Dead in the Water

(Amanda's POV)

Martin had my right hand and my left hand had ahold of his jacket over my head as we ran down the beach. I was getting soaked by now. The jacket could only keep me partly dry for so long.

"We're almost there." He laughed.

"Where's there?" I yelled back.

"There." He said stopping and pointing to a cozy looking beach house.

"Wait, we can't go intruding in someone's house." I said.

"Do you want to stay out here in the rain?" He smirked.

"No." I replied.

"Alright then. As a matter of fact, a friend is letting me borrow it." He replied as he fumbled in a pants pocket for a key.

Martin found the key and I hurried inside. "Wow this place looks cozy." I said.

"Here." He said taking the jacket off my hands as I stayed in the kitchen soaking wet. "There is a fireplace that I am going to light up." He said taking off.

I stood in the kitchen shivering. I looked around and noticed candles were set up as well as a path of rose petals on the floor. A friend didn't own this place and even if they did Martin planned this trip. Whether it rained or not, I was definately going to end up here one way or another eventually.

"You had this all planned out." I grinned. He just gave me that cocky smile of his.

"Baby, you are shivering." Martin said walking back into the kitchen again lighting the candles that were everywhere I could see. I noticed he was shirtless and his hair all messy from being wet. Being cold was suddenly the farthest thing on my mind. I wanted to get warmed up and I think I knew of a way to do that.

"Let's get you out of those clothes." Martin said as he leaned in to kiss my neck.

"Excuse me? What kind of girl do you think I am?" I playfully replied.

"One who is going to get out of those clothes before you catch a cold." Martin grinned.

I stripped down to my bra and bikini and threw my clothes on the floor. I had goosebumps from being cold. Martin had stripped down to his boxers. We both got that look in our eyes and it wasn't long until our lips crashed.

Martin hoisted me up and against a wall of the living room teasing, caressing, and touching me everywhere he could get his hands on. I was so turned on just by the thought of us being out in the rain, cold, and now having to warm ourselves up. I was enjoying every minute of it.

Out of the blue he switched it up a bit. Martin started kissing down my neck stopping to nibble right where my neck and shoulder meet. I let out a slight moan.

"I think someone liked that." Martin laughed. "Let's try something else." He replied moving his fingers up my left thigh and pulling my bikini to the side abit to tease me elsewhere making me more wet then I already was.

"Martin." I gasped in his ear.

"Bed?" He asked.

"Bed." I demanded as he carried me into the master bedroom of the house.

Once again there were candles lit. The fireplace was going strong and there were rose petals on the floor and bed. He sat me on the edge of the bed. Then he kneeled in front of me. I felt like I was paralyzed to move but in a good way. My heart couldn't stop beating fast enough and all I knew was that I had to have Martin in me or I was about to die from anticipation.

"What are you doing?" I asked as he pulled a black blindfold off the bed beside me.

"I want you to not see what I have planned for you." He said blindfolding me.

I felt his hands start to caress my arms and down my back until he got to the fastener of my bra. "Darn. Looks like you won't be needing that anytime soon." He laughed removing my bra.

He ran his hands down my body. Each touch was like a new sensation coursing through me. I think my breathing got shallower and shallower.

"Am I doing ok so far?" He replied running his right hand back up my left thigh.

"Y..yes." I manage to get out.

He leaned against me again and whispered, "Lie back on the bed with your legs over the edge." He didn't have to tell me twice.

Martin started to kiss and taunt me around my panty line until he took them off me. He was going to drive me over the edge.

"You...I need...want you inside me, now!" I demanded. I scooted up on the bed some and I heard him take off his boxers.

"Someone is demanding, aren't they?" He laughed climbing up on the bed. I could feel his erection as he hovered over me.

He placed my arms over my head and started to kiss my neck slowly. He was torturing me and loving every minute of it but then again as agonizing as it was, I was loving it too. I moved my hands down onto his still wet hair that was slicked back and he spread my legs open some.

"I'm going to start off nice and slow and work our way up to fast." He said whispering in my ear.

He entered me and I gasped in pleasure. I arched my back some and moved in tune to him. I had enough of the slow part, now I wanted to speed things up.

"Martin, go faster." I said. "And...I'm taking this blind fold off!" I grinned almost out of breath.

I took the blindfold off so I could look into his eyes as we made love. Oh and it was everything to the crazy mad passionate love too. We were both moaning and breathing fast. I called his name and came and shortly afterward he came. He pulled out of me and rolled over beside me.

"How is that for a warm up?" He grinned.

"Shush you." I smiled as I rolled over to lay my head on his chest and our bodies intertwined.

Martin pulled the comforter over us as we snuggled together listening to each other try to calm down. I could hear how fast Martin's heart was beating.

"I can hear your heartbeat." I smiled and he nodded.

"You are beautiful." Martin sighed happily.

"I love you." I replied.

"I love you too." Martin said. "Hold on to this memory even though its nothing more then a dream." Martin whispered in my ear.

And just like that I woke up. I was sweating. That was a dream? It felt so real.

I rolled over to see that the clock read that it was after four am. I heard some arguing going on. I raised up in bed to hear my sister was now home and yelling at Pete. As I tried to listen closely, I heard what they were arguing about and it wasn't cool. They were arguing over me.