Finally!
By Donna and Abs
(Rated NC17)

The bride and groom were not the only ones to leave the party early. After Sam had a word with Patrick Harper, getting his promise that he would see Ceara home safely later on that evening, he and Charity snuck quietly away, walking hand in hand to the stables to get their horses. They saddled up quickly, and then rode off back towards the farm. They took most of the trip at a canter, with short sessions at the walk to rest the horses for a moment before speeding up again. Of course, they took advantage of those times to reach over and share a kiss, or a caress. Once home, they made sure the horses were cooled off and taken care of first, then ran hand in
hand to the manor house. 

Sam had been waiting for this for a long time. He just hadn't admitted it. And even though her actions were encouraging, he did not let himself hope that this one night would lead to more. He only thought of what seemed to be happening now.

The searing kiss she planted on his lips the second they were in the house removed any doubts that he had. She wanted him! If the kiss wasn’t enough, the fact that she was doing her best to get his clothing off right there on the spot was more than enough proof.

And whether or not this lasted past the night was not exactly at the front of his mind! In the back there was a nagging something that he could not put his finger on, but testosterone was driving it from his consciousness, and the more clothing came off, the less he thought of anything but nature taking its
course. 

The pullover polo top she was wearing came off easily, and then as she pulled his shirt out of his pants and unbuttoned it, Sam attempted to figure out the workings of her bra and how in the world to get the thing off of her! Charity laughed and peeled his shirt off, tossing it on a nearby chair to join his jacket, and the crossed her arms over her own chest and pulled the sports bra straight over her head. She tossed it aside and then moved back into his arms, their bodies pressed tightly together as they hungrily kissed.

He liked the feel of her in his arms. The only women he'd ever had were paid for; this was not nearly so cheap. They wanted him for his money, not himself.  All this added to the experience greatly!

"Dance with me, Sam," Charity breathed into his ear. He laughed, and together the two of them danced to the sound of some unheard music, their bodies melded together. As their hands were wandering over bare backs and down to bottoms made firm from many hours in the saddle, their mouths hardly ever left each other's until Sam pulled back enough to cup Charity’s breasts in his hands, admiring the sight of them.

Slowly he went down her body so he could taste her, lingering over the pert little nipples and then spreading out to enjoy the entire firm mound of flesh.
She moaned softly, her back arching, and his hand went down the front of her flat belly. 

His hand worked the buttons of her tight jeans loose, and then as he continued to suck on the delicious little nipple in his mouth, he started to push them down. Once they had cleared her hips, he ran his hands down her back once more, only this time they slid under the light cotton fabric of her panties so that he could enjoy the feel of her without the interference of clothing. A moment later, her panties joined her jeans down around her knees.

Her hands had been equally busy, and as he once more pressed their bodies together, his erection was free to rub up between her legs. As she felt his shaft caress her folds, Charity laughed. "If we keep this up, we will never make it to the bed, will we?" she said, her dark eyes sparkling with mischief and desire both.

"Eventually, Lass, eventually," he said softly. There was promise in the words, and hope; if they did it standing up now, surely they would make it to the reclining position some time during the evening!

She laughed and pulled away from him so that she could kick off her boots and then remove the rest of her clothing. Once she was completely nude, she knelt at Sam's feet, and as he steadied himself with a hand on her shoulder, she took his boots and pants off as well. Standing back up, their bodies finally completely skin to skin, her mouth once more found his. As they kissed, he steered her to the nearest wall, and once her back was against it, he lifted her up so that her lovely breasts were level with his hungry mouth. Charity squealed from the sheer joy of it and wrapped her legs around his slender hips, opening herself up to him.

"I've wai'ed fer this a long time, Lass," he breathed. Then he put his large hands on her hips, steadying her, and one short thrust was all it took to penetrate her. He gasped immediately at the sheer joy of it.

She cried out as he filled her. "Ohhhhh! Yes, yes, yes!" she screamed as he took her against the wall. "Do it Sam!" There would be time later for tender
lovemaking, but for now, this was something they both wanted and needed. Her moans of pleasure only encouraged him to pick up the tempo, driving himself in deeper and harder with each thrust.

And, needless to say, doing it up against the wall was extremely exciting. He was only worried he would fail to please her. It was not going to take him long to find "completion"!

Luckily she was just as aroused by this as he was. As he felt her start to go, he rammed in as hard as he could, and together, they both screamed out as their bodies were completely consumed with a mind blowing climax. Gasping for breath, Sam collapsed up against her, still holding her shaking body up off the ground.

"Wow," was all she managed to say after she was finally able to breathe again. "That was some appetizer! Now I can't wait for the main course!" Sam Grey's heart leapt for joy at those words.