We Love as One - 16B

Rating: NC-17

He bent his head and captured her lips with his. He felt Samantha’s surprise, but she sighed gently and wrapped her arms around his neck, massaging his scalp. As she sighed, Martouf took the opportunity to push his tongue into her mouth, wanting to taste her.

One of his arms wrapped around her to pull her closer to him, while the other caressed the side of her stomach through the thin fabric of her shirt.

Samantha shuffled closer to Martouf until she was straddling his legs, sitting directly in front of him. Her hands kneaded the back of his neck before gliding down to lift the edges of the blue t-shirt he was wearing. Breaking their kiss momentarily, Martouf allowed Samantha to take off his shirt and fling it behind her. Immediately, Martouf resumed their kiss, groaning softly as he felt Samantha’s hands flutter lightly over his bare chest, tracing every contour and muscle.

As his tongue dueled with hers, Martouf slipped his hands underneath Samantha’s shirt and touched her bare skin, his hands never stopping as they slowly moved up to cup her naked breasts. As his fingers played with her nipples, he was rewarded with a moan from Samantha and he objected quietly as she pulled away from him. His protest died abruptly as she pulled her tank-top over her head and threw it away.

“Beautiful.” Martouf murmured, grabbing Samantha by the waist and pulling her back onto his lap. He kissed her shoulders and collarbone tenderly before taking a nipple into his mouth. Samantha moaned again and thrust her hands his hair, mussing it up. He felt her kiss the top of his head, whispering softly, “My Martouf. I love you so much.”

As he transferred his attentions to Samantha’s other breast, he said against her skin, “Only yours, love. I love you too.” His hands wandered to grip her lightly by the waist, pulling her down to lie next to him on the bed. As she tumbled onto the bed, Martouf raised his eyes, glazed over with desire, he continued, “My Samantha, my love.” His fingers slipped underneath the waistband of Samantha’s pants and he slowly pulled them lower, revealing her.

“Martouf...” He heard her gasp as his mouth followed the trail of his hands, delving lower until he reached her core.

Martouf felt Samantha shudder in pleasure as her hands played with his hair while his mouth paid worship to her body. His hands massaged her thighs, as Martouf tasted Samantha.

His tongue and his fingers worked feverishly, focusing all their attention on the heated core of Sam. Martouf sought to taste every inch of his love as he licked and nibbled. Seconds later, he felt her twist and jerk beneath him signaling an orgasm, and after he’d licked up all of her; Martouf raised his head to murmur huskily as he heard Samantha moan incoherently. "You taste beautifully, love. So good." Taking in her erratic breathing, her closed eyes, and her mouth open in a silent 'O' of pleasure, he knew he had never seen such an erotic picture before. Reacting, he felt himself harden and he stopped to shed the rest of his clothes.

Samantha watched his every move, yanking on his arm and quickly climbing on top of him. Sam plundered Martouf's mouth, tasting remnants of herself on his tongue. Her hands glided all over his body, massaging his shoulders, his chest, his hips until she gripped his rock-hard muscle with her hand, squeezing lightly. Hearing him grit his teeth and groan, Samantha winked wickedly, saying, "My turn."

Planting open-mouthed kisses on his chest as she made her way down his body, she swirled her tongue around his belly-button while her hand pumped Martouf's manhood, imitating an act she wanted him to do fairly soon.

"Sa-Samantha!" Martouf's eyes popped open as he shouted, hands gripping the sheets of the bed as she took him in her mouth. He banged the back of his head repeatedly on the pillow as Samantha bobbed her head as she swirled her tongue, bit him lightly, raked her teeth gently, and gripped his penis. Martouf squeezed his eyes shut and he panted as his love brought every one of his senses to an orgasmic climax. His knuckles were white as his sweaty grip tightened on the bed-sheets and his muscles tensed, as Samantha did not slow her pleasurable torture, instead murmuring, “Let’s see how many times I can make you scream, love.”

Martouf growled in response before the torture began again. Samantha was pleased a minute later when Martouf cried out as a second wave of euphoric ecstasy poured over him and he retaliated by grabbing Samantha and flipping her over, reversing their positions. His mouth sought hers out and Samantha’s hands came around his back, grabbing his shoulders in an effort to pull him closer. Wickedly, Martouf’s fingers blazed a trail to Samantha’s core and with a smirk; he inserted his index finger into her.

Samantha exclaimed into his mouth before breaking the kiss to arch wildly off the bed. Martouf shifted his weight, pushing her back down as the pad of his thumb played and massaged her core while he inserted another finger into her.

“Martouf!” His smirk grew as Samantha gripped his sweaty shoulders. He lowered his mouth to nibble along her jaw-line, down her moist neck, and on her collar-bone. He moved his mouth slowly to Samantha’s ear and whispered evilly, “Let me hear you scream, Samantha.” He pushed his fingers deeper into her and started to pump his fingers slowly, alternating between a fast and slow pace, driving Samantha into oblivion, screaming his name and begging until she came.

In the moment that she did, Martouf took his fingers out, rose, and plunged into her. Samantha screamed again and Martouf buried his face in the crook of her neck as he withdrew until he was almost out, only to sink himself as deep as he could go into her. Muttering into her neck, Martouf said, “So tight, so hot, so perfect, my Samantha.”

As he continued to thrust into her, Samantha raked her fingernails down his back repeatedly, switching from moaning to gasping out, “Martouf, Martouf, god, I love you so much.” Her eyes shut and her hands wandered to cup his buttocks, urging him to go faster, drive into her harder.

Both cried out each other’s name as they came, enveloped in heavenly bliss for minutes before coming down. Martouf rolled off Samantha and onto his side, taking her with him and he was still buried deep within her. As her blue eyes opened slowly to see him looking back at her, contented smile on his face and a look of utter love and adoration in his eyes, Samantha clutched at him tighter, despite the sweat on their bodies.

“I love you, Martouf. Despite everything that’s happened and regardless of the decisions you make in the future, I will always love you. I will stand by you, no matter what happens, love. You won’t ever have to question my place in your life and you need never doubt me.”

Martouf’s smile widened and he kissed her softly. “I know, love, I know. You do not have to doubt me either, you will always be a part of my life because you are the woman I love and the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with.” Kissing her again, his tongue outlining her lips before pushing into her mouth, he tenderly began to thrust into her again.

Samantha moaned as Martouf slowly speeded up his pace before she pushed him onto his back and straddled him once more. Grinning seductively, she lowered her mouth to suck his nipples for a moment before saying, “I want to be on top this time.”