Digging up old memories

Chapter 13

Lisbon's POV

"Jane... I need to know why you kissed me the other day," she asked.

"Ah - I'm sorry about that," he said apologetically and smiled. "Uhm, I'm going to go inside and change and grab us some beers, hum."

What the hell. Why did he always do this to her? Got her all emotions muddled again. She was reeling from all his confessions. And it felt good to talk all these things out with him... but her feelings for him were still not the same as they were before he left. Things had changed, and she needed to figure them out with him or like Cho had said, she would regret it once she was in D.C. Tonight had already been emotionally charged, but there was no time like the present. She had nothing to lose by asking him – they could still be friends if he didn't feel the same. But he had kissed her and maybe he did. She had to know.

A few minutes later, he came back out wearing a white button shirt, black pants and black shoes. He had fixed his hair and the shirt was opened by two buttons at the neck giving her a delicious look at top of his chest. He looked really sexy. He had two beers in his hands and he stretched his arms out.

"What do you think?" he said. "Was this what I was wearing in your girlhood fantasies?"

"Close," was all she could say.

He was smiling broadly and winked at her. Her mouth went dry. What was he up to? He handed her the beer and switched up the music on his phone and turned the volume up. He then raised her out of her chair by her hand and pulled her close. 'Let's dance,' he said. She heard the familiar song from their first dance at that high school reunion. He was still holding his beer with one hand and looped his other arm around her forcing her to put both arms around his waist while they dance. She laid her head on his chest. He took a sip of his beer and leaned down close to her ear.

"So... I was hoping that this song and my new look would get me a kiss..." he said.

Her heart started racing double time. They looked at each other at the same time. He had a half smile and he was searching her face intently. 'Yes,' was all she could muster in response. He pressed her tighter to him and then bent down to kiss her. This was not the hesitant kiss of the other day... it was an amazing kiss that got her all hot and bothered. He tasted so good, she couldn't get enough. Jane broke the kiss and put his beer on the picnic table.

"Jane, if you're going to talk again, I think I might have to hurt you," she said. She didn't want to talk anymore, she just wanted more of him.

He gave her his megawatt smile and he pulled her close again as the song changed into a new one and kissed her again. This is what she'd been wanting all this time and didn't know it... she wanted him. All this pent-up buzzing energy she'd been feeling around him... this is what she'd been craving. She felt wild and invigorated at the same time. Her head was swimming and all she knew was that she wanted to lose herself in him and never let go.

The kiss intensified quickly, and she felt drunk on his taste. Jane grabbed her hips and pulled her tighter against the hardness in his pants. She felt her entire body flood with heat and they both moaned. He left her mouth and started sucking and kissing her neck. His hands worked their way up to her ribcage and then to her back to release her bra. He then moved his hands to her breast and moaned with satisfaction when he reached his destination. His hands were hot against her nipples and were sending waves of want to her core. She needed more contact and started running the palms of her hands up and down his chest under his shirt. She couldn't get to the buttons and she was getting frustrated with all the clothes they were wearing.

She grabbed for the button at his pants and gained access easily. He was so hard as she stroked him through his boxers and he groaned.

"We have to take this inside," he said to her ear and then sucked her earlobe. She nodded and said 'okay' and he pulled her towards the trailer.

They stumbled together inside, kissing, sucking and licking any part they could reach. He pushed her against the cabinet and started removing her shirt, then her bra and then rubbed his palms on both her breasts. He took a deep intake of breath and she could see his blue eyes darken with passion. He went for the button of her black jeans and pushed down her pants. She finished removing them and her panties while he yanked off his shirt and chucked off his pants and boxers. It was dimly lit inside, and she was disorientated. He pulled her towards the bed and laid her down. Then he crawled in next to her in a predatory manner. Oh – she was going to love this – she thought.

He settled his erection between her thighs and used his knees to spread her legs up. He was kissing her breasts and her belly and then back up to her neck. She spread her fingers through his soft curly hair, loving the feel of being dominated by him and watching him kiss her body. He then came back up to her mouth and held her face with his hands. He started gently grinding his erection against her core and watched her face as she reacted and groaned his excitement. Then he kissed her again and plunged his tongue into her mouth. He slipped a hand down between their bodies and touched her where she needed it the most. She moaned loudly in his mouth and he deepened the kiss. She couldn't breathe anymore; her body was as taunt as a guitar string. She needed her release – she needed him inside her – she couldn't take the teasing any longer.

She started begging for relief, "Jane, please. Oh god please... I need you inside me."

That's all he needed to hear it seemed because he entered her at that very moment. He moaned his pleasure and pinned her down – she wanted him to provide the friction of movement, but he stayed buried inside her to the hilt. He was watching her again intensely and she was so turned on to see his hot gaze fixed hers. He then kissed her again and said against her mouth, "you feel so good," and moaned when she contracted her inner muscles around his erection urging him to move. She weaved her fingers in his hair and kept his mouth on hers. He pulled away from her lips and smiled at her then and growled softly and started moving slowly.

She swept her tongue back inside his mouth to taste him, the sensation increasing her lust to another level.

Jane was making love to her and she never would have thought it possible had someone asked her this morning where she would end up tonight. He felt so good and he continued to increase the speed the more she moaned her satisfaction. She kissed his neck, he was sensitive there and she sucked hard not caring if she left a mark. He locked his elbows and looked down at her... gave her a wicked smile, then took her hard and fast making her head was spin. Their position gave her a good view of his possession of her and the sight of it made her reach her climax faster. She broke apart into a shuddering mess, then she felt the heat of Jane's pulsating release followed by his loud moan.

He collapsed on top of her and buried his face in her neck. She wrapped her arms around his back savouring the weight of his body. She could hear his heavy breathing near her ear and she kissed his neck again loving the taste of his skin. He propped himself on one arm as to not keep crushing her and kissed her on the lips. It was a gentle kiss and he stroked her face. He was looking at her in a way she'd seen before but hadn't known what it meant. She came to say something, and he kissed her.

"Sshhh – too much talking," he said smiling down at her.

"Jan-" she started but he kissed her again and smiled at her.

He continued his gentle fingertip caress from her face to her collar bone and kissed her there.

"Humm... you taste so good," he said as pulled out of her with a groan of protest. He then laid back and positioned her against his chest in the crook of his arm.

She could hear his heart beating fast. She placed her hand across his belly and felt his muscles bunch in response, savouring the feel of the soft skin there. Finally, he pulled the blanket over them, gave her a tight squeeze and said 'goodnight, Teresa'.

"Goodnight, Jane," she responded and agreed that there had been too much talking and fell promptly into a deep satisfied sleep.