Sarah stood a little awkwardly at the edge of the room. Her hair was mused and there was stubble burn on the soft skin at the edge of her mouth. Becker grinned at her, sliding a hand down her arm to cradle her wrist. Sarah's smaller hands tugged at his belt, pulling it from the loops and throwing it towards the bed.

Becker unbuttoned Sarah's shirt, pulling it down over her arms and using it to hold her there, his eyes dark. Becker leant in, kissing her hard on the mouth and Sarah groaned into his mouth as she undid his pants, falling to her knees as she pulled them down and licking a line down his cock.

He should probably mention at this point that even with his pants around his ankles and his shirt off he was the most clothed person out of the two. The long length of Sarah's back was smooth and curved, muscles bunching as she leant down, thighs twitching as her weight shifted. Becker's cock was hard and wet against his hip, his chest well muscled, more so than Sarah first thought.

He was stronger than Sarah would have thought to, helping Sarah to her feet before herding her back towards the bed. Sarah was pushed back by the arms, pants falling off her legs, onto the bed, Becker following her down. He could feel Sarah's nipples brush along his arm, her breath huffing out as she pushed in closer. Becker watched her, dick twitching, as he leant across to kiss Sarah, hand cupping her breast, thumb stroking across the nipple. She arched into it, pressing herself closer to Becker.

Sarah licked at Becker's neck, pulling herself to her knees and throwing a thigh over his. She looked down at him with a smirk and sighed as she reached down and guided Becker's cock into her. Becker's head dropped back and he groaned, hands clenching into the bedspread. His eyes fluttered open and he groaned again, his hands were tight on Sarah's hips and Sarah was watching as the muscles bunched in his arms. He was lifting her, guiding her thrusts down on his cock and it was about the hottest thing she'd ever seen.

There were livid red marks on Sarah's skin when Becker released his hand and dropped it down to her clit. She arched back into him, breathing hard, and shuddered, barely able to hold herself up. He did it again and again, using the other hand to keep her moving and finally she fell apart, thighs shaking.
And she collapsed beside him, pulse thumping in her neck. Becker, still inside her, groaned and his hips thrust, searching for sensation.
It only took a few minutes before his thrusts fell apart and he came in ragged shoves. Sarah had recovered and she leant over, wrapping her hands around Becker's cock. Becker rocked into it, head thrown back and bottom lip between his teeth.

Sarah's palm was just a little rough and it pushed him over the edge, coming in white lines across Sarah's chest. Just as he did though there was a knock at the door, turning to face a very wide eyed Dr. Paige, Becker buttoned his jeans and stood protectively in front of her as a very mortified looking Lester walked in, only to swiftly walk out again.

At first it was all wide eyed expressions and sighs until they broke out into gentle laughter at the hilarity of it all. Sex in the arc on call room wasn't best comfortable but it certainly was pleasurable! : P