This is a first attempt at an adult fic, so be patient with me please, while I figure out what I am doing here. It is more or less a trial run at adult writing, so it is sort of a PWP fic, or a scene taken from a bigger story.

Josiah sighed heavily as he sat staring at the TV. His mind didn't even register what was on the flickering screen, because it was occupied with thoughts of Danielle and the plans they had had for tonight. He sighed again as he thought with longing of the soft touch of her lips on his....

Josiah pulled himself forcefully away from that line of thought. It would serve only to make him even more frustrated than he already was. He tried to get interested in the movie on TV, but it was an old romance, which made his thoughts stray again to Danielle. He groaned and looked at his watch. It was nearly twelve.

Danielle had said she would be lucky to finish the reports she had to do by midnight. They had to be faxed in tonight so they would be at their destination, waiting to be picked up, first thing in the morning. It seemed their jobs would constantly be bringing them together, but forever keeping them apart. Her position as head of the homicide division of the local PD demanded as much time and flexibility as his did. How many times in the six months they had been seeing each other had their plans for an intimate evening together been ruined? They had come close to finally getting together a couple of weeks ago, but just when things had really started to look promising she had been called out on a double murder. Since then, she had been pushing herself to work harder on this case than any he had seen her handle so far. One of the victims had been a young child. She had driven her team and herself mercilessly since that night she had been called away from his arms.

Sanchez looked at the clock again, quarter past twelve. His body moved without his conscious thought. He rose from his seat and began to gather several items into a small bad; then he left his apartment.

Half an hour later he pulled up in front of Danielle's small suburban home. The light was still on in her bedroom, which doubled as her at home office. With a determination born of love, desire, and physical need, he picked up the bag and headed toward the house.

Inside, Danielle had been working for several hours on the reports she had to get sent out to the prosecutor's office. They had to be in tomorrow, so she had to fax them tonight. She was struggling to stay awake to finish, and she had no more than clicked the send button when she lost the battle and dozed off leaning on her keyboard.

She had fallen so soundly asleep that she didn't even heard her door open as Josiah let himself in. She had given him a key a couple months ago so he wouldn't have to wait outside if she was running late. Sanchez walked quietly to where Danielle sat, with her head resting on the keyboard. He had to smile at the thought of the imprints she must be getting on her cheek. He left her alone while he went into the bathroom, closed the door to keep the sound from disturbing her, and started the water running in the hot tub. He busied himself setting out and lighting candles all around the room and lighting some lilac scented incense tapers, one of her favorite scents. After adding some foaming bath oil to the hot water, he stood back to survey the effect. It wasn't bad, but it would be better when....... yes, that was what it needed. The room was bathed in a soft, shifting glow when he turned out the overhead light.

Now, to get himself ready. Josiah slipped out of his clothes and folded them before laying them over the back of the chair at her dressing table. He got into the linen cabinet and found one of those large wrap around towels and wrapped himself in it, before he let himself back into the bedroom. Once there, he retrieved the small bag he had set inside the door. His movements were silent as he moved to the bedside table and set out a variety of items, including a bottle of massage oil. Many other items were left in the bag to remain secret until they were needed.

When he had everything ready to his satisfaction, he walked over to where Danielle slept at the computer. Standing behind her, he very gently he kissed her on the cheek and slid her hair back to kiss and lightly suckle her earlobe. His warm moist lips slowly worked their way down to her neck, and she sighed softly in her sleep. Josiah's hands moved slowly over her back and slid their way around her ribs to cup her breasts. Danielle shifted slightly allowing him easier access, and sighed more deeply as she slowly drifted up from sleep. He used one thumb to slowly circle her nipple through the fabric of her thin shirt. He smiled when he realized she wasn't wearing a bra, and he felt the nub harden under his touch.

Danielle gasped as she finally came awake and realized the sensations she was experiencing were real and not part of an erotic dream. She opened her eyes to see Josiah leaning around her and looking intently at her through passion filled eyes. She smiled and tipped her face up toward him to meet his lips as they pressed hungrily to hers. She turned in her chair; her arms slid up around his neck. Her fingers laced into his hair as she pulled him closer, and she urged him to take the kiss deeper. With a moan deep in his throat, Josiah accepted the invitation when she parted her lips to allow him access to her willing mouth. When they finally broke away from the kiss she sighed, "Nice wake up call." When he pulled away slightly, she noticed that he was wearing only a towel. A knowing smile curled her lips as she asked, "Are you making a new fashion statement, or do you have something in mind?"

Sanchez took her hand and tugged her gently from her seat, grinning at the sight of the imprints on the one cheek. His strong arms pulled her close as he trailed kisses over her face, ears, and neck. He murmured against her throat, "I definitely have something in mind." His hands slid over her body in slow sensuous circles, coming to rest where they could firmly grip her derriere, as he pressed another kiss to her supple lips.

Danielle felt one hand move to the front of her blouse and begin to work at the buttons. Soon he had it open and slipped his hand inside to caress her firm breast, massaging it gently. He allowed his kisses to trail downward, stopping at the hollow of her throat to flick at that sensitive area with the tip of his tongue, before continuing downward until his lips found the round bud of her nipple. She gasped at the sensation that shot through her body as his tongue flicked across the tender flesh. She arched her back to press herself more firmly against his questing mouth, and was rewarded with a gentle suckling sensation as Josiah paid homage to the mound of flesh. Her head lolled back, and her lips parted slightly as she allowed her passions to sweep over her arousing a deep need within her.

Josiah groaned deep in his throat and forced himself to release her nipple. His own need was becoming very evident when he pulled her back into his arms, and his arousal pressed itself against her stomach, but no matter how strong his need became, he wanted this night to go slowly. His hands gently caressed her as he eased her out of her clothes, all the while trailing kisses over her body. The big man saw a mischievous smile curl her mouth as she gently tugged at the towel and allowed it to fall onto the floor with her own clothing. Danielle found herself lifted into a pair of strong arms, and he carried her off toward the waiting hot tub. Josiah eased the two of them into the warm fragrant water and settled her in front of him so she could lean back against his chest.

Danielle leaned back and enjoyed the feel of his solid chest against her back, and the feel of his rigid manhood as it pressed into her back. She couldn't resist pressing back against him just enough to elicit a sharp gasp from the big man. She turned her head so she could look back over her shoulder at him. "I hope you have plans for that later too." Her voice had taken on a low sultry tone.

"You would be surprised at the plans I have for later," he whispered as he rubbed his hands over her breasts, pausing to tease at her taut nipples. They continued on down over her belly, and he allowed his fingers to trace lazy circles on their way down. He allowed one to travel on further to cup the soft mound of flesh between her legs, as he let one finger move into the warm fold to gently rub the soft nub that caused her to gasp and then groan in sheer pleasure.

Time seemed to stand still as the two lost themselves in the pleasure of being together. Danielle gave herself over to the fire that was beginning to consume her as her need grew with each stroke of Josiah's finger as it gently worked its magic. She managed to turn herself far enough in his arms that he wouldn't lose contact with that sensitive nub of flesh, but so she could touch him in return. He groaned from the intense desire her fingers closing around his engorged shaft caused to course through his body. The soft flickering glow of the candles, the scent of lilacs, their soft sounds of pleasure, and the sound of rippling water filled the room as the couple explored each other for the first time.

Later, when the water began to cool, Josiah eased himself out of the tub and helped Danielle out. He took a soft towel and slowly rubbed her dry and then he dried himself, before he pulled her into his arms and looked deeply into her eyes. "Are you too sleepy for more?" he asked, sure that he knew what her response would be.

She leaned into him as she wrapped her arms around him. "I am never too sleepy for more." She slid her hands up his back and ran her fingers into his damp hair to pull him down for a fiery kiss. Danielle let one hand trail down Josiah's back to end up slipping around to softly trail a finger along his partly aroused manhood. It took very little effort before it was obvious that HE was definitely ready for more.

Josiah scooped her up into his arms and carried her off to her bed where he quickly covered her body with his own. His mouth left trails of flame in its wake as he trailed kisses and teasing flicks of his tongue over her breasts, then continued on downward to that one place where she so desperately needed him. Her breath came is short gasps as he roused her to new heights as he nipped, licked, and suckled at that oversensitive bundle of nerves.

Just as she thought she would swoon from the pleasure being created by his lips and tongue, he stopped. Danielle groaned as she felt the loss of contact, and she reached for him to try to pull him back. "Please, don't stop," she pleaded.

Josiah eased himself back up over her and kissed her deeply. Then he pulled back slightly from this kiss and whispered breathlessly, "Trust me?" It was said as both a question and a statement. His eyes searched hers as he waited for her response.

"I will always trust you," was her response.

"Close your eyes." At her look of uncertainty, he smiled. "I would never hurt you."

Danielle relaxed and nodded. "I know."

"Now keep them closed," he said softly, and then once again began to rain soft kisses over her body. She felt him shift as he reached for something. "Guess what I have and you win a prize," he teased.

Danielle felt something soft and smooth slide across her ribs. "Ummmmm..... silk," she guessed.

"You win," he chuckled and gave her a deep kiss.

Next, she felt something so light against her breast that she wasn't even sure she had felt it. "Your breath?" she asked.

"No."

She felt it again and guessed, "A feather?"

"You win again," and he treated her to another prize. This time she felt his lips fasten to one breast as he suckled, sending currents of electricity coursing all through her body.

The game continued with each item getting harder to identify, and the rewards getting more and more intensely intimate. Between some of the guesses she was treated to a very sensuous massage with warm oils. Everything combined served to bring her to a point of near desperation, as he continued to tease her. At last she felt something soft and silky, but warm and fleshy. Josiah hovered over her and rubbed the silky head of his manhood over the skin of her lower abdomen, sliding it lightly over the faint traces of oil left from her massage. Her breath was coming in short gasps as she suddenly realized what it was. "Oh.... That's you!!" she said breathlessly.

"Me? Whatever do you mean?" he teased, as he continued to rub against her. The feeling it created in the sensitive tip of his swollen manhood was incredible.

Danielle's answer took the form of warm slim fingers feeling their way to his turgid flesh, and wrapping themselves firmly around the hard shaft. "This," she said as she slowly worked her fingers up and down the its length. Josiah chuckled softly, as he moved to give her her reward. Slowly, he parted her legs and eased himself inside her, marveling at how perfectly the fit together. They moaned in unison at the sheer pleasure of finally joining in the flesh. Her arms wound around his back to clutch at his shoulders, as her legs wrapped snuggly around his hips. Together they moved, finding their own perfect rhythm, their need and their sense of urgency growing, until at last time ceased to exist as they both found their release. At that moment of release Josiah pressed his mouth to hers to breathe in her cry of ecstasy and draw it in to merge with his own soul.

Sanchez collapsed across her, and he lay there panting for breath, his body momentarily weak from the extreme passion of their lovemaking. They lay together as slowly their breathing returned to normal. Josiah realized how heavy he must have been laying fully on her, and he rolled them over, pulling her on top of him, so he would not crush her with his weight. With one hand he reached out at caught the edge of the comforter and pulled it up over them. She lay on his chest as her body finally stopped trembling, and she rested her head against his shoulder. "Josiah?" she said softly.

"Hummmm.....?" he responded, to sated to speak.

"You can come and wake me up anytime," she said sleepily.

He kissed her lightly and murmured something she didn't quite catch, but she was too relaxed and sleepy to bother to ask him to repeat it. The last thing she remembered was feeling his arms slide around her to hold her as she slept, and an overwhelming sense of absolute contentment.

End