hands lift her almost off of him. She pulled him tighter: not wanting it to stop, she wasn't finished...nor was she finished with him. Her frustration was unnecessary. The next moment he was pulling her forcefully back down onto him, burying himself again.

She moaned next to his ear, wanting him to know how good he felt. "Ohh John, yesss." She drew the last word out as a hiss.

He didn't stop. He lifted and pulled her back down several more times. She wasn't going to last much longer, but she wanted him to get some enjoyment too. She ran her fingernails across the skin of his back and whispered his name.

John moaned something but she couldn't quite make out what he'd said. The fact that she was trying to keep control over her body while he was fucking her senseless was wreaking havoc on her ability to pay attention to his words. Suddenly, he flipped her onto her back and hovered above her for just a second. He put his lips next to her ear and in that sexy growl of his said, "cum for me."

He pulled back just before he started thrusting into her again, and she was seeing stars. Her orgasm took over her entire body. It started at her core and spread like a wildfire burning her from the inside out. She cried out his name over and over in time with his thrusts. It was the only word she was able to speak.

Joss was barely aware of his movements becoming erratic and frenzied until he called out her name. She felt the warmth of him flowing inside her.

He collapsed onto the couch on his forearms, his chest still heaving, pressing against hers with every inhale. His head was bowed, their foreheads touching.

He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss right between her breasts. She felt him twitch inside of her as she leisurely ran her fingertips over his back and up through his hair. The feel of him inside her, on top of her, wrapped around her, was all consuming.

She'd loved him for quite a while, wanted him for even longer. The fact that they'd only just come together and found out that they both shared their mutual love was pure serendipity.

It had to last. She would do anything and everything to keep him in her life. He was too important to her to let him go...