Sitting on the cold counter, fingers slowly building the aching fire between her thighs to a driving need, she watched him approach. The subtle play of his muscles beneath his tan and toned skin that moved with a confidence and purpose that she'd instantly found attractive in his level of control and restraint. Her admiration of his body was distracted by the distinctive sound of someones moan that sneaked through the paper thin walls. Without a doubt that was Scar, and it seemed she was having her own bit of fun in the few stolen moments that everyone had. Though no surprise there, she was half impressed those two hadn't just started going at it on the back patio the way they were clubbing it up earlier.<br/><br/>The thud of Martins belt and shorts hitting the floor brought her back to the attentions of his gorgeously body as he brought her panties to her mouth. She could smell her fresh need on the cloth as she lightly took it from him with her teeth, tasting herself in the fabric before tossing them on top of the counter where they fell into the sink. Her playful gaze meeting his as she shook her head and spread her thighs wider. If her best friend and Puck weren't going to hide their fun then neither would she. In the time that she'd know Marty he'd shown her that it was alright to want sex and to actually enjoy herself, that it could be fun and fulfilling and not just some obligation for the other half of the relationship. As such she was finding herself growing more confident and less shy, well at least when he was around to help support her insecurities and be that steady rock when she'd venture a bit too far for comfort.<br/><br/>Reaching out with a soft hand she'd lightly stroke his chest, nails dragging along the smooth hard skin, grazing the hard flesh of his nipple as he worked his way between her thighs and helped guide her hips to the proper angle. Feeling the heat of his spear as it nestled against her soaking wet sex she'd whimper and wriggle teasingly, her gaze locking to his. "I love you babyyyyyeessssss!" Wet folds were suddenly sundered as he buried himself in her tight hot flesh and drove her bare ass back on the ice cold counter. She barely had time to catch her breath and process that she was fully impaled before his hips began driving into her repetitively, the hard wet slapping of flesh filling the room with her gasping cries that were sure to be none to quiet. His solid grip on her hips pulled her soft flesh into his every thrust.<br/><br/>Quickly she gave up trying to lock her ankles around his back, she just couldn't manage with the rigorousness of his fucking as he slammed into her again and again. Perhaps she'd teased a little too much but it was too late for that now as her pleasure quickly rose like a rolling tsunami that was threatening to rip away her every thought in its burning need. Grasping hands fumbled across the counter trying to find purchase, knocking the cheap plastic bottle of hand soap across the counter. Cold water suddenly filling the sink as she managed to grab onto the faucet and his tense shoulder for support just before the world exploded into a burst of fireworks that carried her sense of self away.