Amanda was all ready on him, her arms wrapped around his body as she started lifting up his shirt. Adam felt breathless as they fell backwards onto the bed and made the mattress creak. Amanda sat on top of his lap and pulled off his jacket. Staring down at him she lifted her violet colored T-shirt and revealed her pale and creamy smooth skin. Adam looked up at her in utter amazement and felt completely different then he did hours ago when he was with Gretchen. Smiling she reached behind her and unhooked her black bra, revealing her perfect and well shaped plump breasts. Adam right away felt an erection press against his jeans as he laughed to himself. Amanda kept smiling as she brushed back a little of her hair behind her ears and started working on his belt.
Seconds later she slid off and helped him tug them off, before kicking off his sneakers. His T-shirt now tossed to the side, he stood up almost tripping as she finished undressing and slid backwards onto his bed. Hiking herself up on her elbows and watching him.
Stumbling twice, she giggled as he finally had nothing on but his boxers. Smiling she tugged on him and brought him on the bed beside her. Both sitting on each other's kneels, she put her arms around his neck and began kissing him as passionately as she possibly could. Moaning between their mouths, Adam's hands came up to her breasts and began to squeeze and squish against his fingertips as she started to trace her nails against his chest and back.
Shutting his eyes he felt his heart rate go up again as he slowly grabbed onto her and started kissing her as hard as he could.
In-between kisses, Adam felt sweat begin to pour down his face, his throbbing erection wasn't going to keep holding on if he didn't get going. Whispered for her to get a condom out of the nightstand, she shifted position and moved towards the draw as he laid back down trying to calm himself down. Staring up he didn't know if what he was doing was completely stupid…was sex really what he needed?
He hardy knew her.
But then again…she cared about what he had to say. That was a total first.
Amanda took the condom out of the nightstand and stared at the foil wrapping before sighing. She knew her orders…she knew what John had sad and how displeased he had been. Now she had to put her feelings aside if she wanted Adam to still live.
She had to prove herself.
Trying her best to keep things under control, she laid their naked in the darkness of his bedroom, with her back turned. Taking the condom out of the wrapping and tossing it to the floor, she took her fingernail and made a small cut in it before looking outward into the darkness.
She was saving his life…she had to keep telling herself that.
Turning her back she smiled at him as he laid there completely naked. She saw him shaft, standing up hard and erect. Feeling scared for a moment, she took a slight breath and knew it was now or never. Turning over she smiled and crawled back on top of him.
His hands going up to feel her, she smiled and very slowly rolled the condom down on him. Grabbing her wait he turned her onto the bed and crawled on top of her. Smiling, hair fell into his face as he leaned down and started to lick her skin. Within seconds he stared down at her, making sure she was ready and then fell on top of her.
A few hours later, Amanda stood completely naked in Adam's bathroom. She stared at her reflection and the all ready bruising hickeys that were forming on her neck and breasts. The sex was amazing, she thought to herself as she crossed her arms over her breaths and took a deep breath. It was everything she had dreamed about and then some.
But had it happened?
She knew time really wasn't on her side here, and most of all John would know.
Opening up the medicine cabinet, she stared at all the bottles of pills the doctors had given him. Remembering back an hour ago as he laid on top of her, her legs spread as his body directly on top of her, breathing slowly in and out as he dug his chin into her shoulder blade, and moaned deeply as he buried himself all the way up to her womb. She dug her fingernails into his back and moaned herself before seeing his scar on his shoulder.
He thrusted in and out with slow erect movements, almost looking as if it was hurting him. When he finished he bit his bottom lip and told her he was close. Kissing him, she told him to go faster, as the bed began to creak. Within seconds warm liquid oozed inside her and dripped down her slick thighs. Spit going between his lips, she sucked his lips until they changed color and ran her fingers though his dripping wet hair.
He placed his head on her breasts, himself still very deeply inside her and fell asleep hearing her heartbeat. One he was fully asleep, she slid out from him and locked herself into the bathroom.
Looking at the old faded marks on her arms, she knew she still had to be strong.
Opening the door she watched him toss and turn in the bed.
Having must of woken up while she was still in the bathroom, he now wore a pair of gray sweatpants. Looking over his sweat slicked body, she thought of how perfect he was.
Tossing his head from side to side, he moaned and muttered words in his sleep.
He was dreaming.
Adam saw flashes of the bathroom, the blood, the screams, and then finally that man slamming the door shut.
"GAME OVER!"
Shooting up in bed, Adam saw Amanda now with one of his baggy old sports shirts on that she had taken from the closet. Blinking the sleep away from his eyes he took a second to adjust to where he was.
It had been another nightmare.
Amanda stepped closer, barefoot and looking so peaceful and beautiful from the dim light coming from his tiny hallway.
"Bad dream?"
Still sitting up in bed with sweat rolling down his face, he felt as if it was a million degrees in there. Slowly nodding he looked up at and smiled.
"What time is it?"
"A little after four…you need anything."
Adam felt his heart rate slowing, he then remembered what a night he had. Smiling up at her and looking as the tossed around sheets and pillows he slowly shook his head.
"No, I'm fine…relax."
Smiling she walked up to him as he swung his feet over the bed. Touching his shoulders, she traced his scar with her finger.
"You sure?"
Looking up at her he smiled again and nodded.
"Yeah, hold on."
Getting up he gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before heading to the bathroom. Closing the door behind her he used the bathroom and felt how sore he was down there. After flushing he went and took a few pills for his heart and looked at his reflection.
He wasn't alone.
Returning to the bedroom, he saw her sitting in the middle of the bed, her knees brought up to her chest. Smiling he crawled back into bed and started kissing her. Arms all ready around his neck, he completely forgot about any form of protection and started working his way down her neck.
"Come on…"
He laid her down, his hands reaching up under his shirt and then looked down at her.
"I…love you."
He didn't even know what came out of his mouth, or how completely cheesy that just sounded. Her eyes dancing in front of him, she touched his cheek and then his soft lips.
"I know."
With that he lowered his sweatpants a little, and started spreading apart her legs. Within seconds he buried his face into her and started pumping into her in a steady pace.
Amanda meanwhile started up at the ceiling and prayed this was it.