Weekend Getaway

Chapter 8

Sara was on Michael as soon as they were in the elevator. As the metal doors slid closed, Sara pushed Michael up against the wall and pressed her body against his. Her arms were around his neck and one of her legs was in between his. He brought his lips crashing down on hers with so much passion. Putting his hands on her waist, he pulled her closer and he let out a loud moan.

When they reached their floor, Michael turned then around and without breaking from the kiss he backed them out of the elevator and towards their room. When his back was against their door, Michael took one of his hands away from Sara's body and frantically tried to unlock their hotel room door. Finally he heard the click and pushed open the door and they both stumbled into room. He heard her giggle as he closed the door again and pull her in closer to him.

His hand slowly moved up and down her thighs. Moans escaped both of them as Sara's fingers worked to remove his jacket and quickly undid the buttons on his white shirt and pushed in down his arms, revealing the very detail tattoo that she had seen and explored more then a million times over the years. Her long fingernails grazed over his tattooed chest and back. Sara broke from the kiss and worked her lips on his neck and chest. Michael threw his head back with pleasure as she kissed his chest; he ran his long fingers through her long soft straight auburn hair.

As he moaned her name, one of his hands moved to unzip her dress in the back. He regretfully had to pull away from Sara so he could pull her dress over her small stomach bump and then over her head. It soon fell to the floor along with his clothes and Michel's eyes wondered down Sara's body, she had on a black strapless bra and black panties. Slowly Sara slipped off her dress sandals and crawled backwards on to the bed. Michael stood there, memorized by his beautiful wife's movement. Her voice broke his stare, "Are you just going to stand there or join me?" she whispered seductively.

Not needing anymore convincing Michael whipped off his shoes and then crawled on the bed towards her and hovered over her amazing body. Sara giggled at her husband's excitement and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down on her to let his lips come crashing down on hers. "Oh Sara" Michael moaned against her lips as one of his hands fingers ran through her hair. "Oh god Sara, I love you so much"

"I love you too Michael" Sara moaned as she lips moved to kiss and suck on his skin on his neck and shoulder. "I love your hands, gosh I love your long fingers, your eyes and that sexy stare of yours." Her hands had now moved to run over his cropped head. "I love your hot amazing lips, your sexy butt." She rolled over so that she was now on top of him straddling his waist.

Michael chuckled at her quick movement "I love that you're a caring nurturing mother and wife, I love how every time you walk in the room my heart stops for a moment and you take my breath away. Your smooth silky, porcine skin, your gorgeous eyes, incredible lips, dangerously long legs." His mouth was on her stomach bump as his hands unclasped her bra and through is on the floor. "I love, god I love your perfect breasts, your gentle touch and beautiful soul."

"Oh Michael" Sara groan as he continued to kiss and caress her breasts.

Her hands moved down between then and unbuttoned his pants. Lifting himself up, he allowed Sara to pull them down and disregarded them quickly. She could feel his hardness against her thighs. Bending down her lips captured his and her tongue entered his mouth. He pulled her down closer to him. His arms were wrapped around her tightly and tuned them over once again.

Sara started to giggle as she ended up back on her back. "You're a little sneak," she whispered against his lips. A smile crept across his face as her continued to kiss her lips. Her hands moved to his boxers and his moved to her damp panties not being able to wait any longer to be one.

They lay together, their skin glistening and their breathing continued to return to normal. Sara lay on her back with her head against Michael's chest while he had one arm wrapped around her while the other rested on Sara's stomach his her own. After their lovemaking the baby would always be very active in Sara's womb. "Well he or she is very active tonight" Michael chuckled as he rubbed her belly.

"It may have something to do with some of your new moves" Sara told him as she kissed the side of his face. He then turned to her and looked deep in to her beautiful brown eyes. He leaned forward and connected with hers lips while his hand caressed her stomach. In the mists of losing themselves in each other they suddenly jolted apart. Both their heads turned to her stomach.

"That was quite the kick" Michael chuckled.

"God you didn't feel it from inside" Sara scoffed as she moved to lie in another position and laying her head on the pillow. "That wasn't a friendly kick."

"You alright?" Michael asked as he turned on his side and caressed her forehead. Sara simply nodded and pulled the cover over them to keep her warm. She feft Michael's lips against her forehead as his hand moved through her hair. "I love you," he whispered against her forehead before pulling back.

"I love you" Sara said with a smirk as her foot started to run up his leg very slowly.

"Don't start something you can't finish Mrs. Scofield" Michael warned her and she continued to get close to him.

"Who says I can't finish?" Sara asked as her hand reached under the covers to claim their prize.

"You can't say I didn't warn you Sara," he said trying to act all serious even though he couldn't stop smiling.

"Well you know me Mr. Scofield, I don't listen to what people say," she whispered against his lips. Suddenly Michael rolled them over so she was on her back and Sara started giggling as Michael moved down on her.