Brian’s POV
Amy and I were walking to the address that was noted down on the tickets. We had time to spare, so we decided against a taxi and went walking. The silence between us was not necessarily uncomfortable, but it was giving my mind way too much room to go wandering by itself.

All that talking about what we would do when we got home had put some strange images in my head. Amy handing me a beer when I would come home from the studio, Amy putting a real good steak dinner on the table, Amy in her sweatpants and a tiny top. Screw the groupies in their skimpy clothes, that image of Amy was all I needed.

But on the other hand, the image of her and her boss wouldn’t leave my mind either. I had never seen the man, but thoughts were running wild anyway. The name James normally put a smile to my face, but now it made me cringe. As soon as Amy and I would part, he would come swooping in, taking his chance with her. And I couldn’t even blame him, but I still didn’t like the thought one bit.

The masochistic ways of my mind forced me to ask her more and more questions about her job and she answered… all of them… one excruciating answer after the other. Her job was part of the life she had been having without me, the life she would have again… without me.

“Hey… what is going on? You look so angry?” the soft voice of the woman clouding my mind sounded worried.
“Nothing babe” her eyes told me she didn’t believe me and she raised her brows “No, I’m just still a little bummed that I couldn’t really plan a nice day for us” I improvised.
Amy smiled a little and gave my hand a little squeeze “Don’t worry, it all turned out pretty good.” She looked up “Speaking of which, I think we are here”

I looked at the building we were standing in front of. It looked like a real old movie theater, illuminated text sign with the showing movie included, but that was about it. It was tiny.
“I’m not sure….” I started, but Amy broke me off by kissing me
“Don’t… I’m sure it will be okay”
“But they are showing ‘Gone with the wind’” I wrinkled my nose in disapproval, Amy giggled
“Frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn” she said in the old movie heroin voice, before continuing as herself, leaning in close to me “I wasn’t planning on looking much at the screen anyway”
“Holy fuck” I was just able to let out as she dragged me inside.

“Good afternoon Mr. and Mrs. Haner” an old fashioned looking doorman greeted us. How did he…? “Nova told me you were coming. She booked the whole room, especially for you” the smile of the man went face wide “Please come this way”

“You are apologizing to that girl as soon as we get back to the hotel” Amy punched my arm “She arranged all of this for us, even after you being a total ass to her”
I did feel a little guilty, this was all pretty nice of her, she didn’t have to do that.

The man leaded us into a room. Just like the rest of this theater, it was small. There was a big movie screen, but no chairs like usual. It was filled up with couches and large recliners, in the corner a popcorn machine was working and there was a large fridge with all kinds of drinks. The man got behind the counter “A beer for you sir?” I nodded “Maybe some wine for you, miss?”
“She would like a beer too” I answered for Amy “And a large popcorn please” I smirked at Amy and got rewarded with a huge smile. I pulled her to me, while we waited, and kissed her deeply “I’m really sorry I don’t have your sweatpants here, but that will have to wait until next time” Amy’s eyes widened for a second and then she kissed me again.

The words had left me before even thinking about it. Of course there wouldn’t be a next time, I scolded myself in my head, but got quickly distracted by Amy’s hands wandering under my shirt.

“There you go miss, sir” The man gave us our drinks and snacks and motioned to the room “Please make yourselves comfortable, I will start the movie and won’t interrupt you any further. Enjoy yourselves.”

With that he left the room and left Amy and me alone.
“You think he meant that? Not interrupting us?” Amy’s voice was seductive and her hands were leaving no question of where her mind was wondering when she slipped them into the front of my shorts.
“Whoa, Amy! I need a little foreplay!” I smirked as I wrapped my arms around her, grapping her ass.
“You’re such a girl” Amy giggled as she grabbed her beer and popcorn and walked over to the largest couch in the room.

She put everything in her hands down on the floor and faced me from halfway across the room. Her teeth dug into her bottom lip while her hands found their way over her dress, touching her breasts, her midriff, going right for the lower regions.

“Oh shit” I groaned as I bridged the distance between us in large steps. Behind us the movie had started, but I couldn’t care less. I clawed Amy’s hips and dragged her to me and with her in my arms, I lowered both of us to the couch. Our mouths found each other, licking, sucking, biting lips and I couldn’t suppress a moan “What are you doing to me?”
“Same thing you do to me, I’ve been wanting you again ever since we left that massage room” My eyes widened at that confession “But that..”
“I know… I know..” Amy let out breathless “I don’t know what’s happening either, I normally don’t….”

She sounded so desperate, so confused but in a good way, like she really couldn’t comprehend what was happening, to her, to both of us, because I definitely could relate… Oh hell could I relate… I wanted her…. Every single second since we had met each other.

While on screen the heat built between Rhett and Scarlett, off screen it was getting hotter and hotter too. We were still fully clothed, but I was on the verge of breaking down in my excitement. I lay on top of Amy and I couldn’t stop my hips from going up and down, creating some kind of friction we both really needed.
“Oh Brian… I…. I really need you… I can’t take it anymore” She whined as she pulled my hair.

I sat up and pulled her on my lap, her legs on both sides of mine, my arms wrapped around her body, as I leaned back, waiting for her to meet my lips again. I wasn’t disappointed. My hand found its way under her dress and I teased my finger to her heat, being welcomed by her wet excitement, making Amy take a deep intake of breath.
“I’m so happy you were insisting on changing your pants to a dress” I breathed heavily, while I let my fingers slip in fully now, lazily moving them around.

Amy’s head fell back and I had to put all my strength into that one arm to hold on to her.
“Me too” Her hands found a quick way to my short, taking out, my now rock hard, cock “No more talking Brian, take me…. Please” her plea sounded like music in my ears. I pushed my shorts a little lower, stroke my cock a few times, and stared into Amy’s eyes.

I saw every bit of lust that was going round inside of me, back in her eyes, when she kept them locked with mine. And even when she closed them for a second the moment she let her body sink down on mine, connecting our bodies again, I knew what was going on in her brain. She wanted to hold on to this just as bad as I was. I had a heavy heart on knowing this was going to end soon, but it fluttered and became light again when Amy opened her eyes and gave me a sensual kiss.

I held her close to me, as she went up and down, slowly but surely taking us on a wave of bliss. Ecstasy was building up inside of us, but there was no rush. I pushed her dress off her shoulder and softly bit her collarbone, then I put my lips to the side of her neck and softly sucked the skin. While Amy was focusing on getting us both a release, I marked her.

The feeling of wanting to mark her as mine, even more than the tattoo she already had on her ass was pure instinct. She could go back to her life, her life without me, but for the first few days it would remind her that she had been mine.

Even though it had only been for two weeks.

Sara´s POV
“You are really telling me you never in your life did any kind of drugs?” Matt looked at me with wide eyes, not believing the answer that I had been repeating four times now. We were on the beach, sitting opposite of each other, our legs folded underneath us. For the past time we had done some Q&A game, where I ended up in answering mostly Matt´s questions.

“Yes. I’m really telling you exactly that. I don’t like the thought of losing control.” Raised brows met my eyes, come to think of it, that was a pretty stupid reason. I giggled “Okay, you have a point, I just… never felt the need. I’m actually a goody two shoes Mr. Sanders” I batted my lashes at him and was rewarded by one of his amazing chuckles. We caught each other’s eyes and for a moment just stared at each other. Matt’s fingers pushed a strand of hair out of my face and I leaned into his hand, closing my eyes for a second.

It was hard not to get carried away by all of this. This day had been perfect…. He had been perfect.

“Can I ask you something about Marc?” I snapped my eyes open at him, there he goes… ruining the mood. I wiggled uncomfortably in the sand “We talked about my ex, it’s only fair we talk about yours too” Matt reasoned with me. I know it wasn’t fair, but I didn’t wanna talk about that asshole.
“Unless Marc is not as much in your past as you want him to be and you still want him in your life?” an annoyed voice dragged me out of my thoughts.
“What?!”
“You heard me”

My eyes found the hazeled ones in front of me, I saw a challenging twinkle in them, but there was something else too… Was it jealousy? Hurt?
“No! I don’t want him back, I don’t want him in my life anymore.” I defended myself, sitting up a little straighter.
“Well, than you can tell me about him. I mean, how did you guys meet?”
I sighed but answered anyway “I was hired by his company. I’m a troubleshooter. I come in, set the thing straight and go out again. That’s what I do. Marc’s department wasn’t functioning, just as every department that was relying on them. When I presented the plan for the members of the board, Marc challenged me, he was angry about the plan, but I refute every argument he had. We had to work very closely during a couple of months and at one of the late meetings, one thing led to another. The rest is history.” I paused to think about that start. He had been so charming, but I know realized one thing was always lingering on the background “But I guess I should have known, he never really got over the fact that I was just doing my job and that part of that was me telling him what to do.”

“Women with power are hot” Matt smirked, while he sneaked in a kiss. “How did it end?” he whispered against my lips, and I had to suppress the urgency to bite his lip out of frustration of him not letting this go.
“We were never planned for forever. Maybe deep down I knew he was always waiting for a better one. And she came. In the character of the boss’ daughter. He cheated me with her, so I kicked him out.”

It all sounded so easy now. I was amazed by the fact that 2 weeks ago I was heading to Vegas with Amy because I was so miserable, and now I was fine with it.
“I guess I have to thank him for making me realize that I need a man that can handle a woman that is successful for herself, he was never able to. But I can’t say it didn’t hurt me. I really believed it was the real thing, how it was supposed to be” my voice trailed and I felt Matt’s hands on my face.

“What about now?” His reply was only a whisper
“Now I know it can be different too” I whispered back. I wanted to add that it was because of him, because of how we had been this holiday, of how we had been today, but I swallowed my words away. Instead, I grabbed his cheeks and kissed him, putting everything, I couldn’t say, in that single kiss, hoping he would feel it. Hoping that he meant what I thought I felt when he had kissed me the moment we surfaced after the jump.

A chill went over my body and I wasn’t really sure if it was because of all the feelings floating inside of me, or simply because I was still in my bikini and the afternoon was coming to an end. Matt noticed too.
“We should get our clothes and head back, the motorcycle has to be returned soon.” He got up and held his hand out to me, pulling me up. I brushed most of the sand off of me, before I put my hand in his again.
“It’s a shame it has to go back, we could have had some more fun with it” I teased, the thoughts of what he could have done to me on top of that bike sending shivers down my spine. Matt pulled me to his body, a dangerous glare in his eyes “I like the way you think, woman” he kissed me hungrily before we continued our way.

We had reached the dressing room now and slipped on our clothes.
“Please give me my phone” Matt held out his hand, leaving me confused why he would want that now. Was he planning on finally seeing what Val said? He quickly pushed a few buttons and put the phone to his ear.
“Hey man, Sanders here. Yeah, no everything is okay with the bike….. Just wondering if I could return it later tonight or even in the morning? I can throw the key in the postbox? … Just charge the card, no problem at all…. Thanks a million”

Matt ended the call and handed the phone to me “Arranged. Now there is no time limit anymore” He kissed me before he got on the bike, handing me my helmet, putting his own on too “Now let’s see if we can have some dinner somewhere. The guy from the cliff told me there is a pretty nice local band playing tonight, we can go and check it out”
I only nodded and put the helmet on, impressed by the display of efficiency and leadership. Matt pulled me to him and fixed the strap to keep the helmet in place. I sat down on my little spot behind him and wrapped my arms tightly around his waist, putting my face against his back, enjoying his masculine scent.

We drove over to the little restaurant where the band was already setting up. The soundcheck lasted all through our dinner, but as if they waited for it, they started playing as soon as our plates were taken away.

The first hour of their set was very energetic and I smiled at all the dancers that rushed to the dance floor, showing off their moves. Normally I wouldn’t have to think twice before joining them, seeing I was enjoying a good dance once in a while, but Matt’s arm draped around me, made it very hard to find a reason to get off of this chair.

After the break the band came back in an acoustic setup and started playing calmed down music, the floor filled up with couples. An older couple caught my eye. The woman could hardly walk, but the man held her up in his still strong arms, and they got lost in their dance. No hard steps, just holding on to each other, casualness in their moves, the moves of a couple that had been together for all of their lives. I smiled and dreamt away. I wanted that… I wanted to dance with my man, 50 years from now, nothing new to find out about each other anymore, knowing every single inch of the other.

“Come on, let’s dance” Matt pulled me out of my dreaming and up against him, taking me over to the dance floor. His right hand spread over my lower back, his left taking mine and putting the entwined hands close to our bodies.

I put my head on his chest and enjoyed us swaying in our own little spot on the dance floor, dancing to a song about a love found on the island that lasted forever.
“I had an amazing day today, thank you”
I held my face up to him and smiled “Me too”

Matt took our entwined hands to his mouth and put a kiss on mine, making me melt into him even more and I put my head back on that comfortable place on his chest.

Where had he been all my life?

Notes

Uh oh, our couples are getting in deeper and deeper, this can´t end well, right?
Is it time to screw things up already or should we wait a little? >:)

Let us know what you think!