Santa In Disguise?

I'm not really sure how everyone is liking this story so far but here's another chapter anyway. I'm not sure how I feel about this one though. It feels a little rushed but everytime I went to edit it I couldn't decide what to change. Comments would be appreciated! :)
Johnny's POV
Jane looked at me, trying to hide the hurt in her eyes. How could she not know? How could she not see what an amazing and strong woman she was? I could tell by the way she told her story that she didn't think she deserved any more that what she was given. Without thinking I leaned in and crashed my lips to hers wanting to steal that pain from her eyes. Her lips...God, her lips were so warm and soft. I couldn't believe what she did to me having only met her a mere few hours ago. With that thought I pulled away trying to hide the blush creeping on my face.
"I...I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that." I stammered. My lips were tingling. I looked up at her and realized that was the wrong thing to say. "I mean...I didn't mean...that came out wrong."
She looked up at me with a sad smile. "It's okay. I understand. You felt bad for me." She looked back down at our clasped hands and slowly drew hers away.
God, I felt like a complete ass. She thought it was a pitty kiss. No. No way in hell. I would not let her think that. "No. You don't understand. When I said I shouldn't have done that what I meant was without your permission. I'm sorry. I should have asked first. Here I am, having known you for hours, making a move on you right after you confide in me. I must seem like some pompus celebrity who's used to getting what he wants...and now I'm rambling. I...I'm sorry." Wow. Way. To. Go. Johnny. She probably thinks your insane, now.
She looked at me curiously. Then she started to giggle. I kid you not. An actual giggle. "I'm sorry." She said through her fit of laughter. "It's just that...your so cute when your flustered." She started laughing hysterically.
I stared at her in disbelief. FIrst she calls me cute. Now she's laughing at me. I feel that somehow the tables were just turned on me without my knowing. "Cute, huh? Does that mean I can kiss you again?" That sobered her laughter. She stared at me before silently nodding her head. I gently pulled her to me this time until she was sitting in my lap. I reached up, taking her face between my hands, and gently pulled her down. I brushed my lips to her forehead, each of her eyelids, then her nose making my way down to her mouth. This time I kissed her slowly, committing to memory how her lips felt against mine. She brought her small hands up and rested them on my chest deepening the kiss. I felt like every inch of me was on fire. My stomach was turning with butterflies like I was sixteen again. I pulled her closer to me wrapping my arms around her waist. In all my years, of all my relationships, I could never remember wanting anyone as much as I wanted her now. My growing need was making itself apparent between us. God, I was so hard and she was just kissing me. I massaged her hips with my thumbs pressing even closer to her. I broke the kiss leaving a hot trail across her cheek stopping behind her ear to bite down gently. She let out a soft moan grinding down on me. "Oh, Johnny." She breathed. Oh dear God if it didn't sound like angels when she spoke my name. I thought I was going to cum right there. I moved further down her neck reaching her collar bone. I nibbled on the sensitive flesh I found there before lightly kissing right above her breasts. I looked up at her to find her head thrown back, eyes closed, and her mouth slightly parted as she panted. Slowly she came down, raising her eyelids to look at me. "God, Jane. Do you have any idea how beautiful you are right now?" I asked her. She closed her eyes and grimaced. I grabbed her chin and lifted her face back up to meet mine. "What's wrong? Is this too much? We can stop. I'm sorry if I've made you uncomfortable." I frowned, wondering what was wrong.
"No it's just...I can't even put it into words. I mean, your...you and I'm just some broke nobody single mother that lives with her parents. It just doesn't make sense. That your here. Kissing me. Calling me beautiful. It just doesn't make sense." She said again. "This doesn't happen. I mean, besides the fact that your Johnny 'Fucking' Depp. Your also gorgeous, and kind. Polite, and funny. Your just too perfect and I'm just...not. This can't be real." She frowned even harder like she was trying to figure out what was really going on.
Still sitting on my lap, I pulled her into me, tucking her head under my chin. I wrapped my arms tightly around her, protectively hugging her to me. "I promise you, I am no where near as perfect as you may think but this is very real. I mean it, Jane. Your beautiful. Your smart and funny. Your such a strong person. I love every new thing I learn about you. I just wish you could see what I see." I kissed the top of her head rubbing her back soothingly. Jane turned into my embrace and wrapped her arms around my middle, snuggling her head into my chest. I chuckled softly at the child like action.
"Thank you, Johnny. I don't know what to say. This all seems so surreal." She sighed.
I combed my fingers through her hair whispering nonsense into her ear as she slowly fell asleep. I sat there holding her for the rest of the night, finishing off the bottle of wine.
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Jane's POV
I smiled as I woke up to my pillow softly moving up and down in a soothing rythm. I frowned the more I woke up and realized how stupid that sounded. I lifted my head and looked at my surroundings. I was on my parents inclosed back porch and I was laying in someones lap. I looked up to see who had acted as my makeshift bed last night only to find the most amazing sight I have ever laid eyes on. I was cuddled in Johnny Depp's lap, his arms holding me in place even while he slept. His head was resting on his shoulder, mouth slightly parted as he breathed in and out. His long raven lashes fluttered over his cheeks as he started to open his eyes. Last nights events flooded back as he stared at me, the corner of his mouth lifting up in a crooked smile.
"Good morning." He said lazily.
"Oh my God...Oh my God!" I jumped out of his lap smoothing my clothes out. I can't imagine what I looked like. I combed my fingers through my hair.
"What? Do I have morning breath or something?" He asked cupping his hand over his mouth and breathing out.
"No. I just....I'm sorry. For falling asleep on you last night. God, you must be so sore having held me up all night in that uncomfortable chair. I'm so sorry." I hid my face in my hands I was mordified. Here I am having met him less than twenty-four hours ago and already he's seen what I look like when I wake up in the morning. Suddenly I was grabbed and pulled back down onto his lap still hiding my face in my hands.
"Jane. Please look at me." I inched my hands down until I was looking at him from behind my fingers. He chuckled softly tucking a stray lock of hair behind my ear. "Jane, I'm fine. I promise. Trust me. Your no where near heavy enough to hurt me just from laying on me and actually I slept just fine. Best sleep I've had in awhile to be honest. There's nothing to be sorry for. Unless you count jumping out of my lap too soon. I wasn't done cuddling." He smiled hugging me close.
I relaxed in his embrase. He was so warm that I snuggled closer. "Oh, Johnny. Thank you."
"I think it's me that should be thanking you, luv." He said kissing the top of my head.
I looked up at him questioningly. "Thanking me? Why? I haven't done anything and you flew all the way out here with the goal of changing my life."
He smiled down at me so tenderly I thought it would melt my heart. "You have no idea, luv. No idea what you've done for me."