The Woman

16. Love?

I lay in my empty bed starring at the ceiling, wondering what has happened to my dear Annie. Irene Adler has been defeated, and I ruined everything all because I showed off. In the end, everything worked out.

Today is Christmas, even though I don't celebrate holidays I did participate in buying Annie a gift. That is if she ever comes back in time. I have pestered Mycroft for information on her whereabouts; he has refused to give me any leads. John has gone over to his girlfriend's place last night and won't be back until this evening. I watch as my door started to creak open slowly, has Irene come back for me? I turn to look and see an unexpected face smiling back at me. "Annie." I smirk, not moving from the bed. She walks with grace to me before sitting next to me. "Hello, Sherlock." She flashes that stunning white smile. "Hello, Annie." I smirk back.

"Miss me?" She chuckles as she gives a sexy smirk. "Actually, I couldn't keep you off my mind," I confess truthfully to her as I brush a stay piece of hair behind her ear. "Merry Christmas, Sherlock." She smiles at me.

"Happy Christmas, my dear," I mumble, I know she is a Christian woman who believes in God so I will try my best not to ruin it for her. She jumps on me, embracing me in a tight hug. "Merry Christmas, Sherlock, I've missed you so much." She lightly kisses my neck. Her lips were so warm, sending chills throughout my body. She moved to my lips, giving me a tender kiss. I look her in the eyes before looking down at her lips.

**Annie's POV**

"Annie?" Sherlock mumbles as he looks at his bedding.

"What is it, my love?" I smile as I place my finger under his strong chin, lifting his head so he'll look me in the eyes. "I want to try." he mumbles in a soft tone as he looked at the wall on the other side of the room. I could tell he was nervous. "Sherlock, are you sure? Are you ready? I don't want you to do something you aren't comfortable with." I place my hand on the left side of his face. "Yes, Annie, I'm ready. I don't know what you have done to me, but I enjoy it. I want to explore this new..dare I say..feelings." he places his hands on my small waist.

"Alright, we can take it slow." I kiss his cheek before pulling back, trying to make sure he's comfortable. "Annie, this is my first time as you know, but if anything bothers you that you don't like or I'm doing wrong...let me know."

"Sherlock, it's not rocket science, now shut up and kiss me." I smirk a flirtatious grin as I straddle him. I kiss him feeling his lips shape around mine. My hands were running through his hair, tugging on his dark curls gently. My lips trailed to the small of his neck, planting little wet kisses. When I softly bit Sherlock's neck, he couldn't help but hold me tighter. "I think I found your soft spot." I  chuckle as I kiss the same spot. I felt his fingertips dig into my back, trying to pull me closer. "Annie." He breathed deeply in my ear. I go back to his lips while my hands fumbled with his nightshirt. I pulled it over his head to look down at his body. He was toned with little to no fat on him, and his skin was as white as snow. I run my hand up and down his chest while I went back to his neck. "Are you sure you want to go through with this?" I ask one last time before it gets too far.

"More than anything." He growls before flipping us over, putting him on top. "Annie quit stalling." He smirks at me with that dangerous smile. He took control, sending me into a world of bliss.

***
I laid in bed starring at the plain white ceiling astonished at what just happened. I watch as Sherlock smoked next to me, quite pleased with himself. "Sherlock?" I call him, trying to wrap my head around what just happened.
"Yes?" He answers while looking off into space as he puffed on his smoke.

"Are you sure this was your first time?"

"Yes, why would you ask that when you already know the answer?" He turns to me, baffled.