The Fantasy Series: 9- The Submariner

Sam was surfing through all the channels, not really noticing what was on. She looked at the time again: it was 00:30. She was becoming worried. Why Martin wasn't home by now? She tried to call him on his cell phone but he wasn't answering and no one seemed to be at the office. It wasn't like him to disappear like that. She was so caught up in her own thoughts that she jumped at the sound of two rough knocks on her door. She hit the mute button of her remote and got up to see who was coming to see her in the middle of the night.

She looked through the peephole - you never know in this city - and smiled at the sight of a man in uniform in front of her door. She opened slightly the door to see Martin in an Naval Uniform. It was white and decorations were pinned all over his chest. He was smiling smugly when he took off his cap and put it under his arm.

"How can I help you?" she smirked.

"Samantha Spade?"

"Yeah?",she narrowed her eyes, wondering where he was going.

"You don't recognize me?"

"Um I'm sorry, I don't think we've met before."

She was about to close the door, when he stopped her. "Samantha, it's Martin. Remember we met about a year ago?"

She stared at him, blankly. He was always like this, not giving any details. It was like she had to read his mind but obviously she couldn't. "Sorry, no I don't remember you."

"Well I don't know what I should have expected, I mean, we only spent the night together."

He was acting disappointed, but he could tell his game was annoying Sam, so he decided to drop it. Maybe Sam wasn't into the military thing. He sighed and started to say something but Sam interrupted him.

"Wait a minute, Martin Fitzgerald?"

He smiled at her. "Yeah, Fitzgerald. Well now you have to call me Commander," he showed her his new decorations.

"Wow I'm impressed."

She saw him getting uncomfortable as he stood out in the hall. He just prayed he wouldn't see any of their neighbors, it was humiliating enough. Sam chuckled and added. "Maybe you want to come in?"

"Uh, yeah thanks." He stepped inside and fingered his cap nervously. "You know, I'm sorry to stop by like this, in the middle of the night, but I'm on leave and I didn't know what to do or who to see."

"It's okay I wasn't asleep anyway. So when are you leaving again?"

"Tomorrow at 10AM," he sighed.

"Wow that's not much time."

"Yeah especially when you just spent a whole year in a submarine with like a thousand frustrated guys," he chuckled.

"Oh I see why you came to see me."

"I hope it's okay," he said tentatively, unsure of her reaction.

"You're lucky you're cute. And that I don't have a man right now."

She grabbed his jacket collar and brought him close to her, crushing his lips on hers. He really was gorgeous in this uniform... okay he was gorgeous all the time, but Sam had a little thing for guys in uniform. They were so sexy! And he chose the most sexy of them all, a Naval officer, dressed in white. Just the thought of it, made her insides burn for him and the wetness in her panties grow.

As she thrust her tongue in his mouth, he snapped back to reality, dropped his cap on the floor and pushed her against the wall, right next to the door. He grabbed her under her thighs and lifted her effortlessly. Wow was her Marty strong or what? She wrapped her legs around his waist while he started to undress her. He had to have her now.

When she was naked in his arms, he looked at her with a smirk on his face.

"Get undressed," she ordered.

He shook his head and just unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. When they fell on the floor, Sam noticed he wasn't wearing boxers like he usually did.

"So Commander, are you going commando?" she said, licking her lips at the sight of him more than ready.

"Yeah, the regulation boxers irritate my skin," he said smugly.

"Are you going to take off your jacket?"

"No, I'm not going to wait any longer. I'm going to take you right now, because I waited too freaking long to be inside you again."

With that he entered her in a slow thrust, enjoying the feeling of being buried deep inside her. She clutched at his jacket and threw her head backwards. Even though it wasn't a whole year, a whole week without making love to Martin was too freaking long indeed. He shrugged her off all week when she initiated sex, and now she knew why. He had bigger plans.

This was nothing sweet and romantic, it was frantic and to say it crudely, an amazing fuck for both of them. Everytime Martin would pound into her, her back would bump into the wall, making it tremble in the process. She would have bruises on her back, but she couldn't care less now, when she was reaching her climax. She grabbed Martin's head and brought his face to her neck when she came, opening her eyes wide as she muffled her scream on his shoulder, until the waves of pleasure subsided. In her hazed mind, she noticed the TV was still on though no sound was coming out of it.

It was only when she heard the throaty moans Martin was making in her ear that she knew he was close. So she kissed his neck and bit his ear lobe, humming softly. She knew he loved hearing her when he was giving her pleasure so she decided to give him a real show, moaning his name repeatedly. And then, just a few strokes later, she felt him grab her ass and smack her down the wall again to empty himself inside her.

She then felt him stumble a little, but when she was about to tell him to let her down, his legs gave out and they both fell on the floor with a loud "THUD". Fortunately for her, Martin was under her so he cushioned her fall, but for his part he would have a nice bruise on his ass tomorrow.

As she was lying on top of him while he was still struggling to breath, she began kissing his neck and unbuttoning his jacket. When it was off him she shoved his undershirt over his head, and looked at him, really pleased with herself. Finally she got him naked!

"So Commander, was this performance worth waiting a whole year for?" she whispered seductively.

She saw him smile though he kept his eyes closed. "Hell yeah, I would go back into my submarine right now for another year if it meant I got to have this when I came home."

"But you know, the night isn't over yet.."

She got up and offered him her hand to stand. When he took it and stood, she winked at him and went into the bedroom. He followed her, not forgetting to look at her ass.

When he entered the room, he saw her waiting for him under the covers, biting her lower lip in anticipation. He joined her and started kissing her mouth and running his hands over her sides. She was responding to every stroke, squirming and shifting in his arms. When he understood he wouldn't be able to hold her still, he rolled them over so she could be on top.

With that, she looked at him with a devilish grin and began sucking on the skin where his shoulder and neck met, marking her territory. He yelped when she bit hard, leaving a big red mark.

"Ow!"

"What's the matter? Don't you want a little something to show your mates you got lucky during your leave?"

"Are you sure that's the reason you're doing it?"

"Why else I do it?"

"I don't know maybe this is your signature. Maybe you do that to every man you have in your bed."

"And you'll be one of my lucky victims? You wish!" she chuckled, as she returned to her previous task.

He moaned when she nipped at his sensitive spot, right behind his ear. He was so caught up in the sensations that he didn't notice her making her way downward, until he felt her warm breath on his belly button. His eyes sprung open and he looked down at her and her annoying smirk, knowing she held the power right then. But Martin really didn't want to lose it, as much as he didn't want to take it to himself.

It was really weird but tonight he wanted to share everything with Samantha, and if he had to lend her some power to do that, then he would.

He grabbed her arms to pull her up and kissed her lips forcefully. She moaned her protest against his lips.

"What?" he asked breathlessly.

"Why don't you want me to do it?"

"Because I want to do it to you."

She smiled and rubbed her body against his, marvelling about the effect she always seemed to have on him even though they were a couple for more than a year.

"Then I guess we'll have to innovate," she said, her lips stuck on his own.

At this point of the game, neither of them was able to say if they were still playing or not.

"You have an idea?"

"Have you ever heard of multitasking?" she asked as she climbed off of him.

Martin smirked, he never would have thought she would go for it. But he wasn't about to decline the offer. "I think I know what you're talking about, and I'm all for it, if you're game."

"You know I want to do it. You'll have quite a few things to brag about in the canteen of your submarine."

"It's called the mess by the way, but you know I'm not the kind of guy who'll kiss and tell."

"Enough telling already, and more kissing please," she said as she kissed and licked one of his nipples.

"Okay but we need to get settled. Climb on me again, but upside down."

She couldn't help feeling weird with him giving her instruction. It didn't feel like they were about to have a sexual intercourse. But she did it anyway and positioned herself like he said.

And at the same time she grabbed his hardenning shaft between her fingers, he spread her folds with his. They were both attentive to what they were doing, trying to draw out pleasure as much as they could. Sam tried to mirror his actions. When he began licking her clit, she licked the head of his member. When he would suck everything he could reach, she took him fully in her mouth. She never thought this position could be this good. They would have to do it more often, she guessed.

When he pushed two fingers into her, she moaned with his erection in her mouth, vibrations sending shivers all over his body. He had to keep some ounce of control here, but more important, he could allow himself to come first with this position. He scraped her clit with his front teeth while he began the familiar gesture of in and out with his fingers. When he did that, he felt her squirm above him, trying to increase the pressure he had on her clit.

"Harder," she rasped as she stroked him harder with her fingers.

He happily obliged as he felt the familiar tightening in his balls, indicating him his climax wasn't far. Sam felt it too and as she took him again in her mouth, she started rubbing his balls with her fingers and that was all it took as he spurted deep in her mouth, crashing his face and mouth on her folds. And for the first time in her life, Samantha swallowed. She couldn't do it with any other man, she found it disgusting. She would do anything to please Martin and she knew he felt the same way about her.

And now that she could concentrate on her pleasure, she couldn't help gyrating her hips to reach ecstasy as fast as possible. Martin tried to hold her still, but was having no luck, so he rolled them over to trap her with his weight. He slid his tongue into her and fingered her clit until he heard her strangled cry and felt her hips coming off the bed. He continued to please her and waited for her to come back down from her high as he climbed off of her, and looked at her with adoration in his eyes. She was his, and he was the one who made her feel like this. He felt proud and at the same time he was glad she was making him feel like this too. He couldn't think of a more perfect woman for him.

"I need water," she said when she was able to speak again.

She went out in the kitchen and he took advantage of it to climb back under the sheets. But when she came back, totally naked he saw she was wearing the Commander's cap on her head. He looked at her astonished - she was the most beautiful sight in the world.

"We're nowhere near finished Commander. You leave in 8 hours and I intend to make the most of it," she whispered seductively as she crawled across the bed towards him.

He held her stare and it was so feriously attractive, he knew he was in trouble. "Are you trying to kill me?"

"No, I'm trying to engrave this moment in your memory so you won't forget me while you're at sea."

"Believe me, I won't forget you anytime soon."

She straddled his seated form and kissed him hungrily. Who would have thought the Commander outfit had so much effect on her? he thought, smiling inwardly.

This was going to be an interesting night.

TBC