Chapter 10

WARNING: NC-17

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Sam was tired of waiting and she decided to take action into her own hands. She kissed Martin with everything she had and wasn't disappointed when he returned her kiss with the same zeal. She pushed him further back on the couch and leaned heavily onto him. She felt Martin's warm hands caressing her bare back, sending a tingling sensation that hit her at her core. She missed the feeling of his hands on her flesh. She moved to climb onto his lap, placing a knee on either side of his hips as she held his face with both of her hands and kissed him deeply.

Martin's hands moved from her lower back and traveled to her thighs, touching and caressing before slowly guiding them upwards and under her skirt to that tender place where they met her hips. His hands began moving in slow rhythmic circles before moving around to cup her ass, pulling her tightly against him. Sam rocked slowly on his lap, gliding along his erection that was straining against his slacks. Sam moved her hands to his shoulders as Martin moved his mouth to her neck and collarbone before turning his focus to that sensitive spot where her neck and shoulder meet.

Sam moved back, breaking contact with Martin's kisses. He paused, panting, with his eyes focused on her; his pupils were dilated, full of desire, his lips swollen from kisses. Without breaking eye contact, she raised her hands behind her neck to untie her halter top letting the straps fall forward, revealing the top half of her breasts. Martin's gaze dropped to her chest as he brought his hands out from under her skirt and grabbed a strap with each hand and pulled the rest of her top down to expose her breasts. He moved a hand to each breast, gently lifting and squeezing before bringing one nipple to his mouth, carefully and lightly sucking causing Sam to moan out loud. She braced herself by putting one hand on the back of the sofa and the other on the back of his neck. She tilted her head back, enjoying all the sensations Martin's mouth was creating.

Needing to feel his skin on hers, Sam pulled back again, putting her mouth on Martin's. As they kissed she moved her hands to the front of his shirt. She tried to unbutton them but after two frustrated attempts she just ripped it open. Martin gave her a throaty laugh that was silenced by her mouth on his. She moved her hands to caress him, loving the feel of his warm hard chest; she could feel his heart racing against the palm of her hand. She started trailing kisses from his mouth to his chin, down his neck and onto his chest. She opened her eyes to study his chest and softly gasped.

She looked up at his face; he was watching her carefully, gauging her reaction at seeing his chest, scarred from bullets and surgery. She turned her gaze away from him and with her eyes wide open she ran her fingertips over his scars, studying them before leaning in and kissing them tenderly. First, his shoulder, then his chest and then she brought her face back up to his; kissing him firmly on the mouth.

Martin moved his hands back to Sam's hips, softly massaging as he inched his hands to the inside of her panties. Slipping his fingers inside the soft, hot, wet patch of hair, he gently began rubbing the delicate bundle of nerves. Sam shut her eyes tight, biting her lip, and huskily said, "Wait, wanna come together."

She held Martin's hand still as she moved back and reached down and unzipped his pants. Martin tilted his head back on the sofa, breathing deeply. Reaching inside, she grabbed hold of his erection and stroked it while kissing Martin's jaw line. Martin raised his head to watch her when he urged her back so he could lift his hips and pull his pants further down. Settling back on the sofa, he moved his hand between Sam's thighs and shoved her panties aside before guiding her hips down onto him, her inner muscles contracting and expanding around him. She slid down slowly, inch by inch, enjoying the sensation of Martin being deep inside of her; her breathing was heavy and labored as she adjusted herself to fit him.

She shifted again and Martin groaned in appreciation as she slowly began rocking against him. He held her hips as they slowly found a pace that was satisfying to both of them. Once they found a rhythm, Sam put her hands on his shoulders, digging her nails into his skin and placed her forehead on Martin's. She opened her eyes to find that Martin had done the same. She stared into his deep blue eyes and shifted once again, taking him deeper inside her.

Sam released small, hot puffs of breath as each thrust increased in speed. After a few more thrusts, she felt the spasm of climax and moaned loudly before going limp against him. Martin grabbed her by the hips and pulled her close as he turned to lay her on the sofa, sliding into her again. After a few more thrusts, Sam's contractions were matched by Martin's, who groaned in pleasure.

They lay like that for a few heartbeats, Sam relishing the feel of Martin's heavy weight on top of her, their bodies covered in perspiration. Eventually, Martin rolled over onto his side, his back up against the sofa as he began planting slow lazy kisses along her neck and mumbled, "I think this could be called a successful date."

Sam laughed and rolled over to kiss him saying, "Yeah, I can't wait for the fourth."