This chapter definitely gets a bit more "mature". Enjoy :-)


Liz slowly opened her eyes and squinted from the morning sun. She felt a warmth wrapped around her and realized she had fallen asleep in Donald Ressler's arms. She breathed in deeply and closed her eyes to drink in the moment. She wrapped her arm around his and felt him shift a little in his sleep.

Their bodies were as close as they'd ever been together. His left leg draped over hers and his head buried in her hair.

She was afraid to move. Afraid that this moment, this wonderful moment between them, was a dream. And Liz wasn't ready to wake up.

She flinched when she heard his breathing change and his body move behind her. He kissed her hair and she heard him take in the same deep breath she had just inhaled.

He was enjoying this as much as her.

"Good Morning", he said softly.

Liz turned over slowly, still being held in his arms, and faced him in the bed.

"Good Morning Ressler", she said smiling back at him.

He leaned in and kissed her gently on her lips. He pulled away slowly and traced his finger along her lips.

"We're late, ya know?" He looked over at the clock on his nightstand which read 7:30am.

"I know…", she said groaning a bit. "But I don't want to leave this. Not yet."

He nodded and smiled softly. "I know what you mean. But it doesn't have to end… I mean we could do this again… if you want."

Liz laughed and watched as his face looked puzzled.

"That's what I love about you Ressler. You could practically have a woman throwing herself at you and you'd still make sure you weren't taking advantage of her."

He stared at her for a few seconds and suddenly pushed her on her back so she was lying flat on the bed with his body positioned on top of her.

"Is that what you want, Liz? Me to take advantage of you?", he asked with a devious grin, staring into her eyes.

Liz inhaled suddenly, the laughter in her face of a moment ago replaced with a thirst and desire to devour this man. She stared back at him, seeing the same wants and needs in his eyes.

But he was waiting. Waiting on her to make the first move. To let him know this was okay. That going further was okay.

She reached up and claimed his lips in hers. The gentle kisses between them replaced by hurried mouths and tongues exploring every crevice of their faces. She reached her hands in his hair and pulled him down so he was laying directly on top of her. Liz felt his hands running down the sides of her body and she ached for his bare hands against her skin.

Her hands made their way from his hair down to his back and she began pulling his shirt out of his pants, running her fingers along his back. She felt him arch a little and smiled into their kiss.

He lifted his face and looked at her, both of their faces red from the frenzy. He smiled and leaned down again to kiss her. Deeply, passionately. The intimacy of Ressler's kiss was enough to send her over the edge and she suddenly felt him against her, pushing up against her groin and she moaned.

She began to grind her hips into him and she heard him moan and respond by pushing himself harder against her hips.

"Liz…", he said with scattered breath in between their kisses. "If we don't stop this soon, I won't be able to."

"I don't want to stop", she said as she flipped him over so she was laying on top of him.

She smiled at his reaction and took his hands and placed them on her blouse. Ressler started unbuttoning her shirt and she took the time to remove him of his as well.

She sat there on top of him in her bra and saw the desire in his face to keep going. She reached down and kissed him as he unhooked the back and began to run his hands all over her breasts. Liz moaned in approval as his hands were now replaced by his mouth running his tongue over her nipples.

She was about to lose it.

She began unhooking his pants and felt his hands doing the same with hers. Both removed, they laid down next to each other, stark naked, realizing the enormity of what they were about to do next.

Ressler cupped her face with his hands.

"Do you know how much I care about you."

"I know", she said softly. A tear escaping her eyes as she smiled up at him. He leaned down to kiss her as he entered her body.

She gasped and bit his lip as Ressler started moving faster and faster in and out. She felt his hands again on her breasts, and found herself losing control as the wave slowly overcame her.

Liz broke away from their kiss and moaned loudly as she was overtaken by her body. It was then that she realized he was just as close as she had been and watched as he closed his eyes and trembled on top of her.

She watched him open his eyes and stare back at her, grinning widely as he kissed her again.

"Wow…", he said laughing softly, breaking the kiss.

"I know", Liz said closing her eyes. "That was….."

"Something I want to do again", Ressler said interrupting her.

She laughed and looked at the clock.

"Shit… It's 9am", she said moving from underneath of him and sitting up in the bed.

Ressler jumped up and grabbed his phone from the nightstand, seeing three missed calls from Cooper.

Liz, grabbing a sheet to cover herself, ran to her phone in the living room and saw that "Nick's Pizza" had called her four times that morning as well as Cooper.

She turned to walk back into the bedroom and saw Ressler come out wearing a pair of boxers and give her a look knowing the two agents would have to come up with an excuse as to why they were both unreachable and late that morning.

Just when Liz was heading back to Ressler's bedroom to get dressed, both agents turned around suddenly as two loud bangs pounded on the door just as it was kicked open.

Liz's mouth gasped in horror and Ressler stood in shock as Raymond Reddington and Dembe barged into his apartment catching the two agents in barely any clothing.

Raymond stood there staring while a smirk arose onto his face.

"Well Lizzie…. Next time you decide to have a fun night with good ol' Donald can you please do me the favor of answering your phone in the morning so I don't get calls from Cooper telling me you've both gone missing?"