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Dormus Interruptus.

Chapter 6

Sheldon blinked his eyes open. Looking down, he stared into the beautiful face of his sleeping girlfriend, who was lying in exactly the same position she hade been, when they fell asleep, her head on his chest, and her body pressed tight against his.

As he lay there, drinking in her beauty, he felt her pulse rate rise, and her breathing quicken, then she let out a groan which was so low he felt it through his ribcage, more than he heard it.

Suddenly, he felt her body stiffen, then, a few seconds later, she relaxed, the most beautiful smile spreading across her face, as he held her close.

With a stretch, Amy opened her eyes and looked into his.

"Did you just?" he asked. "Yes" she replied, "It's was wonderful".

With a nervous grin, he asked "I trust I was involved?"

With a coy look, Amy accused "I do believe you're jealous, but you've no need to be, because it was you".

The nervous grin slipping from his face, he looked down at her, then, curiosity getting the better of him, he slid his hand down her body, pausing at the waistband of her pajama bottoms.

With a smile, she nodded and Sheldon slipped his hand past the waistband, continuing downward, until his fingers brushed against soft hair. Pausing, he slid his hand downward, coming to rest on her swollen lips.

"Wow" he said, "you are so wet".

"What do you expect?" she asked, "I just had an orgasm".

Withdrawing his hand, he rested it on his chest, unconcerned about where it had just been.

"Amy?" he said. There was a pause. Sensing his hesitation, she replied "Yes Sheldon?"

Taking a breath, he asked "How many times have you had them?"

"The dreams? Eight times", she replied.

"And the first time was?", he thought back to his own experience, the previous Saturday night, "scary?"

"Yes, terrifying. I was only sixteen and I knew almost nothing about sex or my body, but later, I started to realize it was exciting and pleasurable, and I wanted to feel it again".

Pausing, she went on unbidden. "but it didn't happen again for about eighteen months. I'd lay awake at night, willing myself to have another dream, but it didn't work. That's when I started masturbating".

Sheldon inhaled sharply, surprised she would throw out that comment so casually.

Seeing the surprise on his face, she stroked his cheek, as she quoted him, "No embarrassment with you, ever".

"Amy", I'm glad we can talk openly like this. It makes my situation a bit easier to deal with".

"Sheldon" she reassured, "we can talk about anything".

He stared into her eyes, hypnotized by her beauty, and grateful for her patience and understanding.

Leaning across, he pressed his lips to hers. Opening her lips, she let his tongue into her mouth, her mind wandering, as the feelings and sensations drifted through her.

As they kissed, the alarm went off and Sheldon groaned his annoyance at it.

Climbing out of bed, he let her pass him, on the way to the bathroom, gently patting her bottom, as she walked past.

Strolling into the living room, they each took a cup of tea from the counter, acknowledging Leonard with a 'cheers' gesture of their cups.

As they sat at the counter, tucking into omelets, Leonard gave Sheldon a knowing look, and winked at him.

Rolling his eyes, Sheldon thought "Grow up Leonard".

-o-o-o-o-

As Sheldon studied his white board, there was a knock, and Howard poked his head round the door.

"So Sheldon" he said, "what happened to not being controlled by your baser urges?"

Sheldon sighed, "You've heard?"

Howard grinned, "You can't keep secrets around here".

"So" Howard went on, "what's she like in the sack?"

Sheldon attempted to use Kolinahr to calm himself, but with limited success. "Mind your own business" he snapped.

"So you haven't got that far?" Howard taunted.

"Erm", Sheldon hesitated.

"As a matter of fact we have".

Stepping into the room, Amy sized up Howard.

Fixing him with her stare, she went on, "Oh and FYI, what they say about height and size, turns out to be true". She glanced up at Sheldon, towering over her, then took a long hungry look at his groin.

Turning to look at Howard, she went on, "which doesn't bode well for you, does it?"

Moving across the room, Amy stalked Howard toward the door. As he backed through the door, Amy glared at him, "Now, if you'll excuse us, Sheldon and I have some", pausing, she licked her lips and, with a salacious grin, continued, "things to discuss".

With a final smack of her lips, she closed the door in Howard's face, locking it.

Prowling across the room, a look of hunger in her eyes, she backed Sheldon toward the white board.

As the white board toppled to the ground, Sheldon continued backing up, staring at Amy's hungry eyes.

When his back bumped against the wall, Amy grabbed the front of his T-Shirt, dragged his face down toward her, and crushed her mouth onto his.

As he stood outside the door, hearing the crash of the white board, and a series of moans and groans, Howard frowned. "Damn it" he cursed under his breath, "Everybody gets sex at work but me". Turning, he stalked away, still muttering to himself.

Inside the room, Sheldon's Vulcan hearing detected Howard leaving.

"OK" he murmured through the kiss, "he's gone". Amy stopped kissing him, just long enough to ask "So?"

"Oh what the hell" he thought. Turning her from the wall, he lifted her and sat her on his desk, then crushed his mouth back onto hers.

As they kissed, tongues mashing against tongues, Sheldon stood between her legs, his hands on her back, as he pulled her tighter to him.

Amy felt him twitch, and something small but noticeable, began to press into her.

Wrapping her legs around his waist, she pulled him tighter against her, all the time kissing him harder and deeper, trying to keep him distracted from what was happening down below.

Suddenly Sheldon's eyes opened wide, as he realized what was happening. "Amy" he moaned, "I can't".

"Yes you can" she intoned, "just don't think about it". Rocking herself against him , she urged "you can do this, trust me".

She began grinding herself against him, her loins twisting in exquisite agony, as she crept toward her release, Sheldon groaning in her ear.

Suddenly Sheldon began grinding back. She could feel him hardening with each second that passed.

Reaching down, she hiked her skirt up and pulled her panties to one side, exposing herself. Reaching out, she undid the button and zipper on his pants, letting them slip to the floor, then drew down his underpants, releasing him. He wasn't fully hard, but she judged it would be enough.

She took him in her hand, stroking him, willing him to become harder, then his eyes widened, till the pupils were like tiny dots in the middle of the whites.

"Amy" he gasped, "no condoms" She didn't have the time to explain in detail. "It's OK Sheldon" she reassured, "everything is taken care of".

Holding his arousal against her, she shuffled forward on the desk, her legs wrapped around him, pulling him into her, flinching at the sting of pain, but not pausing, as she pulled him ever inward.

Sheldon felt himself enter her, and his mind was overwhelmed by the heat, the tightness, the intense feelings, his whole body engulfed in the experience. All logical thought extinguished, he began thrusting in and out, the only sound he could hear, the mind blowing moaning and groaning of the woman surrounding him with herself.

Then it happened. Sheldon's movements became erratic, and she felt him begin to soften. She was determined he wouldn't fail again, so, grabbing his head, she turned it to her, and stared deeply into his eyes, fixing him in her gaze, then she plunged her mouth onto his neck, sucking and nibbling at the flesh.

Distracted by the attention being received by his neck, his thrusts became rhythmic again, and Amy could feel him hardening inside her.

On and on he went, plunging into her, as the coil of tension deep inside her began to tighten.

Knowing she couldn't keep him distracted long, she knew she needed to finish this soon.

Tearing her mouth from his neck, she plunged it toward his chest, but missed the tiny target she was aiming for. Again she plunged, but missed. On the third attempt, she made contact, catching his nipple between her teeth, through his T-Shirt. As she pinched down on it with her teeth, she felt Sheldon begin to jerk and shudder.

Tensing her muscles, she clamped her walls onto him, increasing the friction as much as she could, then she felt him pulse, as his hot essence erupted into her.

Sheldon made three or four more strokes as he pulsed, then he gasped and collapsed on top of her, pinning her to the desk.

Finally, pulling himself upright, he slipped from her, still panting.

Amy's hand was on herself in a moment, rubbing her nub, seeking the release she was so close to, but Sheldon lifted her hand out of the way, before plunging his mouth onto her, licking, sucking and nibbling at her.

With an animalistic groan, Amy unraveled, her body twitching and jerking, as she thrashed under Sheldon's mouth.

Lifting his head, he looked down at the most exquisite sight he had ever seen, his beautiful girlfriend, with a look of pure bliss on her face.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, Amy pulled herself upright, then kissed him deeply, tasting herself on him, as he helped her to her feet.

"Sheldon" she gasped, "I can't believe you just did that".

"Truth be told" he replied with a grin, "I've wanted to taste you, since you let me look at you last Sunday".

-o-o-o-o-

As they lay in bed, Amy's head resting on his chest, Sheldon stroked his fingers through her hair.

"why didn't you tell me you were on birth control?" he asked.

"I didn't want to pressure you".

"Well" he replied, "you scared the life out of me".

"I'm sorry" she said, "but I didn't plan for it to happen. Howard pissed me off so much, I got carried away, and then we were a bit too busy for me to explain".

Stroking his hand across her stomach, he paused, then pulled out the bow, on the cord of her pajama bottoms.

Raising her eyebrows, she asked "What do you think you're doing?"

With a grin, he replied, "Now I know how incredible you taste, I thought I'd get myself a second helping".

Slipping under the covers, he lay a line of kisses down her body, then, paused to kiss her inner thighs, before dipping in, to lap at the deliciously sweet taste that was Amy.

As Sheldon's tongue slid between her lips, Amy inhaled sharply, then purred "Dessert is served".