"Hello?"

"Uncle Mike?"

Michael sat up straighter, "LJ? What's wrong?"

"It's ok Uncle Mike, nothing's wrong. I just kinda need your help is all."

Michael breathed a sigh of relief and mouthed LJ to Sara as he stood and walked over to the window. "What kind of help are you in need of?"

"Well this is kind of embarrassing and I know it is late and all but…well I am studying for this math test I have tomorrow and I am really stumped. It's this word problem about some building. Will you help?"

Michael was so glad this wasn't a crisis that he asked LJ to read the problem to him and he would see what he could do. Being a structural engineer, the situation the problem dealt with was something he had to figure out on a regular bases but he couldn't just give his nephew the answer. He thought about it for a moment and walked LJ though the problem step by step.

Sara had remained on the couch at first listening to Michael's side of the conversation. When she realized this may be her perfect opportunity, she walked over to the door and made sure it was locked for the night, then she walked over to stand behind Michael and waited for him to finish.

LJ thanked his uncle for helping him and said goodnight. Michael assured him he could call him anytime.

Michael closed his phone and placed it back in his jacket pocket. He turned around and noticed Sara was only a few feet from him. She quickly closed the distance. And without saying a word she reached up with both hands and placed them on his chest under his jacket. Michael was almost afraid to move. He could feel the heat from her hands and then she began to move her hands up until she reached his shoulders. Her hands continued to travel down his arms taking his jacket with them. It landed on the floor at his feet.

Sara was so nervous. No one had ever been so important to her before and she wanted this night to be special. She hoped he wanted that too. He was standing very still as her hands made their way back up his arms and back to his shoulders. She paused and looked up at him though her lashes. When she saw the look in his eyes she began to relax a little. He wanted this just as much as she did and it made her bold. Sara reached up and took his head in her hands closing the remaining space between them. Her lips touched his and she put all the love and passion she had for him behind it.
It didn't take long for Michael to respond. Once Sara's lips had touched his the restraint he had been holding onto went out the window. He placed his hands on her hips and molded her body to his. He wanted her as close as possible.

Soon it wasn't enough for either of them. Michael reluctantly pulled back, reached down and lifted her into his arms. As he carried her into the bedroom, he was surprised he hadn't bumped into anything on the way. Although their lips were no longer touching, their eyes had never left each other's.

She slid down him as he put her down by the bed. Immediately she was back in his arms. Their lips came together as though the kiss had never been interrupted. Sara opened her mouth to allow his tongue entrance. Their mouths locked together in a kiss that didn't seem to have an end. Michael's hands roamed Sara's back trying to find a way to get her closer.

Sara was having the same problem. She wanted to feel his skin against hers. They were both wearing too much clothing. She reached between them and started loosening his tie. Once she was able to get that out of her way she began unbuttoning his shirt. The first few buttons had given her some trouble but after that she got into a rhythm until her hands became hindered by where their bodies were molded together. She let out a sound of frustration. Michael broke the kiss and pulled back to give her room to work.

She felt the absence of his lips the moment they left hers. Although glad to be able to finish the task she had set, she wanted him closer to her again and worked quickly to remove his shirt. But as she continued to undo more buttons the ink on his chest became more and more visible. It was strange. She had seen it so many times in Fox River but for some reason this time was different. Once his shirt was removed, instead of pulling him close as she had planned, her hands began to move over his chest to explore the details in the artwork.

When Sara had put her hands on his bare chest and begun to trace the ink that covered his torso, he had done his best to remain as still. He was normally self-conscious about his ink, but not with Sara. He would stand here all night if that's what she wanted.

But it wasn't. Just as Michael was becoming accustomed to Sara's hands, she bent her head and replaced them with her mouth. She began at the top of his tattoo and slowly worked her way down. When she reached his stomach she lingered and he sucked in his breath. He didn't know how much more of this he could take.

Just when he thought he wouldn't be able to stand it any longer, Sara walked her fingers back up his chest and brushed her lips with his. Then she reached behind her and unzipped her dress. It silently fell to the floor leaving her in her bra and panties.

Michael tried to swallow but his mouth was dry. She was so beautiful and she was his. Before he could move, she was back in his arms pressing her entire body against him. Bringing their lips together once again. He wrapped his arms around her and used his hands to explore. His lips relinquished their hold on hers and made their way to do some exploration of their own.

Sara took the opportunity to use the space that opened up between them as Michael nibbled at her ear and throat to remove his belt and pants. It took her a while to accomplish her goal as he kept distracting her with his mouth. Every time she thought she was almost their, he would do something with his tongue that would have her eyes rolling back into her head.

When Michael finally felt his pants fall down around his ankles, he took a moment to step out of them before picking up where he left off. His goal had been to taste every inch of her, to memorize every detail. He was taking his time. They had waited a long time for this and he wanted to cherish it.

She however had other ideas. The only barriers left between them were their underwear. He began to feel her back away. Sara moved onto the bed and reached for him. He followed her and soon they were in each other's arms again. It didn't take long before the underwear was history.

Sara's hands moved down Michael's back as his mouth made its way down her throat to her breast. Everything Michael did he gave his full attention and this was no different. He raised his hand to cup her breast and slowly began to massage it with both and hand and mouth. His attention to detail was amazing. He had started with one breast and had then move to the other giving it just as much attention as the previous one. With each he had not been satisfied until he had elicited a moan of pleasure from her.

His mouth continued its journey south across her stomach. She sucked in a deep breath as he moved lower. He detoured briefly to kissed the inside of each of her thighs. Then his mouth was on her and she jumped. She could feel him smile at this. "What's so funny Scofield?" she said in a husky voice.

This of course just made him smile wider. But instead of answering her, he went back to what he was doing. His mouth was…magical. Michael inserted his finger and found her sweet spot. As he continued to work his magic, she could feel the tension building inside her. Her breathing became ragged and she pushed her head back into the pillow gripping the sheets beside her. With one final flick of his tongue she arched her back and lost control.

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Sara felt as if all her bones had left her body. Her breath was loud in her ears. Michael removed his finger from inside her and crawled up her body without losing contact. He wrapped his arms around her and held on while she came back down to earth.

She wanted to touch him but it took so much effort to move. She trusted Michael completely and it had been so easy to let herself lose control. She couldn't remember ever feeling like this. With concentration she brought her arms up and settled them on his shoulders.

Michael felt Sara bring her arms up. Her breathing was slowly getting back to normal. His face was resting in the crook of her neck. He was focusing on a small scar just below her ear. He wondered how she had gotten it. It was old and had probably happened when she was a child. Michael had had to find something to focus on to give her time to recover. He wanted her but he didn't want to just take her which is what he body was telling him to do. He needed to give her a few minutes. Just a few. Michael knew the moment she was ready to resume. Her breathing was nearly normal again and she had begun to make subtle movements beneath him.

Michael left the scar he had been concentrating on and allowed his focus to return to Sara and how he could bring her pleasure. He raised his head so that he could look at her. Her cheeks were flushed and her lips were well kissed. He met her eyes and could see the same passion he felt mirrored in them. Michael was just about to act on his thoughts but Sara beat him to it. Her hands came up and cupped his head, pulling his lips down to hers. This kiss was raw and full of passion and he met her eagerly.

It didn't take long for their hands to begin roaming. There was an urgency. They needed to get as close as possible, as quickly as possible. Sara could feel Michael's erection pressing against her. Her breath was coming quickly now and so was his. She wanted him inside her. She pulled back and placed her hands on either side of Michael's face. He stopped and looked down at her, his face full of concern. Sara closed her eyes. She had to make an effort to form the words. When she opened her eyes again, she simple whispered, "Michael. Please." When he just continued to look at her she reached down and took him in her hand. She herd him suck in his breath at her touch. Now that she had his full attention she tried again, "I want to feel you inside me."

Michael had thought something was wrong when Sara had stopped their frantic explorations of each other but hearing her declaration, his desire for her went up although he hadn't thought that was possible. He leaned in and gave her a hard kiss. Then he reached down and replacing her hand with his own, he positioned himself between her legs. It had been a long time for both of them and the wait was now over.

When he entered her, Sara gasped. At first he though he had hurt her, but when he met her eyes they told him differently. Pleasure filled her face and she reached out to him. He leaned down and met her. Then he began to move. It wasn't long until she began to move with him, picking up the pace. He knew she was close again and so was he. Michael found her lips and with his tongue mimicked his trusts. He heard her breath hitch and felt the moment she reached her climax. He swallowed her high-pitched moans and joined her as he found his release.