Okay so once again, I probably shouldn't be posting this because I don't have it completely worked out in my head yet, but whatever.
This is the story that came to me while writing Secrets. Since that story was supposed to go along with the actual show, a lot of the ideas I had just didn't work for it. Thus, I decided to write this story. You'll notice, it starts off with exactly the same premise. I tried to change it around so you didn't feel like you were reading the exact same chapter, but there are definitely similarities, so I hope nobody is bored because of that. However, after this chapter, the story goes in a completely different direction than Secrets, so I do hope you give it a chance even if this chapter does completely bore you.
Essentially, this my rewrite of Rookie Blue. Hope you enjoy!
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She's not sure when this conversation turned from simply recapping their day to something… more, but suddenly she realizes that he's still holding her hand and he's tugging her closer and yeah, now they're really close- way too close. She glances at his lips and he gives her hand a squeeze and she can feel herself giving in.
Her brain knows this is an absolutely terrible idea, but her body is just not cooperating. There's just something about him. It's inexplicable, but she knows it's more than just physical attraction.
On the inside, she's running through all of the reasons they shouldn't do this. It's her first week on the job; he's her training officer; it's against the rules; half a dozen people from their division could walk out and catch them at any moment. She knows she should probably share these reasons with him- just ask him if they can disregard, but she doesn't. No, instead she just flashes him a smile and leans in closer.
She truly does know how stupid this is, but she just can't seem to care. It could be the buzz she's got going from the shots she drank earlier or maybe it's just the fact that she hasn't been with a man in a while (much longer than she'd care to admit, actually), but she really doesn't want to talk herself out of this. Not even a little bit.
Instead, she sneaks another glance at his mouth and quickly erases the space between them.
The second their lips touch, his hands find her hips and his fingers lightly graze the skin just under the hem of her shirt. She wraps her arms around his neck and pulls herself flush against him while he coaxes her mouth open and caresses her tongue with his. When she starts to whimper, he pulls away and meets her gaze. The way he's looking at her sends a shiver down her spine and as much as she knows that they should just disregard, she's pretty sure she couldn't even if she tried.
"Wanna get out of here?" He asks.
She bites her lip and for a second, he thinks she's going to turn him down, but then a smile spreads across her lips and she's nodding her head.
"Let's go," he says with a smile before tugging her towards the passenger seat of his car.
Neither of them say a thing during the six minute car ride to Sam's apartment. Normally, she despises silence, but somehow, this silence doesn't bother her.
"Want something to drink?" He asks when they walk into his kitchen.
"Sure," she replies.
"I have beer and scotch," he informs her.
"Scotch," she replies, earning a smile from her training officer. He pours them each a glass and passes one to her. They clink them together and each take a sip. After putting his glass down on the counter beside him, he takes a few steps towards her and places his hands on her hips again. His thumbs are running circles on her skin as he searches her eyes, ensuring that she's still okay with this. She puts her glass down next to his, wraps her hand around the back of his neck and pulls him in for a kiss. Within seconds, they are picking up right where they left off in the parking lot of the Penny, with their tongues clashing as his hands skim under her shirt. After a minute, he turns his attention to her neck as his hands slip further up her back. She tilts her head to give him more access, encouraging him to continue. As he sucks a bit of skin in his mouth, she lets out a moan, which goes straight to his groin.
Soon, she's lifting his shirt over his head and he's tossing hers aside as well. He takes a moment to appreciate the sight of her wearing nothing but her bra and jeans before placing kisses on the tops of her breasts.
When he returns his lips to hers, he cups her ass and lifts her up. Once her legs are tightly wrapped around him, he carries her to his bedroom. Seconds later, he's pushing her against his bedroom wall and placing kisses from her collarbone all the way up her throat. When he blows a warm breath in her ear before running his tongue along the cartilage, she whimpers and bucks her hips against him.
When he finally puts her down on the ground, she immediately starts unbuckling his belt, unzipping his jeans and pushing his pants down his legs. He steps out of them easily and kicks them aside while he works on removing her bra as he nibbles on her ear. Once it's tossed aside, his hands cup her breasts before his tongue runs circles around her nipples. While he's fixated on her breasts, she works on slipping out of her jeans and underwear.
Soon, his lips return to hers as his hands start to explore lower, sliding down her stomach and then in between her legs. He lets out a groan at just how wet she is, while goosebumps cover her body the second she feels his touch. He is so gentle it's maddening, the way he's lightly running his finger along her, teasing her. She continues to buck her hips into him, begging for pressure, but he doesn't give in. She attempts to get some revenge by cupping him through his boxers, earning herself a loud groan. Then, she pushes them down his legs and he kicks them off before she wraps her hand around him. She, too, decides not to give him the pressure he desperately wants. Instead she barely grips him while she slowly runs her hand up and down him. It seems as if her plan is working because she can sense his frustration. Eventually, he lifts her up and places her on the bed before crawling on top of her.
"You sure?" He asks her.
"What, you wanna stop?" She teases. She thinks it's sweet that he's asking, but seriously, does she not look sure right now?
"Definitely not," he replies.
"Good, me either," she tells him.
He nods and starts to kiss her. "Condom?" He asks in between kisses.
"I'm on the pill… and I'm clean. You?"
"Not on the pill, but I am clean," he jokes, causing her to playfully roll her eyes. He lets out a laugh and kisses her one more time before they are locking eyes as he pushes inside of her.
And yeah, that look of pure pleasure on her face as he pumps in and out of her is making his stomach do a few flips.
He seriously cannot get enough of her. Her smooth skin underneath his fingertips. Her flowery scent invading his nostrils. Her soft, swollen lips pressing against his. Her long, tanned legs wrapped around his hips. Her beautiful brown eyes locking with his. Her warm breath hitting his neck. Her hands running through his hair, along his chest, and up and down his back. And her breathy gasps filling the air with each thrust. Yeah, he really cannot get enough.
Minutes later, he angles his hips, allowing him even deeper and making them both a bit delirious.
"Sam… oh, oh God," she moans as she throws her head back against the pillow and grips him so tight that he's sure there will be marks.
Soon, he's picking up the pace, which she immediately encourages. She's become even louder and yeah, he really likes it when she's loud.
They continue like this for a while until neither one of them can take much more. It only takes a few more thrusts before they both begin to shudder.
When it's over, he presses his lips against hers before rolling off of her and lying on his back as they both attempt to catch their breath.
"Jesus…" Andy says in between pants.
"Yeah," Sam concurs, as he runs his fingers through his hair. They are both quiet for the next several minutes with the only noise being the sounds of their rapid breathing.
"We can't do this," Andy tells him as she finally starts to catch her breath.
"Do what?" He asks as he glances over at her.
"Have sex," she explains.
"Hate to break it to you McNally, but we kind of already did," he laughs.
"I mean, again," she clarifies.
"I don't know. I kind of think it's worth repeating," he says with a wiggle of his eyebrows.
"It's against the rules," she reminds him.
"So, we'll keep it between us," he suggests with a shrug.
"That simple?" She asks, as if she doesn't believe him in the slightest.
"It can be," he tells her.
She knows this is such a bad idea. Her mind races with everything that could go wrong. They really should not be doing this, but she can't find it in her to talk herself out of it. I mean, she really doesn't want to deprive herself of what they just did. Not even a little bit.
"Okay… but we have to keep it between us. Seriously, we cannot tell another soul," she tells him.
"Wasn't planning on telling anyone, McNally… This is kind of against the rules," he tells her with a smirk.
She rolls her eyes. "And we cannot let it interfere with work… The second it does, we have to stop," she says.
"Okay," he agrees.
"Okay," she grins as she rolls back on top of him. "So… is it worth repeating right now?" she asks with a smirk.
"Hmm… I think it is," he grins before pulling her in for a kiss.
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Okay, so once again, I hope nobody was ridiculously bored by this chapter since it's so similar to Secrets, but like I said, the rest of the story will be completely different, so please stay tuned!
And please review!
