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And I'd give up forever to touch you
Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight

- Goo Goo Dolls, "Iris"

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Chapter 27: NC-17

Scurry away youngins'! Here be smut. For those who don't want to read this type of content this chapter can be skipped and you will still be fine in the story.

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The door swung open behind her and without breaking their kiss they stumbled towards the bed, clothes flying as they were quickly discarded. Clad only in their underwear they fell onto the bed, tangled together in a fumbling embrace. He landed on top of before easing himself up so he could look down at her. She knew that he wanted to be sure that this is what she really wanted so without breaking eye contact she ran her hands along his side and raised her head to kiss him once again.

As their tongues mingled and tasted she grazed her fingers over his smooth flat chest and toned muscles before continuing south, snaking her hands along the rim of his boxer briefs. She started to slide them off and he lifted his hips to give her easier access. Once they were discarded she took moment to look down and admire his package. His erect penis was long and thick and she reached out to touch it, sliding her nimble fingers from the base to the tip and back again, giving his balls a gentle squeeze that elicited a moan of appreciation from Martin.

He moved down to kiss her again, his hands roaming her body. She hummed pleasurably as his hands explored every inch of her when he deftly rolled them over so she was on top. His hands were rubbing and caressing her back in what she thought was intentional until she could feel his hands tugging the strap along her back.

"It unhooks in front." She mumbled, smiling against his lips before sitting up, her ass resting against his penis.

"Thanks." He laughed and promptly shifted his attention to her cleavage. She smiled at the look of concentrated excitement on his face as he unhooked her bra with steady hands. She smiled and helped him out by pulling off her bra and tossing it across the room. She leaned down to kiss him again as he began to touch her breasts gently and she arched into his hands, enjoying the tactile sensation of his fingers stroking her nipples.

She could feel the warm wetness between her legs as Martin's hands moved from her breasts to her panties before he pulled her close to him and rolled her onto her back. He sat up and pulled her panties down her legs to her ankles before tossing them onto the floor.

He moved back on top of her, trailing kisses down her chest paying special attention to her breasts before continuing down to her belly. She ached to have his mouth reach the part of her body that was throbbing for his attention. Teasing her he shifted direction and started planting soft wet kisses on her inner thighs. She moaned appreciatively when he suddenly stopped. She raised her head to find out what was going on when she saw him studying the scar on her thigh.

All of her muscles tensed up when he reached out with tentative fingers and slowly traced the raised scar tissue. As he did he looked up at her and whispered, "When?"

"Last year." Sam replied shakily, remembering the white hot pain of being shot like it was yesterday.

He nodded his head with understanding and wordlessly leaned forward and kissed the long healed wound. Forgetting what she had wanted him to do moments before she quickly reached out and pulled him up to her. She needed to be close to him, to see his face and feel his strong warm body on hers. As if he knew he kissed her, his tongue moving in her mouth. She was so wet, so ready for him to be inside her.

Between kisses he whispered, "Is it okay if we do it this way?"

"Mmmhmmm…." She murmured against his mouth.

He positioned himself between her legs and she felt him, hard and ready against her. He lowered his head to kiss her and it was slow and deep and made her feel something she hadn't felt in a really long time.

It almost felt like love.

He breathed into her ear and she felt the head of his cock begin to nudge her opening when he suddenly stilled. In panting breaths he leaned up and said, "Um, Sam, the condoms are in the bathroom…."

She wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered, "Its okay, I'm on the pill."

He smiled relieved and said, "Thank god, because there is no way I could leave this bed to go get them."

She smiled up at him and pulled him down towards her to kiss him again. She shifted her hips and with one small move he pushed inside her. She gave a low moan and forced herself to open her eyes so she could see his face. His face was covered in a fine sheen of sweat as he furrowed his brows concentrating on what he was doing.

She watched him trying to force herself to remember this moment. His sweat slicked back, his spikey hair, the creases in his forehead as he drove into her, and the feeling of being perfectly complete as he filled her again and again.

She arched her back to meet his slow, deep thrusts as she moaned against his mouth. Her gasps and moans increased as the pressure built within. Martin joined her, moaning and growling as he picked up the pace, sliding his cock in and out of her with increasing need.

"Amazing….incredible," he gasped out and Sam hummed her agreement as she titled her pelvis higher to bring him in deeper.

A shock wave of spasms burst through her as her orgasm took control. Seconds later Martin followed and thrust into her so hard and deep it nearly hurt. She forced her eyes open in time to a low guttural cry escape from his throat as he released himself into her.

When she floated back down to reality the only sound she could register was the sounds of their soft panting breaths. After awhile their breathing evened and Martin withdrew from her, sliding onto his side.

In a haze, Sam stared up at the ceiling wondering if things were going to get awkward when Martin gently pulled her towards him, wrapping his arm around her. She rolled onto her side and rested her head in the nook of his neck and chest as he planted soft kisses on her forehead.

"No matter what happens when this storm is over I will always remember this, Sam." He said softly.

"Me too." She replied with a smile as she began kissing his chest, safe in the knowledge that being here with Martin was most definitely not a mistake.