A/N: Hey, everyone. This is my new story. I know it's just one chapter and you couldn't really tell if you like it or not, but I'll be happy to read some of you reviews. The criticism is most welcomed. Thanks! :)

Her puffy lips felt so good against his. He was sure they belonged there and nowhere else. He had dreamed of having her in this position for so long… but he was realizing how much he was craving for her just now. She was an addiction. Once he had tasted her, he wouldn't ever be able to stop. Not that he intended to stop anyways.

His hands roamed over her body, trying to pull her closer to him. Just the thought of her naked was able to make him hard. And he had thought about that a lot. He had always wondered how she looked without clothes on… His mouth traveled down her neck, licking and sucking every spot he could reach, not wanting to miss one single part of her body. He enjoyed the slight moans escaping from her mouth. That was music to his ears.

"God… you have no idea how much I want you, Mary." He moaned against her neck as he tugged at the end of her shirt, wanting to take it off. She gladly let him do that by lifting her arms above her head. Her small hand slid down his body, sending chills up and down his spine. God… she was trying to kill him. And he surely was convinced in that as soon as she cupped the bulge in his pants. A low growl escaped from the back of his throat.

"I think I can feel how much you want me…" Mary answered, smirking at him. His hands ran up her body, cupping her bare breasts. She never wore bra and he was well aware of that fact. He had spent enough hours scrutinizing her breasts and even more time thinking of them. It was driving him crazy. She was driving him crazy. He couldn't wait any longer. He pushed her back on the bed and as soon as he took off his trousers and boxer briefs together, he jumped on top of her again. He got rid off her skirt and her hot pink panties were following close behind. He slid his fingers in between her wet folds, finding her swollen clit and paying attention on it. She was so wet already… for him…

"Dean…" she moaned out his name. He couldn't remember ever hearing anything better than his name, rolling out of her little sweet wet mouth. He couldn't wait any longer. He had to be inside of her. Her wetness and heat seemed so welcoming to him…

With one fast and experienced move, he penetrated her. He was fitting perfectly and she was so wet and tight… He was sure that she was made for him and for him only.

"Dean!"

He snapped out of his daydream, turning his attention to Seth.

"What's wrong with you?"

Dean shook his head, blinking twice.

"It's nothing, sorry. I was just lost in thought. How can I help you?"

"I just came to have lunch with you… here I bought some pizza." Seth smiled, shoving a big pizza box in Dean's face.

"Thanks… so how come you are not having lunch with your partner… what was her name…? Detective Lewis…" Dean spitted. Seth looked at him weirdly.

"Mary's having lunch with her fiance. The only thing I don't get is why you hate her so much…" said Seth, shaking his head disapprovingly.

"You are blind for her just like all the other guys around here… and some girls too. You see… her charm already works on you… Don't you see it? It's such a blessing for her that she's mostly working with men… that's how she got the job here. She doesn't have anything else, but a great set of boobs and ass… that's why she thinks she can have anything she wants… She's just a slut, nothing more. "Dean stated. Seth shook his head at him.

"She is as good as I am, Dean. She worked hard to get the job here."

"Yeah… her mouth worked hard to get her the job here." Dean answered. Seth just rolled his eyes.

"Whatever, man… I'm not going to argue. Think whatever the fuck you want."

Mary was sitting on the couch with a cup of hot chocolate in one hand, listening to some classic music. This time she had picked Beethoven and his Moonlight Sonata. That was what usually calmed her down and helped her relax. She took another sip of her cup and closed her eyes. She needed to chill out. A thought about that night had run through her mind again. She was trying to forget it, bet she just couldn't. She felt guilty and hell… she was. She was a cheating dirty slut. Mary sighed. It didn't matter now… it had already happened. She couldn't turn back the time. It was impossible. She had already decided to shut her mouth and said Randy nothing about that. It was going to stay that way. Mary made her choice. She wasn't going to tell him. It took her long enough to convince herself that the reason why she slept with Sergeant Ambrose on that party for Eddie's retirement, was, because she was drunk. She knew who she loved – Randy… and that's all it mattered. Mary loved Randy...

The opening of the front door made her jump a little in her seat.

"Hey there, baby doll." Randy smiled, leaving his keys on the little table next to the front door.

"Hey…" Mary smiled back, hitting the pause button to stop the music as she placed her cup on the table in front of the couch. She stood up and went to Randy. He grabbed her by the hips, picking her up. Mary immediately wrapped her legs around his waist and brought his lips in a sweet gentle kiss. "I missed you."

"I missed you too." he smiled at her and put her on her feet again. "What's for dinner?"

"I ordered some Chinese food again… it's on the kitchen table. I already ate." Mary explained.

"Oh… I love Chinese." Randy exclaimed, walking into the kitchen with Mary following him.

"Good to know… that's the only food you'll eat till your last day. The doom of the man, who married a woman, that can't cook."

"There's still time to learn." He answered, shoving a fork full of food in his mouth.

"Nah… I don't want to risk it, honey." She smiled, kissing his cheek. "I'm going to bed."

Randy nodded.

"I'll be there in a little while as well."

Mary went to their bedroom and stood in front of the big mirror in there, watching her reflection. She didn't know why, but she felt different although she didn't look any different. Her mahogany middle length hair was the same and so were her green eyes with the color of the fruits of blooming almond – tree. She sighed and started taking off her clothes until she was only in her baby blue panties. She reached for the over-sized shirt she slept in, but Randy grabbed her hand from behind and turned her around to face him. She never heard him coming and he startled her a bit, but all was forgotten as he pushed her forward, her bare breasts pressing into his shirt covered abdomen. She looked up at him to find him smiling down at her.

"As much as I love to see my T – shirt on you… I prefer you naked… just like that." He whispered, sliding his left hand up and tracing his fingers gently over her breast. He picked her up as he had done earlier and brought her lips for a hungry kiss.