Title: Love Games
Author: RPcrazy
Category: DRR
Rating: NC-17
Key Words: Doggett, Reyes, romance, smut
Summary: Who is Agent John Doggett�s secret admirer and why isn�t Agent Monica Reyes more concerned since their romantic time together in New York?
Notes: Takes place after �All For Love� but can be read separately. Find the first story here.
http://2004.spookyawards.org/archive/0/allfor.shtml
Acknowledgements must go to these links for ideas for this story.
http://magazines.ivillage.com/cosmopolitan
http://www.lovingyou.com
http://www.marieclaire.com


Chapter One

�Monica, have you seen my notes on the Kilmore case?� John fidgeted around his desk not noticing the look of pleasure on his partner�s face.

�I think I saw you putting them in your desk drawer John.� Monica tried to hide the smile that was slowly creeping all over her.

�What�s this doing in my desk?� John held up something with one finger and stood, looking at Monica with a sideways glance. Letting her partner figure it out for himself, she watched him as he came closer to her desk.

�Oh, I must have left it there by mistake.� Trying to keep calm, she took the frilly blue garter belt and placed it in her bag. Adding to the tease she quickly changed the topic. �Oh, I forgot, I saw AD Skinner about an hour ago and he wants us in his office at twelve.� Monica went back to typing on her computer choosing not to notice her partner sitting on the edge of her desk.

�Monica,� he kept his voice low. �I thought we�d made a deal to keep our relationship private for now.�

�Yes, and we are, what�s the problem?� She kept typing even though she was dying to burst out laughing.

�The problem is women�s underwear in my drawer and that anyone could have walked in here right now.� He checked the doorway and continued softly. �Since when did you wear a garter belt anyway?�

�You don�t want me to?� She stood and gently sideswiped him on the way to the filing cabinet.

�That�s not the point,� he called across the room to his partner who seemed to be having trouble opening the metal drawer.

�I think it�s stuck.� Monica mentioned but John was already on his way over. �I�ve got it!� She continued to struggle as John managed to help. After a forceful pull it came open almost causing Monica to lose her balance. Holding her stomach, she tried not to laugh at the surprise on her partner�s face.

�What�s this?� He brought out a sealed bottle, the culprit of the stuck drawer, and read the label. �Melon flavoured massage oil?�

�Ah, that�s where I left it.� Once again Monica gently took the bottle from his hands and put it in her bag. �It�s edible and has rather lovely properties especially after a hot bath. I�d run out of my first bottle.�

John was quiet, not knowing what to think. For the past two weeks since returning from New York they had only had one chance to be together for a night. Since beginning work again in the New Year they had been so busy trying to work three cases at once that they had little time to spend romantically. Their pact to keep their relationship quiet was slowly becoming moot. What relationship?

�Ah John, since you�re over there would you mind finding the Sherman file?� Monica put on her reading glasses and sat back at the computer as though finding a garter belt and massage oil in the basement office was the most natural thing on earth. He obliged and began to take it over. �All I need is the serial number inside. Read it out for me?�

Pretending to keep her concentration on the screen before her she bit her bottom lip to stop it curling into a smile. Out from the file fell something onto the ground. John bent to pick it up.

�A key?� What�s this from?� John looked at the tag and then suspiciously at Monica. �What are you playing at Agent Reyes?�

�Playing at?� Monica hoped John hadn�t seen the flushed face and her deep intake of breath. �You have that casefile number?�

�How did your apartment key get inside this file?� John frowned doubt as he read the key tag.

~~~~~~~~~~

�That�s not my key!� Monica wasn�t going to be able to hold in her laughter much longer but she could tell that John by then was beginning to piece together the clues.

�Come on, what�s your game Monica? It has Bennett Avenue on the tag. That�s your street.� John moved over to close and lock the basement office door. It usually stayed unlocked and open but what he wanted to say was not something that just anyone could listen into.

�Game John?� She decided to stay innocent for as long as possible.

�What other little surprises do you have lurking for me?� He began looking around the room, inside drawers, under tables and on the desks. He happened to feel his jacket and then sniggered as he brought something out from one of the pockets. �So this just popped into my suit coat on it�s own?� He held up a single Hershey�s Kisses.

�Looks like you have a secret admirer John,� Monica produced a quick smile and went back to work.

�Oh no! You�re not getting away with it that easily.� John walked over to his partner�s desk and twirled the chocolate in front of her eyes and then placed it on her table. �You want me to kiss you in the office, is that it?� He kept his voice low just the way Monica liked him talking and breathing into her ear as they made love. She kept typing but it was turning out all misspelt. �Maybe you want me to take you on this desk.� He moved closer to her ear and whispered. �Or maybe I could hand cuff you to my chair and slowly remove all your clothes before I have my way with you.�

�John, you were the one who suggested that at work we keep our relationship professional.� The pink tinge had already returned to her neck. The image of her being his captive was a little too much to think about when they still had at least six hours of work to go until the end of the day. She stood and ever so coolly took the file back to the cabinet.

�Okay, have it your way.� John thought he�d called his partner�s bluff and went back to his desk and picked up a stack of files to sort through.

�Good! I�m glad we�re clear on that Agent Doggett.� She stuffed the file back and went to unlock the door to emphasize her point. �Our office is not for fooling around.� Just as she opened the door a woman stumbled through.

�Um, sorry to surprise you. Is Agent Doggett here?� In the short blond haired woman�s arms was what looked like a magnum of champagne tied up with multiple colored spaghetti ribbons and a card.

�Yes Alice, come in.� Monica looked surprised as she stepped back to let the receptionist into the room. �Over there.�

�Agent Doggett, this was just delivered for you.� Alice looked more excited than both of the agents put together. So much so that Monica didn�t mind her lingering as John accepted the gift.

�For me?� He stood to take the bottle, looking mystified from the blond to the brunette. His eyes lingered on Monica before reading the card. �Thank you Alice.�

She nodded slowly, �So a secret admirer? How romantic.� Alice giggled as she left the room.

�Who�s it from, John?� Monica nonchalantly wandered back to her desk. �Should I be worried?�

�You!� He smiled as he walked over with the card. �Read this aloud!�

��Come for dinner tonight at six.�� Monica read as though she hadn�t seen the card before.

�Now flip over to the back. It says, �The key is in your filing cabinet.� But you knew that!� he mentioned emphatically.

�John, believe me, that�s not my apartment key.� John studied her confused expression and began to have minor doubts.

~~~~~

It was just the way Monica wanted it. It was all important to string him along to the very last moment. She wanted him literally begging for her attention.

�Then whose is it?� John placed the card back near the champagne but finally noticed there was something else hanging among the ribbons and drew it out.

�Well I can see you having fun tonight trying to find out.� Monica stood and went back to the filing cabinet as though she was getting right back to work. �Lucky girl is all I can say.�

�What�s this?� John�s footsteps were getting closer and she resisted the urge to turn, also trying hard to keep her cool. �Steamy Checks?� He began flicking through some kind of booklet.

�Steamy what?� She acted surprised as she extracted a file, any file and took it back to her desk. Setting about trying to fix all her earlier typos she waited for any more reaction from her partner.

�I can�t believe some of these.� John took his time responding. �Where did you get these?�

�Get what John?� Monica opened the file and pretended to read. She was dying for him to just come closer. Ever since he had spoken about what they could be doing in the office was getting her sexually aroused to the point of needing a bucket of iced water thrown over her.

He brought the booklet over to show her and sat on the edge of her desk while she flicked through the pages.

�Very spicy,� she saucily smiled. �One free bubble bath, full body massage, oral sex and more. It looks like you�re to give these checks to someone who then pays out.� She handed them back, smiling. �Someone wants more than just to get to know you first.�

�So you�re okay with this?� Monica knew her colleague was testing her but she didn�t budge. �You�re at ease with me going to dinner with this secret admirer.�

�John,� she looked up from her computer and took off her glasses to really look at him. �It is your life. You can do as you wish. Tonight I plan on making myself a lovely dinner, I have a movie to watch and then I�m going to bed early for the first time in the better part of two weeks.�

She could tell he was feeling a little uncomfortable about her plans as he shifted nervously on the desk and diverted his eyes from hers.

�Monica I�,� he lowered his voice to an almost whisper. �I�m sorry we haven�t spent much time together since New York. It�s not that I don�t want to.�

�I know and it�s okay. I�ve been busy just like you.� She moved a few of the pages in the file as though she was preparing to get back to work. �Maybe we can meet tomorrow or Sunday? Right now John, I really need to get this work done.�

Was she taking it all a step too far? His face looked sad after that conversation and he reluctantly went back to his desk to face the rest of the day on mundane matters.

Monica however had ideas to make the rest of his day far from routine. The remainder of the afternoon she drove him to distraction on many occasions with subtle body language. A simple stretch and yawn showing some skin, leaning close to him after adding a little perfume, small touches on his hand or standing closer than usual to him in the elevator were just some of the ways she knew he would be crying out for a night of hot sex.

Chapter Two

After a welcome hot shower Monica dressed in her short peach colored satin slip as though she was preparing for bed. After softly tying her hair up she reached for her matching satin robe and tied it loosely around her middle to give a hint of what was underneath. On second thoughts she rummaged through her underwear drawer for her white bikini panties. If it was noticed she had no underwear the evening may not go as slowly as planned.

The meal was simmering on the cook top and her apartment was prepared for the night of the fun she had schemed but it was all hidden from view.

Even if John was a jackass and didn�t get the hints she had exuded all day at the office she would still thoroughly enjoy an evening of relaxation by her lonesome.

A little after six, Monica smiled to herself as she heard the key trying to turn in her front door lock and then there was a quiet knocking.

Slowly counting to ten and taking a few deep breaths before opening the door she found herself a little nervous. What would John eventually say to her having teased him like that all day? No matter what, she was not prepared to give in and tell all.

�John, what happened to your dinner date?� For effect Monica held her satin wrap closed as though him showing up had surprised her. The look on his face was precious. His mouth hung open and his eyes opened wide. �You still think this was my doing?� She looked at the key in his hand. �I told you that�s not my key.�

He looked up and down the hall but was still speechless.

�Why don�t you come in and we�ll talk about it.� Her heart went out to him as she noticed the champagne in one hand and the roses in the other. �They�re beautiful. I�ll get a vase.� She left him to have a good look around the room. There was no soft music, no candles. All he heard was the television playing a McDonalds commercial. The room looked indeed as though she planned a night alone.

�I should be going.� John called as Monica came back with the crystal vase half filled with water. �I�m intruding.�

�Don�t be silly, you�re welcome here any time.� She arranged the roses and took in their scent. Letting her satin wrap gape a little she exposed some cleavage and the fact that she had no bra. His face showed thorough confusion so Monica realized it was time for decisions.

�I�m sorry if I jumped to conclusions, it�s just that�.� His eyes diverted to her chest and then just as quickly back to her face.

�John,� she spoke softly as she walked closer and ran her fingers lightly over his jaw. �Where would you rather be tonight, looking for the lock that fits that key or here with me?�
���

He visibly swallowed as her hand went to his neck then underneath his jacket, prying it from his shoulder. Her other hand complied to help him off with the dark leather and let it slip onto the couch.

�You weren�t expecting me.� His eyes almost closed as her hands moved over his chest then under his arms to his back. Her body shifted against his as her lips made their way to his mouth. It had been a number of days since they had experienced any kind of intimacy and Monica knew she would need to calm herself right down or they would both be unclothed and in the bedroom in the following minutes.

They kissed slowly, remembering back to New York and their very first cherished embrace at the stroke of the New Year in Times Square. As his arms slowly made their way around her, they pulled her in even closer. His strong arms held her firmly as her knees went weak from the delicious feel of his lips blending with hers. The moment was pure paradise, more than just two people being intimate, but lovers rediscovering their deep desire for one another.

�Want some dinner? I have enough for two.� If they kissed for any longer she would have been too weak to resist his advances and they�d need to finish off in the bedroom. There was a whole night of togetherness planned and an abundance of time for sex later, plenty of it.

�Monica,� he breathed heavily and kept lightly kissing as his hands moved down to her ass. The decision to wear underwear had been a prudent one or there would be another reason to take the union further and more urgently. �I want you, now.� He moved the satin wrap off one shoulder and planted kisses along her collarbone.

�How about you open the champagne and pour us some glasses.� She was about to give in and let him go further but that would set a precedent for the night. Being in control was her main desire. She wanted to play hard to get because later he could have her any way he desired and as many times as he wanted. �I�ll get the dinner.� He looked like a puppy dog as she left for the kitchen but she was going to remain tough.

As she dished the penne pasta and light bolognaise sauce into two bowls she smiled as she heard the sound of the popped cork. He was definitely staying, but something told her he wouldn�t be leaving anyway, not after that kiss.

�Meet Joe Black,� John read the cover of the video left strategically on a nearby table. �This is the movie you were talking about today in the office?�

�After dinner I was going to watch it in the bedroom, I�ve heard the sensual love scene is to die for.� She placed the bowls and cutlery on some placemats and went to a cupboard for some candles she had bought especially for the evening. Dimming the main lights caused the candles to flicker and produce their golden light in the room.

�Do you usually go to bed so early on Friday nights and watch romance movies?� John took up position on the couch in front of one of the bowls. �Smells delicious.�

Before he could pick up a bowl Monica did it for him and sat close to him on the couch.

�Let me feed you.� Before any protests she had a little of the pasta and sauce on a fork and held it to the lips that had kissed her so passionately moments before.

�Hmm, amazing.� He licked his lips and took another forkful.

�Tonight�s a little different,� she began answering his former question as John took his bowl and Monica lifted hers to start eating. �It�s my first free Friday night this year.�

John stopped chewing for an instant but then continued. Monica knew it was also John�s first free Friday and that was the whole reason for the subterfuge. It was far more interesting than just asking him out on a date.

�After dinner I�ll let you watch your movie.� He must have still felt he was being presumptuous by turning up at her door when she expected a night alone.

�Do you really think I�d let you leave after that kiss?� She took a few sips of the champagne and went back to the pasta. She could feel the fabric of her wrap slipping open and his eyes watching. Wearing clothes like that made her feel sexy enough. His eyes on her made her want to forget dinner and all the planned foreplay and get to the bedroom. �In fact I have a far more interesting idea.�

�You do?� He almost choked on his mouthful but quickly washed it down with some champagne.

�Do you still have that booklet of Steamy Checks?� Monica took another mouthful and smiled.

~~~~~

Looking a little guilty he pointed to his jacket beside Monica. She wondered how much he had been thinking of the hot actions that appeared on the tear-out pages. If he were to pick just one, what would it be?

�In the pocket. What did you have in mind?� He finished up his pasta dish and wiped his mouth with a napkin. �That was delicious!�

�My own recipe.� She fished in both pockets before finding the booklet she was dying to try out. �I thought perhaps you could close your eyes and pick one and I�ll oblige you. Afterwards we could have some dessert.�

John looked across to see the impish smile of his partner. He must have known that she was the secret admirer but would hopefully still be carrying a few doubts. Obliging, he closed his eyes and flicked through the pages, stopping at one. Smiling, he tore out the check and handed it to Monica.

�It says you have to bathe me,� he reminded with a wide smile, and leaned across to give Monica a thankful kiss on the cheek and then spoke softly into her ear, his feathery voice tickling her eardrum. �How about you run the bath and I�ll refresh our champagne glasses.�

Thus far it was all playing out to perfection.

Monica ran the bath and poured in some fragrant sandalwood bath oil letting it form tantalizing bubbles on the surface. She lit the six candles and then lowered the lighting over the mirror so that the room had the warm glow of an open fire.

�Something tells me you�ve done this before,� John showed at the door with the two glasses and handed her one.

�Just in my dreams.� She took a sip and then left her glass on the narrow shelf at one end of the tub. Turning her attention to the handsome man making his way into the room she moved up and began undoing the buttons on his shirt. �Look what your secret admirer is missing out on.�

�I�d much rather be here with you,� he whispered as he carefully and slowly removed Monica�s satin wrap. �You don�t know how much I wanted you today.� His hands slipped to her ass and pulled her hips in closer.

�How much?� she teased as she removed his shirt and ran deliberate kisses over his chest before guiding her hands to his belt. His hands felt her contours through the smooth fabric and then pulled up the hem, swiftly pulling the slip over her head and off.

�When you had that pen in your mouth as though you were sucking something else I was inches away from just locking the door and saying to hell with it!� His breathing became heavier as his hands moved over her bare skin.

�So what would you have done?� As she took down his pants she softly caressed the delightful hardness in his briefs. John flipped off his shoes so Monica could slip off his pants and socks.

�You were that close to me coming over, spreading your legs and just fucking you at your desk.� Linking his fingers in her bikini underwear he drew them over her hips and down her legs, kissing over her stomach on the way.

�And why didn�t you John?� She heavily sighed as he kissed over her mound and nuzzled the sensitive skin with his nose. �We�ll never get into the bath this way.� Her heart was beating so fast in her chest. She had been so sexually charged that whole day thinking of what they would be enjoying that night.

�Would you have wanted it?� It was his turn to sigh as she took down his briefs letting him free of its constraints.

�Come on, you first.� Monica temporarily extracted herself from John�s alluring environs to turn off the faucet.

When John sat in the hot bubbles, Monica stepped in behind him, wrapping her legs around his torso. Reaching for the shampoo she squeezed a dollop in her palm and began massaging it into John�s scalp.

�Hmmm, that�s good.� John�s head leant back into her fingers. �So have you ever thought about sex in the office?�

�Maybe once or twice.� Monica smiled as her hands went to his neck, continuing her massage. �Close your eyes, I�m rinsing.� With a strategically placed bowl she collected some bath water and poured it over John�s head, clearing his hair of suds. Reaching for the bath oil she poured a little into her hand and then began working it all over John�s shoulders and back.

�Smells and feels wonderful,� John rumbled satisfaction. �So what have you imagined?�

�That�s a little personal,� Monica chuckled as her massage continued on his chest, her arms around him from behind. �How about I tell you one of my office fantasies and you tell me one of yours.�

�Deal.� John groaned as his lover�s hands moved down under the water to feel what would be giving her so much satisfaction that night. With her hand around his length she slowly moved it in rhythm as she spoke.

�Just today I imagined surprising you and pretending I�d dropped a pencil under your desk.� John�s groan was louder as her fingers felt over his balls then back to his huge, ready hard on. �But instead, I�d crawl under and unzip you. While you were working I would slip out your erection and breathe hot air up the shaft.� John was clearly hanging on every word and imagining Monica�s hand job was her mouth. �Then I�d just use my tongue and lips running kisses all over.� Even as she manipulated he grew even more in her hand. �My lips would then slide right over and I would suck you solidly over and over until you came in my mouth.�

�Really?� he could barely express the words.

�Your turn.� Monica moved so that she faced him, sitting over his lap. She had all intentions of waiting until they were in the bedroom before making love but she had overestimated her endurance with this man who turned her on just thinking about him close to her. His hands moved up to feel over her shoulders and look into her eyes with lust.

As he began to tell her about his fantasy of taking her from behind against the filing cabinet she slowly sat down on his more than ample staff. She imagined him lifting her skirt and pulling down her bikini briefs and forcefully pushing her against the cabinet and spreading her legs apart with his knees.

�I would ram you so hard that the cabinet would rattle and almost topple.� John�s eyes closed and his chest heaved as he experienced her body moving on his. The water was still hot and the room misty as their hands slipped over soapy bodies. Heads moved in for a kiss that was sizzling from more than the bathroom heat. His hands rested on her butt applying a little pressure each time he was all the way inside.

�I wish you would do that John.� The pressure was at boiling point between them. �Fuck me at the office.� Her speed increased as his hips made more vigorous movements. �Take me by surprise. Make me come over and over.� His lips were on her nipples, nibbling them and biting. His hot breath was even hotter than the surrounding atmosphere. They had waited days for this, to be so intimately connected and it was something only experienced in imaginings.

The small splashes became waves, as all was a whirlwind around them. The room was filled with heat, mist, gasps and sighs as each of them reached their earned sexual peaks. The feeling of John�s seed shooting into her prolonged her intense release.

She had been prepared to wait to make love in the bed but that would have been madness. There were two weeks worth of sexual energy that had been slowly accumulating and she was prepared to use it all in one night if her partner was willing. Something told her the feeling was mutual.

~~~~~

�So I guess I�m staying the night.� John let his lover towel off his body after their wonderful bath escapade.

�I�m not letting you leave.� She towel dried his wet hair and then went for something behind the bathroom door. �There are two trained guards under orders not to let anyone through my front door, in or out.� Putting on a soft terry robe she also produced one for John.

�Then tell them to have the night off because I�m not going anywhere except to bed with you.� Just his voice was bringing back her desire for him. It wasn�t until the robe was around his naked body that he caught on that she had two and one his size. �You got this for me?� He was pleasantly surprised.

�I thought that since New York maybe you�d want to stay the night some time,� she smiled as she did the tie around his waist. �Why don�t you go turn down the bed and I�ll get us something for us to eat and dry that hair of yours.�

Before heading off he pulled her close for a thankful warm comforting hug. As he kissed her lips lightly he mentioned,

�We should be doing this more often. I�m sorry if I�ve been too busy.� He kissed her again and then with a warm expression looked into her smiling eyes.

�It goes both ways John. Maybe we just have to make some �us� time at least once a week no matter how busy we are.�

�I�d like that.� He let her go and began picking up the clothes from the floor as she went to the kitchen.

�..

�I have some banana slices, grapes, watermelon, apple, strawberries and of course some cream.� She grinned when she saw that he�d picked just the right lighting for the room. With her bedroom lamp the only illumination, it gave the room a romantic feel. He was sitting on the bed flipping through the pages of a magazine.

�Since when did you read Marie Claire?� Without looking up he kept turning the pages and then stopped at one. �Figure flattering underwear.�

�I only buy it about twice a year for the fashion and it has some good articles.� She dipped a banana slice in the cream and knelt on the bed to move it too his lips. He hummed satisfaction as he licked his lips and accepted the strawberry next. �I see you like the underwear section.� She chuckled as she extracted the hairdryer from her side drawer, plugged it in and then knelt on the pillow behind her partner.

�I now see where you get your ideas.� Monica could almost feel him smile as his shoulders shook from the chuckle. Avoiding the urge to turn on the dryer in his ear she began blow-drying his hair as he kept talking. It was somehow comforting John sharing conversation this way with her. �A ha!�

�What?� Monica brushed his hair a little and then continued with the warm heat.

�Sex relationship survey, they urge women to tell men what they really want.�

�Okay shoot with some of the questions.� When she had deliberately left out the magazine beside her bed she wasn�t sure how her partner would react but so far it had been better than perfect. The mood was of intimate friendship and very comfortable.

�First question: Which of the following would you never date? An ex con, a guy eleven years older, a guy with a kid, an addict, a guy 5�3� or less?�

�Hmm, I�d have to say an ex con and an addict.� Monica stopped the hairdryer to brush his hair and then climbed out from behind him. �I think older guys can be really sexy.� She unplugged the hairdryer and put it away before popping a few grapes into her mouth and kneeling on the bed. She chewed the sweet juices and began to take off John�s bathrobe. He obliged by shifting so it could come all the way off. �If all older guys had bodies like yours then all the younger ones would be dateless.�

John chuckled and slipped his legs and hips under the covers, still staying in a sitting position.

�The next question is: At what point does a guy�s actions become cheating? Flirting and some friendly touching, kissing, a hand job, oral sex, intercourse or when he gets caught.� John laughed at the final one.

�What would you say?� She deliberately took off her robe slowly letting it fall from her shoulders, giving John a full view of her nakedness. He swallowed hard before he replied still watching her every move as she got under covers next to him.

�I think it�s okay for a man to look, it�s when his thoughts go sexual and wants to act on them then that�s when he�s crossed that line.� His body felt and smelt so good as she snuggled up next to him also taking a look at the questions.

�So you don�t think that some flirting and friendly touching would be okay?� Her fingers danced over his chest as she lightly kissed his bare shoulder. �I�d say when a guy starts kissing another girl then that�s when that line is crossed.�

�Okay,� John nodded. �Next question: If you found a guy had cheated on you, what would you do? Dump him, talk to him and put him on probation, cheat back?�

�I�d certainly try to find out why.� Monica shifted so that she looked into his eyes. �I could never see you cheating on anyone John.�

�Trust is important in every relationship whether work colleagues, friends or lovers.� John confided. �To betray your trust would be betraying myself as an honest man. I�d expect that to be mutual in any solid relationship.�

Monica at that moment had a rush of love for the man in her bed. She had loved him for a long time but in the past two weeks she knew she was deeply in love with him and that it would never change. Everything about him she admired and felt proud that such a man of his character would also fall for her. She kissed his shoulder and snuggled in while he read and she answered the following few questions.

�How about this one?  If you had to live with one of the following what would it be? Good sex once a month or okay sex every day?� He looked down at her as she smiled on his chest.

�I think if we had sex every day then we�d both be walking funny at work.� Together they chuckled. �I�d have to go for good sex but I�d want it more than once a month.�

�I know,� he said softly and you�ll get it I promise,� and kissed the top of her head as he continued the questioning.

�What about some kinky ones?� Her hand caressed his chest. �I see one there about threesomes.�

�You�d consider a threesome? Under what condition would you consider a threesome with a guy and a girl? If you really loved the guy, if you were in a just-sex relationship with the guy, if you were attracted to the girl, none of the above.�

�So John, you�ve never thought what it would be like if two women pleasured your body at the one time?� She took the magazine from his hand and lay it down on the bed, then straddled him, looking into a face that she could have sworn just won the lottery.

~~~~~

�I�m sure every red blooded American has thought about being with two women,� he grinned.

�So tell me, have you thought about any two in particular and what would you want them to do?� Monica felt quite comfortable in asking, the mood was right and she knew at that moment that she wanted honesty in her man.

�Monica, I only want to be with you.� He needed to confirm.

�I know but let�s make believe. Answer this and you can ask me any question you want and I�ll answer it honestly.�

�Okay,� he also seemed to be in the mood, especially while Monica was sitting on his sensitive spot and they were both totally bare. There was something said for being sexually deprived for almost two weeks. �I suppose it�s the whole two set of hands and mouths thing. I�d want to lie there and take it but at some point I�d want to take control and give them equal satisfaction.�

�So what would you like them to do to you?� Monica leant over to the fruit bowl and plucked a piece of melon. Dipping it in cream she brought it to her mouth and sucked, then ran a tongue over its surface. �Would you want to be tied up naked?�

�That would be good,� he grinned. She found a strawberry and placed it halfway between her teeth and moved down to share it with her lover. His hands caressed her back as they shared the kiss and the sweet fruit. When it was all dissolved she went for another.

�So you wouldn�t struggle as they licked and sucked over your body?� She traced the cool fruit dipped in cream over his nipple and then bent down to lick it off. Running the strawberry in circles around the other nipple she let him continue.

�One would be kissing me as the other stripped me and they would both handcuff me to the bed.� He began to show his arousal again as Monica sensuously sucked on the fruit and then popped it in her mouth. She reached for some banana and fed it to him making sure he also had the chance to suck her fingers.

�So while one was kissing you, would the other be doing this?� Selecting more banana she opened her mouth to take it in and then moved her mouth down his body to where his erection was growing even more. With the fruit half chewed she sucked on the tip and felt him jump at her touch.

�Yes,� he whispered. It was Monica�s first time giving John oral sex. She had wanted to please him that way for a while but the opportunities had been scarce. As her mouth took him in even more, his groaning became more sonorous. The softness of the banana against the hardness of his manhood made the act even more ambrosial.

With a light tug her hair was set free of the tie letting the tresses fall around her face. Soft fingers sifted through her hair as her lover benefited from the sweet deliberation Monica paid to his body. With gentle fingers she felt over his abdomen as the muscles flexed and relaxed.

Taking her time, she was prepared to gratify him for however long it took.

The pressure inside her mouth grew in congruence with the hold on her hair. There were whimpers from up above as he issued his payload in dynamic pulses. Monica kept sucking and tasting until he calmed on the bed, his eyes still closed, and his chest visibly beating.

�You just don�t know,� John trailed off, his arms limp beside his body. At that point she wondered if had ever in his life been given a blowjob. There were many more of those where that came from but that was something to discuss later.

�I�m going to get more champagne, want some?� Monica showed a satisfied smile as she lifted herself from the bed.

�I owe you for that.� John managed to articulate although his eyes were barely open.

�Just you being here with me is enough.� Running her fingertips across his chest she then went for the bathrobe and exited the room imagining the contented smile her sweetheart had on his face.

Half way refilling one champagne flute there came an unexpected knock at the door. It was probably a neighbour wanting to ask a question or to borrow something. Tying her terry robe she padded to the door. Whoever it was she would hopefully get them on their way quickly.

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�Brad, what are you doing here?� She had the door half open obscuring the view of inside her apartment.

�Aren�t you going to let me in first?� His smug, confident smile sometimes annoyed her.

�I have a visitor,� she felt the need to reveal. �You should have called first.�

�I can see.� He looked down to her single clothing item and then back to her seemingly calm expression. That small movement of her lower lip told him that he was really not welcome. He had come to know her little idiosyncrasies back when they were lovers in New York all those years back.

�Can this wait until Monday?� She refused to move from her guarded position.

�Yes, it could but I thought it�s only eight on a Friday night and if you were home you wouldn�t mind a visitor.� He was trying to gather clues as to what had been happening. �But I can see someone else got here first. Anyone I know?� He must have seen the candles that were still alight on some shelving and his eyes caught the man�s leather jacket on the coat stand.

�Brad, I�m sorry. If I didn�t have company, I�d invite you in, really.� Her arm rested across the tie to her robe helping hold it closed.

�All I was going to ask was if you wanted to see a movie with me tomorrow night but I can see that Monica Reyes finally has a boyfriend.� His priggish attitude was becoming more irritating.

�Finally Brad? What is that meant to mean?� There was the sound of a toilet flushing in the background, the resonance of which seemed to change Follmer�s stance.

�If you won�t tell me who he is Monica, you know I�ll find out eventually.� He lifted a hand to her cheek and gently traced a line along her jaw and then turned with a self-satisfied grin. �The offer still stands,� he called back as he walked to the stairwell.

Monica waited until he was out of view before closing the door and latching the chain. He was distinctly still hurting from she having left him those years ago and felt the need to make her feel shades of guilty every so often. It wasn�t going to get to her though. If he wanted to remain friends he would need to drop his wounded ex lover approach and accept that romantically she had moved on.

�Who was that?� John accepted the refreshed champagne glass and took a taste. He was sitting up in bed with the Marie Claire magazine on top of the blankets that covered his lower half.

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�Brad asking me to the movies with him tomorrow night.� Still in her robe she sat beside him and also took a sip.

�Oh, he usually pops in unannounced?� Reaching for some apple he dipped it in the cream and ate.

�No, maybe he was being genuine.� She slowly took off her robe as he watched and then slipped under the covers next to him. �Brad and my relationship is long gone.� She reassured him with a nuzzle into his shoulder.

�What do you think he�d say if he knew?� Picking a strawberry he swiftly demolished it and reached beside him for his glass.

�You�d like that wouldn�t you,� Monica also sipped her champagne and replaced the glass to run her fingers down his arm to the magazine that was still resting on his lap. �A chance to show that you got the girl.�

�You betcha! That sonuvabitch was crooked and you did right to leave him.� He began to slide under the covers so that his head rested on the pillow. Monica moved with him and curled up against him, her head nestled on his shoulder. �Let�s not talk about him.�

�What�ve you been reading?� John was right, the night need not be marred with talk of work. To live for the moment was something that the couple didn�t often have the chance to do. She glanced back down to the open magazine.

�Oh nothing in particular, just waiting for you.� His arm went around her shoulders drawing her in closer, and kissed her hair. Lifting the magazine Monica smiled at the title.

��Sex Tips from Guys�. Remind me John to give you a subscription to this magazine for your birthday,� Monica chuckled. �Read some to me?�

John let out a quick breath and then snorted, �If anyone at the office told me I�d be reading out loud from a women�s magazine tonight I would have been looking skyward for those proverbial pigs.�

Monica smiled on his shoulder and kissed him there. He had come a long way with his comfort level since New York when they had initially �found� each other.

�Okay, here�s one. �Wear a thin silk shirt with no bra so that your nipples stand at attention, then rub your chest against mine.� I like that one but please not in the office.�

�Why not?� Monica already knew the answer but was having fun teasing. It had been the premise of her whole day and to get her lover right where he was then.

�What sort of question is that? Because I�d be watching your chest all day and wanting to touch you. I�d never get any work done.� As he spoke his free hand rubbed gently over her shoulder and down her back.

�Perhaps one day out of the blue I might surprise you John Doggett.� Before he could react she urged him to read further. He could ponder that thought in his dreams if she would let him sleep that was. �Read me more. What sex tips do men have for us women?�

��Help me button my shirt or adjust my tie in the mirror.  When you dress me, I just want to get undressed again.� Don�t get too many ideas Monica, I�m used to getting to work on time.�

�Hmmm, go on.� Monica sighed contentedly and crooned at what he was doing to her body with his other hand.

��I love when you are cuddling next to me, completely nude, and I feel the softness of your pubic hair on my hip.��

�Hmm, like this?� Lazily she rolled to her side draping one leg over his, letting her toes tantalize his shin and feet.

�At this rate I think I�m going to be dead by dawn.� John sighed enjoying the way her body moved on his.

�Oh no John,� she expired. �I�ll keep you very much alive. Please keep reading.�

�All right, here are some more, �I love when a girl gives me that God-I-want-you gaze, especially if she shifts her eyes downward after a few seconds, then glances back up one more time.� Here�s one that reminds me about something I found in the office today, �Lube your hands and dig into my sore muscles, then let your fingers trickle along my back and kiss my neck.��

�I have plans for that later,� her words came lazily from her lips but with the added promise of continued fun and games throughout the night. �More.�

�Now we�re getting a little hotter, �"Feather touch" my entire body, never staying on one spot too long.� And �Press your mouth against mine, then part my lips by running your tongue along the edges.  Dart the tip of your tongue in and out of my mouth, like you're hungry for me.�

That was Monica�s cue to also use a hand to do that �feather touching�. Stopping only for a moment to enjoy the ministration he read on,

��Run your tongue around the perimeter of my belly button.  The fact that you're just inches from my most sensitive spot has me drooling with anticipation.� Here�s another, �Please do not be afraid to touch yourself in front of me.  It's about the most exciting thing.��

�So what do you think John?� She kissed his chest as her body moved against his. �How would you feel if I touched myself while you watched?�

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�Maybe you�ll need to show me just what you mean?� His fingers gently pulled back the hair from her face and she smiled up at him.

�Soon, read some hotter ones.� Her body was being energized once more. The way his voice was soft and grainy made it sounded as though it was all from his thoughts and needs.

�Okay,� he drew out the word. ��I love to have really loud sex in the afternoon.  Just the idea that the neighbors might hear all the dirty things you're saying drives me wild.� �Moaning is great, but when you talk dirty and really let me know what I'm doing to turn you on, that really turns me on.  It not only fills me in on what you love most, but it also just sounds so damn hot.��

�So you want me to talk dirty?� Moving up to be level with his face �You want me to tell you exactly what you�re doing that turns me on so much?�

John looked into her eyes not able to express the emotion that he had never been with anyone as enlightened as she.

�I�m not sure I deserve all this Monica.� His head eyes diverted down to her lips and he closed the magazine, placing it back on the bedside table. �I�m not worthy of you.�

�John, don�t be silly. Of course you are.� Laying her head on the pillow brought them face to face. It all came flushing out into clarity. He had loved her for a long time but his reservations were holding back expressing his desire for her. �You have all the qualities in a man that I ever wished for.�

�I do?� There was hint of a smile but she continued.

�I�ve told you before John. You�re upright, loyal, dependable, I can see you always being there for me, and you�re also easy on the eye and as sexy as hell.� She leant in and kissed his nose then said more thoughtfully, �I don�t want to be with any other man as a partner and lover.�

Looking deeply into her eyes told him exactly that she meant every word. The following moments were warm and ardent as they slowly kissed. Both bodies slipped together and limbs interlaced as they wantonly enjoyed the intimate moment. Monica felt her body at a peaceful state even better than achieved at yoga classes. She was relaxed and openly addressing her desires and so was he.

For ages they stayed that way experimenting with different kisses, some soft and sensuous, others deep and avid. Hands roamed bare skin finding new places of passion. Only short breaks were taken as they shared desirous eye contact.

It was the first night they had spent together in Monica�s apartment. The only other night they had slept together since the New Year away from home was at John�s Falls Church house. They had stayed back late at the office and had decided to take work back to his place to finish. It was logical for her to stay the night rather than travel home when she was so drained from a long workday.

So often she had imagined being in his arms at night and in her bed. The feeling was too profound to just let him go. She had to experience all of him in case there would be many more nights before she could have another one as fun, sexy and lustful as that.

�So John, what do you see in me?� Her lips rested against his and her arm draped around his middle.

�You wanna play this game do you?� The corner of his mouth curled up in just a way Monica wanted to lick it. He so rarely smiled that when he did she wanted to capture it with hers, to really remember it for when she was alone.

�If you want to call it a game.� Her fingers traced over his exposed ear as she looked into his eyes. �Why did you really ask me to New York? I knew we would have our first kiss, you did too.�

Allowing him to think first she just observed the time between posing the question and when his lips moved to speak.

�Every time I go to New York it brings back memories,� he hesitated, clearly not wanting to break the mood with sad thoughts. �Every time except this time.�

�Really?� Monica was surprised. He had said something unexpected.

�This time I felt better about myself and my life. I realized that the hole in my existence was slowly being filled with what I have experienced working on the X-Files and being with you.� Seeing he wanted to continue, she was silent. �There are so many areas of our lives and personalities that are poles apart Monica, but I came to my senses in New York and decided that it didn�t matter to me. Nothing matters except if we feel comfortable with each other and what we have here all feels right.�

�You�ve come a long way John.� The twinkle in her eye and the way she caressed over his neck was confirmation for him that he had done the right thing. �From the hard-nosed NYPD cop striving for black and white facts and proof to understand that feelings can also be taken into evidence. So why me?�

�You�re like my spiritual nurse,� he lightly chuckled. �You comfort me when my blood pressure could be soaring. You are there to speak reason when mine could be clouded from relentless pursuit of the truth.� A hand went to her face and lightly traced an eyebrow and along her cheek. �You�re so beautiful, I just hope I can give you as much as you give me.�

�John, you already have.� She kissed him again, that time their bodies even closer. As he rolled her over to be on top he broke the kiss and looked impishly into her eyes.

�It�s your turn to tell me a fantasy, remember?� He put a finger to her lips. �But before you do I have a game of my own I�d like to try.� He slowly rolled off his lover and out of the bed, looking for something around the room. Not finding what he wanted he left the room making Monica even more curious.

Moments later he came back with a bit of cloth.

�I�m going to blindfold you Monica and then surprise you with something.� He moved over and she obliged by lifting her head. �You have to trust me, I won�t hurt you but I assure you it�s something you might like to add to that fantasy list of yours.�

It certainly didn�t seem like John to have wild ideas in the bedroom. It made her wonder if he�d read something in the magazine that had caught his attention.

There was complete silence and darkness. The anticipation was driving her wild with wonder and desire.

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It was only minutes later when she felt sudden coldness on her stomach. Gasping she understood that John had gone to the kitchen to get some ice.

�The game�s called �Melting Point�.� The low, scrapy voice near her ear took her by surprise in her darkened surroundings. �I time how long it takes for the ice to melt on your body and then you do the same to me.� Running the ice up between her breasts gave her the mixed feelings of painful throbbing and pleasure.

�It�d be easy to cheat at this game,� she gasped again as the cold leisurely circled a breast.

�Ah, but the rule is it�s not to go anywhere intimate, not yet anyway.� Just as the coolness was becoming uncomfortable she felt his hot mouth and tongue on her nipple, sucking away the residue of the icy block, which must have been melting quite fast. Then the coolness was on the other breast.

In the dark, the experience of hot on one breast and the opposite on the other was really quite arousing, also the fact that she was at his mercy. At that point he could do anything to her and she would lie back and enjoy it.

Hot air brushed over her abdomen followed by sweeps of the cool ice. His lips kissed and sucked away what must have been the last remnants of the once solid icy block.

�How long was that?� She questioned as the blindfold was taken from her, revealing her partner�s widely smiling face.

�Three minutes, ten seconds.� His head pointed to the thermos that had been strategically placed on the bedside table. �That would have to be a record in itself. I melt easily too near your hot body Monica.� He leaned in to kiss her mouth, which smiled as he did.

�Hmm, not bad yourself.� Deliberately her hands slipped over his ass as they kissed, leaving her with an idea to undoubtedly win the game. �Okay John, my turn but on you.� She left her hands on his body for as long as possible as she unhurriedly slid off the bed and headed for her closet.

�Monica, the ice is here.� John mentioned as the door opened and his lover rummaged through a few drawers.

�There�s nothing in the rules about using these?� Thoughts were revealed as she produced a set of handcuffs and with intent walked back to an ambivalent John.

�As long as you don�t torture me by leaving me like that all night.� He displayed his wrists but she had other plans and lifted them to be above his head and connected them to the bed head.

�Only if you�re a good boy and take what I have planned for you.� The key she left by the ice container but then went back for something more. With a look of mischief she placed a videotape on his chest and then went to tie both ankles to the posts of the bed with two pairs of nylons.

�Monica what�s this, what are you thinking?� With a little difficulty he looked at the front cover as she tied his final ankle. He was totally at her mercy, what she had wanted to try for a long time. �You related to Mulder or something?�

�..

�I have a few porn movies in my video collection. Haven�t you ever watched porn with someone, John? It can be erotic for women too and make for some sexy foreplay.� She picked up the container from his chest and flipped it open to place in the player opposite the bed. Once the television was switched on she turned to her apprehensive and yet enthralled captive.

�What are you going to do?� He asked slowly not sure if he really wanted to know.

�The first segment on the tape is my favourite.� She went for the thermos flask to extract some ice then placed the container on the floor next to the bed and within easy reach. �I want you to describe to me what is happening on the screen as I melt the ice on your body.�

�What is it?� Just as he spoke the man and woman on the tape were slowly undressing. �You really want me to do that?�

�Just go along with it John, you�ll see.� The ice had melted just a little making it slip more easily over his body. Trying to stay out of his line of vision she started on his chest, first breathing a warm area and then running the ice in circles as she waited for him to start.

�I can�t believe this! She�s tying him up naked to the bed just like you did to me and now she�s producing what looks like a popsicle.�

�What�s she doing with it John, describe it.� The ice cube slid in a slow line across his chest with her tongue following licking its melted path.

�She�s rubbing it over his nipples.� From the television came the sound of groaning and Monica had seen the tape before and knew what was happening. For so long she had imagined it had been her doing that to John and there he was at her mercy. �Now she�s licking it off.�

As he spoke, the ice ran over his nipple and he jerked at the feel. Running a few circles until it was well and truly erect, she sucked it sweetly and flicked it with her tongue and proceeded to the other nipple. John�s body writhed underneath her as she teased with cold then the warmth of her mouth.

�What�s happening now?� Had John been closing his eyes enjoying the attention to his bare body?

�She�s running it along his lower abdomen and over his hips. He is certainly enjoying it. Monica, I can see where this is going and it�s against the rules. It doesn�t count if it�s anywhere intimate.�

�Rules were made to be broken,� she grinned as she breathed on the patch of skin above his pubic hair and rested the remaining sliver of ice there letting it slide a bit before moving it with her tongue and collecting the remaining juices. Gathering another piece of ice she nudged his legs open further and then looked up to him with a broad smile.

�Just be gentle with me,� he puffed as the ice slid along an inner thigh on its way up.

�Don�t be concerned John, this will be very pleasurable.� Just as she almost reached his balls she swapped to the other inner thigh, concentrating on drawing out the feeling for as long as possible. �What are they doing now?�

It took a few moments for him to respond as she gently fondled his balls, running the ice along the juncture of his upper inner thigh, making it drip down his leg.

�She�s doing what you are and then licking it off.� That was all he could manage before going quiet except for some labored breathing. Monica smiled as she finished up the ice by running it all around one of the hottest spots on his body.

She didn�t need to be told what was happening on the screen, she knew. With an internal smile she reached for two fresh ice cubes and placed them in her mouth and then moved to position herself over his generous erection.

Doubting he�d ever experienced what she was about to do, without giving anything away she positioned her mouth over his shaft and then kissed the end before slowly moving down.

With a jerk of the head John looked to see the cause of the amazing sensation below.

�Ice,� he groaned as his lover went down on him, gradually sucking and swallowing all the melted juices. Undoubtedly the ice was quickly spent but not John�s energy for his partner. �Monica, untie me,� he bleated breathlessly.

�Uh uh,� she denied with her final swallow and then in slow motion went to straddle him. �You stay tied up until this is over.� She slowly sat down on him, letting the firmness very gradually slip within despite the not so convincing protests from her captive. Once fully inside she placed her fists on the railing near his and then began her slow movements that would bring them once again to the sexual hilt.

John found himself caught up in the moment as his hips lifted off the bed to meet hers with equal force. He was helpless but to be taken for Monica�s ride, deep down finding the whole session exquisitely erotic. The sounds from the screen seemed to echo theirs, filling the room with the quiet moans of sex. John�s view of the television was blocked but what he saw of Monica�s body raising off his was an invigorating sight in itself.

That time he had less control over his actions and knew he couldn�t hold on. Trying to think of mundane things to slow him down was no use. He kept hearing the sounds of sex from the porn movie and seeing and feeling his lover in complete control on top of him.

�Sorry,� was all he could utter as he burst inside her. She had stimulated him for far too long to keep it all in.

�That�s all right,� she whispered in his ear as she unlocked his handcuffs. �You can make up for it right now.� Slipping off his body she lay beside him so they both had a clear view of the involved couple on the screen. �After this movie there�s the other one to watch.�

She searched for his hand and guided it down to between her legs and he immediately knew that she wanted to be finished off with his fingers. As he began sliding over her hot swollen clit she let out intermittent gasps of extreme pleasure.

�You feel real good,� he groaned in her hair.

�Good,� she moaned. �Because I have plans�..for an all nighter.�


Chapter Three

�Good ending,� John went to sit up and stretch. �Meet Joe Black� wasn�t the sort of movie he would choose for himself but it was a perfect story to watch with a lover.

�And didn�t I tell you about the love scene.� Monica did the same and stretched her weakened limbs. �How they both seemed to enjoy it as if it was their first time.�

John stood beside the bed but then bent over to give his lover a quick kiss on the lips.

�So you also remembered our first time in that hotel in New York?� He smiled as he lifted his arms above his head and stretched his body side to side.

�The Salisbury, I�ll never forget it.� She also swivelled to rest her feet beside the bed and then stood and wrapped her arms around his naked body. �The best sex in my entire life has been with you.�

�What do you like so much about it?� He delved with a smirk.

She nestled in closer and decided that a good way to keep John awake for as long as possible was to stroke his ego.

�Well, I love the way you know just when I like it slow and when I want it a little rough. The way you know those places to touch, behind my ear with your tongue gets me every time.� Monica noticed his smile getting bigger; he was enjoying the assessment time. �I love the way you feel when I wake up beside you, the warmth of your skin resting against mine.�

�We should do this more often,� he softly confided. �I�m sorry I�ve been too bull minded with work. It won�t happen again.�

�No it won�t!� she lightly laughed. �Or that secret admirer might come after you again.�

�I should punish you for that prank.� He let her out of his clutches as she made her way to the bedroom door.

�Prank? Did the key fit in my lock?� Turning back she gave him a devilish expression and then was gone.

Calling after her John questioned,

�Then whose key is it?� After no answer, mumbling to himself he headed for the bathroom.

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�Need some company?� Monica opened the curtain to the shower and stepped in before her colleague had time to respond.

�Only if you tell all.� John turned to face his lover with one of his questioning looks. �Was it you who planned all this?�

Monica lathered her hands and began rubbing them in foamy circles over his chest but he grabbed her wrists, stopping them from proceeding. That had the effect to just make her all the more determined to let him suffer a little longer. She moved in closer letting her wet hot body touch his and looked into his clear blue eyes.

�Does it really matter John? You�re here with me now.� She moved herself on him and then slowly made her way to his mouth. Stopping him from replying, she sucked his lower lip into her mouth and gently moved her tongue along the sensitive surface. His fingers slowly released their grip on her wrists enabling her to slip her arms around him, holding him more securely.

�Hmmm, you taste nice, more.� John huffed as she stroked the tip of her tongue millimetres up and down in the small valley under his lower lip. She�d recently read about how this part of a man was packed with nerve receptors and keeping him in a lip lock would send electric currents right down to his big boy.

It was working. His body was becoming hotter and began leisurely gyrating on hers.

�Cherries,� she swiftly responded. �Not cheap but oh so sweet.�

Moving her mouth down he automatically shifted his head backwards allowing the water to stream over his face. Kissing down the hollow of his neck she brushed her lips over his Adam�s apple. Dipping down she paused and then ran circles with her tongue just below, slurping up the shower water with it. She could tell he was in raptures just from the small gurgling sounds escaping his throat.

�Monica,� he murmured. �This is not fair.�

�What�s not fair?� Her mouth traversed down further to his chest and as if licking an ice-cream cone she swirled her tongue around one areola.

�This,� he moaned. �Changing the topic.�

Zeroing closer with her tongue she flicked the nipple causing him to flinch with ecstasy and then she gently bit it.

�I thought the topic was sex.� Smiling kisses made their way to his other areola where she licked in the opposing direction and took even longer to get to the nipple. �Because John, that�s what I want all night.�

�All night?� He muttered as her hand felt over his already stiff shaft and then over his balls to that patch of skin just past his family jewels. As well as kissing over his chest she dug in her knuckles, gently stroking, making her man speechless for a change.

Sensing he was becoming closer to losing control both hands went to his swollen shaft and placing her thumbs and index fingers in circles half way down his shaft she began moving the rings in opposing directions going back and forth from the head to the base.

John could hardly stand from the sensation Monica knew was driving him over the edge.

Keeping his shaft steady with one hand at the base the upper circle concentrated on the head, rubbing over it lightly and then with gradual pressure until she believed he couldn�t take much more.

Her mouth went back to his and they kissed deeply as her fingers kept up their occupation below. Working one hand up and down his member the other concentrated on the head.

John groaned and pulled away from her just as she felt his penis throb and then shoot out it creamy fluid onto her stomach. As he climaxed, with one hand she went back to the perineum behind his balls, pushing in with her knuckles to stroke his prostate, prolonging his already intense orgasm.

�I love doing that,� Monica blew on his swollen lips and slowed down her hand actions. It took him quite a while before he could open his eyes and talk.

�It�s your turn now Monnie.� His eyes were still glazed from the recent mind-blowing release, but he�d recovered enough to think what they would do next.

�I was hoping you�d say that.� She began soaping her own body and then rinsing.

�You have something in mind?� His fingers went to her chin and lifted it for their eyes to meet.

�Oh yes!� She widely grinned. Rinsing the remaining foam she stepped out of the shower. �Finish up here and meet me in the bedroom.

Once again Monica was teasing her man. What was she up to that time?

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Monica picked up the phone hoping John hadn�t heard the ring from the shower. She had thought to lower the bell volume before he arrived so as not to interrupt anything important. It was after twelve so she hoped it was nothing to do with work.

�Monica Reyes,� she spoke softly.

�I was hoping I could catch you,� came the inquisitive voice from the other end. �How�s it all going? Can you talk?�

�Dana, he�s in the shower. I don�t have much time.� Monica looked over towards the bathroom hearing the water turn off. �It�s all working to perfection.�

�Look I won�t keep you. I just wanted to find out if he knows for sure what�s going on?�

�There�s still a little doubt there,� Monica confided. �He doesn�t know all the details just yet. The key for instance, that�s still bothering him.�

�Well how about I make a call and really confuse him?� Dana�s smile was evident from the other end.

Monica�s sense of adventure was brimming and it was certainly a way to get him to stay awake for as long as she had planned.

�Can you wait thirty minutes?� With a smirk Monica looked towards the fruit bowl. �I have another surprise for him first.�

�You�re making me will Mulder back from New York early,� Dana laughed. �Maybe we could scheme something to get him all hot and bothered too.�

�I will certainly help you with that one. Look Dana, I have to go. Catch up with you on the weekend sometime?�

�I�ll be waiting to hear the juicy details, well the ones that aren�t triple X rated.� They both smiled as they hung up the receiver.

Quickly Monica retrieved what she wanted from the kitchen and headed towards the bedroom.

�..

John audibly gasped when he saw her lying there on the bed in all her sweet glory. She couldn�t speak because of the plump red cherry between her teeth but the way she had adorned her body with whipped cream and more cherries spoke volumes. There were a couple of fruity sweet aromatic candles burning, making the whole room smell like a candy shop.

�So this is how you want me to repay you?� John chuckled as he sat next to her on the bed and teased. �What if I�m not hungry?�

He let that thought linger as he bent down to tease his tongue over  the cherries that were between her toes. He would leave his lover speechless for as long as possible. Suddenly craving sweetness he licked and devoured the fruit as she sometimes squirmed at the ticklish feel of his tongue along the underside of her toes.

�Hmm, very nice. What do I feel like next?� he pondered knowing Monica expected him to pluck that cherry right from her mouth. �These look good.� Taking the robe from his freshly showered body he let it slip any place it fell as he went down on her breasts. Each was covered with whipped cream and a single cherry adorned each nipple.

With the cherry still wedged between her teeth Monica moaned satisfaction as his tongue roamed a path over one breast feasting on the rich cream and even tastier soft sensitive skin below.

�Who needs dessert bowls,� he mused before sensually consuming the mixture adorning her other breast. As he did a final circle of the nipple making sure it was very clean he gave it a kiss and then looked up to surprisingly see that the fruit in her mouth was still intact. A speechless Monica brought a smile to his face as he decided to work on the other place she had displayed her dessert creation.

Kissing his way down she groaned and let him spread her legs to find three more cherries blocking the path to where he would give her oral stimulation.

�Any more cherries hiding where I don�t know,� he growled huskily as he devilishly grinned and went to demolish the fruity door delectably covering her moan zone. With his tongue he scooped up one cherry and began chewing as his lips swept over the soft flesh between her legs.

Multiple whimpers escaped Monica�s throat as with his lips he searched for more fruity sustenance. Consuming the second and third round balls of sugariness he then pretended to keep exploring with his tongue. Parting the path to her inner sanctum he wet his tongue to lick long strokes along its length. Her hips moved ever so faintly almost in synch with her breathy groans through clenched jaw above.

�Any more in here?� he rumbled as his tongue hardened and pushed inside her, pumping a little and then being replaced by a thick finger as he went back to work on her fleshy responsive mound. Two fingers then three drove in further as John sensed his lover coming to the threshold.

�John!� Monica moaned from above, not being capable of holding the cherry secure as her pulsing trembled over his tongue. He moved extra slowly until she held his head still with her hands continuing to groan out the ultimate pleasure she was feeling over her entirety. Light kisses adorned her body all the way back to her open mouth and half-lidded eyes.

�You cheated,� he breathed near her mouth. �Where�s the pip?� Feeling a hand on his arm he looked down to see the bare cherry stone in her sweaty palm.

Reaching an arm across her body he went for the whipped cream container beside the bed. �Open up.� She complied as he filled her smiling mouth with cream and then went in for the feast, forgetting the container resting idly in his hand. The kiss was unhurried as they cradled each other in a tender embrace.

Monica kept kissing until she felt him sink into weariness. Even though her body and mind were alive from all the stimulation she imagined John�s was not.

�Thank you John,� she whispered and he smiled through closed eyes as she moved out of bed. She would let him sleep, all the time knowing that in a short time there would be a certain phone call.


Chapter Four

�Monica?� John�s weary voice came from the outer side of the closed bathroom door. �Your phone�s ringing. Want me to get it?�

�Would you mind?� Monica had quickly slipped into the shower to wash off the stickiness from having had her body used as a dessert platter. She had timed it perfectly to be unavailable when Dana called back. Curiosity racked her soul as she applied the body lotion. What was Dana saying to him and how would he react? No matter what, John was still spoken for. How could anyone make such wonderful love to someone and then pull away?

�Reyes� residence.� John was unsure of how to answer. That was all he could think of to state, preferring not to give away the identity of a man in Monica�s apartment so late at night.

There was a short silence on the other end making him unexpectedly wary of the caller.

�Is that you John?� Came the quiet voice.

�Yes, who�s this?� He turned his body towards the bathroom but the shower water was still streaming.

�I�ve been trying to find you all night.� Dana could hardly keep a straight face as she spoke.

�Dana? Is that you? Monica�s in the shower, want me to get her or for her to ring you back?� John questioned.

�No, you just answered my question.� She became a little more serious. �I�ve been waiting for you.�

Frowning into the phone, his brain cells were travelling a hundred miles an hour.

�Waiting for me!� He emphasized the final word.

�Did you get the champagne?� Dana had to hold her hand over the receiver and take a few deep breaths to keep her composure.

�That was from you?� His frown remained as his unfocused gaze once again went to the bathroom door. Had he really jumped to conclusions after all, thinking it was all Monica�s doing?

�Just tell me John, are you at Monica�s apartment at this time of night for work or play?� No way could she ask a question like that of her former X-Files partner if she was face to face.

�Dana, what�s all this about? Have you and Monica cooked up something here because for the life of me I confused.� He suddenly felt a little chilly and clutched the robe tighter around his middle.

�I thought so.� She tried to sound a little dejected. �Well I suppose I�ll see you Monday with that Brewer case we talked about on Thursday.� With that she hung up the phone leaving a very baffled male agent.

�Who was on the phone John?� Tying her satin robe, Monica made her timely exit from the bathroom.

�Is Dana in on this Monica? Does she know about us?� John took the brush from Monica�s hand and began running it through her hair.

�Hmm, that feels nice. Let�s get back to bed and talk.� Taking his hand after he was done she led him back to the bedroom and the place where they had made amazing love all evening and into the night. It would be a night she�d never forget and she hoped John would feel the same way no matter the reason for him coming to be there.

�You told Dana about us.� John slipped off his robe and got under the covers snuggling against his new love despite feeling he should not touch her until he elicited some answers.

�Not everything. Just that we met up for New Years and our relationship has moved on. Not about how intimate we�ve become.� Monica looked into his eyes of blue ice and saw him reaching into her essence. She had seen that look before back in New York when he had first set eyes on her as she was hugging another man, the one who had helped her find John in just enough time for that Times Square sealing kiss. At that instance there was no way of John knowing the circumstances and also the fact that the man was gay.

�Well I�m puzzled. Did you send me the champagne or did Dana?� His eyes continued their searching stare as his hand teased the bare flesh of her back. Did he know what he was doing to her with the touch of his fingers? Having gone for so long without sex despite craving his body joined with hers, had built up a warehouse of desire. Stores that were slowly unleashing and would take a weekend of sex to finally be back to normal.

�You think it was Dana?� Monica purred as the fingers touched that patch of skin of her lower back. How could he find her weak spots so easily? �She�s your secret admirer?�

�Don�t toy with me Monica, you two cooked all this up.� The lip curled into a nervous smile that she took as his ambivalence.

�I promise, I knew nothing about the champagne delivery or those checks.� It was Monica�s chance to smile at how scheming Dana had been without her knowledge. �Maybe Dana has secretly wanted you all this time, I wouldn�t blame her.� Her voice turned sultry as her mouth moved across to his and her tongue traced the luscious line of his lips. �She must know what she�s missing out on.�

�But she has Mulder.� John mouthed between sweet kisses.

�I�d have you over Mulder any day.� Her leg linked with his, half pulling him on top of her. Suitably stroking his ego she decided it was time to change the topic and an opportunity for more excitement. �Where are those checks? I�ll have to ask Dana where she found them.�

John looked over to the bedside table where he had replaced the magazine and then reached an arm across her pleasantly squashed body to retrieve the wad of favors.

�Monica, I would never take another man�s woman,� he added as he sat up to flick through the booklet.

�I know.� She also sat and gently took the checks from him. �Let me this time.� Opening the book, without directly looking, she tore out one page and handed it to her partner who just stared at it blankly.

~~~~~

�You�ve gotta be kidding me!� A look of conjecture spread across his face. �Betcha don�t have any of that?� He passed the check back to his partner who immediately beamed at the request.

�Sure do.� She rolled over and opened the bedside table drawer, pulling out a small bottle and a soft brush.

�Monica.� His brow crinkled with curiosity as he tried to get a glimpse of what other knick-knacks she had hidden in there. �You just keep that beside your bed, for�?�

�In case any tasty men decide to spend the night and I want a little fun. Come on, sit up, I�ll do yours first.�

John was still puzzled as he sat with his back resting on the bed head and one leg bent above the covers.

�You sure this wasn�t all planned from the start, me being here?� He spoke as she began painting his big toenail with the red mixture. �That�s edible?�

�If you like strawberry passion body candy.� Finishing the big toe she went for the next.

�It comes off, right?� He was looking down as she finished painting all others of his toenails. �Monica, the dinner, the candles, the bath, the strategically placed sex manual magazine, not to forget the porno tape and now this. You�re telling me it wasn�t planned?�

�Put it this way John,� she chuckled as she uncovered his other foot and began applying the sweet, tacky concoction. �I�ve had weeks of fantasies about you since New York.�

�Why didn�t you call? It�s not as though I�ve only thought about work. New York meant something for me too.� He kept his eyes on the application of red.

�I did a few times but you weren�t home.� She finished up and replaced the lid on the bottle, resting the jar on the side table. �I figured we were both busy and we�d get together eventually.�

�So this evening was planned from the start.� He watched as her tongue began licking along the side of his big toe and then kissed the red nail. �Right down to me staying and making love with you all night.�

Monica decided not to answer immediately but to get his mind off asking the obvious. Licking a little of the sweet candy from his toe she then began to slowly suck, every so often looking up to see her lover�s reaction. He was suitably distracted, leaning his head back, enjoying the oral play below.

�So did you have any fantasies about me John?� She began on the next toe, seductively licking and then sucking off the mixture.

�Just a few,� he wheezed out.

�Talk to me about them. Tell me what you would like me to do for you.� She went into listening mode as she spread herself alongside her lover�s body with her feet near his shoulder. As he spoke, John�s fingers played along the skin on her thighs, tantalizing her regrowing libido.

�We�ve pretty much done everything,� he forced out as she sucked on the smallest toes, two at a time then rolled over a little to accommodate the other foot.

�Everything? You�re kidding right?� Monica laughed as she went for the smaller toes first on his second foot, leaving the large one for her ultimate in sexual tease. �What about positions? We still have the whole Kama Sutra.�

�I noticed a few suggestions in that magazine of yours.� John managed to gasp and laugh at the same time. �They�re all given names, the Sexy Side-Saddle and the Pleasure Pick-me-up.�

�What would you like to try first?� She began working on the final toe but this time she softly moaned her pleasure and began grinding on his naked body.

�You�ve worn me out. Maybe with some sleep first�� He trailed off as her hand began also roaming his body under the sheets.

�No sleep John.� She smiled as she moved her body up and swivelled to lie beside him the right way up. �We can sleep tomorrow. I want you to remember tonight even more than our first night together.�

�No doubt, what do you have in mind?� He smiled and lightly kissed her mouth. �Hmm, strawberry candy.� Then kissed her more deeply, tasting what Monica had just licked and sucked off his toes.

�That Pleasure Pick-me-up you mentioned, I know exactly where we can try it.� She got off the bed pulling the top sheet with her.

�Monica? I�m not sure I�m up to it.� He closed his eyes as though really sleepy.

�I�ll just have to wash the candy stain off this sheet by myself then.� Her seductive smile remained as she gathered track pants and a matching pale blue top from a drawer and then went back to her bed partner. �Or, you can meet me down in the basement laundry and help me.�

Not looking back, she left the room. When John heard the front apartment door close he knew he had to make the fifty-fifty decision between sleep and more love games. In an instant the decision was skewed one hundred to zero.

~~~~~

John had also brought down the rest of the bedding to be washed after quickly finding some cool satin sheets in the linen cupboard and quickly remaking Monica�s bed. That was the way for him to save a little face from almost being tempted to sleep rather than be with his woman. If she wanted an all-nighter then he would give her one. It was already after two in the morning, what were a few hours more if it led to a very memorable night. They had the weekend to recover. All he�d had planned for the following two days was some home maintenance, some TV watching and of course his plans for inviting her out at last.

�Is it too late for these?� He held up the wad of bedding.

�I could accommodate you,� she beamed, for a moment having wondered if he had indeed fallen asleep after all. Taking the bedding she arranged it in the washer and closed the lid.

The small basement room was illuminated with one light bulb casting its light where it landed and causing shadows elsewhere. It seemed that management thought most of the washing would be done during the day seeing there were three generous but opaque windows that viewed the street above.

�We�re not disturbing anyone?� John inquired, as the rumble of the old machine was a little loud when all was quiet elsewhere. His face then softened as he approached her, still facing the machine. �About accommodating me,� his arms encircled her frame from behind and she twisted to face him. �You�ve done that a few times tonight.�

�Have you ever had so much fun John?� Her smile lit up her whole face remembering all they had done thus far, all that satisfaction and she still wanted more. �The apartment above here is Mandy�s. She works nights. That�s why I do most of my washing at night, that and it�s usually free at that time.�
�So if we fooled around a bit, no one would disturb us?� John leant in for a small mutual kiss on the lips.

�Highly unlikely.� Monica returned the affection, running her hands down his T-shirt clad back.

Lifting her light frame he placed her in sitting position on the gently vibrating machine and moved his crotch in to hug hers.

�But not improbable.� John grinned as she pulled him even closer using her legs around his hips and her arms over his shoulders.

�Everyone�s asleep John.� The sparkle in her eyes indicated her willingness to be risky. �What kind of fooling around did you have in mind?�

�Oh, I thought you might show me some of those Kama Sutra moves of yours.� His voice rumbled low and sexy. �The Pleasure Pick-Me-Up for starters.�

�Sure you have the stamina?� A lone hand went to his ear and traced a line along the ridge. �That one�s for strong he-men,� she teased as her fingers flipped his ear lobe and noticed him enjoying the sensation.

�Show me!� His assertive voice demonstrated his willingness to use his strength.

�Well, first we need to swap positions.� Monica guided her man backwards enough for her to slip off the machine. �You lean against the washer and lift me up so my legs surround your hips and my feet rest on the lid.�

He manoeuvred just as Monica had described and lifted his woman so that his hands cradled her butt and backs of her thighs. Her arms circled his neck and shoulders.

�Like this?� His face was only centimeters from hers. �I can see the benefits already.� He stole a sweet kiss.

�Only that we�re meant to be naked.� Her lips fell on his again and that time the kiss was longer and more intense, sending her thoughts once again back to Times Square and that very first shared kiss. Their relationship had certainly blossomed since then and the night of fun was testimony to the promise of endless future pleasure in each other�s company.

�Let�s pretend.� John�s lips left hers only momentarily as his hands began squeezing her butt and lifting her as though he was pushing inside. The thought of pretending to make love while fully clothed was exciting and soon they were both well into the role-play.

Suspended above him with his strong arms holding her at his mercy was making her want it for real. She could feel him swell between her legs and the hardness pressing into her was making her body ache once again for him to be thrusting deeply within her.

�John,� she whispered. �I want you.�

�Here?� His lips swept over hers as his hand slipped under the material of her track pants, feeling over the soft naked flesh underneath.

�Fuck me again John,� she implored just as there was an audible gasp and a fleeting apology coming from halfway down the basement stairs.

�.

Both thinking the proverbial expletive, Monica dismounted to go after the person who had luckily not come in a little later when they would have been in more of an embarrassing situation.

�Who was that?� John adjusted his jeans, which were feeling a little uncomfortable.

�That was Mandy, she must have the night off.� Monica also pulled up the rim of her pants. �I�ll go talk to her. Wait for me?�

John just nodded compliance as he saw his girl move up the basement stairs.

�Mandy!� Monica called just as her friend was about to close her apartment door. �I�m sorry about what you saw. We didn�t think you were home.�

�The restaurant owners are in Europe for a few weeks.� Mandy kept the door open only a fraction. �I thought he was your work partner.�

�He is.� Monica lowered her eyes as she confessed. She had been on the verge of telling her friend that she was romantically involved but since not seeing so much of him after hours she had decided to keep it clandestine for the time being.

�Well why�?� Mandy seemed to choke on the rest of the sentence, half wanting and not wanting to pose it. �I really don�t blame you. He�s a very eligible catch.�

�Mandy, there�s something wrong.� Monica noticed the faraway soulful look in her friend�s eyes.

�I just thought that seeing your were partners�� Again she posed an incomplete question. �Look Monica, I�m sorry for disturbing you, I just thought you might have been alone and wanted to chat.�

�I�m sorry,� Monica repeated. �Come out for coffee with me tomorrow and we can talk?�

Mandy half smiled and slowly closed the door as Monica moved away on her way back to her lover. She had wanted to spend the day with John but an hour of the day apart while he went to fill an overnight bag would recharge both their batteries.

�Phew, that was close!� John laughed as he once again took his woman in his arms. �How much did she see and hear?�

�Enough to know we are sleeping together.� Monica half grinned, not sure how much to tell John about Mandy�s obvious fascination for her studly partner. �I promised her I�d take her for coffee and talk.�

�So you want me to go home tomorrow, I mean today?� His gaze fell on her smiling eyes.

�Only if it�s to get provisions for the weekend for two I have planned.� Her lips neared his, tasting the delicious texture.

�So it�s true,� he grinned showing a rare glimpse of his teeth. �You�re trying to kill me with sex. I could think of worse ways to die.�

�Speaking of sex,� It was Monica�s turn to widely grin. �I see you have renewed energy.� She placed the flat of her hand on his crotch and began moving it in slow circles, feeling it instantly harden.

�Only for you,� he growled as he fingered her hair and brought her face closer for another kiss.

�Upstairs this time,� she whispered between his lips. �We don�t want Mandy getting any more jealous.� Taking him by the hand she led him up the steps.

�What does that mean?� John asked but Monica let him ponder as he walked just a step behind her.

�..

John just watched as his lover moved two couch chairs closer together and then flipped off her simple footwear.  He wanted desperately to touch her but knew she had something mind-blowing in store.

�This position is called The Sofa Spread-Eagle,� she finally confessed as she took his hand and moved him closer to her creation. �I stand with a foot on each of these two chairs and we make love standing up.� As she explained, she climbed into location.

�I like it!� He took a step forward and ran his hands over her butt and thighs as he moved into position facing her. �But aren�t we just a little too clothed for this to work?� Fingertips could be felt tugging away at the band of her track pants and moving under the fabric with supersexy stealth. Giving her a taste of what was to come he began squeezing her butt cheeks and moving his massive crotch between her open legs.

�Oh, god!� The words fell from her lips as he touched parts of her she had often dreamed about. With her arms resting over his shoulders she let him lead. �Take me John! Do what you want with me!�

�If you insist.� His fingers went deeper between her legs, opening them even wider. When those fingers touched high up on her inner thigh she thought she would lose it all so quickly, even though she was still clothed, nevertheless, with no underwear. Inching the fabric over her hips he let one leg out of the material and then the other, slowly and sensually building up the pressure cooker within her.

�My god!� Monica moaned as his fingers trailed along her bare inner thighs taking an eternity to reach back to her hot passion.

�I�m going to fuck you hard this time.� He growled as he quickly unzipped his pants letting them fall around his ankles together with his briefs.

�Yes! Yes! Please!� Monica groaned as she felt the tip of his penis massage along her slick axis.

Without any more warning he thrust in hard followed by a few grunts as her groans matched his with every forceful inward action. Feeling him holding much of her weight with his hand under her thighs made her even hotter for him. She�d imagined him being strong enough to hold her weight during sex but to feel it for real was so erotic and head spinning.

�Keep talking. Let me know what you�re feeling.� It was a surprise to hear what John had requested but maybe he�d read a part of the magazine that talked about the turn on of dirty talk during sex.

�Keep doing that with your fingers.� Maybe he hadn�t noticed that the small movement of his fingertips on the soft delicate flesh of her inner thigh was driving her to carnal distraction. �Ooooh, it�s so-oo good,� she groaned louder letting her head fall back.

�You feel wonderful.� He rumbled as he took her lips and kissed her as hard as he was pounding below.

Monica was losing her balance but immediately felt him take her weight, helping her to concentrate on his hard-on sensually stroking her G-spot.

�Oooh John,� she almost squeaked the words as the flow began. This time she was coming before him. The ride was perfection itself. In the strong arms of her lover she gave into him totally. Letting her internal well stream, she consciously relaxed her inner muscles to heighten the already furious, lengthy orgasm.

�That feel good?� Still working his monument in a mad rhythm his eyes closed tightly shut as he gushed out his love for her.

�Give me more baby. Come deep inside me.� Monica felt him push in the deepest ever and then stay static as he pulsed out even extra. They had to stay that way for a long time. Any movement would have them both toppling over. Their energy was spent, their muscles weak but they both revelled in the feel of being so close.

�Oh Monica.� John finally managed a few words. �That was fucking hot.�

�Sure was.� Monica�s head lifted from where it had rested on John�s shoulder and looked into his adoring eyes. �We still have more of the Kama Sutra to try.�

�You�re friggin� kidding me,� he laughed as he gently lowered his lover to the floor. �Want a shower first?�

It was Monica�s turn to chortle at his lighthearted response.

�Let�s just lie in bed and talk for a while.� She picked up her pants and walked towards the bedroom door expecting John to follow her.

�..

�What do you want to talk about?� John asked as his lover spooned up against his weary post sex body.

�Hmm, you feel good.� She nestled in further with her back to him, letting his protective arms engulf her. Monica felt precious contentment there in bed in his embrace. There would be plenty of time for a shower later. She wanted the memory of him still inside her as well as around her.

�So do you.� His breath fell on her ear making her smile satisfaction. Sex with John was perfection itself. She could see him rising to any feat she introduced, the prospects of which excited her.

�John, when do you think we should come clean at work?� Monica didn�t want to break the mood but it was an ideal time to discuss what needed to be decided and soon. �I mean, it�s only a matter of time before Brad puts the pieces together knowing I�ve had male company tonight.�

�You think he�d make trouble for us?�

�Not trouble as such but waves maybe. I think we should tell Skinner before he finds out the hard way.� Her hand slid over his as it rested on her stomach. �At least if Skinner is forewarned, if Brad were to go directly to Kersh with ,he assistant director would have time to think of a comeback.�

�I suppose I saw this coming.� John rubbed his face in Monica�s soft hair, speaking softly into her ear. �Right from when I asked you to New York I knew if you came then it would change everything. If you still want me I�m prepared for anything.�

�What do you mean if I still want you?� Monica swivelled in his arms to become face to face. �Of course I want you John. Why do you think I planned all this? This is not a one night stand of a relationship we have here.�

�It�s not?� he smiled and teased. �So you did plan all this even down to the magazine, the candles, oils, the box of tricks in your bedside draw?� He looked over to the edge of the bed with a twinkle in his gaze and chuckled. �Seeing we�re coming clean here, where does Dana fit into all this?�

�She could tell I was in love.� Her voice softened as she said the last word. �I didn�t need to tell her whom, she knew. When she found out about our long weekend in New York and that we haven�t had much time to be together romantically since, she told me to go for it. She had waited too long and gone through too much with Mulder. I suppose that�s why she sent the champagne and �that� booklet.�

�I�ll see Dana in a different light from now on,� he chortled. �Making out she was interested in me, my ass.�

�So it�s agreed, we�ll talk to Skinner and see where it leads us.� Her voice lowered. �John, I know this will work, there�s no doubt in my heart.�

His hand travelled down her back drawing her closer if that were possible.

�I know too. It�s the surest I�ve been my whole life.� At that point he leant in for a sealing kiss. After a languid few minutes they rested back just gazing at each other, smiling. All of a sudden a small furrow appeared on John�s brow. �That key, that�s the biggest mystery. You knew about it being in that file, you probably placed it there yourself for the bit of fun you received, but you keep telling me it�s not yours. Then whose is it?�

Monica rested back with a half grin.

�To tell you the truth I didn�t know whose it was until a short time ago. I found it on your desk at work and when I saw the tag I thought it was mine. Goodness knows why except it had Bennett Avenue written on it. I tried it in all the locks in this apartment but when it didn�t fit I didn�t think any more of it.�

�It�s Mandy�s?� John deduced where she was heading. �She put it on my desk?�

�And there was probably a note to go with it that we�ll find Monday morning. Probably blew off the desk. So John, you have a real secret admirer after all.� A big smile returned. �I think her shock at seeing us in the basement laundry was bigger than we first suspected.�

�Want me to talk to her?� The small furrow remained.

�I�ll be open with her over coffee tomorrow.� The backs of her fingers ran gently over his jaw. �I�ve been dying to tell someone else about us.� She took in a breath and then rolled over to switch off the bedside light. �I�ll break it gently to her.�

�What about the all nighter?� John questioned as his eyes became used to the dark and he could once again make out his bed partner�s sweet features.

�I think the night has already been memorable enough, don�t you think John?� She stole a quick kiss on the lips and then rolled to face the opposite direction, once again spooning into his warm naked body. �Besides, I have big plans for us for the weekend.�

�That�s funny because so do I.� John whispered as he pulled back a wisp of hair and kissed her ear.

�Then I think the weekend might be even more memorable than New York.� Her hand slid back over his as it rested over her abdomen.

�Maybe so but you have to admit New York was like a fairytale come true.� His hand moved more snugly around her body.

Monica just smiled as her eyelids became heavy and began giving in to sleep. What she had planned after breakfast was the last thing on her mind as her head lay comfortably on the pillow.

The End
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