In a Heartbeat
Part Twelve
by sarAdora

Ollie lay on her side and leaned over the bed to watch JJ finish the rest of his exercise routine on the floor. He had completed two hundred push-ups, two hundred stomach crunches and two hundred squats. He was perspiring and Ollie wondered what he'd do if she got on the floor with him and licked the film of moisture from his skin.

Probably read me the riot act,  she thought, licking her lips. It would be worth it,  her conscience nudged. Uh-huh.

Out of the corner of his eye, JJ saw her leg slide over the side of the bed. "Uh-uh, not this time, Colonel," he said softly, rising and going into the bathroom and straight to the shower. He had to cool down - he was overheated in more ways than one.

She heard the water running and debated joining him in the shower. Surprise!  she grinned, then thought better of it. Maybe not.

JJ was surprised she was asleep when he came out of the shower. He had purposely exercised until he drained most of his energy. Lying next to her all night would have been too much to cope with unless he was too tired to do anything but sleep. He lay next to her and turned his back. He hoped the lights would dim soon - they both had a pretty rough day and could use a little sleep. Tomorrow, I'll check my theory,  he thought as he drifted off to sleep.


The warmth of her breath on his neck roused him. In his half-sleep state, he was aware that her soft breasts pressing into his chest felt right. His hand moved down - there was a silky thigh draped over his lower abdomen and he let his palm glide over it, savoring its smoothness. He turned toward the sleeping woman in his arms - not certain if he was dreaming or if he was really holding her - and very much afraid to find out. He wanted to cherish the memory, regardless of whether it was real.

His arm tightened around her and she sighed, happy she was dreaming of him again. She snuggled into his neck, the raw masculine scent of him comforting and sensuous and... right. He felt right. His arms around her felt right. The warmth of him felt right. She wondered where the dream would take her this time. She could feel his erection under her calf and smiled, happy she could feel his desire for her. She reached down to stroke him and... opened her eyes.

I'm *not* dreaming,  she froze in place, her hand still over the hardness between his thighs, her palm stilled in mid-stroke. He hasn't moved - he must be asleep.  She relaxed. If he wakes up, he's going to throttle me.  Slowly, very slowly, Ollie let her hand slide back up his body until it rested on his chest. Close call, Marine,  she breathed again, determined to enjoy the feel of his body next to hers for as long as she could.

He willed his body to remain still when he felt her hand move down his body and stroke him. I'm *not* dreaming. Ollie knows I wouldn't tolerate... She must be asleep and dreaming.  He groaned. He didn't know how much more he could take. She's so soft and...  He felt her hand move back to his chest and sighed softly, certain she was asleep and dreaming. He turned her onto her back with her head on his shoulder and took deep, even breaths, willing his body to calm.

Ollie turned her head so her cheek lay on his upper arm, relieved he had turned in his sleep. She couldn't face much more of his temper - she was worn out.

Considering the day's events, their forced intimacy and circumstances, both slept well. Neither felt constrained enveloped in each other's arms - both semi-aware they weren't dreaming - each holding on to the other to cherish the memory. They woke within seconds of each other.

Ollie didn't know which sensation was the most heated - his hand palming her breast - his morning erection pressed against her butt or his very warm lips kissing the back of her neck. She lay perfectly still savoring the moment... until his fingers teased her nipple and she sighed with pleasure.

JJ thought it was a perfect dream. Ollie was in his arms - her body was soft and warm and her breast filled his hand. He kissed the back of her neck and squeezed her breast intending to turn her over and make love to her. He felt her sigh and he smiled, knowing she would yield to him.

"Olivia," he murmured softly. "My sweet Olivia. Gonna love you now," his hand slid down her belly and felt the heat between her thighs. "Olivia..."

"Admiral Hamilton!" she barked.

JJ opened his eyes, instantly aware of where he was and who was in his arms and where his hands were. Shoot me now! he groaned and pulled away from her.

Ollie jumped out of bed and into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. She stripped out of her T-shirt and panties and turned on the water, standing under the cold spray. If I let him continue doing what he was doing,  she argued with herself, he'd be even madder when he realized it wasn't a dream and I hadn't stopped him.  The water finally turned hot and she lifted her face to it, the spray cascading over her.

He slid off the bed onto the floor when Ollie went into the bathroom. After fifty fast push-ups, his erection subsided, but his heart continued to pound along with his head. Christ! A migraine! Just what I need!

JJ had a good mind to join her in the shower and just get it over with. I oughta' go in there and... He pictured going into the bathroom, dropping his shorts and just hauling her into his arms. She'd wrap those gorgeous legs around my waist - those luscious breasts would be close enough to kiss - I'd impale her - it'd be the most satisfying...  "Aarrcchh!" he groaned, collapsing on the floor.

That's where she found him when she came out of the bathroom, her hair wrapped in a towel. "Admiral?" She leaned over him, lightly touching the back of his neck. "Are you all right?"

"Perfect," he muttered.

"The bathroom's all yours, sir," she said formally and moved away from him to the other side of the bed.

After he showered, he rinsed his mouth and wondered if there was a toothbrush or a razor around. He doubted it. Both could be used as weapons. Yeah, like they're going to barge in and I'll wave a... hmmm. If I could get them to barge in...  He pondered that a moment. No, they'd just cut the oxygen level - maybe, wear masks - Ollie and I would have to... might be worth a try.

"I'm starving," he announced when he came out of the bathroom. He sat next to Ollie and cupped her chin, making her look at him. "Good morning, Olivia Meadows," he said softly and dropped a kiss on her nose.

What is he doing now?  She looked at him curiously. "Good morning, Admiral Hamilton."

"If I kiss you, will you call me JJ?"


He pulled her onto his lap and tilted her head up. He kissed her throat and then raised his mouth to her lips. "Let me in," he murmured as his tongue pushed between her willing lips and kissed her deeply.

"You learn that in BUD/s school?" she asked breathlessly.

"Mmmm," he agreed. "They prepare you for every possible circumstance." "What's my name?" he asked, his mouth lingering near hers.

"Admiral JJ Hamilton."

He kissed her again, one hand on the back of her neck, the other precariously close to her breast.

"What's my name?"

"Admiral Hamilton, the JAG."

His tongue dipped into her mouth and slowly explored. The hand on the back of her neck squeezed gently, his other hand cupped her breast.

"What's my name?"

"Haven't the slightest idea," Ollie whispered, her arms around his neck. "Keep kissing me."

JJ grinned. Little devil dog's purposely prolonging this. "Call me, JJ," he said softly.

"What's it worth?" she asked as her hand began to rub one of his flat nipples.

JJ shivered. "Do that again," he instructed her.

She did. "Why the change of heart, Admiral?"

"Felt like it."

"Felt like it?" Ollie pulled her head back to look at him. "Where do you get off...?"

"Admiral's privilege, Colonel. Now kiss me again and call me JJ," he said sternly.

"Hot and cold - that's what you are," she muttered. "You call me a cock teaser and then you..."

"Gonna' love you now, Olivia Meadows," he interrupted. "I'm wide awake and I'm gonna' love you now." He slid off the bed onto the floor, pulling her with him.

He made sure he landed on his back, tightened his arms around her, and kissed her deeply. Ollie immediately responded, taking whatever he offered and seemed pleasantly surprised by this turn of events.

~ End Part Twelve ~

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