I know, I know, a lot of you thought I'd never finish this story. This last chapter has been sitting on my computer for so long! I'm truly sorry about that, I hope you'll enjoy it just the same.

Thanks to Stayce for all her help and support!

Smut Warning!

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"I trust you," I said, biting his earlobe. "Right now, I need to make sure your shower is working…"

A smile spread over his face as he pulled me closer and kissed me. A lot of tongue and hands in the right places. "I better make sure with you," he said when we came up for air.

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The Job

Chapter 3

I glanced from Joe to the staircase. "You'd better put me down…"

Do I know how to push buttons or what? If you want to be held tighter, just hint at the possibility they might not be strong enough! Morelli scoffed and tightened his grip on me.

"No way am I gonna let you go now," he said and started climbing the stairs. "It's gonna take a bomb through the window for us to get interrupted this time."

I felt like a bride. Of course I'd known he could easily carry me. Hey, my jeans told me this morning I was a lean 127 lbs! But my reason for egging Joe on was the feeling of his flexing muscles under my hands as he held me and brought us upstairs. I closed my eyes and reveled in the sensation.

Morelli kicked the bathroom door open and put me down in front of the sink. He was right; he'd made it easier for me. Since he was already naked, I didn't have to fight with any buttons or rip his shirt off of him. I could just splay my hands on his muscles as he worked to take my jeans off.

He pulled them down my legs and followed them, dropping to his knees in front of me.

"So where were we?" he asked playfully as he grabbed my ass with both hands and thrust his tongue out.

Oh God! An inch from the Promised Land, that's where he was!!

His tongue followed the outline of the lacey rose on the front of my panties and the combination of warm wetness and scratchy lace rekindled the fire from this afternoon in a heartbeat.

Joe pushed me back until I leaned against the sink, then he hooked his thumb under my panties and pulled them off with one swift move, without removing his tongue for more than a second. I fisted both hands in his hair and pulled him closer to me, throwing my head back. "We were riiiiight there."

I could feel him chuckle against me, the motion sending sparks through my heated body.

Once again I was reminded why all those years ago, girls whispered Joe had a tongue like a lizard. I don't know much about lizards, but Joe could do things with his tongue that were nothing short of magic.

He swirled it around my clit and I could feel my legs buckle; the heat building in my belly, the whole room seemed to tilt.

And then he moved it half an inch to the left and I groaned in frustration. He chuckled again and pulled back, "Not yet, Cupcake."

He dropped butterfly kisses up my belly, French kissed my navel and then kissed his way up until he reached my breasts. "Not even close yet."

I moaned and threw my head back, holding on to Joe for support. He smiled against the fabric of my shirt, moving up and up until his mouth found mine and he parted my lips with his tongue.

His hands slid under my shirt and pulled it up as his tongue outlined my teeth, touched my tongue teasingly for a second. Then he pulled back to get rid of my shirt. Thankfully, he was holding me upright with his other hand; I didn't think my legs would have held me.

As soon as my shirt was over my head, I flung it aside and grabbed Joe's neck, pulling him to me. I barely felt his hand as he expertly removed my bra, but I gasped when he cupped my breast in his other hand and rubbed his thumb over my hard nipple.

"Time to get cleaned up," he whispered and nudged me into the shower.

He adjusted the water until it ran over me in warm cascades, then he took my loofah and squirted some of my shower gel onto it. Working up a lather he grinned at me. "Now, where to start?"

Two could play the teasing game, I decided and lowered myself onto my knees.

"I know where I'll start," I said and took his rock hard cock into my mouth.

He hissed and leaned back against the stall. I sucked and licked my way up his cock and back down again until I had his whole length in my mouth.

"Cupcake, I'm not gonna last long if you keep this up," he panted.

"We have all night, I'll give you time to recuperate in between," I said, smiling up at him.

I ran my tongue over the tip, tasting him. Joe groaned. I enjoyed the feeling of power, to have such control over him.

His hands on the back of my head tightened and I reluctantly released his cock. I didn't want it to end that soon, so instead, I repeated Joe's torture from earlier, running my tongue up his belly and planting kisses up his chest until I found his mouth.

Our tongues met and Joe was back in control. He put his strong hands on my hips, lifting me up easily.

I gasped into his mouth when he entered me, his length filling me. Joe smiled.

"Hold very still for a sec…"

I had to laugh and he moaned. "Too late…" He leaned me against the wall and pounded into me, driving me crazier with every thrust.

I was amazed when after what seemed like seconds I could feel the orgasm build deep within me. When Joe's breathing became ragged and he thrust into me one last time, calling my name, I followed him over the edge, my legs encircled around his waist and my hands holding on to his shoulders like a drowning swimmer. I know I shouted something but I couldn't hear my own voice over the blood rushing in my ear.

The water was cold when Joe lowered his hands and I slid to the floor slowly. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me tight. He reached out to shut off the water but didn't let go of me. We stood like that until our breathing returned to normal. "I think it's safe to say the shower is inworking order," he said softly.

Joe took a step back and I held on to the shower rod for support. He grinned.

"Want me to get my cuffs?" he asked with a glance at my hand curled around the shower rod.

I smiled. "Yes, but I have much better use for them," I said and wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him.

He chuckled as he reached around me to grab a big bath towel off the rack on the wall. Wrapping it around both of us, he hugged me tightly to him.

When we were dried off we stepped out of the tub. Joe let his eyes wander over my body. "You know, since we're already naked…" he jerked his chin in the direction of the bedroom.
"Would be a shame to waste good nakedness," I agreed.

He grinned and picked me up. "My thoughts exactly."

The End