Title: God Knows By: Tess E-mail: tnv099@aol.com Distribution: Just let me know first Spoilers: Nope Rating: Strong R Content: R Summary: He was tired. God knows he had every reason. This story began as part of a 155 word smut challenge which had to be written in five minutes. Five minutes!! Talk about pressure. I only got about 60 words down on paper in those five minutes. My thanks to Char Chaffin for encouraging me to finish writing it. To Aly for all of her hard work in maintaining a site for my stories. Special thanks to Rafferty for reading it aloud in that sultry southern belle accent and to those members of IWTB who hooted and clapped and cheered while she read it (despite its author's heated blush at hearing her words read aloud) Yikes! If my mother knew... God Knows By: Tess Lord, he's beautiful, she thought. Long and lean, he was stretched out over their bed. The white sheet stood out starkly against his lightly tanned skin. He was tired. God knows he had every reason. She should let him sleep. God knows she had no intention of doing so. She crawled onto the bed and peeled the sheet away from his body... slowly, so slowly. Her lips followed the path of the sheet, trailing over his chest. His body jerked awake as her teeth scraped over his nipple, mouth suckling, biting. "Good morning," she whispered. "Morning," he mumbled sleepily. She pulled the sheet lower still, revealing every delectable inch of his flesh to her hungry eyes. Her warm, wet tongue dipped into his navel before moving on to nip and nibble the tender skin of his stomach. She scratched her fingernails lightly over his hair-roughened thighs, anchoring him and he jackknifed upright as her mouth swooped down, engulfing him. Loving him. He shuddered and buried his fingers in the tangle of her hair that was spilled over his thighs, pushing it away from her flushed cheek so that he could see her face as she devoured him with hungry lips. His legs shifted restlessly against the cool cotton sheets and he bent over her to run one hand over the silken skin of her back, tracing the bumps and ridges of her spine before curling his fingers over the curve of her hip. She raised her head and pressed an open-mouthed kiss to his breastbone and his name escaped her lips on a whispered prayer. He tugged on the hair still tangled in his hand until she lifted her face to him. "Kiss me," he demanded. She curled warm fingers around his straining flesh, her thumb swirling over the sensitive head as her tongue dipped into the corner of his lips. Licking. Tasting. Teasing. The fingers fisted in her hair opened to cup the back of her head and drag her even closer. "Please," he begged. Her lips curved against his mouth and the smile was reflected in her eyes as she stretched up to deepen the kiss. Twin groans filled the air around them and she moved again, this time straddling one of his thighs and grinding the wet heat of her body against his strong leg. She inched forward. Her arms curled around his neck; full breasts were flattened against his muscled chest. A smooth thigh brushed teasingly against his erection and he groaned as his mouth slid from hers to trace a path over the curve of her jaw. Her head fell back; silky tresses tumbled over her shoulders, brushing his hands where they braced her high on her back. She trustingly exposed the delicate column of her throat to him and he obliged by gently sinking his teeth into the place where her pulse beat frantically beneath her ear. He wanted to tumble her onto her back. To part her legs and sink deep, deep inside of her. But she was in control and he wouldn't take that from her. Instead, he pressed his hands flat against her back, forcing her ever closer; crushing her in his embrace. Wanting to climb into her... or pull her into him where he would never let her go. Her head rolled forward and she forced open heavy lashes to watch him with feral eyes. Her mouth hovered over his. Her kisses were stingy; lips brushing his teasingly before moving just out of his reach to his growing frustration. His hands dropped to her hips. His fingers tightened and her name was torn from his chest on a low, warning growl. She shifted once again, rising up on her knees above him. She slid one hand from his neck to fist her fingers in his hair and braced the other against his shoulder. She bit her lip and fought to keep her eyes open as he penetrated her that first, tiny inch. After all this time, it was still new; still wondrous, this joining of her body to his. Mouths clashed - greedy and ravenous. Bodies thrust - male to female; wet heat welcoming rigid strength. Penetrating and receiving. Fierce and tender. Ragged breaths and hushed whispers. Beguiling and arousing. Dominating and accepting. Joyful exultation. A languid, dreamy return to earth. He rolled her onto her back; careful to keep their bodies joined if only for another moment or two. She was wrapped around him - arms and legs - in a four- limbed embrace. Their lips met in a lazy kiss, wet and sloppy. His head dropped to the pillow of her breast and she felt the heat of his breath as a huge yawn escaped him. "Sleep," she whispered as she threaded her fingers through his damp hair. "God knows you've earned it." The End Author's notes: I didn't use names, so I don't know if a disclaimer is necessary. But since this will show up at XF fic sites, I'll just say that any characters you imagine in this story are the sole property of Fox and 1013. This story and my other stories can be found at: http://tessfiles.n3.net/