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„You, me, romantic dinner by the water, followed by an even more romantic walk along the beach followed by…"
Did that sound familiar? Well it should! Season 3- in the kitchen. Kirsten wants to have a date with Sandy but he cancels because he wants to be in the right mood to "eat and walk" with her ( he has too much work to do) ;)
Now I think every Kandy-Fan hated that line and I for one would've loved to see their little date at the beach. What about you?? I can't show it to you, but I can definitely help you imagining how everything could've gone )
Enjoy.
Ps: I changed some lines so please don't tell me every single word that's different !!
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After Ryan had left for work, Sandy and Seth were left alone in the kitchen, well, until the only woman of the Cohen family entered the room.
"Hey handsome men" she greeted them and the reply she got from both her boys were simultaneous shouts of "where".
"Oh my god I made the same joke as my dad" Seth said pretending to be shocked and whining playfully.
"Your dad is hilarious, you just don't see it these days" Sandy said trying to make another joke to cover his own unhappiness about his work for the hospital-project ruining his mood these days.
Seth just grunted in response before his face showed nothing but disgust at his mother's next words.
"Well then it's good that we two have a date tonight" she told Sandy as she walked confidently towards him and placed herself next to her husband so they were both standing in front of the kitchen counter.
Everyone in the room could tell that Sandy was clearly shocked, probably wondering if he had forgotten about a rendez-vous with his wife. Well, he couldn't remember anything.
"What?" he asked looking towards her and hoping he really hadn't forgotten anything important again. He could still see her disappointed eyes in front of him when she had realised that he had had forgotten about their 20th anniversary.
Kirsten just smiled and Sandy let out a sigh of relief- thank god they hadn't planned anything - he had lots of work to do.
"Well baby, I thought we could have a romantic dinner by the water" she told him and added quickly something "…followed by an even more romantic walk along the beach".
Sandy just looked at her, trying to understand what was going on.
Kirsten grinned when she thought about to what these things could lead.
She was just about to tell him when she started with the words "Followed by" but her son had already interrupted her with one of his sarcastic comments. Well, Sandy will know where I want this day to end, she said in her head and her grin only seemed to widen.
"Honey I cant tonight" Sandy pulled her out of her dream world.
"What?" now it was her who was asking if she heard him right.
He couldn't possibly say no to such a suggestion. Dinner with her, a romantic walk with her and sex were three things they hadn't done in ages, or at least she felt like that, so why would he say no?
"Why not?" Kirsten asked sadly and disappointed before her husband could come up with another excuse for cancelling their date.
Sandy thought about it feeling quite bad for rejecting her. Secretly, there was nothing else Sandy Cohen would enjoy more than a romantic date that would lead to a very hot night with his gorgeous wife – but sometimes you just couldn't have everything you wanted.
"Sorry baby but I have a lot of work to do and I still have to meet with Bill and the investors," he told her hoping she'd understand his position since she spent many years as the CEO of the Newport Group herself.
She didn't- and Sandy could it read in her eyes. This disappointment in her eyes again that never failed to break his heart in a million tiny pieces.
"I thought we could spend some time together," she said quietly before looking down and watching her hands, which were wrapped around her cup of coffee.
A coughing Seth interrupted the conversation.
"Alright, I got to go, see you guys later" he said, excusing himself from the room, actually the house, to not have to listen to his parents fight or, even worse, make out afterwards.
Sandy shut his eyes tightly as he heard the banging of the door closing.
Great, it wasn't just his wife he had to disappoint- now he had even scared his son away from the house.
Feeling something touch his hand caused Sandy to open them again and he was not surprised to find his wife's slim fingers wrapped around his hand.
"Honey, I wont lie – I wish we could spend more time together- but if something is really bothering you, tell me" she said in her usual soft understanding tone which never failed to make her husband open up and tell her everything he'd been worried about- he just couldn't help it. He couldn't lie to her.
Sandy told her about the piles of papers, which still covered his desk, at home and at the Newport Group. He told her about Bill Maryem and that he felt bad for doing practically everything to make the hospital-project a success. He told her how worried he was about the relationship with his sons but he didn't tell her how much he loved her or how worried he was about them. Not because they were in trouble- since rehab, they'd found their way back on solid ground and this kind of solid ground could survive any kind of earthquake at any time.
He was worried that they became two ships passing in the morning. He felt like they didn't get to see each other as often as they both wanted and needed- and this cancelled date was just another example to make him feel guilty.
His blue eyes met hers and he was worried for a moment of what she would say. He knew he had promised to her he wouldn't get carried away or change when he started working for the Newport Group and now he was standing in front of her like a little boy who was scared of going to school. She didn't need this kind of pressure and stress- she had enough weight put on her shoulder already.
Instead of saying anything Kirsten put her arms on his shoulders while giving him a look of sympathy- he usually hated to be looked at like that but he was realising that it was just what he needed- a moment to let himself fall, he just had forgotten about the only person who would never fail to catch him.
Kirsten let her hands slide around his shoulders until both her hands were crossed over on his back and her fingers danced around his shoulder blades to make him feel a little bit more relaxed.
Sandy sighed in contentment, wishing he'd never have to get out of her warm arms again.
All he wanted to do was cuddle into her chest, let all the stress of the last weeks fall off his body, and just enjoy some moments of peace with the person he loved most in the world.
"I love you" escaped his lips but he said it so quietly that she couldn't hear him. It didn't matter, no words were needed, because she felt it.
"I love you," she said only a few moments later and Sandy smiled in a way he hadn't smiled in weeks.
They might have been busy and hadn't had any real time together in a while but they were still Sandy and Kirsten, the moral centre of the universe, as Julie Cooper used to put it.
Sandy pulled away lightly to put his lips on hers. He didn't know why but he just felt like doing it.
Kirsten was a little surprised when he kissed her but she was definitely not the one complaining. She had missed this side of their relationship.
It wasn't like their sex life was boring or they hadn't a sex-life at all. It was just when he got home so late and she had spent the day cooking and playing the housewife, they were both so exhausted that by the time they had finished their love-making, they both fell asleep almost immediately. The worst thing for both Sandy and Kirsten was not being able to talk after or share those sweet loving kisses both thought they'd die without when they were still in college.
Before they could get lost in their gentle embrace, the clock behind them started to beep signalling to them that it was 12 o'clock, time to get to work.
Sandy pulled away from their kiss, a look of pure regret plastered across his handsome face.
"Baby, I'm sorry but I…" he started to apologise to the beautiful blonde in front of him, but she interrupted him before the last words had left his full lips.
"I know," she said sighing and trying to stop the feeling of sadness that was coming up inside of her.
Kirsten swallowed deeply, raising a hand up to his face. She smiled absentmindedly when his rough skin from where he hadn't shaved properly this morning grazed her hand.
"Will I see you at all tonight?" she asked him but regretted it immediately when she sad his guilt ridden eyes.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to…"
"No it's okay" Sandy stopped her from apologising. After all, it was his fault – he was the workaholic- not her, well, at least not anymore.
"I'll try to be home as soon as I can, beautiful" he told her before he placed his finger under her chin and kissed her gently on the forehead, causing her to close her eyes and a small smile to creep across her lips.
She simply nodded and blew him a kiss whilst watching him walk away from her.
Sighing, she took in her surroundings. The kitchen. The many kitchen supplies. The fridge, the table the counters, the stools and her new best friend, the stove.
No, she said to herself, I forgot the silence, it would probably top the stove, not that she was going to tell him.
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Sandy sighed. He hadn't been that bored and stressed all in once in a while.
It was times like these that he couldn't understand why he was so stupid for even thinking he could enjoy his job for the Newport Group.
He turned around in his huge leather chair trying to clear his head from all this crap.
Sandy's eyes caught sight of the picture of his wife that was still sitting on the side of his desk.
It was a picture of a beautifully looking woman who stole his heart so many years ago. And even when it was just a photograph, Sandy felt like her bright blue eyes were watching his every move, protecting him from going the wrong path.
He didn't know why but he could never work without having a picture of his beloved beside him. It helped him concentrating, made him feel better, save.
She could be miles away and he still felt her presence wherever he was.
Sandy's daydream was interrupted by Matt, who was obviously worn out.
"Sandy" he said in a tired voice.
He quickly turned around to face the man who didn't look much older than his own son, especially when he was looking so tired and weak.
It wasn't typical for Matt but he was just a human being, too.
"What's going on?" Sandy asked seeing that Matt wasn't looking that good.
"Bill Maryem called" he told his boss, looking down for a second before catching Sandy's eyes with his.
"He's decided on" Matt started but Sandy finished his sentence for him.
"the others" he said and Matt only nodded, looking kind of embarrassed.
"Sorry boss" he said, still feeling quite guilty for screwing up the last presentation for Sandy and some important clients.
"Don't worry, no get going" he said and he could see the pure shock and sudden fear in Matt's eyes.
"Wh…wh…Sandy, I'm really sorry about everything that's happened but this job means everything to me, please don't…" he started but Sandy grinned at him "for god's sake, I didn't plan to fire you, alright? I want you to go home to get some sleep, you look like hell" he said jokingly and Matt only nodded, wondering why his boss was so cool about everything all of a sudden and being deadly relieved that he would keep his job.
"See you tomorrow, and Sandy" Matt said just when Sandy was about to get back to the paper-stuff that was waiting for him.
"Yeah"
"You should get some sleep as well, no offence" Matt said before leaving the office for the first time in days. He had worked his ass off for this project but he knew there'd always be a next one and this hospital-project seemed a little too mysteriously perfect to him anyway.
Sandy shook his head, chuckling. Yes, sometimes this boy was really like his son- and that was probably the reason why he got on so well with the younger man and got into business with him in the first place.
Matt was a young ambitious guy with a lot of future perspective but with too less life experience. However, he would think about his suggestion this time.
Come on, boy, who are you kidding? You just got an excuse to leave earlier enough to spend the evening with your wife.
This idea was something that was clearly too appealing for him to ignore.
"Becca?" he called his newly hired assistant. She came running into his office, almost falling over her high heels. Yeah, Sandy had definitely something for young colleagues.
"Sorry" she said clearing her throat. "Yes Mr.Cohen?" she asked waiting patiently for his response.
"I want you to call the restaurant at the beach, The Arches. I want to pick up dinner at about 8" he told her and she quickly pulled out her notebook to write some stuff down because she was famous for forgetting important things.
"O…okay, Sir, and what exactly do you want me to order for you?" she asked a little unsure and Sandy waved a hand at her as to say "don't worry about that".
"Just tell them it's for Mr. and Mrs.Cohen and they'll know what to get for us" he said and was just about to turn around when another thought entered her mind.
"Oh, Becca, hold on a sec. Do you have any idea where I could buy candles and from where the hell I could get a pick-nick blanket?"
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Kirsten spent most of the afternoon in the kitchen, trying her best to stay occupied. She cleaned the stove, redecorated the tables, and rearranged the chairs a million times and all that for – nobody. Nobody would even notice.
Sighing she stopped fussing around and decided she would go and take a shower to get the dirt from gardening earlier off her hands and neck.
This was going to be a long day, she thought to herself and she watched her clothes drop to the floor one by one.
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You can tell it excitement, but what Sandy was feeling was so much more than that. He literally couldn't wait to spend some time with his wife and he wanted this surprise-date to be perfect for her after he had disappointed her so badly only that morning.
While he was waiting in the queue of the nice little shop Becca had recommended him, Sandy decided to text his wife to see what she was doing and to make sure she'd be home when he got there to pick her up.
Hi baby. Having a good day? I love you x Sandy
He knew it was quite stupid to ask if she was having a good day since he knew she'd still be disappointed because he cancelled their date and he knew she'd probably in a deep state of boredom all by herself and with actually nothing to do.
When she didn't answer, Sandy was quite scared that she'd be mad at him, but he decided not to worry about that for now. It was finally his turn to pay and he left the shop with three big bags full of things he bought for Kirsten and their special night he had planned.
Looking at his watch, he noticed that it was almost six so he really needed to hurry if he wanted to set up everything, pick up the food AND surprise his wife in time.
Sandy whipped his sweaty forehead and murmured some reassuring words to himself, before he climbed into his car to finish his list of things that he still needed to do.
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Kirsten had just wrapped a towel around herself when she heard a car pull up in the driveway.
She was surprised at first but when she went over to the window and saw a black limousine, her eyes widened in shock.
Kirsten couldn't believe her eyes and closed them for a second before opening them again. She'd seen right. She quickly went away from the window and wrapped the towel tighter around her body, feeling nervous all of a sudden. Who would visit her? Julie? No. One of her Newpsie-friends? She hoped not!
Before she could turn around to see who was at the door, Kirsten felt two strong arms wrapping around her almost bare waist. She gasped.
"Surprise" an all too familiar voice whispered into her ear before kissing her ear lobe softly.
The smile on Kirsten's face was indescribable when she realised who was standing behind her.
Turning around it only took her a second to fling herself into her husband's arms, kissing his neck a couple of times. She couldn't be happier- he was really home with her!
The moment Sandy had entered their bedroom and saw her only wrapped in a towel, he felt immediately all the passion of the last weeks being unleashed inside his body.
He just wanted this day to end already – certainly not because he wanted to sleep.
Pulling away from their hug, he kissed her softly on the lips before looking her body up and down a couple times.
"Honey, what are you doing here?" Kirsten asked, still amazed whilst pretending not to notice his lustful eyes watching her half-naked body.
It took a moment for Sandy to be able to answer her questions, his mind already stripping her off that short teasing towel.
"I'm here to take my wife out" he told her and watched happily how her face lit up in pure delight.
"You are?" she asked rhetorically, still not quite believing that this was really happening.
"Yeah you know, I thought about a romantic dinner by the water, followed by an even more romantic walk along the beach, followed by…" Sandy started and whispered the rest of the sentence seductively in her ear, making her smile, before he continued as loud as before "but it was just an idea I had".
Kirsten giggled when he finished his sentence and couldn't help but kiss him squarely on the lips.
"Really? An idea you had, huh?" she asked and pulled herself a little closer by wrapping her arms around his waist to be closer to him.
"Well then I better get dressed" Kirsten said looking deeply into his dark ocean deep and blue eyes.
Sandy could only nod before his wife pecked his lips and he watched her getting dressed right in front of him- oh yeah, he definitely hoped this day would be ending soon.
When Kirsten was ready and dressed in a beautiful wine-coloured skirt that was just long enough to look appropriate for her age and character and a plain white t-shirt that clung to her figure perfectly, Sandy grabbed his wife's hand and pulled her down the steps to take her finally to the place he wanted his, their, day to end.
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Kirsten couldn't believe her eyes when she saw what Sandy had done for her.
Her eyes took in her surroundings: he had chosen one of the most beautiful places by the water she had ever seen and she could still feel the soft sand between her toes.
Smiling, her eyes swept then over the blanket he had covered some sand with so they'd be comfortable. Her eyes scanned the beautifully set tablet with some flowers and candles on it. She giggled when she spotted a heart next to the blanket that was made out of shells. Her husband wasn't the most romantic man in the world but he could be the cutest of all if he wanted.
Smiling softly she turned towards him and closed her eyes for a sweet kiss she placed on his lips to give him a taste of what was to come later and to thank him for all the efforts he made just to make her happy.
Sandy who was still holding her by the hand guided her slowly to the blanket before both sat down staring at each other. Kirsten couldn't believe her luck that he was really there with her wanting to spend time with her- she knew it sounded pathetic but it had been a while since anyone spend actual, special time with her.
Kirsten looked at the food smiling when she realised he had picked all her favourite food. She was just about to start eating when Sandy took the fork out of her hand, kissed her quickly and then started to feed her himself.
She smiled occasionally sharing the taste with him by kissing him deeply when he was feeding her something particularly delicious, sweet or fruity.
They enjoyed themselves, half lying half sitting on the blanket close to each other while Sandy was feeding the love of his life until she couldn't see the food anymore- of course that was considered as a compliment!
Sandy put away their containers and dirty dishes before he shifted his weight a little closer to her to wrap his arms around her from behind so her back rested against his chest and they could watch the peaceful waves.
Kirsten enjoyed being so close to her husbands after weeks of loneliness.
It wasn't like she didn't enjoy having the house to herself or that she missed the Newport Group, but sometimes it get a little boring without any of her three favourite men.
Sighing contently, she rested her hand on his shoulder so she faced the already showing starts.
Sandy was more than happy when he heard his wife was appreciating the food he had chosen and when she rested her body against his own. You could say what you wanted, but nothing was more relaxing for Sandy than to feel the warmth of Kirsten's body.
She felt safe in his arms. He felt safe because he knew she was.
After another few moments of silence Sandy started placing light kisses down her neck making her giggle when he reached a particularly ticklish spot.
When he reached her ear, he whispered some chosen sentiments to her before he said "Now about that romantic walk you suggested…". He let the rest of the sentence trail off.
A smile crept across Kirsten's face when she remembered the things she listed to him earlier- she definitely wouldn't forget what followed the second entry.
She slightly turned around to be able to look him in the eyes before she slowly edged her face closer to his so their lips could meet in a gentle kiss.
"I love you," Sandy murmured against her lips before he knew he even thought about it.
Kirsten smiled lovingly, having missed hearing those special three words from him.
"I love you, too" she answered her words sounding muffled against his lips as well.
Before long, Sandy and Kirsten were walking a small round along the beach while Kirsten rested her head against his shoulders and her small and hand was tightly in his.
It was a quiet, romantic ambience though both partners were long past the thoughts of the nice weather or the beautiful water.
They had definitely spent too much time apart and both couldn't wait to share the close intimacy they couldn't live without again.
Sandy watched Kirsten and listened contently to her soft breathes. He kissed her temple wishing he'd never have to leave her for anything but going to the bathroom or getting new food again.
Sandy felt her shivering slightly in his arms and frowned worriedly before he shrugged out of his suit jacket to put it around her delicate shoulders. Kirsten smiled at the gesture and the affection that came with it, thanking Sandy with a kiss, which was definitely a lot more prolonged, and dearly than the ones before.
When they pulled apart, their four blue eyes met, having a silent conversation. Everything they felt for each other was said. They leaned in again to seal their unspoken pact with a kiss- they wouldn't let work get between them again and since Sandy's, or Caleb's, project was obviously not the right thing for Bill Maryem and the hospital board, he could easily step a little back from the work for the Newport Group to concentrate on more important things.
Sandy smiled softly when he watched his wife placing a single finger on his lips to caress his lower lip.
Still relishing in the memory of the feeling of her soft finger on his lips, he took her hand to lead her back to the blanket right by the water.
By the time they got back from the walk, that was quieter than the both of them had thought seen as they had a million things running through their heads they wanted to tell the other, it was already dark. They only found back to their warm blanket because the lit candles offered a bright source of light they could use and see from miles away.
Once again kissing Kirsten's head, they sat back down before they lay down completely to watch the stars. Sandy hand was holding hers and they were lay clasped together on Kirsten's chest.
He dared to look at her a few times, admiring her beauty and smiling at her excitement while she told him which star signs she could see- or thought she could.
They couldn't remember the last time they had the chance to have a few carefree hours to enjoy themselves.
No work, no kids, no interruptions. Just them- and they intended to take full advantage of that fact.
"Kirsten" he interrupted their silence after a few minutes.
She simply turned her head towards him so she could look in those deep blue eyes she would always get lost in.
Kirsten gave him one of those smiles, which gave him the okay to continue speaking.
"I missed spending time like this with you and I'm sorry that I put work before you this morning. I shouldn't have done it. I love you" he told her and Kirsten's heart melted.
"I don't know how you do it" Kirsten said seriously, shifting her body a little closer to his so their faces were barely apart. "But you always know the right words to say" she finished her sentence and sealed it with a long, intimate kiss.
Sandy smiled loving how forgiving she was- her good soul and her open heart were most likely the reasons for Sandy why he fell in love with that woman all those years ago.
Sandy lifted his hand up to his wife's face, softly stroking her cheek and leaning closer to her face. Kirsten took action, having decided that she couldn't and didn't want to wait any longer.
She kissed him, first gently, but quickly deepening the kiss by running her tongue over his lower lips until he obliged and let her in.
Their tongues brushed together in passionate strokes, never wanting to part again.
Both Sandy and Kirsten had missed the feeling of just kissing for hours without doing or thinking about anything else. They missed spending time together. They missed their endless conversations in bed after they made love or before they went to sleep. They missed getting lost in each other's eyes when they looked at each other over the dinner table. They just hadn't had any real time together and they vowed to themselves that they'd make sure to spend a lot of more time together.
When first light moans escaped their throats, Sandy rolled them over on the blanket, careful not to crush their leftovers or roll them too far so they lay on the dry, soft sand- he just thought ruining Kirsten's 5.000 skirt wasn't her favourite part of foreplay.
Sandy's hands slowly started to wander, making his wife moan softly in delight.
While Sandy made himself busy with opening the buttons on Kirsten's shirt, she gripped him tightly to pull him as close to her as possible, parting her legs in the process to invite him in between them.
Sandy smiled and obliged immediately, making himself comfortable between his wife's warm thighs. Oh, how he missed being able to take as much time as he wanted to kiss and touch her.
Their recent sexual experiences had been good, but not as mind-blowing as they used to be but it was mostly because they didn't have time for anything but sealing the deal. Now, they could enjoy every moment of it not having to think about tomorrow and they were, for once, not completely exhausted so the fact that they were making love barely registered in their minds.
Kirsten pulled away and pushed her head back into the sand when she felt him between her parted legs. She'd missed just having him lying on top of her.
Sandy trailed kisses up and down her neck while she rubbed her hands through his thick black hair and down his back making the skin under his polo shirt tingle.
Not too soon after, both Sandy and Kirsten were stripped to their underwear, kissing each other passionately under the stars.
She gripped the back of his neck abruptly when she felt a sudden hardness against her. Instead of saying anything about it, Kirsten quickly turned them around so she was lying on top of him.
Sandy was a little shocked when his wife turned them around but the toothy smile was evident on his face when his wife sat up so she straddled his waist.
He knew he should be very lucky that she had even suggested something that intimate to happen at a public place- well not that anyone would watch them but it was still a lot more adventurous than the four save walls of their bedroom.
Softly stroking her hips, he watched his wife closing her eyes for a moment as she enjoyed his warm hands on her body and his arousal against her already damp panties.
Before Sandy knew it, Kirsten had put her hands behind her back, ready to unclasp her bra.
She hadn't even opened it properly and she could feel him harden obviously.
Kirsten let out a short groan before concentrating back on the task and slipping the bra off her arms.
He watched her amazed, loving her chest and how her breasts moved up and down whilst breathing. Sandy had never been able to take his eyes off her and especially not when she was being like that.
Kirsten looked down at him, her hair cascading around her gorgeous face. She smiled when she saw his face lit up after she'd flung her bra across the blanket and away from her body. After making sure he was still enjoying the show, she slowly started to rub her hands up and down his chest, her fingers tangling themselves in the thin, soft hairs of his chest.
Sandy closed his eyes in pure satisfaction, loving how gentle her movements always were.
Before long, he opened them again, not wanting to miss another second without her perfect body on top of his.
Kirsten tensed up all of a sudden when she realised that she was naked at the beach where everyone who happened to walk by could see her.
Sandy noticed this immediately and sat up so she was sitting on his lap.
"Baby, don't worry, it's already dark and nobody walking by could see us anyway- not that I think anyone would have a late night walk here anyway- this place is private and secluded, gorgeous" he told her and softly kissed her lips a couple of times, not liking the worried frown that had crossed her forehead for a few seconds.
She smiled at him- he honestly knew what to say no matter when or what they were talking about.
Kirsten nodded and sighed contently when Sandy buried his head in her chest and placed wet kisses all over her upper body. Her sighs however, quickly developed into soft moans, urging him on to continue with what he was doing.
Sandy's hands slipped around her bare waist and up and down her back, pressing her closer against his own body.
Another moan escaped her dry lips before she threw her head back and gave him an unrestricted view to her most intimate areas.
He smiled the smile she knew and could read so well- he wanted her.
When Kirsten looked back into his face and their eyes locked, both thought they couldn't live another second without being connected- physically and emotionally.
It only took them a second to remove the other one's last piece of clothing.
They resumed their passionate kissing, both just wanting, needing, more.
Kirsten was still seated on his lap, whimpering every now and then when his hardness touched a sensitive spot.
Kissing her like their wouldn't be a tomorrow, Sandy slowly wrapped one arm around her waist and put his other under her ass to lift her so he could stand up on his knees and push her backwards and back into the sand-covering blanket. They were both well past the point of being ready- not because they had had a long-lasting foreplay, but because they'd taken all the time they needed to focus completely on each other and nothing else whilst them being able to see every part of the other's naked body definitely helped pushing them closer to the edge. Usually, when Sandy got home late from work and they'd have just enough energy to make love, the light would always be turned off to not disturb one of the boys and because they knew they'd fall asleep immediately after because of exhaustion anyway, so this situation was completely different and, oh, so much better.
Sandy pushed his tongue deeper into her mouth, appreciating the low moans he swallowed.
Kirsten opened her eyes, watching him with his eyes closed. She smiled into the kiss, party because of the pure happiness she was feeling, partly because of the excitement that made her so incredibly wet and warm between her thighs.
Sandy didn't know why but he felts a pair of eyes on him, so he opened his own slowly, hoping he was wrong and nobody was watching him and his wife in the act.
When he opened them and his eyes caught immediately her gorgeous, deep, bright blue, shining eyes he smiled against her lips before closing them again.
This woman was so full of surprises.
Sandy felt his wife's hands running up and down his back, knowing that it meant she was ready for him, not that her throbbing clit was telling him anything else so he shifted his position a bit to get a little bit more comfortable between her slim legs.
Kirsten knew when he repositioned himself that it would only take second till he'd be inside her.
She felt his tip at her entrance, causing her breath to hitch in her already tight throat, before she slipped her hands around to his front to rub his chest.
Sandy closed his eyes in intense pleasure caused by her warm wetness covering the tip of his shaft and her small cold hands running over his, in contrast, warm sweaty chest. He couldn't take it any longer. He needed her and as much as they tried to enjoy having as much time as they wanted to do this, it was time.
He entered her slowly bit by bit, her wet walls making it a breeze to delve in deeper.
Sandy heard her whimper when he was completely sheathed inside her and was scared for a second he had hurt her.
Looking quickly into her eyes, relief swept over his features when he saw she was enjoying the pace he had set and she just needed some time to adjust to the feeling.
Kirsten smiled at him after a few seconds, allowing him to create a steady rhythm for them.
He obliged and started pushing in and out of her in a slowish rhythm, before he picked up pace and got a little faster, though he was still as gentle as ever. He was determined to make love to her and not to sleep with her- for some people there might not be a difference between these two kinds of sex, but for Sandy and Kirsten there was.
Sandy and Kirsten knew they could sleep with someone else, they could have sex with someone else, they could even fuck someone else, but both knew they could never make love to anyone else in the world no matter what happened.
It was simply something that was saved for the both of them, no one else could possibly understand.
She knew, Sandy was not the only man in her life, but she knew as well, that he was the only man in her life she had ever made love to and the only man she'd ever make love to.
Her thoughts were interrupted by one of Sandy's low grunts, showing her that he was very close to letting go seen as Sandy Cohen had never been a man who moaned out his pleasure very often.
Only when it got serious and difficult for him to hold on- not that Kirsten was complaining since she moaned enough for the both of them.
Sandy tried desperately to hold on, wanting to give her as much pleasure as he could.
Kirsten's forehead was already sweaty and she felt like having a high fever when Sandy's pace increased again and she gripped him so tightly that she was surprised that he was still able to breath – not that it sounded like actual breathing but he wasn't fainting either.
Sandy's head dropped onto her shoulder, leaving some sloppy kisses wherever he could reach her.
"You feel so," he said but had to gasp when he felt the beginning of his wife's walls tightening around his painfully hardened erection.
"Incredible", he finished but his words were muffled by her skin against his lips and she could barely hear him because of his erratic breathing right next to her ear.
When the moment was finally there, Kirsten threw her head back, forcing Sandy to pull his own head out of her neck. He watched her taking her high nothing but graceful, making his eyes glow with lust and passion.
Mission accomplished.
"SANDY!" a scream pierced the quiet, sticky night air.
It took only seconds for him to follow her rise to euphoria, groaning her name in a way that would make it hard for anybody but Kirsten to understand what he meant.
After the sweaty but satisfied couple had calmed their breathing lightly, they sunk together, gripping each other tightly. They never wanted to let go again.
Of course, it was Sandy, who broke the peaceful silence between them.
"Baby you were…" he started and took a deep breath before continuing "absolutely amazing".
Kirsten smiled to herself, waiting for him to pull his head back out of her neck before she rewarded his statement with the sweetest of kisses.
"You weren't so bad yourself, handsome" she told him and he couldn't help but mirror her grin- he was glad that he could make this night good and special for her.
Before long, Sandy and Kirsten were lying next to each other, watching the stars and listening to the waves breaking only metres away from them.
Kirsten couldn't remember a more romantic night in her life- or at least not something that happened not years ago.
Sandy saw her eyes starting to drop after a while and as much as he enjoying lying with his favourite lady at his favourite spot in the world, they needed to get home before the boys would wake up in the morning.
He touched her hand softly with his making her turn around and smile at the sight of his gorgeous eyes looking at her.
"We should probably head home baby- as amazing this is here, with you" he said with a hint of disappointment in his voice.
Kirsten just nodded and pulled him close to her by the hand for one last sweet kiss.
They were soon back at Sandy's car, having packed all their stuff in the boot.
Now they stood on the passenger's side of the car, gazing at the ocean with their arms wrapped around each other.
"We should really do this again," Kirsten told him softly before she kissed him lightly on the cheek.
"Yeah" Sandy agreed smiling, being thrilled that Kirsten liked the spot he had chosen and night he had planned for her even if it had been her idea.
"Thanks for giving me the idea" he whispered to her whilst open her side of the car with one hand so the other could stay wrapped around her waist for another second.
"Thanks for making it reality" she whispered back to him and gave him one of those angelic Kirsten Cohen smiles.
They had just pulled out of the parking lot next to the diner, when the familiar melody of Ronan Keatings "When you say nothing at all" filled the air.
Both Sandy and Kirsten simultaneously looked and smiled at each other and Kirsten put her hand, which Sandy grabbed every time he didn't have to use it to drive the car safely, on his lap.
It was just their song.
It's amazing how you can speak right to my heart
Without saying a word you can light up the dark
Try as I may I can never explain
What I hear when you don't say a thingThe smile on your face let's me know that you need me
There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you'll catch me wherever I fall
You say it best, when you say nothing at allThe smile on your face lets me know that you need me
There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you'll catch me wherever I fall
You say it best, when you say nothing at all
Oh, the smile on your face let's I know that you need me
There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you'll catch me wherever I fall
You say it best, when you say nothing at allYou say it best, when you say nothing at all…
All day long I can hear people talking out loud
But when you hold me near (oh, hold me near)
You drown out the crowd (drown out crowd)
Try as they may, they can never defy
What's been said between your heart and mine
You say it best, when you say nothing at all
You say it best, when you say nothing at all
(The smile on your face)
You say it best, when you say nothing at all
(The truth in your eyes)
(The touch of your hand)
You say it best, when you say nothing at all
(Let me know that you need me)
You say it best, when you say nothing at all
You say it best, when you say nothing at all
Sandy couldn't help but look down at the hand which was still lying on his lap.
"I love you so much" he told her whilst listening to the soft last tones of the song's ending.
She looked at him, giving him the smile that let him know that she needed him, couldn't live without him.
She said nothing. And he understood.
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K first of all thank you so much for reading! I really hope i didnt disappoint you with this chapter. If you want more, tell me, if you dont want more cuz that chap sucked, i wanna know too (bt please dont be too cruel!! lol). xxx
PS: Thanks to Cohenwannabe for being the best inspiration a person could hope for. I love you x
PLUS SORRY FOR MY ENGLISH BUT I DIDNT WANT TO READ OVER THAT GIGANTAMUUUNGO CHAPTER AGAIN HAHA!! I think everyone who's written a chap knows what i mean! ;)
JEEEN