29. Sammy
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
sammy
Stars glittered in the sky above, the moon shining high. Sarah’s front porch light was on, but the rest of the house was dark.
I opened the car door for her and she got out. She wore worry like a tattered coat, her brows drawn together into a scowl. More than anything, I wished I could take her somewhere she could relax without the weight of everything happening on her shoulders.
After the article had been found, I sent a picture to our group chat to let everyone know. The rest of Sarah’s shift, almost everyone stopped by at some point for a meal or a cup of coffee. Haley came for an early dinner just to be present. Hunter and Honey showed up around the same time and ended up sitting at a booth together, which was admittedly fun to eavesdrop on. Apparently, they had a running bet about who would win the Super Bowl.
Even Emma dropped by with the boys before heading back to Cam and Hal’s.
Which meant I had Sarah alone in the house again.
Colt checked in on us every hour. He and Cam were stuck in a long meeting earlier and I’d assured him Sarah was safe.
“Emma said she’s bunking at Haley and Cam’s with the boys,” Sarah said sheepishly. She held up her phone, showing me a picture Cam had snapped.
I snorted and leaned in. “Is that our boyfriend?”
Her laughter made me grin. “Yep.”
All of them wore sheet masks and someone had convinced Colt and Cam to put on unicorn headbands. Actually, knowing Colt, he’d probably volunteered.
“Please send that picture to me,” I chuckled. “I need it for blackmail against Colt and Cam.”
Her grin never left as she texted me the pic.
It was something else to see my brother like this, but it made me happy. He and Haley were so in love that it almost hurt to see. It brought me a lot of joy to see Colt had joined them too.
“If they end up having kids, Cam will be a great dad,” Sarah said. “Davy and Jake feel safe with him and Haley. I really don’t know what I would do without them.”
“I know he likes being an uncle,” I said. “Any time he talks about the boys, he’s proud.”
Sarah nodded and then looked down at the ground, clearly thinking about something. “Do you want to come in? Should we text Colt?”
“We can,” I said. “Even though he’s clearly in sheet-mask-and-unicorn-headband mode.”
She giggled as I pulled out my phone and texted him.
Me : I have Sarah alone at the house. Saw you’re over at Cam’s. Are you staying there or do you want to join us?
Colt : Staying here, I ended up joining in on movie night. I think we’re all bunking at Cam and Hal’s since they have plenty of room. If you have dinner, bring me the leftovers ;) Otherwise, enjoy a date together.
Colt : P.S. Tell Sarah the boys are happy and not to worry about them
Colt : P.P.S. I did math homework with them and I’m glad I went to school when I did.
Colt : P.P.P.S. take care of our girl :P
He texted a picture of him, Davy, and Jake. Even Davy was wearing a sheet mask. I showed it to Sarah and her face softened.
“I love him,” she whispered, and then her eyes widened.
I grinned even wider. “You love him.”
Her cheeks bloomed pink and she covered her mouth. “Is that weird to say to you?”
“No,” I said. “Although maybe you should tell him.”
When she blew out a breath, a cloud hung in the air. I’d forgotten how cold it was.
“Let’s get inside and get you warmed up,” I said.
We walked up the stairs, wood creaking underfoot as she pulled out her keys. I ran my hands up her side and she breathed out, unlocking the door quickly.
We stepped in and shucked off our jackets and her bag. I turned the lock and met her gaze in the dark.
“Sammy,” she whispered. “I need you.”
Her soft plea went straight to my cock. I picked her up with ease, throwing her over my shoulder. She squealed as I took her up the stairs and straight to her bedroom, tossing her on the bed. I flipped on a lamp, golden light splashing over her body.My heart pounded as the desire to worship her washed over me.
I knelt down at the edge of the bed and started with her feet. Her breath caught as I started to rub one of them, her head lifting.
“I thought we were going to have sex,” she whispered.
“We are,” I said. “We have all night and I’m a patient man. I’m going to make you feel good in every way possible, angel.”
I took my time, massaging the soles of her feet and listening to her soft moans and sighs. I made my way up her ankles and then rose up, leaning over her to unbutton her jeans. I slid them down her gorgeous hips, tugging them free.
She sucked in a breath as I massaged her calves next, slowly making my way further up. Her eyes fluttered shut, her lips parting as she relaxed into my touch.
I reached for her shirt next. She sat up partially to help me pull it off. I tossed it to the floor, sighing contentedly as I took her in. I wanted to hold her soft rolls and breasts and hips while I pumped in and out of her. Fucking hell, she was gorgeous. How was I so lucky?
The bra was the last to go. I unclasped it and trailed my fingertips over her bare skin, drinking her in. My cock throbbed as her nipples hardened.
“Everything about you turns me on,” I whispered. “I can’t stop thinking about you. You’re always on my mind, Sarah. Always .”
She whimpered as I brought my hand between her thighs, tracing her pussy through her panties.
“I’m so wet,” she rasped.
“Show me, angel.”
I looped my fingers in the band of her panties and peeled them down, breathing out in reverence. She was finally naked beneath me. I lowered down between her sweet thighs and nudged them apart, exposing her completely to me. I traced the shape of her pussy, her dark pink labia and her protruding, aroused clit. She glistened, wet and ready for me.
I wasn’t in a rush. I wasn’t even going to take my jeans off until I made her come twice.Not only was I patient, I was determined to give her the night she deserved.
I rested my palm on her mound and moved my thumb over her clit, circling her slowly. Her fingers gripped the blankets, her hips responding to my touch. Fuck. I could do this for hours. Her little gasps were music to my ears.
“Good girl,” I whispered.
A soft whimper parted her lips. I withdrew my thumb and gently worked a finger inside of her.
My eyes widened. “Baby, you’re soaked. Tell me what feels good.”
“Everything,” she rasped.“It all feels so good, Sammy.”
I added a second finger, thrusting them in and out as I used my other hand to push back her hood, pressing the tip of my tongue against her clit.
Her sweet voice rang out as I set a steady pace, licking her as I thrust my fingers repeatedly until adding a third.
Could she take my entire hand? The thought grasped me and wouldn’t let go. The very idea of fisting her nearly made me come in my pants.
I drew back breathlessly. “Do you have lube, angel?”
“Lube? Do we need it?”
“I would like to try to fist you, if you think you’d like it.”
“Your whole hand?”
“Yes, but only if you want to.”
She thought about it for a moment, and then nodded. “I want to try it… I’ve never done anything like that before. But being with you and Colt at the same time, feeling so full…” Her pink tongue darted over her lip and she offered a playful smile. Fuck, I was a goner for her. “The lube is in the drawer. The key is under the coaster.”
I could feel her getting even wetter. My cock strained against my zipper, but ignored it as I pulled my fingers free and slid off the bed quickly. I picked up the coaster and found the key, then unlocked the table drawer.
When I pulled it open, I expected to find lube. I didn’t expect to find several toys, all of which looked like a lot of fun.
I couldn’t help but smirk. “Angel, which one is your favorite?” I asked, eyeing each one. She had a whole arsenal that I wanted to take full advantage of.
“Oh.” She sat up slightly, cheeks flushed. “The rose…”
Perfect . I plucked the red silicone rose out along with the bottle of lube. The top had a hole in the center that would fit over her clit, the inside containing a vibrator with different speeds.I was familiar with this little devil, and pleased that she had one.
Her gaze swept down to my bulge. “You’re so hard,” she whispered.
“I can’t help it. You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen and I’m about to fist you and use this rose on your pussy. It’s a dream come true.”
Her cheeks were almost as crimson as the toy I held. I spread out between her thighs again and uncapped the bottle of lube, squirting a generous amount on her. She gasped from the chill of it, but I used my fingers to warm it up, working some inside of her. I added more to the hand I intended to fist her with.
Pre-cum dripped from my cock, my hard-on pressed against the bed. I grunted as I grabbed the rose, fitting it over her clit.
I paused for a moment just to take in the sight of her. “We’ll take it slow,” I promised.“Okay?”
“Okay,” she said.
I could hear the nerves wavering in her voice. “Promise me that you will tell me if I need to slow down or if it’s too much.”
“I promise I will.”
Our gazes locked, and I smiled, feeling her relax a fraction. I pressed the button on the rose and it started to buzz. She immediately arched, her moan drawn out.
Fuck. Fuck, this is hot. I’m going to end up coming just from watching her. “Stay still, angel,” I rasped, keeping the rose in place even as she writhed.
“Fuck,” she gritted out. “ Change it —change it to the next one.”
I pressed the button again, changing the rhythm to a thumping one. She nodded frantically, still moving her hips.
I used my weight to hold her legs in place as I slid two fingers inside of her.
“Oh fuck. Fuck .”
Witnessing Sarah unravel this way nearly sent me over the edge. I grit my teeth, holding on to control for dear life as I carefully slid a fourth finger inside of her. So close.
“You’re doing so good, angel,” I praised.
“Break,” she gasped. “Break from the rose.”
I drew the rose back, keeping my four fingers together inside her. She panted, her body relaxing around me.
“Fuck, Sammy, you have a big hand.” She swiped her forehead, but then she smiled. “How much is that?”
“Four fingers. We have my thumb and then the hardest part—my knuckles and the back of my hand. You’re taking me so well, angel.”
“Thank you.” Her head fell back on the pillow. “Try your thumb now.”
I gently eased my fingers back and added my thumb. She nodded, encouraging me to continue. My gaze never left her as I slowly pushed my hand into her pussy, spreading her around me.
“Fuck,” she moaned. “Don’t stop.”
I did as she said, pushing further until my entire fist was inside her.
God, I was gonna come in my pants.Blood roared in my ears, my breaths quick as I stared at my hand. I could feel her around me, clenching my fist, milking me.
“Sarah,” I whispered, kissing her inner thigh. “Fuck, angel, I can feel you squeezing me so tight.”
She nodded quickly, her breasts rising and falling with each pant. “The rose.”
The rose.
I wanted to kiss whoever invented this little thing. I picked it up and held it against Sarah’s clit, moving my entire hand inside her as I pressed the button. The rose came to life and Sarah cried out, her body reacting to the bolts of pleasure.
Fuck, I was going to come. Not yet. Not yet, damn it. I thrust my hips against the bed, groaning as I fought for control. I watched—thirsty, hungry, fucking desperate —as Sarah came for me.
I could feel her orgasm around my hand.
Fuck. Hot liquid squirted from her, soaking the toy and my arm. I tossed the rose to the side, replacing it with my mouth. Her fingers curled into my hair as she humped against my face, her movements desperate and raw and submissive to the pleasure created between us.
The taste of her stained my lips, my tongue, my soul.
I thrust my fist deeper as she trembled.
“Sammy,” she gasped. “I want you inside me. Please .”
This was going to be harder for me than her. “Beg me.”
“Fuck,” she groaned. Her words were rapid and laced with such frenzied abandon. “Please. Please, please. I’m begging you. I want you to fuck me. Please .”
I carefully pulled my hand free and grabbed hold of my jeans, yanking them off with a sense of urgency. Within a few seconds, all my clothes hit the floor, my cock dripping for her.
I crawled up her body and pulled her legs around my waist, rolling us together. She squeaked as I sat her on top of me, her palms planting against my chest.
“Ride me, angel. I want you to ride me until I fill your pussy up with every drop of my cum.”
She reached back and grabbed hold of my cock, guiding it inside of her. The moment she sheathed me, I groaned, my eyes rolling back. I was so fucking hard I could barely think straight. She’d short-circuited my brain. Seeing her on top of me, breasts in my face, nipples there for me to suck—I fell further into mindless bliss.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
I grabbed hold of her hips and drove up. She fell forward, her lips brushing mine as I fucked her mercilessly, driving in and out. Nails raked over my chest, the biting pain chasing the pleasure.
I nipped her bottom lip and felt her clench around me, taking me to the edge. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her in place as I gave a final pump, grunting as I came.
She collapsed against me. “Fuck,” she panted. “That was… That was so good.”
I moaned as my entire body relaxed into the blankets. I stroked her hair absentmindedly, floating on cloud nine.
“Stay the night,” she whispered, raising her head to look up at me.
Going to sleep next to the woman of my dreams and waking up next to her? The only thing that could make it even better was if Colt were here with us too, but I would revel in my time with her.
“I’d love to.” I kissed the top of her head, breathing out slowly. My cock still throbbed inside of her, filling her with my cum.
“Maybe you can wake me up a certain way…”
My brows shot up. “Oh really? ”
She smiled against my chest. “Only if you’re interested…”
“Angel, of course I am. Tell me what you want me to do.”
She hummed, looking up at me. “Like…”
“Use your words.”
Her lips parted and she hesitated before telling me. “I want to wake up with you inside me. Touching me. Kissing me.”
“Yes,” I whispered. I fought a groan and lost, tightening my grip on her hips. “What else do you want me to do?”
She sat up slightly and reached for my hand, bringing it around her neck. Her eyes searched mine as she tightened my fingers along the sides, holding me there.
The trust in her gaze was the greatest gift of all.
I tightened my fingers and she sucked in a startled breath, her eyes widening. She licked her lips, a smile forming.
“Alright, angel,” I whispered. “I can do all of that.”
I released her and she smiled, slowly moving off my cock. We’d made an absolute mess and it’d been damn worth it.
“I say we clean up, shower, get back in bed, go to sleep, and then I’ll wake you up in the morning,” I said.
“Sounds like the perfect plan.”