For Sam: A new-girl small town cowboy romance

Chapter 60 Tommy

Ithrow my truck in park once we’re in the garage and practically jump out of the cab. With Sam’s hand in mine we make a beeline to the house, passing Matt and Caleb playing video games. We don’t stop to answer whatever questions they ask because I’m not focused on anything other than the woman who hasn’t stopped touching me since Courtney’s house.

Once the door to my room is closed, we’re tearing at each other’s clothes while our kisses get more and more frantic. We leave a trail of shirts and pants leading right to our bed.

“Do you have protection?” she asks, out of breath.

“I do.”

“Good.” Sam, only in a matching blue bra and underwear combo, drops to her knees in front of me. She tugs my boxer briefs off, freeing my dick that has been hard since Courtney’s house. Without preamble, she holds my shaft and licks the precum leading from my tip.

“Fuck, Samantha.” My hands lock into her hair so I have something to hold onto as she keeps licking her way around the tip and all the way to the base, leaving a wet sheen as she goes. The cool air hits it right after her warm tongue, driving me up a wall. Then she wraps her lips around me, her hands grab my ass, and she starts bobbing her head. Her hot mouth fucking me beautifully.

“Jesus Christ, just like that,” I tell her, my eyes wanting to roll back from the pleasure. But I keep them glued on her, not wanting to miss the sight of her taking more of me while her tongue flutters against my head whenever she pulls back.

Her fingers dig into me and she hollows out her cheeks, creating a suction that has me gasping.

“I’m not going to be able to fuck you properly if you do that again.”

She releases me with a popping sound and gives me a sly smile. “We should definitely make sure we’re doing things properly.”

The next thing I know, she’s in my arms and I’m claiming her mouth with mine. Fuck, I almost lost her and I won’t ever let her have any reason to doubt how I feel about her. Reaching behind her, I undo the clasp of her bra, needing to feel more of her skin against mine. She drops her arms from around my neck to let the fabric fall with a sigh as she presses against my chest. Her nipples are hard and my hand goes to one of her breasts automatically, barely running my finger over and around her nipple. I give it a soft tug and it’s her turn to gasp.

Walking her backwards a few steps until the back of her knees hit the edge of the bed, I pull the quilt back and lay her onto the sheets. Her hair fans out when her head hits the mattress and I pause for a moment to just drink in the sight before me. The flush on her cheeks, the rise and fall of her chest, the way her knees part so there’s space for me. Before touching her panties, I can see how ready she is to be here and to be with me. She makes a sound of surprise as one arm scoops her waist in the air and I tug her underwear off her ass with my free hand. I toss the underwear towards the door.

She won’t be needing it for a while, anyways.

Sam takes that moment to move to the center of the bed and I crawl over her. Those gorgeous legs wrap around my waist, pulling me on top of her.

“Are you hiding a condom somewhere I can’t see?”

“Oh we don’t need one yet, cowgirl,” I say, dropping my head and flicking my tongue over her nipple. My fingers mirror everything my mouth is doing so both breasts are receiving equal attention. She makes a choked sound of pleasure and grabs hold of my hair, causing me to smirk against her skin.

“I suppose I can wait a little longer,” she sighs.

“You’re going to be nice and ready each and every time I’m going to be inside you.” I capture her nipple between my teeth and give a gentle tug and she arches into me making little noises as I continue to work her incredible breasts. Even these smell faintly of lilacs.

My knee slides up and she starts grinding down on my upper thigh. Fuck she’s wet. But I’m not slipping inside of her without her coming at least once. Her fingers tug my head up and I look at her heaving chest, pink cheeks, and dilated pupils.

“I need you.”

“And you have me,” I reply, pushing myself up her body until her tongue is in my mouth. She still tastes faintly of Avery’s peanut butter cookies. “All of me.”

Her hands hold my face, softly kissing my lips. “And you have all of me,” she whispers.

“I love you so much, Sam,” I tell her.

She smiles. “I love that you call me Sam and Samantha.”

“Is that your official answer then?” I ask.

“Wait, you remember asking me my preference?” Her eyes widen with surprise.

“Of course I remember. That was the first day I laid eyes on you.”

“It was.” Her thumb strokes my cheek. “I knew you were someone special.”

“The feeling was mutual. And now I’m all yours,” I say, tipping my head to kiss her.

“And now I’m all yours,” she echoes against my lips and she deepens our kiss before she pulls back. “And I love you, too, so much.”

I give her a confused look.

“I didn’t say it back this last time and didn’t want you to worry. Because I do.”

Slowly, we pick up where we left off moments ago, but we take our time. The frantic nature of when we came into the room gives way to us drawing out each touch, each kiss. Her hips drop fully down to the bed as my hand slips between us. I dip one finger deep inside to gather her wetness, feeling her squirm a little.

“Is everything okay?” I ask.

“I want that to feel better?” she says like it’s a question.

“It will, I have a plan.”

“Really?”

“Oh yeah.” My fingers start rubbing next to her clit and she twitches. “I promise it’s a good one, too.”