A very steamy fanfic by Courtney.
I can't stop
The way I feel
Things you do
Don't seem real
Tell you what I got in mind
'Cause we're runnin' out of time
Won't you ever set me free
This waiting' 'round's killin�' me
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
I can't get any rest
People say
I'm obsessed
Everything that's serious lasts
But to me there's no surprise
What I have, fatal last truth
Things go wrong, they always do
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
Luis sighed and opened the door to the cottage, his entire body aching as he attempted to balance the paperwork he had brought home from the station in his left arm. His other arm bore a large bouquet of roses, the fragrant blooms tickling his nose as he shifted them to keep the papers from spilling all over the floor. He gritted his teeth and raised his left leg, kicking the door shut as he stumbled inside the cottage.
He swore loudly as darkness greeted him, and he smacked into the railing. He could see only a few candles flickering from various spots around the room. Sheridan was nowhere in sight.
�Sheridan?� he called, waiting for a reply. �Sheridan, baby, where are you?� After the day he had had, he needed a hug from his wife. He swore again as he took another step and tripped over something in his path, sending the papers sprawling as he clutched the flowers against him. He set the roses down on the table nearest the door, and he bent down to see what was the cause of his almost-spill. Luis frowned as his fingers located one of Sheridan�s heels.
He flicked on the lights and studied the shoe carefully, raising an eyebrow cryptically at something protruding from the toe. He slid out a rolled up piece of paper, his curiosity piqued. His fingers deftly unrolled the slip, his eyes scanning Sheridan�s familiar looping script.
One down, nine to go�, it read. Luis felt a smile immediately spring to his face. She was at it again.
�Sheridan, baby, what are you up to?� he exclaimed softly, grinning broadly as he folded the paper and slipped it into the breast pocket of his uniform. He descended the few stairs into the living room, shaking his head as his eyes settled on the other shoe a few feet in front of him.
He picked up the shoe and turned it upside down, shaking free the piece of paper that awaited him.
Don�t even think about cheating at this game, Lopez-Fitzgerald. Eight more. In order. Those are the rules.
Luis laughed heartily. Sheridan and her rules�but really, how would she know if he cheated? He didn�t see her anywhere. Still, he decided, it would be more fun to play along. God only knew what Sheridan had planned for him at the end of the trail of clues. He collected the shoes in the crook of his right arm, adding this paper to the other one already in his pocket. Where to look next?
He spotted something out of the corner of his eye draped over the edge of the couch. He smirked triumphantly as he realized what they were, deducing that naturally, Sheridan would have shed her clothes in some type of order.
His fingers seized the silky material of the stockings, enjoying the feel of it against his skin. He carefully removed the paper pinned to them and read it, amusement etched on his face.
I can feel your strong hands on my thighs, unhooking these as you slide them down my legs ever so slowly�
Luis groaned and imagined grazing his palms over the smooth skin of her toned legs, his hands nimbly working their way up the bare flesh. His pulse had quickened noticeably at the thought of touching her, and the rest of his body began to respond accordingly. His eyes eagerly scanned the room for the next discarded item.
He thought he spied something on the other side of the chair closest to the kitchen. He balled up the stockings and stuffed them inside one of the shoes, placing the latest clue with the others. Upon closer inspection, Luis noticed the lacy object was in fact, what he should have been looking for next. He snatched the black garter belt from the floor, revealing another note underneath.
I�ve got you hooked, don�t I? Keep searching, Officer�You�re halfway home.
Luis snickered at his wife�s attempt at a pun. He plucked his fingers at the hooks on the garter belt. �Cute, Sheridan. Real cute.� He could picture the wicked smile on her gorgeous face as she wrote those words. He knew she was most likely lying in the bedroom, waiting for him, laughing to herself as she forced him to jump through hoop after hoop.
He furrowed his brow as he read the neat cursive again. Halfway home�that would mean this was clue number 5. He shook his head, counting the two shoes, and the pair of stockings�seven. Where was six?
He tried to think about all the times he watched Sheridan undress for him. He scolded himself for his mind always being elsewhere�what the hell came off before the garter belt? Glancing down, he rolled his eyes and chided himself for his incredible ignorance.
Her silk skirt was lying on the seat of the chair. Of course she had to remove her skirt before she could get to what was under the skirt. Following Sheridan�s command implicitly, he withdrew the last paper from his pocket and replaced it on the floor with the garter belt, hiding the next clue, no doubt. Luis� fingers glided over the thin material, drawing it back to reveal the note.
Do you think the skin beneath this is as smooth and soft as the material itself? Wouldn�t you like to find out?
Another groan escaped his throat, and his arousal throbbed as he imagined his lips grazing over her satiny skin, blazing trails all over her body, exploring every square inch of her with his tongue. He needed to speed this search up.
A sweater probably would be next, he thought logically. He walked around to the back of the chair and frowned, being greeted by nothing but the wooden floor. Shaking his head, he strolled towards the rear of the room, smiling to himself when he saw Sheridan�s shirt crumpled in a heap behind the couch. He picked it up and felt the delicate fabric between his palms, locating the piece of paper balled up within the soft folds.
I�d much rather have had your expert fingers undoing these buttons, one by one, easing this off my shoulders�keep looking. You�re getting closer�
Luis could feel his mouth gliding over the gentle slopes of her shoulder, along her slender collarbone and up the column of her throat, kissing her neck hungrily as he worked the sweater off her upper body, exposing more skin to his heated embrace. His body was rebelling, unable to think about anything else but Sheridan.
A few feet away, he saw another mass of material, smaller than that of the sweater. He grabbed for the camisole and slipped the silky chemise under his arm with the rest of Sheridan�s discarded items. He crouched down and unfolded the note that still lay on the floor.
One, two, three�you�ll soon see me�
�A poet you are not, my dear,� Luis snorted, laughing to himself as he scanned the room eagerly for the remaining articles of clothing. He saw the trail leading towards the bedroom, and he stumbled in his eagerness, lunging to grab the lacy panties and bra, ignoring the notes that accompanied each completely. He�d read them later, he justified. Right now, all he wanted to do was find Sheridan and make wild, passionate love to her. She could not possibly know the effects her little striptease game were having on his senses.
He did a quick count of the items in his arms, crinkling his brow when the tally ended at nine. What the hell else could she have taken off? His heart began to thud against his ribcage when he spied something lying in the hallway just outside the bedroom door. He picked up the small black piece of satin between his fingers and swallowed as he read the note pinned to it.
Brace yourself and bring this inside�
Luis smiled widely and twisted the doorknob, sucking in a breath as the vision Sheridan presented him with came into view. Candles flickered in every corner of the room, casting a soft glow in the air. Red and white rose petals were scattered all over the floor, reflecting the candlelight that danced from the burning flames. His eyes finally settled on the bed and his senses kicked into overdrive as he drank in the sight of her.
Sheridan lay on the bed, wearing nothing but a smile, and when she met his desire filled eyes, her smile widened, and she curled her finger coyly, beckoning him to come closer. Luis wasn�t sure his feet would function, but he managed to move one in front of the other and stagger to where she was waiting for him.
�I take it you like what your little scavenger hunt rewarded you with,� she murmured throatily, her eyes twinkling lasciviously as her fingers trailed over the bulge in his pants. Luis nodded slowly, groaning as her hand stroked him through the coarse material of his uniform.
�Uh huh,� he croaked, closing his eyes as his arousal continued to increase ten fold. Sheridan smiled triumphantly and brought a finger up to his lips.
�Good. You can throw those clothes over there. Just hold on to that last item,� she instructed firmly, licking her lips in anticipation as Luis followed her orders.
�What is this for?� Luis demanded, waving the black satin above her head. Sheridan giggled and shook her head.
�You�re a smart man, Officer. Figure it out,� she teased. He furrowed his brow and placed a hand on either one of her shoulders.
�I don�t want to figure it out,� he breathed softly. �I want you, Sheridan. Stop tormenting me�I followed the rules, now I want to make love to my wife. Is there a problem with that?�
�Oh yeah,� she nodded. �A big problem. See, I have more rules. And to keep playing this game, they require you to put that blindfold on. Now.� The sultry tone of her voice sent shivers down Luis� spine, and his blood began to pump faster through his veins, heightened by his need for her. Catching the gleam in her glittering blue eyes, Luis moaned and quickly fastened the blindfold over his eyes, soon enveloping himself in darkness.
�Good,� Sheridan praised, waving a hand in front of his eyes. When he didn�t flinch or make a movement, she sat back on her heels and moistened her lips again. �Come here,� she pleaded, her voice light and airy. Luis took two steps forward, feeling his knees come into contact with the edge of the bed. Sheridan�s fingers flew to the buttons on his uniform, and she fumbled with them, tugging at them insistently. He helped her shrug the shirt off his shoulders, and Sheridan�s hands immediately found the bottom of the t-shirt he wore underneath, pulling it roughly up and over his head.
�Sheridan,� he moaned, bolts of electricity surging through his nerves. Her boldness had him so hot and bothered, he didn�t know if he was going to be able to withstand whatever it was she had in store for him.
Her hands grazed down the smooth contours of his chest, tracing each and every well-defined muscle on their journey down towards his belt. She quickly unfastened his holster, setting it carefully on the nightstand and undid his belt, freeing it from the loops and throwing it aside.
�Officer,� she purred. �I didn�t tell you you could draw your weapon,� she teased, dragging down his pants and squeezing him through the thin material of his boxer shorts. Luis groaned and bucked his hips. He heard her giggle.
�I can�t help it. You�re a dangerous woman,� he replied with a grin. He groped for her in his state of momentary blindness, but Sheridan caught his hands and placed them at his side.
�You don�t touch until I tell you to, got it?� she hissed firmly. Luis� pulse sped up, and he bit his lower lip.
�Got it,� he replied. He felt Sheridan easing his boxer shorts down, and she urged him to lift his legs and step out of the pants and shorts that were now pooled at his ankles. He heard Sheridan moan her approval, and her fingers ever so slightly brushed over his erection, her touch igniting a smoldering fire within him.
�C�mere�lie down. Easy,� she whispered, helping him creep up onto the bed. Luis� entire body trembled with anticipation. She was absolutely driving him insane.
�Sheridan, what are you doing?� he asked softly after several minutes of lying perfectly still. A low growl escaped from deep in his throat as he felt something soft tickle the soles of his feet. Sheridan grinned as he twitched from the contact. She continued to roll the rose petal along the lines of his foot, up his ankle and across his muscular calf. Luis writhed beneath the touch. �What is that, baby?�
�Wouldn�t you like to know,� she whispered tauntingly into his ear, her tongue darting inside the crevices of his earlobe, nipping gently with her teeth as she raked a fingernail along his leg. He shuddered and arched his back off the bed. Sheridan smiled lazily, enjoying watching him respond to her ministrations. She moved the petal up his inner thigh, listening to Luis exhale as it traveled up the length of his arousal. He squirmed and bit his lip again as the feather light strokes grazed the tip of him. The fire she had lit was threatening to consume him, and he knew she had only just begun her slow, sweet torture.
He groaned as he felt her warm, wet tongue circle him once before her mouth enveloped him, her tongue swirling sensuously over the sensitive flesh. Her nails dug into his thighs, and his hands found her head, threading his fingers encouragingly through her hair as she began a gentle sucking motion. Luis gasped and gulped greedily for air as Sheridan took him in and out of her mouth.
He sat straight up, hearing her yelp with surprise as he slipped from her mouth. Luis tore off the blindfold.
�Luis!� Sheridan protested, her lower lip protruding in a playful pout. He cupped her chin in his hands and pressed a finger against her lips.
�You, Mrs. Lopez-Fitzgerald, are incredible. But I can�t take it any longer. I need you�I need to see those beautiful eyes looking into mine�I need to see every curve of your amazing body as I touch you. I�m invoking my privileges as an officer of the law, and breaking your rules.� Sheridan stared back at him, her breathing slowing and becoming more labored. �Forgive me,� he whispered, capturing her lips with his, kissing her with increased fervor. Sheridan responded eagerly, slipping her tongue inside his mouth, drawing his tongue against hers. Luis� hands found her waist, and he shifted their bodies carefully so she was positioned right above his straining erection.
�Luis,� she moaned, throwing her head back as his palms covered her breasts. �Please�make love to me. Make love to me now,� she begged. Luis kneaded her breasts in his hands, feeling their weight against his palms. Sheridan lowered her head and locked her gaze on his, looking at him through passion-drugged eyes. Luis smiled at her and eased her down on him, thrusting up as he filled her completely. Sheridan moaned at the intimate contact between their bodies, coupled with the heady sensation his fingers were sending through her aching breasts.
Luis raised himself slightly and trailed his tongue along the bottom curve of her breast. His tongue flicked over the nipple languidly, urging it into a tight peak against his lips. Sheridan sighed and tightened her leg muscles around him as he continued to thrust upwards in a steady rhythm. His mouth finally engulfed her breast, sucking lightly and smiling as Sheridan�s chest heaved more with each ragged breath she took.
�God, Luis,� she cried, descending on him for a heated kiss. Their mouths moved in synch over each other, their tongues dueling and exploring the other with thoroughness. �God, yes!� she screamed before his mouth covered hers once more.
Luis knew Sheridan was quickly reaching her breaking point. He knew she wouldn�t be able to fight her climax much longer. He bucked his hips roughly and increased his pace, thrusting with more dominance and insistence. Sheridan screamed and clutched at his hips, clenching her eyes shut as Luis sent her spiralling over the edge.
As she came above him, Luis reached his own climax, moaning her name as his body shuddered beneath her. Sheridan�s body continued to spasm as Luis eased her through each wave of pleasure before she finally collapsed against his chest, sweat beading at her forehead and mingling with his own as she laid her head in the crook of his arm.
�I like coming home to a greeting like that,� Luis murmured against her hair, pressing a kiss into the crown of her head. Sheridan smiled and nestled against him, her arm draping over his abdomen lazily.
�Did you have a rough day?�
�I can�t remember,� he laughed, his thumb grazing her cheek lovingly. �I forgot all about it the moment I walked in that front door.�
�That was the idea,� Sheridan whispered. Luis grinned.
�You always know just what I need, don�t you?�
�I try. I�ve been taking classes,� she giggled.
�I should thank your teacher,� he teased. Sheridan gave him a sweet smile.
�What a coincidence. That�s me too.� Luis lifted her chin to him and moved his mouth urgently over hers. Sheridan moaned and melted into the kiss.
�Well then, thank you, Mrs. Lopez-Fitzgerald,� he said when she finally broke the kiss.
�So, shall I go whip up something for dinner?� she offered, a wicked gleam in her eyes.
�Don�t go ruining the moment now,� he laughed. �Why don�t we get dressed and I�ll take you somewhere nice.� Sheridan bit her lip and looked him up and down, her eyes gleaming appreciatively.
�Ah, but here, there�s no dress code. There�s no dress at all,� she added. Luis laughed.
�Okay, okay. You win. We�ll go make something together.� Sheridan nodded her approval and climbed down off the bed, extending her hand to him and lacing her fingers through his.
�Hey, baby?� Luis murmured, drawing her to him from behind, leaning his chin on her shoulder.
�Yeah?� He nibbled at her ear with his teeth.
�What did the last two notes say? I never did read them�I was too anxious to get to you,� he admitted sheepishly.
�Oh, they were blank,� Sheridan confessed, an amused smile on her face. �I knew you wouldn�t read them. The blindfold�that I knew you�d read out of sheer curiosity.� She grinned knowingly. �And I was right, wasn�t I?�
�That you were. You know me too well,� he whispered, suckling her neck. Sheridan brought her hand up to caress the nape of his neck as his mouth searched her skin eagerly.
�I�ve taught myself well,� she declared proudly, squealing with delight as he scooped her into his arms and laid her down on the bed again. Dinner would have to wait.
The End!!