Author's note: Sooooo you all sound like you enjoyed my last chapter! And that makes me very VERY happy!
I wrote this next chapter wondering all the way if it was too hot… haven't read a lot of steamy Rookie Blue fics. So I tried to tone it down a little… I hope it's not still too much! I think this one is HOT! (Well in my head, anything with Sam Swarek in it is hot so….)
Here goes nothing!
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Chapter 6
Sam was sprawled on his brown leather couch, his eyes glued to the tv screen as he sipped on his third beer. The coffee table that sat between the couch and the television was covered with leftover take out, which was cold and looked very unappetizing right now, along with the empty bottles he'd drunk with his dinner.
He hated feeling this way. A few months ago, if anyone had told him he'd ever be in this situation, he would've told them they were crazy. Never in a million years would he have ever thought he'd fall for his rookie. But Andy… was one of a kind. Physically, she was perfect. She had a gorgeous smile, an athletic body and curves in all the right places. He'd caught himself more than once staring at her incredible smile and at the other parts of her… attributes.
But for him, it wasn't only about the way she looked in or out of her uniform. Andy was simply… incredible. She was sensitive, but also one of the strongest people he knew. She laughed at his lame jokes and always succeeded in putting a smile on his face, even if he tried his best to hide it.
Without even realizing it, Andy McNally had gotten under his skin. He had it bad.
But what was he supposed to do, when that same woman had called another man's name when he was a few minutes away from making love to her?
Talk about shaking a man's pride to its core.
Sam let out a long breath, trying to forget the look he'd seen in Andy's eyes when she'd tried talking to him in the locker room. Waking up this morning, he'd actually decided to talk to her. He had absolutely no idea how he'd bring the whole thing up, but he wanted to fix this.
But the moment he'd seen her, barging in the locker room and demanding for an explanation, his damn pride had gotten in the way again.
He knew she'd been on the verge of crying; he'd heard it in her voice and seen the tears glistening in her eyes. And for a second there, he'd been about to tell her. But then, another officer had walked in, interrupting the moment.
Sam tilted his beer and emptied it, before setting it next to the others on the coffee table. As he was pondering whether or not to open a new one, there was a knock at his front door. Groaning, he pushed himself off the couch and slowly padded to the door.
Somehow, he wasn't that surprised to see who was standing on his porch. You had to give the girl points for perseverance.
If Andy was nervous, she was hiding it well. "Can I come in?" She demanded more than asked, not even bothering with the greetings.
Sam sighed and turned on his heels, leaving the door opened as a silent invitation. He went straight to his kitchen, deciding he'd have that fourth beer after all. He grabbed his beer, threw the cap in the sink and walked back in his living room, where he found Andy looking at the mess he'd left on his coffee table.
Andy bit on her lower lip and looked at him, giving him a small smile. "I don't think I need to tell you why I'm here." She started. She sighed and shook her head. "I don't know where to start, feels like I've tried everything."
Sam stayed quiet and went back to his place back on the couch. He was being stubborn again, he knew it, but he couldn't help the walls from coming back up. What was he supposed to tell her? 'I'm sorry for acting like an ass, but having the woman I love call her ex's name while I have my tongue down her throat kinda hurt my pride'? Not a chance in hell.
He heard her let out a long breath before she slowly made her way around the couch to face him. "I guess I've got only one last thing to try."
There was something in her voice that made him look up, and what he saw nearly made him drop his beer. His jaw loosened and his eyes grew wide in shock as Andy lifted her hands up to the top of her shirt and started slowly undoing the buttons.
"Andy, what…" he stuttered, unable to take his eyes off her hands. "…what are you doing?"
Andy reached the end of her shirt and stopped, giving him a tempting glimpse of what was hiding underneath. "I don't know how or why, but today, after I tried talking to you for the second time and you turned me down again, I remembered something. Something that I'm REALLY not proud of. And you know me, I probably over thought it like I over think everything, but I've come up with only one solution to fix it." gave him a saucy grin, and in one move, took her shirt off, revealing a lacy purple bra. "Do you want to know what this solution is, Sam?"
Sam, who was now gaping at the goddess standing before him, found himself completely speechless. "Huh?"
Andy's grin grew larger, as her hands went for the button of her dark blue jeans. "Sam, you're gonna have to make sure that, from now on, the only name coming out of my mouth is yours." She slowly let her jeans fall off her hips and down her legs, leaving her clad in her lacy bra and matching panties.
Sam took her in, his hands opening and closing as he fought with all his might not to grab her and pull her down on the couch with him. He could feel his stupid pride melting and turning into hot red desire for this woman.
"Sam?" She asked him, her voice a little less confident.
Her voice seemed to wake him. Without warning, he put his beer down on the floor at his feet and stood up from the couch, finding himself just inches from her body. He could feel her breath on his lips as he searched her eyes, making sure this was what she really wanted. Seeing only need and desire, he raised his hands to her waist and took hold of her hips. He could feel her tremble as he brought her closer still, his lips brushing hers tentatively.
With a deep groan, Sam closed the gap, crushing his lips to hers. He didn't waste a second, demanding access to her mouth, which she gave him instantly. Their tongues battled for dominance and their hands clawed at each other as they tried to get even closer, if even possible. Sam's hands traveled south and gripped her butt, hoisting her up onto his hips. Andy wrapped her long legs around his hips, moaning into his mouth as he started moving them through the house.
Unable to detach his mouth from hers, he blindly made his way to his bedroom, not even caring to turn the lights on. He laid her down on his bed, following her as he covered her body with his, nestling his hips between her legs.
As intoxicating as she was, their need to breathe became too strong. Andy whimpered as he unlocked his lips from hers, but then let out a long moan when she felt his warm lips kiss the sensitive skin of her throat.
Sam wanted to taste all of her. He kissed, licked and nipped his way down her throat to the hollow of her breasts. Needing to feel her lips once more, he came back up and brought his mouth to hers again, swallowing her needy moan. He wasn't prepared for her as she pushed her hips off the bed and turned them in one swift move, effectively straddling him. She broke the kiss and straightened herself up, her swollen lips turning into a smile as she started lifting his t-shirt up. Sam helped her but grabbed her hands when she went for the button of hisjeans, stopping her.
"Are you sure?" He breathed out, needing to be completely sure she wanted this.
Andy gave him the sexiest grin he'd ever seen and rolled her hips onto his growing need, showing him how much she wanted him. She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, completely erasing any doubt he might still been having about her really wanting this.
She goes back to his lips, crushing her naked breasts against his chest, making him lose his mind with want. He took advantage of her distraction to flip them over and undo his pants, helping her with her task. As soon as his jeans were off, leaving him with nothing but his black boxers, he took a moment to look at her. She was absolutely stunning. Her eyes were dark with passion, her lips swollen from his rough kisses. She took his breath away.
"Sam, please…" she moaned, reaching for the waistband of his boxers.
Unable to deny her anymore, he took off the last barriers separating them, groaning as skin finally met skin.
As much as he'd wanted their first time to be slow and tender, to take his time to discover every inch of her body, it would have to wait for the next time. They'd both been waiting too long for this and were too far gone to take it slow.
Their love making was fast and passionate, both taking what they desperately needed from the other. She held on to him, her hands clawing at his back as he moved inside her. It didn't take her long to reach her climax, throwing her head back and screaming his name. The sounds she made became too much for him to take, and he followed her over the edge, groaning into her neck.
Sam didn't know how much time it took for his senses to come back. As they were still trying to get their breathing under control, he rolled to the side and pulled her to his chest. Andy nestled her head into the crook of his neck and tangled her legs with his, needing to stay as close to him as possible.
"Sam?" she mumbled against his skin, breaking the silence.
Sam bent his head down and kissed her head. "Yeah?" he whispered back, tightening his grip around her waist.
"We have to go to work in less than three hours." she told him, lifting her head from his chest to look at him.
He kissed her lips, sighing contently as she opened her mouth under his. He smiled against her lips and pulled back before rolling back on top of her. "Gives us plenty of time." He told her, giving her a sexy grin.
So? PLEASE tell me what you thought of it! I NEED to know if I'm doing this right!
Still a couple chapters left.
