"Oh, God...I'm so sorry, honey."  The tall blond man winced as he took in the expression on her face.  She looked to be in pain, her brow marred by a slight frown.

While they'd been kissing, the Canadian had lowered his hands to her waist in an automatic, unconscious gesture.  His fingers had just brushed her lower back as he'd slid his hand across the span of her narrow waist.

"It's okay," the redhead said softly, her hazel gaze raising to meet his eyes.

Adam raised one hand to the side of her face, caressing her cheek.  He gently tilted her face up as he gazed deeply into her eyes, marveling at the depth of feelings this woman brought out of him.

She was looking into his eyes tenderly, yet tentatively, a tiny flicker of uncertainty crossing her face.

"You're beautiful..." he whispered breathily.  "And so sweet...so very sweet..."  With those words, he lowered his lips on hers, kissing her again, his tongue exploring her mouth.

Amy slid her arms up and around his neck as she kissed him back, the emotion swirling through her intense.

The blond man moved his hand from her waist, slowly and gently sliding it up to the front of her body until he reached her breasts.  He let out a sigh as they continued kissing, his hand gently running over her right, then left breast.

Amy let out a soft moan as their lips separated for the briefest moment, savoring the sensation of his fingers brushing over her nipple.  She moved her arms, her left hand going up to press against her chest, the right traveling lower, down to his crotch.

Oh, God... Her heart pounded furiously at the realization that he was very aroused.  He was so hard, and quite long by the feel of him against her small hand.

Adam groaned from deep in the back of his throat, the pleasurable sensations shooting through his brain.  He felt as though he might explode as Amy continued to fondle him, her fingers opening and closing gently but firmly on his throbbing erection.  God, he wanted her...

"Amy..."  His voice was soft as he raised his head from hers.  He pressed his forehead against hers, gazing down quickly for a beat at her hand still stroking him.  "Do you want to...?"

The redhead blinked, a gentle smile taking form on her lips, and, instead of replying with words, she raised both hand to his face, kissing him fervently.  As they kissed, becoming even more passionate, Amy lowered her hands to the waistband of his sweatpants.

The blond man lay back, gently pulling her onto him.  He moved a bit so as to help her get the garment off of him, and he reached for her shirt, taking care not to touch her injuries.  She shrugged out of the shirt, and he tossed it to the floor even as she lowered herself to him, taking his length into her warm, soft mouth.

"Chris..."  Adam's breath quickened as the heavenly sensation of the redhead's mouth on him took over.  He felt so good, he thought he might just lose his mind.

After a few minutes, the diva stopped what she was doing, which allowed the Canadian to undo her jeans as she straddled him.  Very gently, he hooked his thumbs into the pants to lower them, then, before they were even off her, he lowered his hand, finding her most sensitive area.

The redhead cocked her head to one side, her eyes closing at the delicious feeling of him caressing her.  Before too long, they both grew too anxious, anticipation in both their eyes as they gazed at one another.

As Amy moved, Adam lowered her jeans, and she repositioned herself to kick out of them.  The blond man reached for her thong, pulling it down and off, and then he moved his hands to her waist, steering clear of her lower back.

The redhead positioned herself accordingly, and lowered herself onto him.  She let out a near gasp as she felt him slip inside of her, his length a little more than what she was used to - but she quickly adjusted to his size, and the Canadian man moaned as she began to move up and down over him.

In moments, Amy's body was wracked by a most intense orgasm, and she cried out above him.  She moaned his name, lowering her torso toward him, her breasts pressed against his chest.

Adam quickly followed suit, his breathing uncontrollable as he emptied himself into her, her name spilling from his lips.  He reached up, tangling his long fingers into her slightly sweaty red hair and pulling her head closer to his.

Their kiss was tender and passionate at the same time, and he offered her a gentle smile afterward.  He stroked her hair as she bit her lip and smiled back.

"Even with my back," she began, her voice soft and gentle, "I know I'll sleep very well tonight."

"So will I, Amy...so will I..."  Adam nuzzled her lovingly, and again, their lips met in a passionate kiss.