Thirteen- Sparks

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_The Next Day_
"Guess what day it is," Henry whispered; rolling onto his side so that he was spooning with Jo. "Five more minutes," she mumbled groggily; shutting her eyes, and pulling the covers up over her nose. Chuckling softly; he ran a seductive hand along her curves, then pressed his morning wood into her lower back. Tensing up; she opened her eyes, and bit her lip as he began to trail sloppy kisses down along her jaw and neck. "Shall I repeat that?" He smirked; using one hand to grab a sizable chunk of her hair, then tug her lips towards his, and using his other to cup her crotch. "..So sexy when you take control," she purred; leaning in and chewing hungrily on his lips. An excited growl managing to escape his throat; he slipped two fingers inside of her, and rubbed her harshly in a clockwise motion. -Hearing, seeing, and now feeling how much she wanted him made his heart race, and cock throb. -She does something to him.. Something a woman hasn't done to him for a while-He thought. -but it's not just sexual feelings that she's caused to stir within him.. Because his love for her runs deeper than just of her gorgeous body-he continued; a small grin playing across his lips as his mind began to wander.
-..Her laugh. Her occasional, biting sarcasm. Her smile..-he pondered; crawling on top of her, and getting into position. She licked her lips, and he took a seat on top of her; his legs weighing her down as he tickled her ribs. "Stoopp! Henry!" She laughed; squirming helplessly beneath him.
-Jo gaining the upper hand; she flipped them over, and pinned him down against the mattress. When she finally met his gaze, she couldn't help but blush at the way he was looking at her. "My apologies. I just needed to see you smile," he explained; flashing her a shy, yet charming grin. "You're so weird," she mumbled; rolling her eyes, and trying to ignore the butterflies now fluttering around in her stomach. Even though she chose not to look directly at him, he could see in her eyes that he'd gotten to her.
-Nearly every day during the past week they'd been having sex. Now it was time to make love-He realized; lightly, affectionately, stroking her smooth back. "Could you stop looking at me like that?" She blushed; biting her lip, and turning her head completely away from him. "I don't know if that's possible," he admitted; cupping her chin, and forcing her to meet his gaze once more.
-He'd looked at her like this before-She noticed(like she is made of rainbows and butterflies.) He'd stared at her like this when they were babysitting for the Princess of Urkesh.. And when they were laying together in a victim's bed as gas flowed into the room. -Hell. She recalled him looking at her this way the first day they met(despite the fact that she looked like a wreck.)
-Not able to help herself; she moulded her lips to his, and slid down his length; moaning incoherent words of adoration into his mouth.
-He sat up, and Jo took a seat in his lap; wrapping her legs around him, and pressing her chest flush against his; both of them feeling the need to be as close as possible. Her skin set his on fire, and his touch made her sweat. Their bodies moved in perfect sync as she rode him nice and slow; letting her head fall back to allow him access to her neck and jaw.
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He'd just began to slobber all over her neck and jaw when her phone rang. It was nearly nine, and she knew it was work, yet, she didn't so much as flinch; deciding to give Henry her undivided attention as the phone buzzed on.
-In fact, during their lovemaking session, she received a total of five missed calls before she climaxed: gripping Henry's shoulders tight as she quivered, then fell limp within his arms.
"Your phone just buzzed plenty of times. Probably Detective Hanson," he chuckled; both of them still in the process of trying to catch their breath. "Yeah.." She replied; peering into his eyes in a way incredibly similar to the way he'd previously peered into hers. Swiping her phone off of her dresser; she went to her iPhone's settings, and turned off the vibrate option: leaving no ring and no vibration to warn her of incoming calls, then placed it back where she'd got it from.
-Furrowing his brows in confusion; he was caught a bit off guard when she forced him onto his back, and kissed him hard; quickly getting back to riding him.
-No matter when they went into work,(be it tomorrow or later that day) this would take a bit of explaining- he thought; cracking a smug grin.

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