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*Eight days later*

Adam was full of anxious anticipation as he and Amy sat in the car. They were on their way back to the house, and the blond man could not *wait*...

... They were returning from the long awaited trip to the doctor's office - and he'd just gotten that damn, annoying hard neckbrace removed, a soft collar in its place. He couldn't wait to get back there, and, as he glanced over at the redhead, he knew she was equally anxious as well.

The past month and a half had been sheer torture for him. Although they'd done other things in this time, it just wasn't quite the same. Adam thought he knew exactly what would happen once they were inside the house, with the door closed and locked... He was going to lose all and absolute control and just *jump* her.

Behind the steering wheel and in the driver's seat, similar thoughts were running through Amy's mind. They hadn't spoken all that much after he'd emerged from the doctor's office with the new soft collar, but she'd bitten her lip as she'd gazed up at him, her eyes filled with desire. They had shared a silent communication as a slightly sly smile came to Adam's lips, followed by a bright grin.

Now, they were just approaching the house. Amy held her breath as she pulled up into the driveway, in a haste to just park and get out. The tall blond man had the door unlocked and nearly open before she even pulled to a full stop. That spoke volumes as to just how anxious he was feeling.

She hurriedly undid her seatbelt, then unlocked the door and got out, the keys dangling in her right hand. She had a little something special in mind that she'd been saving for this day, and she only hoped Adam would wait long enough for it.

With those thoughts, she cancelled out the idea in her mind... As she stepped up to the front door to unlock it, she could already feel her boyfriend's desire as he pressed the front of his body against the back of hers. Adam reached out with his right hand, running it over her arm softly, then applied more pressure as he lowered his head to the side of her neck. She nearly collapsed as his soft, warm, moist lips pressed against her neck, kissing gently up to her ear. He nibbled on the lobe for a beat as she momentarily forgot about unlocking the door. Then, as she regained her senses, she continued the task at hand. They *had* to get inside.

The moment they were in the house, the blond man kicked the door shut and enveloped her in his arms, his head ducking to capture her lips in a searing kiss. The redhead let out a gasp and sank into his touch, her arms going around him, her body pulled flushed to his.

Adam groaned as he backed Amy into the door, his breath coming in faster as the kiss deepened. He felt her hands tangling gently in his hair, though she seemed to be taking extra care not to move his head. He heard her let out a muffled moan as his tongue plunged even deeper into her mouth, circling around her own tongue. They engaged in a battle for passionate dominance until he couldn't take much more. He needed more - *far* more.

He began attacking her clothing with a wanton need, his head raising from hers. Their eyes met, and the redhead was panting slightly as she shrugged just enough to allow him to remove her shirt. At the same time, her hands were tugging at his garments. Damn it, she'd wanted to do something special for him.

As she stood there in her bra, her fingers fumbling with the button and zipper of his jeans, she suddenly got the urge. She gently pulled away from him, startling him as she started off in the direction of the bedroom.

"Where are you going?" he asked softly. His heart was in his emerald eyes as he watched her.

"Just to the bedroom."

Adam grinned lasciviously.

"I love the way you think," he said.

"No, wait... Stay here," the redhead said, one of her hands gesturing out to him.

He frowned, and her heart melted. God, he was handsome... handsome and adorable.

She bit her lip almost sheepishly. She didn't want to spoil it for him, but she highly doubted he would listen to her and just stay out of the bedroom until she returned to him.

"Just... trust me?" she murmured. "I had something in mind for today."

The tall blond man arched a brow, curiosity gripping him. What could she mean by that? Something kinky? He decided to take her up on this and just be a good boy and wait patiently for her.

"Okay," he said, crossing his arms over his chest. He stood there with his shirt off, bare chest rising and falling quickly with his heavy breathing, his jeans undone. It was becoming painful inside, however - so whatever she was going to do, it had better be fast. A sly grin crossed his lips. "Don't make me wait too long because I'm ready to explode."

Amy cocked a half-smile, her gaze traveling up and down over him. Then, as she started making her way down the hall, she looked back at him from over her shoulder. God, she couldn't wait to get back here and tantalize him a bit more. But more than that, she was going to *jump* the man!

Adam crossed over into the living room, ignoring the garments they'd shorn. He was damn anxious for the redhead to return, and he winced as he sat down on the couch - not because of his neck, but due to the crowdedness in his jeans. He was absolutely bulging out against the crotch of them.

After a few minutes, the Canadian felt as though he were about to go mad - especially due to the fact that, in spite of all this waiting, his hard-on wasn't going anywhere.

"Where are you?" he called. He rose from the couch, thankful that he was going to get to sleep in the bedroom in his own bed again starting tonight, when she suddenly appeared before him...

... Amy had entered the room and was standing before him clad in a scanty black satin and lace teddy. His eyes widened slightly as he took in her beautiful, voluptous form, the bustier-like top extremely low, causing her already ample cleavage to be even deeper. The lingerie was very high cut on her hips, and as she spun around for him, he could see it was a thong in the back.

"Mmm..." He let out a growl as he stepped over to her, his hands instantly grabbing at her. He lowered his head, again placing his lips on hers - more firmly this time than before and kissed her. One of his hands held her firmly in place flush against his body while the other roamed over her body. As she responded with equal fervor, kissing him so deeply he nearly cried out, he lowered his hand down to her butt, stroking and cupping and kneading the delectable flesh.

Amy let out a slightly muffled whimper as she felt him grinding his lower body against her, his erection suddenly freed from the confines of his jeans and boxers. She reached down with her right hand to grasp him, eliciting a moan from him as she fondled him. God, was he hard... He was ready to go - and so was she.

In one single, swift move, he broke the kiss and swept her up in his arms, a soft smile on his handsome face before he kissed her again - then, breaking it, he carried her down the hallway and to the bedroom.

Her breath caught in her throat as he laid her on the bed, and she gazed up at him, watching him as he quickly removed the rest of his clothing. His green eyes were filled with lust and love as they fixed on her.

In a moment, he was on the bed, half on top of her, and he yanked at the beautiful lingerie she still wore. One of her breasts popped out of the bustier top, causing him to groan before he lowered his head to take one of them into his mouth. She cried out, throwing her head back as she gave into the sensation of it. And soon, he was undoing the teddy altogether, trying to get her completely out of it.

He groaned as the lingerie came off of her, marveling at the sheer beauty of her. He just wanted to get inside of her, and *now*... So much for long foreplay. She didn't seem to mind, however, and eagerly spread her legs for him.

He nearly cried out as he slid between her legs and entered her. God, she was wet... And then, as he began to pump in and out of her, he nearly lost himself. She felt *so* good.

Amy clasped her legs around his waist, her breath coming in fast as she began to meet him with her own upward thrusts. Oh, God... It wouldn't take long for her this time thanks to all the pent-up sexual energy she'd been storing for the last month and a half. She raised her hands up, gripping his biceps as he continued to thrust even deeper into her.

After a few minutes, she felt the stirrings of the climax that had been building for so long. She let go, a loud and drawn moan leaving her lips. Her brow furrowed as she gazed up into his green eyes, noting the effort on his own face as he too seemed on the verge of orgasm.

"Oh, God!" he swore, his teeth clenching as he released himself into her. It was so intense, he could hardly see. "Holy shit, Ames..." He lowered his head to her, burying his face into her shoulder and long hair as it went on and on.

When it was over, they were both left panting, sweaty, and unbelievably satisfied. In fact, Adam couldn't stop grinning.

Amy giggled and turned to face him as he lay there on his back.

"Well, that was certainly worth the long wait."

He was still grinning like a Cheshire cat.

"Oh, hell yeah!"