Overheard

Chapter Seven

Greg was released from the hospital five days later. He was
surprised to find Sara waiting to take him home. He smiled at her as
she opened the car door for him.

"Curb side service. Thanks," he said as he climbed in.

"Enjoy it, cause it won't happen again," she said before she closed
the door.

He laughed and watched her make her way to the driver's side. She
climbed in beside him and started the car.

"Your place or mine?" Greg asked, smiling.

"Yours," she said as she pulled away. "You still need rest."

Greg rolled his eyes, "I don't think I can take much more resting."

Sara said nothing as she drove toward his apartment. He watched her
out of the corner of his eye. Her confession earlier that week
surprised and delighted him. It was a dream come true. He only
wished it had happened without him getting hurt. Still, he wasn't
about to complain.

Sara pulled into the parking lot and parked the car. He climbed out
of the car and led her inside the building and up to his apartment.
He didn't think she wanted to come in, but again she surprised him.

"Make yourself at home," he said as he opened the door.

Greg tossed his keys on the end table and went into the kitchen. He
opened the fridge only to have something to do. He wasn't hungry, he
was nervous. He finally had her where he wanted her and he didn't
know how to proceed.

It's probably too soon anyway, he thought as he grabbed a carton of
orange juice and closed the door. Drugs will probably wear off and
I'll collapse in pain.

He poured two glasses and handed one to Sara, who had followed him
into the kitchen. He took a sip as he watched her head back into the
living room. The desire he held back on the drive here finally broke
through, heating him from the inside.

"What?" Sara asked, both eyebrows raised.

Greg set his glass down as several thoughts raced through his mind.
He strode toward her and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her
close. He kissed her passionately, something he had wanted to do for
a long time.

After a moment, he pulled back and gazed at her. He saw the surprise
in her eyes and he took a step back. He glanced at her, wondering if
he had gone too far.

"Sara?" Greg asked cautiously.

Sara averted her eyes and stepped away from him. He watched her as
she strode toward the couch, her hand on her arms.

"I'm sorry," he said softly as he stared at the floor. He had moved
too fast and probably scared her. The happiness he had felt had
overwhelmed him.

"It's all right, Greg," she said, her voice closer.

He looked up and saw her staring at him. There was concern in her
eyes and he offered her a smile.

"I didn't mean…"

"Greg, stop. It just surprised me is all. I didn't expect it."

"I'll warn you next time."

Sara smiled at him and stepped toward him, closing the gap between
them. She placed her hands on his face as she stared into his eyes.
He placed his hands on her hips and drew her closer.

"Don't worry about it," she whispered as she kissed him.

It was a gentle kiss, testing the waters. His arms wrapped around
her, drawing her against him. Her fingers buried themselves in his
hair as she deepened the kiss.

Their tongues danced and explored as Greg's hands roamed over Sara's
body. The heat turned into an inferno that threatened to engulf
him. He didn't think he could hold back much longer.

"Sara," he whispered against her neck.

Her hands began to fumble with the buttons on his shirt. She opened
the sides and ran her hands over his chest. The touch sent tingles
along his skin and his arousal grew. She pushed the shirt off his
shoulders and down his arms.

The shirt dropped to the floor as their lips and tongues collided
once more. Greg pulled her blouse from her jeans and set his hands to
exploring. He heard her gasp and he smiled against her lips.

Sara walked him backwards until his legs collided with the couch. She
pushed him down onto it then stood. She smiled at him as she lifted
her blouse over her head. She tossed it aside and straddled him,
taking his mouth once again. Her hands traveled over his chest and
down his body as she deepened the kiss.

Greg undid her bra, letting it fall off her shoulders. He slipped it
down her arms and let it fall to the floor. He massaged her breasts,
her gasp nearly sending him over the edge. He couldn't believe this
was happening. If it was a dream, he never wanted to wake up.

He took one of her breasts into his mouth, her moan fanning the
flames higher. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as she leaned
back, giving more of herself to him. He swirled his tongue around
her breast, bringing forth another gasp from her. He repeated the
motions to her other breast as his hands moved down her back.

Sara suddenly moved off his lap. He stared at her in surprise and
confusion.

What did I do now? Greg thought.

She smiled at him and helped him off the couch. She kissed him
passionately then nibbled his earlobe, sending shivers of pleasure
down his spine.

"Bedroom," she whispered as her hands danced over his chest.

Greg smiled and nibbled her ear, "This way."

He led her down the short hallway to his room. He opened the door and
pulled her inside. He pulled her into his arms and took her mouth,
letting her know how much he loved her.

His hands traveled down her body, stopping at the top of her jeans.
She pushed him backwards toward his bed. The backs of his knees hit
the bed and he fell onto it.

He watched as she slowly slipped out of her jeans. His breathing
grew rapid as her underwear followed. She stood before him, letting
him gaze at her.

He sat up and drew her toward him. He kissed her deeply, allowing
his passion take him away.

Her hands went to work on his jeans and before long there was nothing
between them, but air. She pushed him down onto the bed and crawled
on top of him. She took his mouth with hers as her hands buried
themselves in his hair. The passion grew between them until it
threatened to consume them.

Greg flipped them over so he was on top. He stared into her eyes,
wanting to know if this was what she wanted. As much as he wanted
her, he didn't want to push her into something she didn't want to do.

"Greg," Sara moaned as she grabbed him, causing his eyes to
widen. "Now."

He kissed her deeply as he slowly entered her. Her gasp became a moan
as he buried himself inside her. He moaned himself as he reveled in
the feel of her around him.

He began to move and she wrapped her legs around him, driving him
deeper. Her nails dug into his shoulders as he increased his pace.

The flames licked at them as she matched his thrusts. Her muscles
closed around him, causing him to thrust faster and deeper into her.
He never felt anything like this before and hoped to again with her.

Sara cried out his name, sending shivers of delight through him. He
thrust twice more before he released inside her, joining her in their
cries of passion.


~*~


Sara opened her eyes to find herself in a room not her own. She
glanced around in rising surprise when she felt something heavy upon
her. She looked down and saw a head with spiky hair lying on her
stomach. She gasped as she remembered where she was and what had
happened.

"Greg," she whispered as she moved him off her. "Wake up."

She shook his shoulder, but he didn't wake. She shouted his name,
shaking him harder.

"What?!" Greg shouted as he sat up.

He blinked several times then glanced at her. He stared at her for a
moment, running a hand through his hair. He smiled at her as he
relaxed against the pillows.

"Hey," he said, his eyes so dark they were nearly black. His desire
sparked her own and she didn't want to stop it.

She looked him up and down, wondering if she had time before her
shift started.

Shift can wait, Sara thought as she ran a finger down his torso. He
shivered and she smiled.


"I don't think I'll be able to get enough of you," she whispered.

"Fine by me," Greg said, smiling. He pulled her close to him and
nibbled on her ear.

She laughed softly. She didn't think she'd ever been happier. It was
a feeling she could get used to.

"I love you," Greg whispered in her ear.

"I know," she said softly. "I love you, too."

Greg kissed her tenderly and warmth flowed through her. Her heart
swelled with love for him and she finally felt at peace.


END