In a Heartbeat
When they woke in each other's arms, they knew it wasn't a dream. JJ looked into her face, his expression solemn.
"Regrets, Admiral Hamilton?"
"Not one, Colonel Meadows, not one."
"Where do we go from here?"
"First, to the shower so you can take advantage of my sweet disposition and have your way with me," he told her, sucking at the hollow of her neck.
"Sweet disposition? Who are you and what have you done with the horny sailor I spent the night with?"
JJ grinned. He liked being a horny sailor.
"Then, enough breakfast sustenance so that we don't have to take the time to eat later and I can ravish you." He scooted down to her belly and tickled her navel with his tongue. "Then another shower..."
"Your water bill is going to be very high this month," she chuckled, trying to push him away from her belly and closer to the heat she was generating between her thighs.
"...Followed by a discussion of what we're going to do for the remainder of our time off," he continued, ignoring her efforts to push his head further down her body.
"How much time off do you have?" she gasped as his hands stroked the backs of her raised thighs.
"As much time as I want," he murmured, kissing her folds, causing her to arch her hips up and closer to his mouth.
"Unless there's a national emergency and the Secretary of the Navy needs you," she moaned with pleasure as his lips wandered over her more sensitive flesh.
"Unless there's a national emergency," he agreed, ending the discussion to sample her sweetness.
She *did* ravish him in the shower - sinking to her knees almost as soon as they entered the stall - loving him with her mouth. JJ leaned against the tiled wall, his hands in her hair, his body lost in the sensations. When he knew he was close, he pulled her up into his arms and pushed into her, filling her.
"Ollie, my sweet Ollie, you are so hot, so... you feel so good... so very good," he groaned, his powerful hips thrusting in and out of her.
"Now, JJ," she cried, suddenly caught on a wave of pleasure and climbing... climbing... until her body tensed, her limbs tightening around his body... and then collapsed against him, lost in the pleasure he had given her.
His loud roar reverberated around the shower walls when he poured his seed into her and he continued to hold her against him while his lungs recovered.
Later, they couldn't remember if they had washed - only knowing that they had touched and loved and that was all that mattered. Each hour together was precious and the time was passing too swiftly.
They were both eager to spend the remainder of their three weeks off together but not anywhere in the DC area. "We could go to your beach house in Hilton Head," Ollie suggested as they finished a large breakfast.
"I'd like to spend some time alone with you at my beach house," JJ replied. "But I think, given our current circumstances, we should go somewhere else - somewhere no one knows us and no one would think of looking for us."
Ollie put a hand on his arm, rubbing a finger across his skin. "JJ?" She looked directly into his eyes. "I want to keep what we have for as long as I can. I'm giving serious consideration to turning my cell phone off."
He nodded. "I can't do that, Ollie. I'm a flag officer. I..."
"I know. I understand."
"Did you tell anyone what you'd be doing on your leave?"
"No, no one."
"So your cell phone is your only connection to headquarters?"
"If I was in the office, I'd want to be able to reach you if I needed you, Ollie," he said softly, his palm grazing her cheek.
"You want me to leave it on," she murmured, turning her cheek into his hand, kissing the palm.
"Yes, please," he said, his mouth bending toward hers, his lips covering hers, his arms pulling her to him, content now that their bodies were touching.
"Where do you think we should go? Europe?"
"I've got an idea," he said softly, rubbing his cheek back and forth over hers. "Let me make a couple of calls."
"I'll have to go home and pack," she reminded him.
"No, you won't. We'll get whatever you need when we get there."
"Gonna surprise you," he grinned, pinching her butt. "Is it too soon to work off some of this breakfast?"
"You really are a horny sailor, aren't you?" she laughed as he swooped her up into his arms and headed for the bedroom.
"I get to be on top," she yelled when he dropped her on the bed.
"The hell you are, jarhead!" he barked, landing on top of her and holding her down with his weight.
"Just wait, squid," she growled, her arms around his neck and her legs around his hips, already squeezing him. "I'll catch you when you least expect me to and I'll ravish you."
"Promise?" he grinned.
"Promise," she laughed. "Now kiss me, sir."
"Yes, ma'am," he laughed softly and ended the discussion.
They lay on their sides, their limbs still tangled together, and their breathing almost back to normal. Ollie's hand rested on his chest, her fingers stroking him, and giving serious thought to licking the dampness there.
JJ had an arm around her back, his hand slipping over her silky skin, the tips of his fingers teasing the top of her butt. His other hand caressed her hip and lingered there before moving down the back of her thigh. "Ollie," he whispered. "I knew we would be good together; I didn't know we would be this good."
"I can only give you so much, JJ."
"What do you mean?" he asked softly, his hand moving to cup her cheek, looking directly at her.
"I mean... I'm not good with relationships. All my past ones have been a disaster - a total disaster. You can't expect..."
His cell phone chirped. "Damnation! This better not be... Hamilton!" he barked, picking up the phone that he had placed on the nightstand.
Ollie bit her lip so she wouldn't laugh. She knew whoever was on the other end was in for it.
"Yes," he said to the person on the other end of the line. "I'm having a wonderful time. Don't call me again unless it's a national emergency." He snapped the phone shut and shook his head. "Why me?"
Ollie laughed. "Why not you?" She kneeled behind him, her arms going around his neck. "I could use a shower now."
"Me, too," he chuckled, holding onto her arms as he stood, Ollie hanging off his naked back. He shrugged his shoulders, rolling his muscles, teasing her breasts, her soft nipples turning hard as they pressed into his flesh.
They remembered to wash each other first - hands lathering limbs and soft breasts and hard muscles - interspersing kisses and soft touches, fingers teasing, hands rubbing - mouths open, tasting. It was sensuous and slow and satisfying. It was sweet and tender and loving.
It was a beginning.