"FIGHTING"

Running after Sam, Andy followed him to the men's locker room, finding him attacking someone's unsuspecting gym bag

"What is wrong with you?" she asked

"Nothing Mcnally just get out of here" he snapped at her

"Look I'm sorry ok…it was a mistake going to your place"

" Really? That's what your mistakes feel like" he said more of a statement than a question

"Sam what do you expect me to do, I-"

"I'm your training officer not your damn boyfriend" he yelled and suddenly he was standing in front of her, she would have reacted had he given her the second to

"Your right, excuse me" she said eventually, desperately needing to create some distance between them before she lost herself in his musky sandalwood scent, or the angry glare he sent her way, it never seemed to fail to bring a throbbing sensation to her most private areas. Taking a deep breath she turned and walked away.

Andy's feet lead her to an empty interrogation room, she sat on the table and propped her feet up on the chair. Her body was being weighed down with guilt for wanting Sam so badly, she could no longer control her body's response to him, rubbing her eyes she tried to forget the night of the black out, how intoxicating it was to be in his strong arms, or the feel of his manhood rubbing against her inner thigh, tempting her, daring her to take it and make it hers. She pulled out the elastic band holding her hair up, removed her jacket and holster, in the hopes that this would relieve some of the tension building in her body. She was startled by the door banging open and of course who should it be but the man currently terrorizing her thoughts

"Sam-"

"Don't talk" he said simply not even looking at her, he strode over grabbed the chair she had her feet on, yanked it out from under her and used it to secure the door shut. Andy felt her breathing quicken in shameful anticipation of what he would do next. Looking up into her eyes, still standing near the door he took his holster off and put it on the chair his jacket soon followed, then his hands began working on his belt

"What are you doing?" Andy asked a slight tremble in her voice

"finishing what you started Mcnally" he said and moved to stand in front of her, placing his hands flat on the table at each side of her hips, he stared down at her lips licking his own as if preparing to devour her alive, she could not move under his intense gaze the mixture of lust and traces of anger still lingering there, she felt as though she had been waiting years to feel his lips on hers again and it was pure torture to have them mere millimetres from her, giving up on her control she pressed her lips to his forcefully, her body came alive as if being thirsty for weeks and finally getting the sweet taste of water , Sam took over the kiss soon enough assaulting her lips, and exploring her mouth with his tongue, his hands grabbing at her thighs and pulling her to him at the same time spreading her legs wider around her, she moaned when she felt him pressing into her centre, he moved his hands up her thighs to her waist pulling her shirt out of her pants a bit too roughly accidentally ripping one of the buttons off, Andy didn't even care moving her hands down to help unbutton the rest, he opened up her pants all the while licking at her neck achingly slow from the base of her neck to her ear lobe and gently biting on the small piece of flesh, he moved back a bit to pull her pants off and push his own down releasing his swollen cock, within seconds they were pressed together again the head of his throbbing cock rubbing at her clit which was drenched in her arousal, the friction against her hard sensitive clit nearly made her scream she pulled at his shirt soon taking it off him and letting her hands roam free over his hot chest, and before she knew it her nipples were also on fire as he sucked and licked on them, she grabbed hold of his manhood and squeezed it, that's all the encouragement he needed, without taking a breath he pushed himself into her

"you think of this when you're in that fishing cabin with Callaghan" he grunted as he pounded into her, she moaned out loud but quickly bit into his shoulder remembering that they were still in the interrogation room, the thought of possibly being caught made the pressure in the pit of her stomach build up, his pace began to quicken he reached under her ass to pull himself deeper into her sweltering heat, pounding harder desperate for the pleasure he knew was close, she was sitting on the edge of the table now with her arms tightly wrapped around his neck as the only support, their bodies were so tightly pressed into each other they couldn't possibly get any closer than they already were. She began panting feeling the pressure seconds from snapping, he reached between them and pushed his thumb into her clit at the same time kissing her muffling both their moans, soon enough he began to feel her walls tightening around him milking him for all he was worth, he could no longer hold back the fluttering of her pussy on his cock as she rode out her orgasm was all too much with one hand he was squeezing at her thigh and with his other he pulled himself out just as he was about to cum, spilling his seed on her inner thigh breathing deeply into her neck "enjoy your trip" he said reaching down to pull his pants up, he turned to leave when she grabbed his arm

"I don't want to go anymore" she whispered, before he said anything back they heard the rumbling of voices just outside the door, she panicked jumping off the table and pulling her pants on as fast as she could and tucking her shirt back in, when she looked up Sam looked as good as new aside from the shaggy hair and the slightly creased shirt, he had a smirk on his face reaching over to tuck a some hair behind her ear, she smiled lightly.

Both giving each other a once over they agreed that they looked as put together as they could, Sam put the chair back in its original place, the room looked as if it had not been touched, but they would forever have a dirty reminder of what had started here.

Finally feeling that she was at a sense of either peace or serious satisfaction, mostly utter satisfaction, and then there's Luke….