AN: This ch was co-written by me and my very good friend D.Torres. This ch is rated M for sexual scene. So remember if you guys want updates you got to hit my little friend the review button…I have to say I am a little shocked the number of alert list I am on…I had more with what if. So if you want me to continue leave plenty of reviews and to all the people who read what if you got to read this one lolo...its great
Martin Brewer had no concept of time, much less and idea of his current location as he started to awaken. All he knew at this moment in time was that he was barely awake, that he very content, and that for some reason he was extremely aroused. As he started to move he began to realize a few more things. The room was fairly dark, meaning someone had turned off the lights at some point in time last night, and the only illumination was the sun peaking through the window shades. He also quickly came to the conclusion that he'd slept in most of the clothes he wore last night, that he was very warm and that there was something resting on his chest.
Martin opened his eyes waited for them to adjust in the dim light. When they did so seconds later he was greeted to a very welcome site. Ruthie Camden was currently snuggling against his chest, her beautiful eyes were closed, and darting back and forth as one does during a deep sleep. Any other day and Martin might wonder why she was here, on his couch, wrapped in his arms as she slept on his chest. However after last night momentous occasion he knew exactly why she was currently in his home and that knowledge brought a large smile to his face. Ruthie's left hand was draped over her right arm and on it was an engagement ring. More specifically his mother's engagement ring was currently on Ruthie's ring finger. He still couldn't believe that she had said yes and that the ring once belonging to his mother now belonged to Ruthie soon-to-be Brewer.
After she had agreed to marry him Martin had stood up, and lifted her up into arms, spun her around a few times and then proceeded to kiss her until the their lips were dry and they were both gasping for air. Upon placing her on the couch Martin retrieved the bottle of champagne and the two toasted to their happiness and eventual marriage. Due to the late hour, and the fact they had both had several glasses of champagne at dinner Martin did not feel comfortable allowing Ruthie to drive herself home, nor drive her their himself. It didn't take much to convince Ruthie to stay the night. However she did not know if she trusted herself, alone in Martin's bed, not to go too far with Martin in her tipsy state.
Martin came up with a very simple solution. Removing a blanket from the hall closet, Martin removed his jacket, and the duo took off their shoes and proceeded to relax on the couch. Martin loved the feeling of Ruthie next to him, even if she was fully clothed. Ruthie likewise was in seventh heaven as she let Martin wrap his arms around her. The two lovers kissed several times before finally finding their comfort zone and drifting to sleep.
Now, hours after the life-changing event Martin was wishing that Ruthie and he were already married. During the night Martin had wrapped his right arm around Ruthie and it was only now that he realized it was resting precariously under Ruthie's breasts. His right hand was tucked under her arm and his thumb was rubbing against the side of her left breast. While this was initially involuntary, now that he was awake he found himself having to struggle to control himself. It would be easy for him to take her mound in his hand and fondle it. Despite his noble intentions he could not help but think how he was sorely tempted to do just that. A battle waged in his head between his chivalrous side and his hormonal instincts. He knew that if Ruthie were to suddenly wake up he could feign sleep, but as much as he wanted to, he just couldn't bring himself to take advantage of her and decided to just continue on as he was.
Ruthie, unknown to Martin was waking up herself. While she was not aware that Martin was awake she was well aware of where his hands had ended up during the night. His right hand was currently teasing her breast while the left lay draped across her waist almost touching her most sensitive spot. If this were anyone other than Martin, asleep or not, she would have sat up and smacked him so hard that he wouldn't wake up for a week. However as this was the man she loves, her fiancé, she thought to herself. Ruthie couldn't help but begin to grin as her body came alive. She could feel his arousal pressed against her left thigh. It was his arousal that had originally woken her from her slumber, and it excited her that she caused this reaction in him.
Ruthie, like all of her older siblings, had been given the talk about premarital sex. Of the five adult children Ruthie was the youngest daughter and the one they usually worried about the least (save her sophomore year, but everyone knows about that). She never truly understood why her brother Simon had gone against their upbringing and engaged in premarital sex until this very moment. Ruthie shifted her body and was now lying chest-to-chest with Martin. Her lips brushed against the underside of his neck and she heard him suck in a bit of air as they made contact with his skin.
When Ruthie moved Martin released his hold on his ladylove and found his hands in two new spots. At the time Martin was so engrossed with the sensation of having even the slightest contact with Ruthie's chest that he hadn't noticed that his left had was resting on Ruthie's waist. It took the slightly younger woman's movement for him to realize this but it wasn't until his hand found itself resting on her derriere that he realized how close he come to touching her sensitive spot.
Martin's right hand was now resting on her back and he could feel the strap of the bra that supported her cleavage. Not wanting to wake Ruthie should she still be asleep, Martin closed his eyes and relaxed until he felt Ruthie's lips on his neck. The feeling of her lips on his skin was electric and it sent his pulse racing. Martin decided that even if Ruthie were asleep that it was time to reciprocate. Martin opened his eyes once more and kissed his fiancé's forehead. Ruthie's eyes opened and slowly focused on Martin's face.
The two smiled and their faces inched closer to one another and their lips came ever so softly into contact. The kiss started out slow. Martin was the first to open his mouth to allow Ruthie access to it. Her tongue entered it and the two kissed and began to give into their urges. Ruthie sat up and hiked up her dress so she could better straddle her future husband's waist. As she did this she couldn't help but feel Martin's member straining against his dress pants. Martin likewise could feel the heat and wetness coming from Ruthie through his pants. He knew that they should stop, he knew that they were getting carried away but while logically they should stop neither he nor Ruthie were halting their progress.
After having a similar internal debate, Ruthie had come to the same conclusion and decided to start unbuttoning Martin's dress shirt. Martin had not allowed their lips to break contact, nor had he removed his hands from Ruthie's backside. After Ruthie had lifted her dress to straddle Martin's waist, Martin had slid his left hand under the dress and was caressing her back. The feeling of her warm skin against his hand sent shivers down the young woman's spine and excited Martin to no end. His left and was currently kneading Ruthie's panty covered bottom until he felt cool air upon his chest. Realizing that Ruthie was pushing their relationship forward Martin decided that it was time to "up the ante".
Martin removed his hands from Ruthie's body, earning him a whimper of disappointment. He gripped the hem of the dress and began to slowly remove the black and pink garment. The whimper Ruthie had released suddenly changed to a moan as chills ran down her spine and goose bumps formed on her body as her love slowly lifted the dress up. His fingers were traveling up the back of her thigh and the sides of her back to maintain contact as the material was raised off her smaller form. The two finally were forced to break their kiss as the dress came off its owner and was placed on a nearby coffee table. Holding Ruthie close to him Martin began kissing her chest and trailing down to each of her breast. Ruthie began to thrust her fingers through Martin's thick, black hair, holding him closer as he left sensual kisses on the exposed part of her breast. Martin then took a moment to admire Ruthie as she knelt before him in only her bra and panties. While not Victoria's Secret lingerie on her the pink undergarments enhanced her already magnificent features. Martin opened his mouth to relay this to Ruthie but she put her left index finger on his lips to hush any complement he was about to bestow upon her. Instead she wanted to finish what she had started.
Without saying a word Ruthie let the finger slide from Martin's mouth down his chin and then along the right side of his neck until she was once again at the buttons on his shirt. Reaching the third button she used both hands to slowly undo the button. Martin was having a hard time swallowing. He wanted so badly to divest himself of his clothes and the rest of Ruthie's but he knew this was all a game.
The two of them were romantically trying to one up the other. This couldn't be any clearer as Ruthie's face neared his chest and placed searing hot kisses along his chest as she undid one button after another. This continued until all seven of his shirt buttons were unclasped and she allowed the garment to fall of his shoulders. Ruthie took a moment to admire her fiancés lean but muscular chest and placed a few kisses on his shoulders and along his neck. Wrapping her legs around his waist, Ruthie then began to slowly kiss and suck along the left side of Martin's neck.
This was the moment Martin had eagerly been waiting for. With her legs locked behind him Martin placed his left arm under her bottom and his right wrapped around her back. The two of them were covered in a light sheen of sweat so Martin made sure he had a good grip, which earned him a giggle from Ruthie as she thought he was tickling her. Bracing himself, Martin pushed up and carefully lifted them off the couch. The motion took Ruthie by surprise causing her to strengthen her hold on Martin, not that he was complaining about that. While she could not see their destination she knew in her heart that he was carrying her towards the bedroom. If she were about to panic from the thought of being alone in that room with him it was lost when Martin began nipping and kissing her neck and ear. Ruthie just closed her eyes and gave into the wants of her body as she closed the bedroom door behind her.
Martin was currently sitting on the edge of the bed as Ruthie, having released her grip on his waist, was now sliding down once again kissing her way down Martins finely sculpted chest. Her hands which had been resting on his upper body, were teasing their way down along his abs until they reached their goal, Martin's pants. She released the button, breaking contact with his body to watch him stare at her in awe as she pulled the zipper down. She began pulling the waist of his pants down and allowed Martin to lift him self up enough so that she could finish removing the pants from his legs. With his pants discarded the two young lovers were left with only their underwear on. Ruthie reached for the waistband of Martin's boxers but her lover had other plans.
Grabbing her wrists Martin carefully pulled Ruthie to a standing position. He then guided her back on to the bed and allowed her to pull back the sheets and she crawled into the center of the bed. Martin slid in next to her and started kissing her ever so tenderly. Martin's right arm slid behind Ruthie's neck to act as a brace and to draw her in closer to him. Ruthie intertwined her legs with Martin's and began rubbing her panty-covered sex against Martin's confined manhood. Martin nervously placed his left hand on Ruthie's lace covered right breast. He let it rest there to make sure that Ruthie had not opposition to him touching her there. If he had any doubts they were removed when Ruthie covered his left hand with her right and urged him to fondle it. Martin did not remove the fabric covering her breast and instead, using the palm of his hand simple teased the nipple through the cloth further stimulating it until it was very visible through the bra cup. Once it was poking into the cloth of her bra Martin used his fingers to gently tease the nipple with his thumb and fingers as he attempted to excite his lover.
Ruthie was so caught up in the new feeling that she had failed to notice that her fiancé was now approaching her other lace covered mound and she let out a squeal when Martin placed his lips on her the upper part of her chest. He opened his mouth and liked the sweaty flesh before his lips would kiss her skin. Martin then gently used his teeth to tease the other nipple through the bra cup. Martin slid his left hand to the back of her leg, and then moved all the way up her thigh and to her center. Gently rubbing the palm of his hand over her center, massaging her harder with every touch, he created a sensation of ecstasy that sent shivers all down Ruthie's spine. Ruthie was so overly stimulated that she thought she was going to have her release and they hadn't even gotten naked yet.
She felt Martin kiss and lick the valley between her breasts and was about to moan his name when Martin playfully dived down and nipped and licked her belly button. Ruthie yelped, laughed, and then went into a fetal position. She was very ticklish in that area, a fact Martin knew all too well, and covered herself to keep him from doing so again. Martin pulled her to him and hugged her oh so close. He kissed along the left side of her neck and shoulders and was about to remove the bra strap when Martin's telephone rang. To say that the two were surprised to hear this, particularly since they looked at the clock and saw that it was just about six o'clock in the morning was an annoyance nonetheless.
Martin let the phone ring two more times and listened to see who was calling at this early hour. The answering machine picked up and the only sound that came was the sound a fax machine makes when it's transmitting data. Martin leaned over and turned off the answering machine. He looked back at Ruthie was staring at him with a smile on her face.
"That sure killed the mood." Martin stated.
Ruthie nodded in agreement.
They both realized that they had given into their wants and desires and that they were on the verge of consummating their relationship before they married. While they may be fine for some, and at the time they saw nothing wrong with making love, now that cooler heads were prevailing they both mutually decided not to have sex. Martin walked over to his dresser and pulled out a brown Hanes t-shirt for himself and one of his heavy cotton t-shirts that the occasional slept in during the winter for Ruthie. Handing it to her he watched as she slipped it on and then patted the bed besides her. Martin slipped back in and the two got comfortable and decided to rest for a bit longer before getting up to start the day.
It was quarter to ten when Ruthie Camden awoke again. She was snuggled up against Martin Brewer who was still out cold. She grinned and guessed their early morning festivities must have really tired him out. Well, he did put a lot of effort into last night, who knows how long it took him to get everything ready.
She wasn't alone for long as moved his arm from around her and stretched. Martin was up and about and feeling completely re-energized. He had never felt more alive then he did at this moment. He was alive, almost finished with college, had many lucrative offers from major league baseball teams, but most importantly he had the love of an amazing young woman. Martin opened his eyes once more and looked at the smiling face of his ladylove.
"How about some breakfast?" Martin asked. He figured she would be hungry after their early morning session.
"Hmmm, breakfast sounds good. I worked up quite an appetite this morning." Ruthie teased. She giggled and placed butterfly kisses along Martins neck.
Oh no please not again! Martin thought as a grin formed on his face
Ruthie slid out from her side of the bed; stretched, knowing that she would be teasing her fiancé even though his t-shirt was covering her upper body. When she knew she had his attention she crawled seductively across the bed on all fours, gave him a small peck on the lips, then just when she saw his resolve weaken she hopped off the bed, grabbed Martins hand and forced him from the bed. Martin gave her a wicked glare as she laughed at him. Grabbing a pair of sweat pants he allowed Ruthie to lead him towards the kitchen. Once there Ruthie walked to the cabinet and got out the pancake mix. Knowing what she wanted Martin simply nodded and got out the mixing bowls.
"You know I haven't had pancakes in a while." Martin stated.
"Really?" Ruthie said in total astonishment. "Well it's a good thing I am here then."
"Yes it is." Martin confirmed. Having Ruthie around was always fulfilling.
They read the ingredients and divided the work in two. Ruthie would pour the powder into the bowls and Martin would get the eggs, water, and vegetable oil. After everything was out on the table they started adding the ingredients. But something unexpected happened. When Martin went to go put some batter on the frying pan he accidentally dropped it a little too hard. He could only watch as it flew from the pan and splattered on Ruthie.
Ruthie looked at Martin indignantly. Martin knew he would pay for it later but the look on her face caused him to break down and laugh hysterically. Ruthie tried to stay mad at Martin but as she caught her reflection in the mixing bowl she had to admit that not only was it funny but she could see how to him she'd look cute that way.
When he finally managed to catch his breath, Martin began trying to make peace.
"Oh Ruthie I am so sorry…hahahahahah..." Martin apologized, but couldn't hold a straight face. He grabbed a cloth from the table and began wiping the batter off.
"Nice Martin really nice." Ruthie shot back at him and grabbed the rag from him. He was always doing things to fast or to hard. She then took it upon herself to properly clean up the mess.
"Did I get it all off?" Ruthie asked.
Ruthie had gotten it all off, except for a little bit that was near her mouth. Martin leaned his face closer and spoke, "No you missed a little bit right here." Martin said leaning in and kissed Ruthie on the side of her lips. "And a little bit here." He went and kissed her other the other side.
This action had Ruthie taking a deep breathe. It was pure rapture. "Is it all off now." Ruthie spoke. Her hands went to Martins back
Martin just smiled and placed his hands to her face. "Just a little bit left, rightttt here." Martin whispered and placed a passionate kiss on Ruthie's tender, warm lips.
Ruthie opened her mouth and allowed him access to enter. They stood there for what seemed like forever, which was only 5 minutes. When they broke apart Ruthie's eyes were closed and her breathing became soft. Her arms now around his neck and her forehead resting on his chin. Martin just held onto her small frame breathless. It was kisses like that that would always take his breathe away and leave him feeling all tingly inside.
Martin let out a small moan and said, "I love Saturday mornings."
Ruthie giggled and nodded her head in agreement. "Me too Martin…me too."