Disclaimer: Like I said before, I own nothing of Grey's Anatomy.

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They stood outside the door of his hotel room as Mark slid the key card and pushed the door open. He didn't move but gazed down at Izzie. "Are you sure about this Isobel?"

Izzie's eyes wandered over to the large bed then back over to Mark. She held his gaze as she took a deep breath. "Yes Mark I'm sure."

That was the only urging Mark needed as he pulled Izzie into the room, letting the door slam behind them. He swiftly pulled her flush against him once more as his lips descended on hers. The drive here had been near torture, having to ignore the urge to pull over every time he caught her looking at him. He would be lying to himself if he had said that he hadn't fantasized about this before. He had felt drawn to her from the first time she had told him off. Despite what others might think, he was rather annoyed by ass kissers.

Izzie hungrily kissed him back. Her tongue slipped into his mouth as her hands snaked underneath his shirt, roaming over his muscles. It wasn't long before she was tugging the shirt up, breaking the kiss to finish freeing him of the garment. She lowered his eyes as she brought her hands down to caress his torso, from his shoulders to the top of his pants.

Mark let out a soft groan at the sensation Izzie was causing. His fingers took on a mind of their own as he swiftly undid the buttons on her blouse. He slid it off her arms, making sure to touch every available inch of skin he could. When the blouse fell to the floor, he again crushed his lips to hers. When he felt her bare skin against his, he leaned down and placed his hands on the back of her thighs and lifted her up.

Izzie easily wrapped her legs around his waist, kicking off her shoes in the process. She moved her kissing from his mouth to along his jaw line, up to his ear. She paused for a few moments, her hot breath breezing over his ear as she pressed her cheek to his.

Mark had already started moving in the direction of the bed, easily holding her up. When he reached the bed, he slowly laid her down before climbing on top of her. He placed both of his hands on either side of her face and just looked at her looking up at him. He tried to pick one emotion in her eyes but couldn't. He saw desire, pain, conflict but the one he saw the most of was need. That was what pushed him over the edge, for it had been years since he had been needed by somebody. He tasted her mouth again, letting his tongue glide over hers before he pulled back only to plant his lips on her chin. He continued to kiss a trail straight down, running his hands up and down her sides as he worked himself lower. His tongue dipped into her belly button before he raised his head and quickly undid Izzie's pants. After he guided them off of her, he kissed the side of her knee, and then continued to kiss up the inside of her leg.

When he reached the top of her thigh, Izzie moaned as her back arched. She lifted her head and then her hands clasped onto Mark's face, pulling him up to her. When their lips met, she rolled them over so she was on top. She reached behind her and took the annoying clip out of her hair, throwing it to the side as her blonde locks came tumbling down. Izzie sat up and then worked herself backwards to undo Mark's belt. When that had been done, she quickly yanked his pants down. She wasn't as generous as he had been with her, taking the underwear with the pants. He too had kicked off his shoes some time ago so it saved her that inconvenience. She then crawled back towards his face, seeming a kin to a lioness. Izzie straddled him, kissing him all over his face.

Mark reached behind Izzie and quickly unclasped her bra. When it was fully off of her he flipped her over and rolled back on top of her. He eagerly lowered his mouth to one of her breasts, flicking the nipple with his tongue. He sat up and looked at the one garment that was separating him from Izzie. He softly ran his hand up and down on the fabric between her legs, smiling when he saw her hand clench into a fist and her bite her lower lip. He continued his ministrations, carefully keeping his quickly slipping self-control in check.

Izzie felt like she was going to be driven crazy if he kept going like he was. There was fire in her eyes when she looked at him. "Mark…" was the only thing Izzie managed to get out.

That was the only thing she needed to say though. In the blink of an eye Mark had her panties off then was fully lying on top of her. He drove his tongue into her mouth as he urged her legs apart.

Izzie quickly complied as she ran her hands up and down Mark's back. When he entered her, she moaned deeply into his mouth. Her fingernails dug into his back, holding him as close to her as she possibly could.

Mark started off slowly, reveling in each and every feeling of her. His breath came in short gasps when he felt Izzie softly trembling beneath him. He increased his pace when Izzie drew her legs up around his waist. He stopped kissing her long enough to nuzzle his nose against hers, staring deep down into her brown orbs.

Izzie's heart was pounding in her ears as she raised her hips to meet Mark's thrusts. As she stared back into his eyes, she saw a completely different Mark. The Mark she saw was genuine and caring. She ran a hand to the back of his head, holding him in place so they didn't break eye contact. It wasn't long though before her eyes were slipping closed and she was pressing the back of her head into the pillow. She started panting as she began to feel those tell tale tingles begin to pulse through her body. "Oh god Mark. Don't stop. Please, please don't stop. Please Mark."

Mark groaned as he heard Izzie call his name. He was more than willing to comply with her request. He gripped onto a pillow with a hand as he quickened the pace. His teeth dug into his lower lip as he watched her face tense up. He was determined to hold out until Izzie had her share. When her body shook as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her he couldn't hold back anymore. He came soon after she did, calling out her name as she had done for him and when they were both done, he lowered his forehead to hers giving them both some time to catch their breaths. He rolled over onto the bed, pulling Izzie over to him so her head rested on his shoulder and one of her arms laid across his chest. He kept an arm around her shoulders while his other draped across her lower back keeping her close to him. There was only one other woman that Mark had ever really held after sex, and that woman had been his wife.

Izzie snuggled in closer to Mark as the hot blood continued to rush through her veins. It felt so good feeling another's skin against her own she absorbed every feeling in every part of her body. "That…was amazing" Izzie softly whispered.

Mark tightened his arms around Izzie, moving his head to plant a kiss on her forehead. "That's one word for it. Along with spectacular, incredible, stunning to name a few" he said with a smile.

Izzie slid her hand under Mark's arm and hooked onto it. Her eyes slipped closed as she gently, if not a tad meekly said "Don't let me go."

Mark squeezed her reassuringly and whispered "I won't." A short time later he noticed she had fallen asleep. As he looked down at her, he saw her face was an expression of peace and contentment. He brushed a few wayward strands of hair from her face. A broad grin spread across his face as he murmured "We're going to fall in love Isobel Stevens. You just don't know it yet." He laid his head back and drifted off into his own slumber.

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A/N: Well, I hope you all liked this chapter. I'm going to do my best to update with another chapter before Friday, since I'll be headed out of town for a week and will have very, very limited computer access. Please leave a review if you wish. To those who've already taken the time to leave a review, thank you. I appreciate the feedback.