Wanting more, she brings her arms back around his neck, which were usually quite a few inches taller than her when stand up straight, she pulls herself up causing him to stand up completely. She yelps when he stood completely straight, making her feet dangle in the air. She knew he was strong, but the fact that he could hold her up with just his neck was making her wetter than she was already beginning to get. He was showing his power and she couldn't but help but give in. He snakes his left arm around her back holding her body close to his, making sure she wouldn't fall. Reflexively, she wraps her legs around his waist, pressing herself against him. Another moan involuntarily eases its way through her, her head throwing far back, touching the wall she was just up against. His lips began to descend lower, making her moan again with anticipation.

When his lips reached her cleavage, she almost broke. She roughly grabs the back of his head and pushes his whole face in, while arching her back, wanting to get as much contact as possible.

"Oh God!" She couldn't help it, she needed that contact, but dammit, if she was going to do this with him, she needed some self control.

At this point, he moans at her slightly aggressiveness and her cries of ecstasy. She was a wildcat, not in the sense that she was repeatedly sexually active, it was more along the lines of 'put you eyes back in your fucking head before I punch 'em back in'. When she hit, metaphorically and literally, you don't see it coming. She knew guys wanted to tame her but she wouldn't even give them a second glance. Maybe a furrow of the eyebrows and a slight chuckle, but nothing more. But this guy, this lucky guy was getting a taste of what guys thought about her in this position. Power, aggression, tender yet rough. He was ready to tame her, and she just might let him do it.

She felt his right hand smoothly slide up her back until coming in contact with her bra. His hand was hesitant, maybe he's been thinking the same thing she was this whole time, they shouldn't be doing this. But then he just slides his hand under her bra, along her back, gently rubbing his thumb right underneath it. It dawned on her, he wasn't backing out, he was just waiting for her permission. Well he wants an answer, I'll give him one. She did just that as all she did was thrust her hips forward, motioning him to continue.

She wasn't sure what was happening next, he moved so fast, surprised on how light on his feet he was. Before she knew it, she was laying on her queen sized bed. A comfortable bed that she spent so many nights along, but in the back of her mind, she wanted someone to invade her sanctuary. Their positioning never changed. His left hand was still wrapped around her, his face was still nestled between her breasts, his right hand was on the back of her bra, ready to unhook. Her legs were still wrapped around his waist, hands still pushing the back of his head, her body arched, still aching for more contact. She eases up on his head and lays her body back on the bed, her hands moving from the back of his head to his ears, cupping and caressing them with her fingers. He moans against her chest, letting it vibrate against her skin. Her breathing becomes shallow, remembering what it meant. Sure she'd been out of the game for a while, but she still knew how to play.

He looks up at her, with her hands still his ears, with a puppy dog look he always make. How come I never noticed how cute that look was? They both grin as she pulls him by his ears, giving him a kiss of passion. As he slid his body upward, her legs that were still wrapped around pushed back towards her on body, with him pressing himself against her.

She arches her body upward, thrusting her hips as well. "Stop teasing me." She mumbles in the kiss. She didn't wait for him to respond as she slides her hands to from his ears, along his sideburns, all the way down to the buttons of his shirt. Not fair that I'm the only one being undressed. At that thought, she rips his shirt open, buttons flying onto the bed, and tugs on his tie, pulling it off with on tug. She didn't realize her bra was unhooked until he sat up taking his shirt off and slides slowly slide her bra off her shoulders, exposing her torso completely.

He looks at her in her eyes before crashing down on her lips, then making his way to her breasts, taking her already harden nipples in her mouth. "Oh my fucking God." She didn't think the arch in her back could get any higher, but somehow it did. Before she could wrap her arms back around his neck, he started making his way down her body, stopping at her belly button, kissing around the pierced metal around it. She squirmed, wanting to go lower and as if he was reading her mind, he grabs the side of her black slacks. She unwraps her legs from around him for the first time and he pulls off her pants as well as her undergarment, leaving her nude, except for her black heels. She expected him to take them off, but he doesn't, he just leaves them on.

His lips comes to the inside her thigh, putting her leg over his shoulder, slowly kissing towards her hot spot, but he reverses, going back towards her knees. He repeated the three times until she had enough. "Stop fucking teasing." She didn't mean to come off so aggressive, but he sure as hell wasn't helping. She needed it, she knew it, he knew, and he wanted to make her beg.

He looks up at her with the puppy dog face again, as if her words wounded him. "Say please."

She looks down at him, knowing he wanted the upper hand. Everyone knew that she wasn't the type to give in so easily. As he awaited her answer, she smirks wanting him to work for it.

"No." His brow rises in surprise at her answer. He simply shrugs his shoulders and begins repeating his task before on her other thigh.

She never figured that this was a man willing and eager to please, being the selfish type overall, but he was ready, she was ready, but her ego was keeping herself from getting what she wanted. Back and forth, his kisses were making her moan louder, but she was hoping he'd give in first.

"I'm making you an offer you can't refuse. Just say please." His voice was so seductive and smooth, she didn't think it could ever happen, being that his voice annoyed her on many occasions. But she was ready, she was ready to give in, all she had to say was please.

"No." Goddamn ego! Her body was wanting, ready for the obvious. But she had a plan, she always did.

He was getting frustrated, but he didn't show it. "Soot yourself." As his kisses started going down, she surprised him. She wrapped her legs around his shoulders, locking his arms in, making his mouth connect with her wet spot. She practically was force feeding him.

"Ahh!" She screamed on the top of her lungs with pleasure, before chuckling darkly. "I win." She was getting what she wanted and didn't have to give into his request. She smirked when she felt his hands hold onto her thighs while pleasing her, giving her what she wanted. "Ahh, you cannibal!" She bucked her hips causing him to deeper, and he hit her spot, she gave him what he wanted, she came. She grabs the back of his head, tightening her legs, bucking her hips uncontrollably, riding it out. "You animal!"

She had no idea where these words were coming from, but she didn't care. As he body relaxed with her eyes closed, she unwrapped her legs, and he jumped up gasping for air.

Just as her breathing returned to normal, she felt him. No warning, nothing. She didn't even know he'd undressed, as she was wrapped in her own pleasured feeling. They both moan in each other's ear as he entered her. He moves at a slow steady pace, their sweat working onto each other, until she demands, "Faster!"

He obeys her command, knowing he was losing the battle of competition over each other. Once again she was winning, like she always did in everything. She was reaching her peak again, tightening around him as he was putting her through pure ecstasy. "Harder!" He once again obeys and she desperately wanted to dig her nails into his back. But she was nice enough not to, afraid to draw blood, so she reaches behind her feeling behind her until she grabs onto what she was looking for, the bottom of the headboard, holding on for dear life. "Oh God, I'm coming!" She wraps her legs back around him, tightening her legs again.

He growls in her ear, not wanting to release until she did. "Give into me." Her ego wanted herself to hold off, she didn't want him to win, it was too late.

"Oh God…Nick!" She screamed the three words she'd never expected to scream in such pleasure. But at this point, she didn't care, even if they were doing the same in the interrogation room at their job, she wouldn't have care if he giving her the same pleasure the same way he did at the moment. Well, maybe just a little…

She rode it out, bring herself down from the high that he just brought her. But she wasn't finished. She screamed his name, now he must return the favor. "Say my name." She whispered in his ear, so seductively, she knew it would send him over the edge. And it did.

"Uh, Kat!" He'd not only said it, he yelled it out. Her name coming shouted from his lips was intoxicating. Maybe it was the fact that it was her first name he used, being it was usually Miller that he use when he spoke to her.

He kisses her gently on the lips, before rolling over, and since her legs were still wrapped around him, she rolled over on top of him. She stared into his eyes, both taking in to what just taken place. Quite surprisingly, there were no regrets, atleast not from her. She was quite pleased that her car broke down at work. She was even more pleased that Scotty had some hot date, Will had a blues concert to go to, Lilly, being Lilly, stay late for a case, and her boss Stillman left early for the day. She was even more relieved at the moment that her daughter stayed at her mother's that night. Even more, she was most grateful that Nick Vera rode her home, all the way home, and surprisingly giving into her, just as she surprised herself by giving into him.