Just Perfect

by Lynn Hunter

  “Okay,” she whispered. No point in waiting. She wanted him too and now was the perfect opportunity.

  He wasted no time dragging her down a hallway and threw open a door to pull her inside. He never let go of her arm as he shut the door and drew her to the king size bed covered with a dark blue comforter.

  After yanking his shirt over his head and tossing it to the floor, he grabbed her sweater.

  He was going too fast and she wrapped her fingers around his wrists in an attempt to slow him down. “Sam, slow down.”

  He let out a frustrated groan and sat down on the bed.

  Lily slowly approached him placing her hands on his muscled shoulders and tried to massage away the tension.

  “Are you sure you don’t want to talk about anything?” It was strange to see him so upset.

  “I’m fine. I’m glad you’re here.” His hands spanned her waist and his eyes searched her face.

  “I’m glad I’m here too.” She slipped the sweater off her arms and draped it over the bed next to him, then rested her hands on his shoulders again.

  He touched the button on her jeans. “Take these off.”

  His voice was low and strained. She decided not to tease him and quickly shed her jeans and kicked them away. Moister pooled between her legs and her heart thumped wildly in her chest. Her body was oversensitive. Probably because she knew how he could make her feel and she shivered in anticipation. Surprisingly, she wanted to skip the foreplay to push him onto his back and… well, she wasn’t sure what she wanted except to relieve the ache he caused inside her.

  He tugged on the hem of her t-shirt. “Get rid of this too,” he growled, “just take it all off,” he said at the same time he jerked the panties down her legs.

  With trembling fingers, she lifted her shirt off and threw it on top of her sweater. Reaching behind her she unclasped her bra and let the straps fall down her arms, then tossed it onto the growing pile next to Sam.

  Pure delight flowed through her at the look on his face. It made her feel sexy

  “You’re so beautiful Lily.” His big hands gripped her bottom and jerked her to him. The crisp hair on his chest teased her stiff nipples and she moaned with need. Just touching him felt amazing.

  “You want me tonight, baby?”

  “Yes. Please, Sam.” She didn’t want to wait. She wanted to get right to the good stuff.

  He grabbed her neck and brought her lips to his to thrust his tongue deep. Yes, that’s what she wanted. She wrapped her arms around his neck and relished heat of his body.

  She whimpered when he ended the kiss and set her away from him. He took hold of her arm and gently pushed her to the bed.

  “Put your hands on the bed,” he demanded in a firm voice.

  She hesitated briefly before leaning over and flattening her palms on the comforter. The sensation of her breasts swaying with her movements made her feel wanton and sexy. She arched her back to prolong the feeling.

  “You’re perfect, Lily.” He ran a rough palm down her back before giving her hip a firm squeeze.

  She moaned and her hips swayed. She was on fire and wanted him. Now.

  “Look at me,” he asked tautly.

  She immediately swung her head to look over her shoulder and saw his body close behind her. His big erection curved high and proud.

  “Put on a condom, I can’t wait anymore.” Was that throaty, needy voice hers?

  His eyes flashed at her and his jaw clenched. One fist made slow pumps along his thick length. “I don’t want anything between us. I’m clean.”

  Her need started to fade. “No, Sam. I might get pregnant.”

  He stared hard at her. Feeling her body cool, she stood up and tried to turn around.

  With a hand between her shoulder blades, he pushed her back down and gave her bottom a light smack.

  “Fine. Put your knees on the bed. You’re too short.”

  He sounded angry and was becoming more aggressive. It should have scared her but she knew he wouldn’t hurt her. However, her sexual haze was fading and she wasn’t eager to display herself again.

  His warm hands spanned her waist. “It’s okay, baby, I got a condom. Get up there and show me what’s been driving me crazy for weeks.”

  Lily slowly obeyed and climbed on the bed.

  “That’s it,” he praised. He took hold of her hips and pressed a kiss to her lower back. Her whole body tingled from the brush of his beard across her skin. She tried to thrust her hips back against him but he held her in a firm grip and she let out a groan of frustration. The mattress dipped under his weight as he climbed on the bed behind her. The heat from his body and the feel of his hard erection brush across her bottom made her core come to life and throb painfully. He started kneading her thighs and pulled them apart. The air on her wet flesh made her shudder and Lily dropped to her elbows to bury her face in the blanket. Why was he making her wait?

  Finally, one of his hands tightened on her left cheek and his finger brushed the swollen folds between her spread legs.

  “Let’s see if you’re ready to take me.”

  “I’m ready,” She mumbled into the bed.

  She groaned when he slipped a thick finger deep inside and swirled it around. Her muscles convulsed and she moaned her orgasm. She waited so long and couldn’t hold back.

  “Now you’re ready.” Slowly he thrust inside until her bottom was pressed tightly against his groin. Lily cried out and clawed at the covering.

  “Damn, you’re so tight.”

  He pulled out and nudged back in holding her hips tightly.

  “Oh! It’s too much!” She gasped.

  “Does it hurt?” He asked not moving his hips.

  She drew in a deep breath and let it out.

  He gave her bottom a firm caress. “Am I hurting you, Lily? Because you feel wet and greedy to me.”

  “N-no. It doesn’t hurt. I’ve never felt it like this before.”

  Sam palm rubbed her bottom again before he pulled out a few inches and pushing back in. He groaned deep and his hips started to pick up speed. Soon he was pounding her with long, measured strokes.

  “Oh, Sam.” She lifted herself up on her arms loving the way he filled her. With each thrust, he pushed her closer to the edge.

  Sam’s hand tangled in her hair and tugged her head back forcing her to arch her back. The new sensation and the friction of his thrusts made her pant and strain back against his body needing the release he could give her.

  “Yeah, that’s right, it’s good isn’t it?”

  Lily heard him but all of her attention was focused between her legs and the feel of his hard thighs rubbing against the back of her softer ones. Just a little more.

  He slowed his hips.

  “No! Don’t stop!” She frantically bucked back against him and she touched her fingers to her clit and pressed.

  “Damn, you’re a hot little thing,” he growled.

  He thrusts picked up and she put both hands back down to brace herself.

  “Keep rubbin’, baby, I can’t hold back.”

  Her fingers became a blur between her legs. Sam let go of her hair to grab her hips tight and slam into her one last time. With a cry, her muscles clamped down hard causing Sam to groan. He moved her hips back and forth on his length letting her milk her orgasm. “Oh, yes!”

  Lily collapsed on the bed only being held up by his strong hands. Her heart pounding and her breath choppy, and she just laid there in a quivering mess.

  He gently pulled out and lowered her body to the bed.

  “Don’t move.”

  She gave a huff of laughter doubting she could move if there were a fire.

  Chapter 16.

  Sam walked out of the bathroom with a warm washcloth. Lily was still in the same spot he left her. Face down on the bed. He beautiful round ass was starting to show signs of his handling. Why did he feel the need to be so aggressive with her? She liked it, no doubt about that, but he needed to be more gentle with her.<
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  “Sam?” She called to his softly.

  “Yeah. Turn over.”

  “I can’t. I’m so sleepy. I’ve been so tired the past few days. I think I’m going to bed too late and getting up too early.” Her voice sounded groggy.

  He set the washcloth on the nightstand and gently turned her over. His gut clenched. She was already asleep. Of course, he wanted to believe that he wore her out but he knew instinctively it was something else.

  Brushing the curls out of her face, his gaze roam her body settling on her full breasts. Her nipples were relaxed in sleep and darker than he remembered.

  “Lily, you need to wake up for a minute, baby.”

  Nothing. Not even a flutter of an eyelash. He grabbed the cloth and gently cleaned between her legs. She sighed and tried to open her eyes.

  “Sam?” She whispered.

  He chuckled. “Who else would it be?”

  “I need to get home.” She sighed again when he bent her knee and opened her legs wider so he could finish cleaning her. When the cloth brushed across her clit and her thighs jerked. Tossing the cloth on the floor, he grabbed her other knee to hold her thighs open. Her folds were already glistening and swollen. She moaned and tried to close her legs, but he held them open.

  “You’re beautiful, Lily. Just beautiful.” He’d never seen anyone more perfect. He lightly touched a finger to her clit and watched in fascination as her nipples drew up into sharp peaks. Wetness coated his finger and she groaned.

  He ignored his now throbbing dick and concentrated on satisfying her so she could sleep. He smiled to himself. She could probably sleep anyway but he hated the thought of leaving her unsatisfied.

  “Oh, Sam,” she whispered and rolled her hips offering herself to him. He gently inserted a finger searching for the sweet spot. When he found it, she whimpered and her muscles tightened around his searching finger. He lowered his head and his tongue found her clit and gently sucked it into his mouth. She was so sensitive, with only a few thrusts of his finger she mewled her release.

  “I think you did something to my body. I can’t seem to get enough of you.”

  A guilty feeling spread. He did do something to her. He kissed her supple stomach and made his way up her body to suck a ripe nipple into his mouth. Her hips jerked and she cried out.

  “Did that hurt?”

  “Not really, but I think I’ve had enough tonight. I need to get home.”

  “Stay here tonight. You’ll be closer to Johnathan in the morning. Just call your mom.”

  To his surprise, she didn’t argue. “Okay. I’m too sleepy to drive anyway.”

  Not giving her time to change her mind, he stood up. “I’ll get you something to sleep in and find your phone.”

  “Sam?”

  “Yeah?”

  Her sweet face flushed. “What about you?” Her eyes dropped to his swollen cock.

  As much as he wanted to sink into her and relieve the ache, he would give her a break tonight. “It can wait. We’ve got plenty of time.” He bent to grab his jeans. He hoped they had plenty of time anyway.

  Sam tucked her snugly in his bed and she was asleep before he reached the door. Tomorrow. Tomorrow he would tell her everything.

  ***

  Lily woke the next morning feeling refreshed. Not only that but there was a delicious ache between her legs. She smiled. Sam was the best stress reliever.

  He was such a wonderful man and he wanted her. Plain, simple Lily. It was unbelievable. She loved him. How could she not? He was kind and supportive of her and Johnathan. Not to mention so sexy he made her insides quiver.

  After cleaning up in the bathroom and putting on her jeans and t-shirt, she went in search of Sam. He wasn’t in bed with her when she woke but she knew he had been there. She could still feel him his arms around her.

  As she entered the kitchen, she saw Sam’s large body at the stove and Dean was at the coffee pot pouring a cup. They both turned and smiled at her.

  The smell of coffee and pancakes hit her in the face. Her stomach immediately rebelled. Clapping a hand over her mouth she raced back to Sam’s bathroom. Her stomach rolled and she gulped, horrified that she might not make it to the toilet.

  Lily stumbled into the bathroom and dropped to her knees and barely managed to lift the lid before she retched.

  “Lily?”

  She flung an arm out behind her. “Go away! Don’t come in here.” A spasm took hold of her body and she gagged again and again. She didn’t have much in her stomach so the heaves were painful. Oh, she wanted to die of humiliation. She collapsed on her arms trying to take deep breaths to calm her stomach.

  Sam gently pulled her hair out of her face and pressed a cold cloth to her forehead.

  After a few minutes, her nausea seemed to calm and he scooped her up to lay her gently on the bed.

  “Feel better?” He asked as he carefully eased his weight next to her hip.

  “I’m so embarrassed, Sam. I’m sorry.” Her voice quivered and tears formed in her eyes. She hadn’t been that sick since….

  “The condom broke, Lily.” He palmed the side of her face and ran his thumb lightly over her cheek.

  “What?” She watched him close his eyes and draw a breath before pinning her with a serious look.

  “It broke,” He said firmly.

  A sense of dread started to form at his words.

  “L-Last night?” She forced the question out.

  He shook his head slowly, his eyes never leaving hers.

  It felt like he dunked her in ice water. She started to shake and spots wavered before her eyes.

  “Weeks ago?” She whispered.

  “Yes.”

  “Are you sure?”

  He nodded, taking her cold fingers in his warm hand.

  Lily let his words sink in. She was pregnant. With Sam’s baby. And he knew before she did. How did she not know?

  She jerked her hands away and scrambled off the bed, grabbing her sweater as she went. “I need to go.”

  He stood up and reached for her.

  “No! Stay away from me.”

  He stopped immediately and held his hand up. “Okay. Calm down. It’s not good for the-”

  She pointed and accusing finger at him. “Stop! Don’t say it.” She slowly inched around him to the door. His eyes followed her like she was his prey and his possession. In just a matter of seconds, her whole life changed. Again.

  She blinked back tears. What was she going to do? How could she have been so selfish with her needs? She did it again. She got herself pregnant. Again. Only now it was worse.

  “Lily wait. Don’t go yet. Let’s talk about this.” His familiar deep, soothing voice had the opposite effect on her.

  She fled the bedroom to gather her things and get the hell out of there so she could think. Her eyes darted around the living room in search of her purse.

  “You can’t leave like this. You’re too upset to drive.” He sounded so reasonable.

  She spotted her purse on the back of the sofa and rushed to grab it.

  “Where are my shoes?” When she faced him, he had her shoes in his hand.

  “Everything okay?” Dean appeared in the living room.

  “No-”

  “Yes-”

  They said at the same time.

  Lily snatched her shoes out of Sam’s hand and balanced on the back of the sofa to slip them on. She felt disconnected from her body like she was on the outside looking in. It wasn’t real. This couldn’t be happening.

  “Lily, slow down. You can’t go rushing off. This isn’t just about you.”

  She froze. “How dare you, Sam. How dare you say that to me.”

  “I didn’t mean it like that.” He ran a hand through his hair.

  “You changed my life, Sam, without asking me.” She felt the blood rush to her feet. “You changed Johnathan’s life. How could you do that to us without telling me?” She waited for an answer. Hoping he would say something magical to make the panic
go away.

  “I want to be with you, Lily. Johnathan too. We can make this work.”

  If he said that just last night, she would have been ecstatic. Today, it made her feel empty.

  “I’m leaving. I don’t want to see you right now.”

  He grabbed her arm as she walked past to the door.

  “That’s my baby you’re carrying, Lily. You’ll most definitely see me.” He threatened.

  Her vision clouded with a haze of red. “You’re so sure it’s yours?” She wanted to lash out at him and hurt him for doing this to her, to shake his calm demeanor.

  His fingers tightened. “Don’t go there.”

  “Sam,” Dean warned from across the room.

  Lily jerked her arm away. His blue eyes burned into hers but didn’t try to stop her as she left the house. It wouldn’t be long before she saw him again. There was a promise in his angry glare.

  ***

  Sam was helpless to do anything but watch Lily leave. She may have well slammed the door instead of easing it closed because click echoed in his head. That didn’t go well at all. It killed him to see the panic in her face and the coldness in her eyes when she realized he deceived her. He pinched the bridge of his nose.

  “What the hell was that all about?” Dean sounded as panicked as Sam felt.

  Sam dropped his hand and faced his brother. “You’re going to be an uncle.”

  Dean’s eyes bugged out. “Are you serious? How the hell did that happen?”

  Sam gave him the usual don’t-be-a-dumb-ass look.

  “Aren’t you a little old to be getting young women pregnant on accident, Sam?”

  “Yeah.” He sat heavily in his recliner.

  Dean frowned. “Tell me you didn’t.”

  “Didn’t what?”

  Dean gestured to the front door. “Get Lily pregnant on purpose!”

  Sam sighed. “I didn’t get her pregnant on purpose.”

  Dean looked unconvinced. “Are you sure?”

  “No.”

  “No?”

  “I’m not having this conversation with you.”