ELEVEN
Sam clung to Martin as they rode the elevator up to his floor. She'd made the bold step, she'd kissed him, told him how she really felt; now she never wanted his body to leave hers. She found it hard to control herself as they walked down the hall, and as he opened his door.
Martin had nearly had a heart attack when Sam kissed him. He couldn't understand it, it was just a kiss. A simple tender kiss had never made him feel like that before. Maybe it was because she was a beautiful woman, but he had kissed plenty of beautiful women, particularly during his college years.
Maybe it was because it was her making the moves, she was different to all those other women in that regard; she wasn't afraid of going for what she wanted.
He unlocked the door, leading her in. Once he had closed the door, she pushed him against the door, kissing him furiously.
Martin didn't have a moment to think before her lips were pushed against his, forcing her tongue into his mouth. He managed to turn her around so that she was the one against the door. Her finger's slid over his back, down to the hem of his shirt, finding their way underneath, and as they rose, she lifted his shirt off over his head.
As she dropped his shirt on the floor, he set to work on removing hers, tickling her skin with his fingers. He smiled inwardly when she lifted one of his hands to one of her breasts, holding it there as she kissed him. He lifted her shirt over her head, whilst she played with his belt buckle.
She could feel his hands playing with her bra, removing it from her body and dropping it on the floor. As he did he moved his lips to her neck, sucking and biting causing her to gasp.
She managed to flick his belt buckle open. She felt him push himself closer to her, feeling his hardened errection pressing against her. She felt his hands move down to her trousers, pulling the zipper and allowing them to fall to the floor.
He moved his hands to her ass, squeezing the cheeks lightly before picking her up.
"Martin, please," she breathed wrapping her legs around his waist.
He kissed her again, one hand reaching for his cock, and the other pulling her panties to a side, feeling how wet she was, a moan escaping his throat.
She shuddered against him as he entered her, setting a furious pace. She rolled her head back, moaning loudly, suddenly realized that anyone in the hallway could probably hear them.
Within moments, she felt her muscles clench as her orgasm exploded within her, screaming his name, moments before she felt him come within her, leaning against her exhausted.
"Bedroom?" He mumbled regaining a normal breathing pattern.
"Bedroom, yeah." She mumbled nodding her head weakly, finding his mouth and kissing him again.
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Martin woke up a smile on his face. He could feel Sam lying against him, her legs entangled with his, her breasts pressed against his lower torso, her head nestled in his neck. He realized why he had woken up, during their lovemaking, the sheets and blankets had been thrown to the end of the bed and onto the floor, both being so exhausted at 4 am when they finally fell asleep that they didn't bother to pull them up.
Martin tilted his head so that he could see her face. He traced a finger gently so he wouldn't wake her, along her jaw line. In the early morning glow, she simply shone, her stunning beauty radiating around her.
"It's too early." She muttered, smiling weakly as he touched her.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to wake you." He whispered kissing her forehead softly. "Oh and by the way it's 9.30." He chuckled watching her eyes flutter open.
"It's still too early, given what time I fell asleep." She moaned, nestling into him further, if that was even possible.
"Well you're not the only one with that problem." He chuckled rolling over so that he was lying on top of her. He leaned down and kissed her gently, roaming his hands over her body.
"Last night was fun." She mumbled as they parted, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Mmmhmm it was." He chuckled, escaping her grip, leaving a trail of butterfly kisses from her lips to her neck and down to her belly button.
She gasped as she felt his finger's play in her moistening folds. She was amazed last night at how fit he really was. Feeling his well muscled and toned body against her was enough to arouse her.
He was so knew to her, unlike Jack. Martin made her feel loved, taking care in listening to her; when she sounded like she was enjoying whatever it was he was doing, he continued, and when she didn't respond to him in a positive manner he stopped or changed until she did. Jack tended to enjoy her for five minutes, roll off and fall asleep; at least that was what he became after their wedding.
She knew she was going to have an enjoyable morning as she felt his head drop lower and lower along her body. She gasped as she felt his teeth on her clit. She took handfuls of the base sheet, trying to control herself.
She felt him slip his fingers inside her, bringing her orgasm closer and faster than she was expecting. Before she could fully climax, she felt him leave her, making her moan in disappointment.
He returned to her level, kissing and entering her. She came the moment he entered her, maintaining her convulsions until he climaxed and collapsed on top of her.
"Wow." She breathed, catching her breath.
"I know." Martin mumbled rolling off her, gazing at her, rolling his fingers through her hair.
"Do we have to get out of bed?" Sam mumbled rolling onto her side to face him, still not caring that the people in the building opposite her could see everything if they had a pair of binoculars.
"Well if we want to eat then we have to." He chuckled.
"Are you hungry?" She mumbled, tracing a finger over his dimples.
"After last night's work out, I'll be needing to eat for hours." He chuckled. "Aren't you?"
"Only for more of last night." She grinned mischievously.
"Well more of last night can wait until we've both eaten, and checked in. I think I heard my phone ringing earlier but it could have been a dream." He smiled.
He stood reluctantly from the bed, allowing Sam to lick her lips at the sight of his ass.
"How much do you work out?" Sam breathed unable to take her eyes away from him, finding it hard to believe that every single muscle in his body was toned, ready for action of any kind.
"Couple of hours on weekends. Generally I run to the gym and run home, not to mention the twenty odd minute run every morning before work." He said from within the bathroom, returning a moment later in a bathrobe and carrying one for her.
She stood up off the bed, and eased into the robe that Martin held out for her, before snaking his arms around her waist and guiding her in the direction of the kitchen.
'I could get used to this' she thought to herself cheekily; waking up snuggled against Martin, and then be served breakfast.
"Unfortunately I have no flour left so it's just cereal this morning." He breathed into her ear.
"Either way I'm happy." She smiled, turning her head to kiss his cheek. When they entered the kitchen he let go of her, heading for the pantry and pulling out a selection of cereals.
"Ooo healthy." She smiled walking over to him as he pulled two bowls out of a neighboring cupboard. He had pulled out three boxes, one of Corn Flakes, Rice Bubbles and Coco Pops. Sam smiled at the child in him.
"I can't help it. My mother would never let me eat these when I was a kid, so now that I'm all fiercely independent I take pride in being able to eat whatever I want." He chuckled, brushing past her to the fridge and grabbing a carton of milk.
"What would milady like for breakfast?" He smiled kissing her on the cheek.
"Ooo, I don't know. It's quite a collection you have here, kind sir." She smiled again.
"Well I am personally having Coco pops, but you are entitled to whatever you want." He smiled pouring himself a serving.
"I quite like the sound of snap, crackle and pop so I think I'll have Rice Bubbles." She smiled reaching for the box, before he managed to snatch it away.
"I insist." He smiled pouring some of the contents into the second bowl and pouring the milk over it. He handed her the bowl, with a little bow of the head as she accepted the bowl and leaned against the counter.
Moments later he was leaning against the counter beside her, both making small talk about the packaging and what they were going to do for the rest of the day.