Chapter 1: The move.
Michaelpov
"Fi," I called.
"Yeah, Michael?"
"When do you think we should bring your stuff over?" I asked happily.
"I think in a few hours." 'She answered with a glowing grin on her face.
"What do you think we should do until then?" I asked with mock innocence. I looked over to see a knowing smile on her precious face. I knew then that she caught my seductive hint.
As we started to the bed I knew this would be painful. Then she flipped me over, and I moaned "Oww Fi!"
She cried "Don't be such a baby Michael." Her lips met mine in a crash and I put my arms around her waist while her hands knotted in messy black hair. My tongue rubbed her bottom lip, asking for entrance into the soft mouth the beautiful woman on top of me. She let me in and our tongues battled for dominance. I won of course. She started to slowly unbutton my shirt, then ripped it off my body and it landed on the wooden floor. I took off her purple dainty blouse, and it joined the pile on the floor. I looked over Fiona's breathtaking body and gasped. Her beautiful structure never failed to amaze me. Then she… well actually I'll stop there. I don't want to scar you for life, because to tell the truth we get pretty physical.
Never the less, about an hour later we were asleep in each other's arms, with nothing on but a little blanket, and sleepy smiles.