"Good morning," Henry whispered; wrapping his arms around Jo's middle as she stirred awake. "Morning," she yawned; smiling contently as he rested his chin on her shoulder, and showered her neck in soft kisses. "You call Abe?" She asked. "Yes.. And told him I'll be staying here for the weekend," he answered; Jo rolling onto her other side to face him. "There's your beautiful face," he flirted; her face reddening in response. "This brand of flirting will take some getting used to, hmm?" He chuckled; running a seductive hand along her curves, and pressing his hipbones into hers as he drew her closer. He caught a tiny glint of something.. Different.. In her eyes.. He'd surely seen it last night. But had yet to see it today. Until now. -All he knew was he wanted to see more of it. "I uh.. I'm gonna go take a shower," she babbled; fearing that she was already falling victim to his uniquely 'Henry-like' charm. She sat up; swinging her legs over the side of her side of the bed, and tried to get to her feet, only to be held back by Henry. "I do recall you saying last night that we could stay in bed all weekend if I'd like," he smirked; reaching around her, and cupping her crotch. "Yes. But I think I should clean up first. I feel gross," she babbled; quickly grabbing his hand, and placing it on her thigh. "May I join you then?" He whispered in his most sensual voice; brushing his lips against her bare back, and setting her skin on fire. "N..No," she stuttered; getting to her feet, and turning to see the startlingly gorgeous smirk about his face. -He knows I want him-She thought; pursing her lips. -Her main concern was that she quite honestly felt like she could have sex with him all day long.. Yet she had no birth control- She'd got up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom, and when she'd checked her bathroom cabinets, just to make sure she did indeed have pills, they weren't there. Also, he had no condoms. "If you're not in the mood, perhaps I can assist," he suggested; following her into the restroom, and shutting the door behind them. The way he licked his lips made her shutter. It always has. "You know I didn't invite you in here.. That could qualify as breaking and entering. I could arrest you," she snapped. "You're getting all flustered like you did yesterday in the car. It's cute," he teased; sneaking up behind her as she turned on the shower. She thought about stepping under the water then and there.. She'd need a cold shower.
-"Don't call me cute Doctor Morgan," she muttered. "Mm. Using my title now, are we?" He chuckled; placing his large, warm hands on her hips, and trailing kisses down her back: starting by planting one between her shoulder blades. "You're even more arrogant at home. Why did I bring you home?" She groaned. "You didn't. You begged me to take a taxi here," he taunted. ".. And I'm only being so complacent because I know you want me. I can practically feel the pheromones coming off of you," he added; Jo stepping under the water, and attempting to shut the shower door on him. But he was too quick; catching the sliding door just in time, and pushing it open. He cornered her, and she finally cracked; grabbing his stubbly jaw, and kissing him hard: her tongue exploring his mouth as his hands explored her slippery, aroused body. "Get inside of me," she purred through gritted teeth. A huge grin spreading across his face; he thrust into her: practically driving her up the shower wall. "Yess. Yesss. Yesssss," she moaned; digging her nails into his chest. "Take itttt," he groaned; picking up his pace, and lowering his lips to suck on her breasts. He teased and tantalized her erect nipples with his tongue; biting down, and nearly causing the popping of his own eardrums as she wailed his name.
-By the time she began to climax, her breasts were covered in bright red hickeys, and she was barely able to stand upon her own weak legs.
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Picking her up; he carried his soaking wet partner back into her bedroom, and shoved her down onto her bed; burying his face between her legs, and prodding her sleek, wet folds with his tongue until she came again; digging her nails into his scalp and screaming his name. The way she arched her back made him shutter once more. He crawled on top of her; getting into position, and rammed himself into her as hard as he possibly could; Jo raking her nails down his back and whimpering into his lips as he gave her a kiss.
-"There's something I have to tell you," they mumbled simultaneously. "You first," she said.
