“Oh baby, my poor baby.” Kimber cried when Becca debrided his wounds and she could see by the expression on his face how much pain he was in. Once he was all doctored and bandaged up, she made him lean on her tiny little body as they made their way up the stairs to their room and as soon as they were inside she said, “Are you hungry? I'll go down and get you a plate. You shouldn't take those pain meds on an empty stomach...”

“Come here, baby,” he said. “Sit down with me.” She reluctantly sat next to him on the bed and he put his arm around her. She lay her head against his shoulder and said,

“I think we should have taken you to the hospital. What if your lungs were damaged?”

“I'm okay, baby girl. I just need to breathe in some good air for a day or two. You're just worried that fire damaged this gorgeous face of mine, aren't you?”

She started crying again. “You're still gorgeous, but I'd love you no matter what. What would I do without you?”

“Shh, baby...” He pulled her into his chest and ran his hand through her hair as she sobbed into him. “Baby please, I'm okay. It's okay. Shh baby...” He rocked her back and forth and suddenly she pulled away and sat up.

“Oh God, I'm so sorry. Look at me. This is about you and I'm being so selfish. I just couldn't imagine being without you. I was so scared...”

“I know baby. It's okay. You won't ever have to be without me. I'm not going anywhere.”

“You promise?”

He smiled. “I promise baby. As a matter of fact, let's start that togetherness now. I need a shower. Join me?”

“No! You do not need to have sex in your condition!”

He laughed. “I'm not pregnant baby.”

“Stop, you know what I mean. Are you even supposed to get those bandages wet?”

“You can put dry ones on for me as soon as I'm finished, I have to have a shower, baby. I smell like smoke and meth...I'd really rather have help...you know, to wash my back...”

“You are hopeless.”

“No baby, I'm hopeful. Hopeful that you'll come join me.” He kissed her softly, gave her a wink and headed into the bathroom. He looked at her over his shoulder before going through the door. He needed to talk to her about so many things, but tonight he needed to love her. He grinned at her and went into the bathroom. She was shaking her head and smiling at him. He knew she'd join him. She just needed a minute to talk herself into it.

Jigsaw was inside the glass shower letting the hot water run down across his sore, achy muscles when he heard the door slide open. He pushed his hair back off his forehead and looked at her. God, she was so beautiful it made his chest ache. He savored the sight of her pretty eyes, her sweet smile and her beautiful body as his palms itched to touch it.

“You coming in?”

She smiled. “Against my better judgment.”

“I'd never ask you to do anything against your judgment.”

“Mm hmm,” she said, stepping in on the wet tile and pulling the door shut behind her. The shower was small and Jigsaw big, so their bodies touched almost instantly. An electric current shot through his, every time he was this close to her. He wasn't sure if he had believed in fate and soulmates in his previous life...but in this one, he knew he'd been lucky enough to find his.

He reached down and linked his hands in hers and as she looked up at him, the water cascaded over the crown of her head and down her arms, causing the soft, light-blonde hairs there to shimmer in the light. He leaned down and covered her mouth with his lips and pushed hers open with his tongue. Hers came up at once and locked in a sexy dance with his. He loved feeling her chest rise and fall quickly against his body as she tried to keep from suffocating in the kiss. He let go of her hands and put his on the swell of her butt cheeks and let them run up slowly over her smooth, wet, skin to the small of her back. He let his mouth slide down her neck and she tipped it back to give him better access. He locked his mouth onto her shoulder and he kissed and licked and sucked there while letting his hands run up her waist to the outsides of her breasts. His thumbs reached out and ran an erotic circle around her rock-hard nipples. He slowly turned her to the side and pushed her back so that she was against the steamy glass. He held her there with his hands on her hips and brought his mouth down to her breasts, sucking one in hard while using his tongue to keep stimulating the nipple. Kimber was moaning softly and flexing her hips against his now throbbing cock. All pain was forgotten. The burning in his lungs and the sting of the blisters didn't exist at that moment in time. There were no drug dealers, meth labs or raging fires...unless you counted the one in his core that burned only for her.

Jigsaw used his mouth to drive her crazy, he knew this because of the sounds she was making and the feel of her hands pulling at his hair and scratching at his scalp. She was whispering his name, sexy curses and begging for more all at the same time...and it was turning him on like mad. He was still making love to her breasts with his mouth when he felt her fingers lightly traveling down his abdomen and toward the raging, hot cock resting against it. Suddenly she was lightly strumming it, running her fingers down the shaft and gently massaging his sac before running them back up. He shuddered under her touch...but the shudder turned into convulsions when he felt her warm palm wrap his hard cock up in a cocoon. He brought his mouth up and kissed her again while her hands worked between their bodies, stroking and caressing and massaging him, bringing him quickly to the edge of madness.

He moved back just a fraction of an inch, enough so that he could walk his fingers down her sexy, silky body. She flexed her hips, knowing exactly where he was going and where she wanted him. He started at the top of her slit when he reached it and ran a finger down along it and across her slick, puffy lips...lightly skimming the engorged hood of her clit and loving the way that made her shiver.

“Mm, so wet. Fuck, you feel good.” She was gripping him harder, stroking him faster.

“You feel me so good,” she whispered. He continued his assault of her wet pussy and forgave her for loosening her own grip on him when he began to push in on and rub her clit hard. She tried to keep stroking him, but he wasn't playing fair. He was rubbing her clit with his thumb and he slipped one, and then two fingers up into her tight, slick tunnel and began to move them in and out of her. She let go of him completely and put one hand up on his shoulder and the other reached out to grip the towel handle on the door. Her eyes were closed, her lips and cheeks were flushed and her head thrown back underneath the now tepid water. Jigsaw used one of his big thighs to push hers open further and she held on while he used his fingers to fuck her and to ultimately drive her headfirst into an earth shattering orgasm that practically shook the room. She clawed at his shoulders and cried out his name and as soon as she was finished, he reached behind her and turned off the now cold water. Turning her again, he pressed his back into the cold tile and then lifted her up so that her slick pussy hovered over his cock. He could feel his cock trying to reach her on its own before he sat her down on top of it, and buried himself up inside of her.

Kimber buried her face in his neck and he held onto her tightly, bracing his feet and legs into the floor and using the muscles in his arms to slide her up and down his pulsating cock. She felt so good. She was tight and soft and wet and warm...he wanted to stay inside of her forever. He held her tight and circled his hips so that his cock not only filled her up, but stroked against every soft, velvety muscle inside her pussy. He put a hand between them and played with her clit while he fucked her, once again he could not only hear, but feel her approaching an orgasm. Her excitement and the way she felt spurred him on and in seconds they were both crying out, moaning and writhing in ecstasy as wave after wave of their mutual climax washed over them. When Kimber was spent, her body melded into his and Jigsaw rocked into her several more times before he realized his arms were aching and growing weak. He lifted her up so that he slipped out of her and then let her slide down his body to her shaking legs. He held her for a few minutes until she was no longer shaking from the orgasm, but from the cold. Sliding the door open behind him, he reached out and grabbed the towel. He draped it over her shoulders and said,

“I'm going to dry off every inch of you...and then I'm going to eat that delicious pussy and lick it until you come again. After that, if you're still conscious, you can change my dressings...okay?” Kimber didn't look like she had the strength to argue and he was glad. She nodded her head into him and then he proceeded to fulfill his promise. It was much later that night before he wore clean, dry bandages and had pain medication in his system and Kimber wrapped up in his arms, when he remembered the vision of the woman he'd had earlier. He realized then that she was a dead-ringer for the gorgeous woman now sleeping in his arms. He had to talk to her about it in the morning, and then talk to Dax about the possibility of a trip to New Jersey. He loved this woman and he wanted to keep her forever. He wanted them to have their own house, and maybe kids someday. He wanted to make all of her dreams come true...but first he had to find out who he was...and if he even deserved her.