Chapter 2 - Reunion
Jane hummed as she took a long bath and got dressed with unusual care. It was the night Lax was back in town. Jane's breath caught as she got lost in the erotic memories of the day she met Lax. She shivered as she thought of his rough hands on her body. She added a touch of makeup and perfume before heading out the door.
The bar was quiet as usual and Jane headed towards her usual spot and sat down. She ordered a rum and coke from Charlie, the bartender, and settled in to wait for Lax. She took a drink and sighed, remembering how he tasted of rum. Jane let her imagination run. She thought about the last time she had touched him. She blushed slightly as she thought of all the things that they had done and began to daydream of things she wanted to do tonight.
8 drinks and 4 hours later, it was 1 am. Jane was smashed. She decided she had waited long enough.
"Stupid man!" Jane grumbled as she staggered back towards her apartment. "It's a good thing I live so close." Jane thought as she leaned her head against the building's front door and flipped through her keys as her head spun.
All of a sudden, a large, strong arm grabbed her from behind, one hand landing squarely over her mouth. Jane shrieked in surprise.
"Easy baby girl, it's just me," said a calm, familiar, deep voice.
Jane's body relaxed as she realized who it was and then tensed again. Lax let go of her mouth and turned her to face him without letting her go.
"You asshole," Jane growled, "I've been waiting for you at the bar for 4 hours!"
She tried to back away from him, but ended up getting dizzy again and slumping against him instead. Lax raised his eye brows at her.
"Sorry about that," Lax said, "The traffic between here and Boston is seriously fucked up. We just got back in town. I called Charley, but he said you already left."
Jane stared at him for a minute and then shrugged.
"It's ok," Jane said, breaking into giggles, "It just builds the antishipashun."
Lax's eyes widened once more for a second before he threw back his head and roared with laughter.
"You're piss drunk!" Lax said, still bent over laughing.
"Give the man an award for both his detective skills and his sexiness." Jane said, giggling some more.
She eyed him hungrily. Now that he was here, she wanted to get the party started.
"Come on Captain Morgan," Lax said, grabbing her keys and opening the door, "Let's go upstairs."
Jane giggled yet again.
"Captain Morgan. Aye Aye!" Jane said as she leaned heavily against Lax as they climbed the stairs to the second floor.
Lax propped Jane against the wall as he unlocked the door. Jane just stared at Lax for a minute.
"You are so hot." She sighed as Lax opened the door and steered her inside.
Lax lightly pushed her backwards and she landed on a couch.
"Don't sleep." Lax said seriously, "I'll make you some coffee."
He headed back to the kitchen and made a coffee for Jane and a drink for himself. Lax headed back into the living room and found Jane with her eyes closed, humming an Irish drinking song.
"At least you're a happy drunk." Lax said, handing her the coffee mug, "Drink this."
"Mmmmm" Jane sighed as she took a sip of hot coffee.
After a while, she felt much more awake. Lax was sitting across from her in a lazy boy. Jane set her cup down on a coffee table, still a little unsteady. She walked to Lax, took his empty glass, and set it down on the table. Lax said nothing as she walked back to him and sat down on his lap, facing him. He put his hands on her hips and then ran them up and down her waist. Jane closed her eyes and purred like a cat.
"I've been thinking of this since I found your note last time." Jane said, as she ran her hands up and down his arms.
Lax didn't respond, but ran his eyes up and down her body. Jane felt her body tighten in response to his gaze. She decided that she didn't want to wait any longer. She leaned forward and caught Lax by surprise as she kissed his mouth, hard. Lax sat up and pulled her tight against him as he kissed her back. Jane groaned as she opened her mouth and Lax slid his tongue in her mouth and caressed her. Jane gasped into his mouth as Lax as he slid his hands up the back of her shirt. He broke the kiss as he deftly unhooked her bra and pulled it off as Jane played with his hair. Lax gave Jane a wicked smile as he took one hand out of her shirt and tangled it in her long hair. Jane gasped dizzily as Lax gently pulled her head back and began to kiss her neck. His other hand went to one of her breasts and caressed the soft skin. Jane moaned again at the sensations his hand and mouth were making in her. Jane leaned back slightly and started pulling at the hem of Lax's shirt. Lax let go of her for a minute and dragged the shirt up over his head.
"You are just the hottest little thing." Lax gasped as he reached for the hem of Jane's shirt and pulled it off of her head.
Jane said nothing as she tangled a hand in Lax's long hair and pulled his head back. She started kissing and licking down his neck as he had done to her earlier. She sighed as she breathed in the way his skin smelled. There was nothing quite like the smell of a clean, hot man. Jane slid down off of Lax's legs and to the floor. She slid his legs apart and settled in between them on the floor. She kissed her way down his chest, savoring each gasp and each sigh. All of a sudden, she stood up. Jane grabbed Lax's belt and pulled him out of the chair. She tugged the belt loose and pulled it off quickly. She undid his pants, let them drop, and then shoved Lax back down into the chair.
"I think I like it when you're drunk!" Lax said with a smirk.
Jane just smiled as she knelt down again and started kissing where she had left off. Lax was rock hard in his boxers. Jane ran her hands up Lax's thighs from his knees. She looked straight into Lax's eyes as she ran one hand up over his cock in his boxers. She just smiled as he shuddered and dropped his head back on the chair. Jane took Lax's cock out of his boxers and savored the feel of it in her hand. He had a great looking cock and Jane loved the way it looked against her hands. Jane moved her hands around him as she kissed his thighs. Lax still had his head back on the chair, so Jane bit his thigh to get his attention. When his head snapped back up, Jane licked the tip of his cock, still looking him right in the eye. Keeping eye contact, Jane slid her mouth slowly down his cock, keeping her hands on him also. Lax let out a strangled groan as he gripped the arms of the chair. Jane moved her mouth and hands for a while, savoring Lax's groans. Lax's knuckles were white as he gripped the chair.
All of a sudden, Lax grabbed her hair again and eased her up off of his cock. Jane just looked up at him with a wanton look.
