"His Salvation"
CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
Title: "His Salvation"
Author: Michelle Heath
Rating: MA for adult language and situations
Summary: He saved her. Will she be his salvation?
Date Written: January 22, 2011
Disclaimer: I so do not own Hawaii Five-0; unfortunately!
(As they arrive at The Ritz-Carlton at Half Moon Bay near San Francisco, Sam is appropriately impressed by the beauty of the hotel. Steve hasn't said another word about their honeymoon except to tell her that this is not their final destination. Once they are alone in their suite having just finished a late dinner, they are both able to really relax for the first time all day. There is a full moon shining on the Pacific Ocean, and they have a beautiful view of the shimmering water from their balcony. Telling Steve she'll be right back, Sam disappears into the bedroom. A few minutes later, Steve is leaning his arms on the balcony railing and watching the waves crash against the rocks when he hears Sam's voice softly calling his name. Standing up and turning around, Steve loses his breath. Sam, clad in a white, sheer lace negligee that hugs her curves like a second skin, is slowly walking toward him with pure, unadulterated lust written all over her face. Instantly, he is painfully hard and has a difficult time remembering to breathe. He is so blown away by the sheer perfection of the woman in front of him that he can't so much as blink. By the time Sam stops directly in front of him, however, Steve has more than recovered from the temporary paralysis that had a hold over him. Sam's emerald green eyes are glittering with need as she gazes up at him and there is an answering fire burning in Steve's. He reaches up to cup her face with his right hand as his left arm slides around her waist and pulls her up tight against him. Sam's hands rest on his chest and they look into each other's eyes for a few moments as they both realize that they are about to make love for the very first time as husband and wife. After years of waiting, Steve finally, finally has what he wants; Samantha Murdock is now Samantha McGarrett. His heart feels like it's about to burst with love for this beautiful, smart, brave woman who is his wife, and he ever so gently touches her face reverently. Her skin feels like silk beneath his fingers and he feels as if he could drown in her eyes. Sam feels the solid strength of his arm around her waist, can feel the pounding of his heart beneath her hands, and sees the love in his eyes. In this moment, she realizes that the one thing she tried to run away from all those years is the very thing she wanted most in the world. Her need grows and is reflected in her eyes and Steve wastes no time in picking her up and carrying her to the huge bed which dominates the room. Ever so gently laying her down, he covers her body with his and kisses her softly and sweetly. Without either of them saying a word, they both understand that they are going to take their time, go very slowly, and make their wedding night very special. Steve's every movement is reverent and gentle and Sam has never before felt so adored. Steve's kisses are slow and sweet and his hands are ever so gentle with each touch. They spend an infinite amount of time just touching as if trying to memorize every angle, line, and plane of the other's face. Sam's fingers drift slowly over the hard muscles of Steve's shoulders and arms and she marvels at the sculpted perfection of her husband's body. Desire floods through her and she lifts her head to capture his mouth with hers. Steve's hands move slowly and sensuously over Sam's lace clad body and he pushes away the urge to take her hard and fast. This is their wedding night and he wants it to be one they'll never forget. Sam has managed to pull his shirt from his pants and is working it up his body, but she stops and slowly runs her hands over every inch of exposed skin. Their kisses slowly become more and more heated and they stop only when it becomes necessary to breathe. Sam finally tugs his shirt up far enough that he has to momentarily lift his body from hers to remove it and he quickly flings it to the floor so he can resume his slow exploration of her body. Sam is already working on getting his belt and pants undone and Steve can't help but grin at her eagerness. He finally decides that, if his wife wants him that badly, he should give the lady what she wants. Moving away from her for mere seconds, he quickly rids himself of the rest of his clothing. The raw hunger he sees in Sam's eyes when he is standing before her ramps up his desire to a whole new level. She sits up on her knees in the middle of the bed and looks at him through heavy-lidded eyes. Moonlight washes over her and Steve's heart nearly stops. There is no doubt in his mind that he has never seen anything more sensual in his entire life. He moves back to the bed and, reaching down with both hands, lifts the lacy gown up and over her head and tosses it to the floor. There are no longer any barriers between them and need is rolling off both of them in waves. They come together slowly, arms sliding around each other and mouths meeting in a kiss that quickly becomes more demanding and heated that soft and sweet. Steve deftly turns so that Sam is lying on her back and covers her body with his. Their kisses are much more hungry now and need is beginning to take control of them both. Steve tears his mouth from Sam's and drops hot, wet kisses upon her neck and collarbone until he reaches her breasts where he licks and gently bites first one and then the other until Sam nearly screams with pleasure. She can feel his erection pressing against her stomach, and she wants him to be inside of her. Calling his name raggedly, Sam is nearly sobbing as she begs him to take her. All of Steve's determination to take things slowly drains away at the sound of Sam's voice, and he cannot refuse her anything. Demanding that she look at him, Steve waits until she complies before giving her what she wants. Once her eyes are locked on his, he slowly and very deliberately slides inside her warmth and doesn't stop until they are as close as they can possibly get. Looking down, Steve sees want and need and desire and love in Sam's emerald green eyes and he falls that much farther in love with her. He begins to move slowly within her and feels the exquisite sensations only Sam can give him begin to course through his body. Her nails rake over his shoulders and back as she urges him to increase his pace, and their breathing becomes ragged. Sam's blood is on fire and she is desperate to reach that pinnacle of pleasure that only Steve can take her to. Faster and faster Steve drives into her and Sam meets his every stroke as if they were made for one another. Just when she is sure she will die from pleasure, Sam shatters around Steve and takes him with her into an achingly sweet oblivion. Many long minutes later, Steve gathers Sam's limp form in his arms and pulls her close to him, pulls the covers up over them both, and returns his wife's whispered words of love. They are the only two people on the planet and this room is their Heaven.)
A/N: I was going to write more in this chapter to include some other folks but then I decided that Sam and Steve's wedding night deserved a chapter all to itself. Can't help it, I'm "mushy". Michelle
