Spicy Music Love ;)

Chapter 2

I'm a little too eager to get back to me and Mike's hotel room. I make my way towards our room, my excitement building the closer I get. Once I finally make it to the door of our room I hurriedly unlock the door and step inside, closing the door behind me. I've completely forgotten my earlier panic about what I'm going to do when Mia and Reagan come to get ready. There's only one thing on my mind right now and it's Mike. When I'm finally in the hotel room I can smell pizza and I have to admit it smells good but food is the last thing on my mind. As I walk further into the hotel room I see the pizza box sitting on the counter and Mike lying on the bed with his eyes closed. It looks like he's sleeping. Which makes sense considering we didn't get much sleep last night. I make my way over to the side of the bed and run my fingers through his amazing hair. He shifts slightly but his eyes don't open so I assume he's still asleep. I turn to walk away from the bed when I feel his arms wrap around me and pull me onto the bed effectively pinning me under him in the process. I laugh as he pins me to the bed with a mischievous gleam in his eye. "I thought you were asleep," I say, still laughing slightly as I cup his face in my hands and place a loving kiss on his lips. "Well looks like you were wrong," He says playfully, his hands moving up my sides and then back down to my waist. I shudder slightly under his touch because no matter how many times I feel his hands on me I'll never get tired of the feeling. His hands slip under my shirt and I feel his rough hands move up my stomach and then back down before holding my waist firmly. He leans in to kiss me and I feel a new sense of excitement wash through me as our lips meet. My hands tangle in his hair as I pull him closer. He groans deep in his throat and I feel his hold tighten on my waist. I wrap my legs around his waist pulling him closer to me, his body already pinning me to the bed. Mike grabs my hands in one of his and pins them to the bed over my head, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips. "What are you doing?" I ask playfully as he pins my hands to the bed leaving me completely at his mercy. "You'll see," He says in a deep seductive voice that sends chills racing up my spine, his smirk grows wider as he watches my reaction to his words. He leans down and kisses along my jaw before his mouth starts moving down my neck. I moan softly and pull against his hold on me, my hands aching to touch him. To feel his muscular body under my hands. My back arches towards him as I desperately need more; his mouth on my neck is driving me insane and I'm not sure how much longer I'll be able to contain my desire. His free hand grabs the hem of my shirt and slowly pulls it over my head before throwing it off the bed somewhere in the room. I feel his calloused hand move over the skin on my stomach and up my side before moving back down again. His mouth moves from my neck and along my collarbone before moving lower. "Mike..." His name is barely a whisper as I silently plead for more. More of him. More of this moment between us. I had forgotten how much I missed this. How much I missed him. He flashes me a playful smile before he starts to kiss along my stomach causing me to moan again, my body trembling with desire. He finally lets go of my hand after teasing me for what felt like an eternity but in reality was only about ten minutes. My hands waste no time finding his chest and moving down to the hem of his shirt so I can remove it. I grab the hem of his shirt and pull it up over his head before flinging it. My hands immediately start to trace over his muscular chest and I hear him make a noise that would be best described as a growl. It causes me to shiver and that same rush of desire overtakes me again. I push him over so that I'm on top of him, his back pressed against the bed. There is a wicked gleam in his eye as he looks up at me and it only encourages me. My hands begin to trace over the multiple tattoos that cover his arms that I have become so familiar with. A wicked smirk forms on my face as I lean down and teasingly kiss along his jaw my hands still moving slowly up his muscular arms. I watch as Mike moans softly, his hands moving up to hold onto my waist firmly. I kiss along his jaw until I reach his ear. I bite his earlobe softly before whispering seductively in his ear, "Are you enjoying this as much as I am?" Mike makes a noise as his hands tighten their hold on my waist. "You know I am baby," he says, his smirk becoming more wicked as his hands move up over my stomach before pulling me down so that I'm lying on top of him. His hands move up my back, a seductive gleam in his eyes. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull his face closer to mine before kissing him passionately. He moans softly into the kiss before I feel his hands cup the back of my head and pull me closer. As he kisses me my body hums in pleasure and I feel myself slowly getting lost in him. He can make me forget everything including my own name at times. Right here in this moment as I kiss him and he kisses me it feels like everything else in this world doesn't matter. No one has ever made me feel the way Mike makes me feel. I didn't realize how much I had missed him in the time we've been apart. I can't help but worry about what kind of mess I'm going to become when we go our separate ways again. I try to push those thoughts away but it's becoming increasingly difficult. Mike must sense my slight change in behavior because he gives me a concerned look before asking, "What's wrong, Sam?" "What do you mean?" I ask, trying to deny the fact that just the idea of being away from him again is upsetting me this much. "I can tell somethings bothering you," He says, his eyes softening as he leans against the headboard of the bed and pulls me onto his lap, his arms wrapping around my waist as he holds me close to him. I wrap my arms around him and rest my head against his shoulder as I try to wrap my head around all the emotions I'm feeling right now. "I was just thinking..." I hesitate briefly, Mike and I tell each other everything. We always have this isn't any different. I try to tell myself even though part of me feels like for some unknown reason this is different. "What are we going to do once the Banquet is over? Are we just going to go our separate ways again?" Mike looks at me, his eyes softening even more which I didn't believe was physically possible. "Sam... We don't have to go our separate ways. What if we made this thing between us official? So, it's not just something that we do whenever we happen to be in the same area together." I look up into Mike's eyes and I feel my heart melt slightly in my chest because how am I lucky enough to have someone like him? He is the sweetest person I know and he continues to amaze me. I think about what he said for a minute. I would love nothing more than for us to make whatever this is between us official but how would that work? With jobs like ours, it's difficult to keep a steady relationship. I can only imagine how much harder it would be when both of you are constantly going on tours across the country. "I don't know how we could do that," I say my sadness creeping into my voice despite my efforts to hide it. "We could make it work, I know we could." I want to believe him. I wish it was that simple but we both know it's not. "Mike..." He places a finger over my lips effectively silencing me before I can finish my sentence. "I know what you're going to say but it doesn't have to be that way. We could be happy together Samantha. We wouldn't have to hide our relationship from people anymore; we could finally just be us." I feel my heart melt again because the look he has in his eyes as he looks at me right now makes me believe that he's right. We could be happy together and we would finally be able to make our relationship public. I wouldn't have to hide it from my friends anymore. I could brag about him and show him off like I've always wanted to. But, then reality comes rushing back to me and I realize just how difficult that would be for not just me but Mike too. We would hardly see each other. I just don't see how we could make it work but I don't voice my concern to him. Instead, I smile at him softly and press a loving kiss to his lips as I tangle my hands in his hair which I've come to love so much. I feel him smile into the kiss as his arms wrap around my waist and he pulls me closer all while he kisses me in a gentle yet passionate way.