Sam and Phil stopped kissing and just staired at eachother. Looking into her eyes he saw beauty, love, passion, he saw in her eyes how much she loved him. Sam looked back into his eyes she saw the same he wa gorgeous, passionate, loving, she could tell by the way he was looking at her just how much he wanted her.
Oh i wish i was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
in 77 and 69 revolution was in the air
i was born too late into a world that doesn't care
oh i wish i was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
"Damn you're beautiful" Phil said softly as he stroked her cheeck.
"im glad you think so Hunter" gigling as she spoke.
"mmm is that sarcasm i detect DS Nixon"
"god i love you Phil" Sam said lovingly.
"prove it" Phil said in a low quiet tone of voice, he spoke a little demandingly.
"if you want me you've got to catch me" running as she finshed her sentence.
Sam ran through the kitchen into the corridoor and up the stairs. She turned left at the top of the stairs as Phil caught up with her. Catching and sliding his arms aroung her waist he drew her into his embrace he kissed her neck lightly, moving her golden blonde hair out of the way as he did so. She interlinked her fingers with his and tilted her head backwards and too the side so Phil was able to continue kissing her neck. She could feel his warm breath on her neck making her whole bodie shiver. They walked slowly but clumbsily into his bedroom.
When the head of state didn't play guitar
not everybody drove a car
when music really mattered and when radio was king
when accountants didn't have control
and the media couldn't buy your soul
when computers were still scary
and we didn't know everything
He lifted Sam's top over her head and tossed it somewhere on the carpet, Sam let her hands drop to his waist undoing the buckle on his trousers. Phil lowerd his hands and removed Sam's trousers expertly. Sam alomst undid one button after another on Phil's shirt caressing his skin as she went.
Phil picked sam up into a gentle protective embrace, he lowered her onto the bed, she slid herself back further onto the bed as he moved on top of her. Phil moved his hands onto hers. Out stretching completely extending their arms Phil carefully sank his body onto hers.
"you are the most divine, sexy, amazing woman i have ever met" Phil said in between kisses.
"i now realise what i've been missing on these past three years" sam said breathlessly
"what mad hot passsion" He said cheekily
"that and getting to know the real you, the sensitive side"
"so you think higher of me now then"
"i'll let you know afterwards"Sam said huskily.
"where were we..."
Oh i wish i was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
in 77 and 69 revolution was in the air
i was born too late into a world that doesn't care
oh i wish i was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
When pop stars still remained a myth
and ignorance could still be bliss
when god saved the queen she turned a whiter shade of pale
my mum and dad were in their teens
anarchy was still a dream
and the only way to stay in touch was a letter in the mail
Without anymore words Phil and Sam resumed their passionate encounter. Phil slipped his arms around and underneath Sam, Turning over so that she was on top of him. He undid her Bra and threw it somewhere, Turning her back and sliding underneath the sheets he kissed her neck and her shoulders moving down to her breasts, the warm feeling he found made his heart beat faster and hers too. His hot lips made her nipples harden, he removed her underwear as she removed his boxers. Now both completely naked in eachothers arms. He relished in running her hands over his tanned muscular chest smiling.
"Marelling are we Sam" Phil said hungrily.
"Just liking what im seeing, a guy who likes to keep in shape."
Giggling they carried on, With Phil on top of Sam he moved his kissed down her body, then he couldn't wait any more. Driving himself into her each thrust being met by Sam's slender hips, their hearts beating faster bodies becoming hotter. Sam arched her back as she gave into the delight they both felt, it was amazing the feeling you could get from loving someone so much. "God Sam argh...breathhlessly...fuck This is amazing." "You don't dissapoint Hunter". driving himself deep and deeper into Sam's body she wrapped her legs around his waist so this could be easily achieved. Feeling her most intimate muscles grip him he swore outloud, Sams heart was beating so fast she could hardly speak, her orignal soft groans of pleasure became louder as Phil's thrusting became faster, they both felt an amazing climax as Phil Drained himself into her. Both exhausted they slumped onto the bed. Phil pulling sam Into his embrace. The white sheets darped over them. Their legs were entwined, arms interlinked Sam was lying against Phil her head on his chest.
oh i wish i was a punkrocker with flowers in my hair
in 77 and 69 revolution was in the air
i was born too late into a world that doesn't care
oh i wish i was a punkrocker with flowers in my hair
when record shops were still on top
and vinyl was all that they stocked
and the super info highway was still drifting out in space
kids were wearing hand me downs
and playing games meant kick arounds
when footballers still had long hair
and dirt across their face
"So you haven't snwered my question" Phil said
"oh yes, do i think higher of you" Sam said slowly seductively.
"well" He said alomst imaptiently
"better not dissapoint your ego, you were bloody brilliant"
"cheeky..better not dissapoint my ego"
"that was the most amazing.. it's never been so good"
Oh i wish i was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
in 77 and 69 revolution was in the air
i was born too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh i wish i was a punkrocker with flowers in my hair
i was born too late into a world that doesn't care
oh i wish i was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
Hope this chapter was ok, as alway te blue button is apprieciated. im back from cornwall so no more missing the bill yippppeeeee. cheers to everyone who has reviewed so far.