A/N First of all I would like to say that Ella Kelly is helping me for the grammar and I'm very thankful to her.
AmieR, thank you for your review. I'm really glad that fan of Alex and Izzie has liked this story, I hope you'll go on to read it and enjoy it!
Many thanks to Mcalison too.
Trying to control himself, Mark gently brushed his lips across hers-teasingly at first, nipping at her upper lip. It was a very soft, tender and sensual kiss, which made Izzie's heart start beating wildly. Mark deepened the kiss and pleasure made her legs go weak. The tips of his fingers caressed the same cheek that he had accidently hit some hours ago. The thrill of it overwhelmed his entire body, but he wanted this kiss to continue as long as possible. Mark closed his eyes tasting her sweet and juicy lips. With every touch of their tongues, the flame between them burned stronger. Izzie wrapped her hands around Mark's neck. They started kissing harder and faster. A need for air was the only reason that their lips parted. A hand moved from her cheek and stroked the hair away from her face.
"For first time I'm grateful that we are stuck here," said Mark, who began to gently trace the contours of her lips with his finger, sending shivers up and down Izzie's spine.
"Why?" Izzie asked, her voice husky.
"Because you can not escape from my kiss," he smirked.
"I liked your kiss," she swallowed, staring into those hot green eyes.
"You liked it? I have a lot of them." Mark hungrily pressed his mouth to hers, leaving Izzie breathless. She moaned loudly into his mouth.
"Is it just me or is it suddenly very hot in here?" Izzie mumbled.
"Is that a subtle hint that you want to see me naked? Because if it is, I assure you, I don't need an invitation to do that," he whispered, biting her earlobe. Mark slipped his tongue slowly along her neck. Izzie closed her eyes, feeling the pleasure that traveled all over her body. She found that the scent of his cologne made her even more dizzy. He smelled really good.
"Damn Stevens, you are so hot!"
"Stop calling me Stevens, we aren't at work."
"Oh, aren't we?!"
"No…"
Smiling, he was looking into her big, warm brown eyes that had acquired some particular sparkle that brightened her face. After freeing his gaze from her eyes, Mark stared at her mouth. He liked her lips, well formed and juicy. They were a magnet for him. He put his mouth to hers; it was the softest, hottest kiss, his lips hard and soft, perfectly fitted to hers.
"I think I need some support. My knees won't hold me anymore", Izzie said, out of breath.
"Already done!", Saying that Mark, put Izzie's back against a wall.
"How do you feel now?", he asked softly.
"Much better, thank you", she replied playfully biting her lips.
"You will continue to feel that way, I promise you!", Mark assured her. He slipped his hands under her scrub top, touching her bare belly. He gradually began to move up, reaching her breasts, while his tongue left hot traces on her neck. Izzie stretched her head back, giving Mark's tongue full access. Although she was wearing a bra, he could feel the fullness and the firmness of her breasts. That made her moan loudly into his ear. Izzie turned to his neck, passing her tongue behind his ear, tenderly biting his earlobe. Her fingers were buried in his hair. Her breathing became a bit heavier as his hands kneaded her breasts. She moved her hands towards Mark's back, running her fingers under his top scrubs. With the tips of her fingers, she traced his solid spine. He turned his attention to her mouth, covering it with kisses, while he continued to caress her beautiful breasts. Mark was aflame with the desire to feel her naked body, but he didn't want to hurry. He was very taken with simply caressing and kissing her.
Mark could feel how inflamed the desire and the passion were inside her. His excitement reached its volcanic peak; he couldn't even think. A hurricane of emotions and physical longing were raving inside him. Mark really hoped Izzie felt the same pleasure that he did now.
She enjoyed his kisses and caress. She felt great, so great, not only physically, but emotionally too. There was some inexplicable and strong thrill that overwhelmed her. Maybe it was because she hadn't been with a man for a long time or because he was really good, but Izzie had never wanted anything so badly.
Mark lifted her top up, skillfully taking it off over her head, leaving Izzie only in her bra and bottom scrubs. Izzie's breasts were rising up and down seductively and invitingly against him from her rapid breathing. He let her scrub top fall down on the floor and tenderly touched her cheek, inclining his head towards her mouth. Her bra was becoming too tight for her full breasts and Mark couldn't resist slipping his tongue in her cleavage, tenderly squeezing her breasts. He put his hands on her bra, feeling how her nipples were already erect. She sighed with pleasure. Izzie grasped Mark's head, pulling it towards her face and she hungrily pressed her mouth to his. Mark held tight closer to her body. She felt his arousal against her belly.
"Mark.. ", Izzie gasped.
He had heard a lot of women saying, whispering, screaming his name, but no one sounded like Izzie. That was an orgasm for his soul.
"What?", he asked.
"Mark.."
"Tell me Izzie, I really need to hear that from you...", he encouraged her, staring into her eyes.
"I want you...", she muttered.
One more orgasm for his soul, much more intense than the other one. He pressed his lips into hers, his tongue penetrated her mouth deeply. Mark rested a hand on the wall above Izzie's head. He moved the other hand behind her back, unclasping her bra. Her full breasts broke out of prison. Mark could feel their longing through his scrub top. For a few seconds, he pulled himself off of her and took it off. Izzie's eyes fell on his muscled chest and abdomen. A smile spread across Mark's face, satisfied by her countenance. He removed her bra totally and inhaled sharply at the sight before him. From his point of view as a man, he could tell that Izzie Stevens was generously endowed by nature, but with the eye of a plastic surgeon he could imagine their size and form, even through her clothes. But whatever he had fanaticized till now the reality exceeded all expectations.
"Do you have anything to say?", Izzie asked, catching his gaze.
"No…. Absolutely! I… I'm amazed by this beautiful view", Mark replied without moving his gaze from her breasts.
"Mark Sloan amazed by a woman's breasts… I'm taking this as a compliment", she smirked.
"Take it as true", As he said that, he brushed her lips, giving her a sultry kiss. His two hands squeezed her breasts tenderly, knowing the effect that this would have on Izzie.
"That feels so good!", she breathed heavily into his mouth. Mark continued kneading them while he circled his thumbs over her erected nipples. His tongue was moving across her again, kissing her neck, her shoulders, reaching her breasts. Mark slowly took one of her nipples into his hot mouth and his tongue was dancing in a wild rhythm around it, while one of his hands did the same with her other breast. Izzie rested her head on the wall, her breathing became faster. Mark definitely knew how to use his tongue, making Izzie reaching the sky of pleasure. She played with his hair. When Mark changed his attention to her other breast and his tongue worked skillfully on her erected nipple, Izzie moaned. She slipped her hands down, untying his bottom scrubs. His excitement pulsated there. Izzie slipped her hand under his bottom scrubs, touching his arousal through the boxers he was wearing. It was his turn to groan now, between her breasts. Izzie was moving her hand, outlining his big excitement.
"Izzie, you are simply talented…A great surgeon with sexy hands…really talented," he said, kissing her.
"Did you figure that out just now ?" She asked seductively.
"Just now I realized it."
"You ain't seen nothing yet," Izzie's voice sounded promising.
"Uh?!"
Izzie gave him a sultry kiss on his amazed face, while her fingers were working underneath his boxers. He replied hungrily to her hot kiss, while his hands were reaching her bottom, squeezing it slightly.
"I knew you would look great without clothes," he said taking her bottom scrub off. Izzie stepped it on the floor.
"You imagined me naked? " She looked surprised.
"Many times… Actually every time I see you!" He confessed, slipping fingers inside her bikinis.
"Rake!" Izzie uttered, feeling the supreme delight that passed through her entire body.
"What about you? Have you imagined me naked?" He asked her while his hand was giving her pleasure.
"No…"
"No?" Mark asked in a disbelieving tone. He sucked her nipple a little bit harder as his hand continued caressing her between her legs.
"Ok…maybe once…, " she began to yield.
Mark continued teasing her erogenous zones, making Izzie loose control.
"Or twice….." She admitted.
Mark's tongue skillfully danced around her full, beautiful breasts.
"Actually……… Many times……. " Izzie exclaimed finally.
In the meantime
Richard Webber stood outside the hospital, speaking with one of the lift engineers, when someone tapped his shoulders. He turned his head.
"Derek?!"
"I heart about the situation. How are Mark and Izzie?" Asked Derek, preoccupied.
"They are still cool in the situation, but I can not imagine the terror they feel in that moment……."
In the elevator
"Oh...my God…" she gasped. A tidal wave of passion convulsed through her entire body. Mark caressed her hair and kissed her tenderly. Izzie cupped his face with her hands, replying to his endearments. They enjoying each other. His kiss became hotter and more passionate. Izzie stretched a hand to his bottom scrubs, freeing Mark from them. Then she did the same with his boxers. Her bikinis followed his stuff to the floor. Their eyes met. One thing united them. The longing for their bodies to become one.
"Izzie.. we don't have condoms."
"We don't need it… "
"Don't we?"
"No we don't… "
He didn't need to be asked a second time. Mark lifted Izzie, her body pressed to the wall. He penetrated her slowly and deeply. For the two of them, the pleasure was sublime. He began moving his body rhythmically and with every thrust they were flying away in a heaven of delight.
"About what I said about your manhood earlier…," she said breathless, "I'm taking back my words.. "
"If I remember correctly, you also said something, that I'm old…", he remarked, thrusting inside her more deeply. Izzie moaned, trying to find her voice.
"Forget I said anything about it," she assured him, kissing his neck.
"Yeah… I'm so persuasive… "
"Do you always talk so much during sex?"
"Actually. ..no. I haven't talked so much with a woman until now," Mark answered slipping his tongue behind her ear.
"Oh?!" She was happy hearing that acknowledgment. "I wonder how many people have done that, here?" Izzie mused.
"I don't know, but I'm sure we are the only ones doing that with a bomb above our heads," Mark replied.
"Does that make us perverse people?" She bothered.
"In a sense..." Mark suggested then added , "If that excites you..."
"I don't think so…..but this definitely does.., " she groaned, when he teased the tip of her nipple with his teeth.
At the same moment
"I don't want to know about the fear that Mark and Izzie are feeling now," Derek exclaimed, "I want to talk with Mark."
"I don't know whether it is possible. The police won't allow anyone to enter the hospital, except me," Richard informed him.
"But he is my best friend.. "
"I know. I will try to arrange that. I'm sure Mark and Izzie need to speak with their friends more than ever," Richard suggested.
In the elevator
The peak of the pleasure was more than intense for both. Izzie grabbed Mark's shoulders, trying to catch his breath. He could hardly catch his breath.
"Was that heaven?" Mark gasped.
"If it was, you wouldn't be here," she said to him.
Mark gazed at her, smirking.
"That's not so nice…"
"What about this?" Izzie gave him a sultry kiss.
"Much better… "
"What would happen if someone opened the elevator now?"
"They would see how late they are… one of the bombs has already exploded!" Mark smirked.