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Summary : Let's just say this was inspired by Sam's fridge.

Disclaimer : I just own a fridge. Not anything of Rookie Blue.

xox

Andy had just finished rinsing her glass and was placing it on the dish rack when she felt a husky "Stay" whispered against her neck. She emitted a moan when she felt a tug at the towel that was wrapped around her naked body.

"Sam…" she hissed as her hand reached behind her to rake his dark hair. She tilted her head to give him better access to her neck.

"You are overdressed for the kitchen." He chastised with a gentle nip along her bare shoulder after each word.

"Sam please…. I…" She gasped as he pressed his bare hips against her.

"Stay." He breathed into her ear.

"I can't. I have ..OHGODSAM!..." She was in danger of losing her train of thought when he suddenly switched places with her and had his back against the sink while holding her against his hard front. His hands started doing an awesome rendition of a pat down on her.

"Have what?" He murmured as his lips continued the delicious assault on her neck.

"Have an appointment with….with…." Andy closed her eyes as she tried to finish her sentence.

"With me? Against the fridge?" He nipped her earlobe.

"Nnnooo… agent…mortgage…house…final… didn't…yesterday…..Mmmmmm YES! There mmmmyes!" She reached behind her as much as she could to grab his hips closer to her.

"But Andy, I'm so much…." He stopped suddenly.

"Sam…." She turned her head to look at him but found him looking straight ahead. His eyes the darkest she had ever seen. "What?" She breathed.

"Let's go shopping." He suggested as he tilted his head and holding a maddening smirk while keeping his dark eyes straight in front of them.

"But we've just used up two from the second box. There's still the Strawberry flavored one that's unopened…"

"Not for condoms, Sweetheart." He wrapped his arms tighter around her. "Look." He urged her to look forward.

Andy saw the fuzzy image of their entwined figure on the door of the fridge. He had his injured left arm wrapped under her breast. The fingers of his right hand, was insanely caressing her thigh. Drawing circles towards her center and moving away teasingly. His lips were again nipping her shoulders as his attention was directed to the matt surface of the door. He smiled when he saw Andy's stance. One hand was fingering his hair to a sexy, tousled mess. The other, was coaxing his exploring hand to touch her.

"Hmmmm…. Nice reflex…reflection." She moaned as he rubbed himself against her ass.

"Hmmm yyyeaahh… but ….fuzzzzy…." He spun her around and groaned at his fill of her drowsy eyes before kissing her senseless.

"You need to shop for glasses?" She pants between his mind drugging kisses.

"No." He stepped forward, walking her backwards until she gasped in shock when her smooth bare skin made contact with the cool surface of the fridge door.

"What could you need then?" Andy's fingers followed the trail of hair on his chest down to his navel. And lower. And very much lower.

"A new fridge." He swallowed when she captured him in her hand. "One with mirrors on its doors." He hissed and tossed his head back.

"Now?" Andy teased as she started to stroke him.

"Later," He hissed through clenched teeth.

"Twenty minutes later?" Andy raked her nail down his spine.

He groaned as he grabbed the back of her thighs and wrapped them around his waist. Leaning much closer, he growled against her lips.

"The after a few rounds of twenty minutes, kind of later."

THE END

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