The apartment was in darkness, the only light was the orange glow of the street lamp outside the window that floated warmly through the glass and onto the two sleeping forms. Luka slowly opened his eyes and smiled gently. He turned his head slightly and saw the hands on the clock illuminated, telling him that it was 03.45. He turned his head back around and smiled again. During the course of their almost five hour nap, they had managed to shift their bodies without falling off of the sofa.
She was on the inside of the sofa, facing Luka and her head was resting on his chest. Her left arm was hooked under his shoulder and her fingers were splayed wide over his back. Her whole upper torso was pressed against him. Both her legs were trapped between his, one of his thrown over the top of her thighs, the other under both of her legs. His right arm was wrapped around her body, his hand resting underneath her body on her rib cage. He saw a few strands of her hair flutter as he breathed gently onto her face. He closed his eyes for a second, smiling and opened them again.
He shifted down the sofa slightly, so his face was in line with Sam's and he smiled when she groaned and pulled him closer to her.
"Sam?" He whispered, his voice laiden with sleep, his accent heavy.
He saw her eyelids flutter slightly but remain stubbornly closed. His eyes drifted down her face, taking in her beautifully peaceful expression and remembered when he first saw her sleep, on the bed in the hospital with bruises covering her entire face.
He breathed out again and he saw her lips part slightly when his breath touched them. He shifted his head forward slightly on his elbow (he had it hooked under his head, acting as a pillow) and his nose brushed Sam's gently. His eyes drifted between her eyes, down her nose to her lips and back up again.
"Sam?" He breathed out and saw her turn her head a little further into her own crooked elbow. "I'm going to kiss you, Sam," he whispered.
He waited a few seconds for her reaction but when he received none, he shuffled his head forward and his lips brushed hers lightly.
He heard her gasp and he smiled against her.
"Luka..." she breathed, her voice husky.
He leaned forward again and pressed more firmly, but still gently. He felt her hand on his back twitch slightly and he smiled again. She shifted between his legs and Luka let out a strangled sigh. He felt her smile. Leaning forward again, his lips were but an evanescent whisper on hers but when he felt her hand glide up his back and over his neck and into his hair he leaned further into her. She didn't pull his head down, simply let her hand stay where it was, holding his lips to hers. He breathed through his mouth, against her lips and he heard her whimper slightly. He twitched his hand that was under her body and felt her breath hitch in her throat. He then pulled the hand out from under her, ignoring her protests and slid it up her back to her shoulder, then across her shoulder blades to her other shoulder and onto her breastbone, finding there his necklace.
He kept his mouth where it was but his hand fiddled with the pendant, his fingers brushing lightly against her skin.
"Luka..." she said again and he dropped the pendant and traced her neckbones up to her jaw and then let his hand wander over her cheek. When his hand reached her hairline, he pressed more firmly against her lips and ran his tongue along the length of his own lips and subsequently Sam's. She granted him access, helpless to do anything other than that.
Gently, his tongue ran across the rim of her teeth and then caressed Sam's tongue. It was slow, exploratory but both could feel the possession also held beneath the surface. He felt a gentle brush against his face as Sam's other hand brushed his cheek and move around behind his head, cupping his ear and urging him further into her.
His legs wrapped themselves further around her body and she pressed her body more tightly into him. He felt himself begin to lose control.
As the kiss deepened and became more passionate, Luka shifted his body so he was lying above her, his legs lying between hers, his chest pressed against hers. He cupped her face between his hands and deepened the kiss further. He felt her hand in his hair pull him down, the other tracing the front of his t-shirt, then sliding around him and pressing into the small of his huge back.
Luka moaned as her tongue dueled fiercly with his. He let his hands wander down her face, over her neck, his necklace and down between the cleft of her breasts. He felt her shudder and grinned against her mouth. He pecked her lips and pulled his lips from hers, trailing feather light kisses down her jawline, her neck and onto her breastbone. His body sliding down hers, he could hear her heart racing against his cheek, and he let his head rest just above her heart for a second. He turned his head and placed a feathery kiss there, through her sky blue top. His hands drifted down her sides and gripped the edge of her top and then they slid happily up to her breasts, tracing their outline with a featherlight touch and she arched her back into him gently. His lips kissed down her abdomen and when he reached waistband of her jeans he ran his tongue along the edge of them and heard her strangled breath.
Sliding up her body, his lips met hers again and he kissed her deep - enough to make him think he could kiss her heart. He eased his hands out from under her top and placed them on her legs. He tugged on her legs and moved them around his body, then moved to her arms and hooked them around his neck, kissing her all the while. He stood eventually and pulled Sam's body with him. She prised her lips from his and used her tongue to trace a line to his ear and bit down on it gently.
"Not fair," he breathed out as he tried to maneouver their bodies around his house while attempting to ignore Sam's advances for the moment.
When Sam's lips met his again, it was fiercer than he expected and he stumbled and fell against a wall. He pressed her into it as she battled with his tongue for dominance over his mouth, while her hands slipped into the back pockets of his trousers and pulled his body closer and closer to hers.
He tore his lips from hers and trailed a fiery track of kisses along her neck and she arched it, giving him better access, panting as he sucked gently on her pulse point. He lifted her higher up on his body and dipped his head, nibbling at the exposed flesh of her heaving bosom. His tongue tasted the salt of sweat and tears and he groaned, leaning heavier against the wall as his knees began to weaken.
He managed to pull his head back up and pulled back from the wall, one of his hands holding Sam's head to his and the other around her waist to stop her falling. When they reached the bedroom he walked over to the bed and kneeled against it, placing Sam gently onto it. He reached behind him and unhooked her legs and stood. He saw her brown eyes follow him as he stepped away from the bed for a second, to get a fuller view of her body, waiting for him.
Slowly, he returned to her and covered her body with his, sliding his arms under her and across her back, encompassing her whole body, kissing her passionately. He leant back and pulled her body with him, until they were sitting up facing one another. He pulled her long sleeved top over her head and brushed a few strands of awry hair away from her face. He leaned over her again and pushed her gently by the shoulder back onto the bed and his hand slid from her shoulder to her breast and he massaged it gently. He could feel her chest heaving under his touch and he grinned breathlessly.
Her hands were tugging at his shirt - but from the wrong end. She hooked her fingers over the collar and with each massage he made, her fingers pulled down on the shirt, her breaths coming in short, breathy rasps. She felt his lips on her neck and she let out a strangled sound as his tongue sent shivers down to her very core. She had never felt so aroused and she knew that he was only beginning.
She dragged her nails down his back and tugged his shirt up and he leaned away as she yanked it over his head and she saw him grin at her. She sat up slightly and bit down on his nipple and he almost collapsed on top of her. Grinning herself, she closed her lips around it and began to suck, flicking her tongue across it and then let her tongue slide over to his other nipple and do the same there. She felt his short breaths on her hair and she grinned more. She felt his hands on her back, fumbling for the clasp of her bra.
Frowning he pulled away and Sam looked at him innocently and took his hand. She placed his hand between her breasts and took two of his fingers and ran them over the ridge that was the clasp. He closed his eyes and groaned.
Could she be any more erotic?
He opened his eyes again and saw that she was pouting slightly, her lips swollen. He quickly undid the clasp and pulled the fluorescent pink garment off her body and tossed it across the room. He heard it fall to the floor and he leaned down to her again, taking one breast in his hand, the other in his mouth, he began fondling with the now exposed skin and he heard her moan his name.
He could tell that she had never been made love to before.
His hand left her breast and he traced a line down her stomach and down to the button of her jeans. He slid his body down hers again, placing random kisses across her torso and he slid her pants off her legs. As he ascended her body again, his lips grazed the inside of her thighs and Sam's hand was instantly on his head, holding him in place. He fought against it and continued his flight up her body.
"Zelim te..." He whispered into her ear and he heard her groan out his name again.
Her hands were suddenly on his belt buckle, pulling at it and yanking it from his hips. Her fingers made deft work of his zipper and button and she used her toes to push his trousers down his legs. Luka stood and stepped out of his trousers and moved to remove his boxers but Sam's hand on his wrist stopped him. He looked at her with a frown on his face.
"Let me."
Luka closed his eyes and waited for her touch on his skin but when it didn't arrive he opened his eyes again and found Sam simply staring at him, unashamedly taking in his full form.
"Just like I remember," she whispered as she leaned forward, her eyes rivetted on Luka's.
She slipped her arms around his waist and pulled his body close to hers, kissing underneath his belly button, above the wasitband of his boxers. Her teeth grazed his hip bone and he murmured in Croatian again and grabbed her head and held it there. Sam laughed gently, sending waves of passion to his already painfully pulsating arousal. She ran her tongue over his sensitised skin and quickly pulled his boxers off of him. She sat back and he stepped out of them and smiled wanly.
"Trebam te," she heard him murmur and she looked back up to him, seeing him watching her, waiting for her to take him in so he could continue his own adventure of her body.
"I want you..." she sighed and flopped back onto bed.
She felt it dip as he leaned back down and felt his hands on her hips and then felt her panties being pulled away from her. Seconds later, she felt a cool breeze on her warm, moist core and her hand flew into her hair and gripped it hard.
"Oh God," she almost cried out as she felt Luka's naked body press her into the bed. "I need you," she panted.
"Trebam te, zelim te..." he murmured into her ear as he flicked his tongue over her lobe.
He slid into her and she moaned along with him.
Her fingers dug tightly into his skin, her nails making half-moon indentations on his shoulder blades.
He stilled inside of her and she whimpered.
"Luka, please, please," she begged and opened her eyes to see him staring down into her eyes.
"Look at me, don't close your eyes," he told her and she nodded, resisting the urge to roll her eyes back into her head as he began thrusting again.
Minutes passed and were filled with quiet moans that built in intensity and the passion between the two lovers intensified.
He panted words in both english and Croatian and Sam simply moaned his name. As the first waves of her orgasm coursed through her body, Sam cried out and bit down onto Luka's shoulder as he called her name into the passion filled room.
"Look at me," he commanded and she pulled back from his shoulder and stared into his eyes as he cupped her face.
She moaned over and over and over as she was hit, wave after wave after wave, with raw passion. She felt Luka collapse on top of her and she kissed the dip of neck, as he did the same to her. She ran her hands over his sweat slicked back and then into his sweaty hair and down his cheeks and pushed his head up.
She stared into the aftermath of passion and pulled him down to her and they kissed, lazily, while the very last shudders of their love-making coursed through their bodies.
After a few minutes, Luka flipped their positions, so Sam was lying on top of him, her head on his chest, him still inside of her.
He looked at the clock at the side of the bed.
05.19 am.
I met myself just today
Came alive in my grave
Welcome to the beautiful... the beautiful
TBC