Specialist crimes and sacrifices

Chapter 12

About 20 minutes later, they pulled up in Sam's drive, she turned the engine off, pulled out the keys and reached across, slipped her hand round Phil's neck, and pulled him into a kiss.

"Come on, let's go inside." Her voice was soft and kind.

As she stepped out of the car and locked it, Sam felt Phil's arms slide round her waist, and he lightly kissed her neck. She reached her hand up and stroked the side of his face. She spun around and kissed him passionately for a few seconds before quickly pulling away.

"Not now, when we get inside."

"Ok." He gave her the puppy eyed look.

They walked up to the house, Sam unlocked it and they both walked inside. She turned to shut the door and she was shoved against it. Her arms were also against the door, her wrists in line with her head. Phil resumed kissing her neck until she stopped him.

"Phil, we're hardly through the door." She giggled when she spoke.

He grinned at her, before pulling her away from the door, into the hallway, and pushing her against the wall by the stairs and the lounge door, and kissed her impatiently.

"Better?" he paused for a second, looking into eyes.

"Much."

She had her hands at the back of his neck, and his hands were on her hips. They were still kissing passionately, when they heard a voice from behind them.

"I see you two have made up then." Abi was standing in the kitchen doorway looking at them.

"I thought you said she wasn't going to be in tonight?" she was annoyed, and she slid her hands down to his chest and pushed him away slightly.

"She told me she wasn't going to be."

"Oh don't worry, I just came to pick up a few things, so you can carry on." Her tone was mocking and had a hint of sarcasm.

Phil leant in to kiss her again, but she dodged him.

"Hold on. Abi,"

"Yes mum?" she knew what she was going to say.

"Since when was it ok for you to start discussing my love life?" she and Phil were still in an embrace and she was still against the wall.

"Since you stopped."

"Yeah well don't make a habit of it."

"Ok, ok, it was just this once. You weren't going to tell him how you felt."

"We get the picture, now can you please leave?"

"Well I guess I'll see you in the morning then." She smiled to herself.

"Well what makes you so sure anything like that's going to happen?" Sam was getting annoyed with her daughter.

"Isn't it?"

"No, now go." Then Abi turned around to pick up her bags and other things and when she had her back to them she whispered in Phil's ear so that Abi couldn't hear. "Well, maybe."

As Abi closed the front door, Sam pulled Phil into the lounge, kissing him occasionally, and pushed him down onto the sofa, climbing on top of him. Her knees were either side of him. She kissed him softly whilst undoing his shirt buttons carefully, her tongue was probing the inside of his mouth, sliding in and out teasing him.

Once the all the buttons on his shirt had been undone, she left it on him, not wanting him to move.

She started to kiss up and down his body, whenever she reached his lips, she only just touched them with hers, and made her way back down his body again. She did this a few times, and on the forth time, when she reached his lips, she stopped and slipped her tongue inside his mouth, no further than his lips, and dragged it out again. She repeated this twice and on the third time, Phil rolled over so he was on top of her, and kissed her deeply whilst removing his shirt and throwing it onto the floor. He quickly and impatiently removed her blouse. She rubbed his neck with her hands. His tongue explored her mouth, while his hands explored her body. Their tongues were fighting for control and tangling with each other.

After a while, Sam pulled away slightly.

"Phil." He was busy kissing her body, and moved up to her neck.

"What's wrong?" he spoke quietly in between kisses as he moved higher and up her jaw.

"No, Phil, listen." She whispered.

"Are we moving too fast? We can slow down if you want." She pushed him away, stood up, pulling him off the sofa and towards the door. She leant against the door frame and pulled him towards her, so that their lips met briefly. Phil looked confused.

"We're not moving fast enough."

"What?" he laughed, and kissed her again.

"I think we've wasted enough time."

"I agree."

"Good. Shall we?" she gestured to the stairs.

"Let's go."

He kissed her eagerly, his hands moving slowly higher up her thighs, until he lifted her so that her legs were around his waist, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. He carried her up the stairs, and still kissing passionately, opened the bedroom door and dropped her on the bed

He knelt over her and started on her trousers, discarding them on the floor. He shuffled further up the bed, to kiss her again, and she lifted herself up and undid his trousers, and removed them with his help, before lying back down on the bed.

He hovered over her, bending down to kiss her lightly every few seconds, before he lay on top of her and she gasped as went inside her. She wrapped her legs around him tightly, and moaned softly as he went deeper inside her, he kissed her to try and quieten the sounds of pleasure.

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