“Are you enjoying your visit so far? You just got in yesterday, correct?”
“Yes, and yes. I got in late afternoon yesterday, so we just had a relaxing evening in. This morning, we went out hiking, and then Sam showed me around his work. I’ve always wondered what it was like inside his office.”
“Do you guys have any other plans for your time here?” Meg questions.
“Not really. We’re just enjoying our time together, but also doing whatever sounds fun at the time.”
“If you want to see the beach, you should get him to take you to the Outer Banks. It’s beautiful out there.”
“Thanks for the suggestion, I’ll mention it to him.”
“I figured we could eat out on the patio, if you want to head out and see what the guys are up to.”
“Sure, can I help bring anything out for you?” I offer.
“If you want to grab the salad, I can bring the dishes out.”
We bring out everything, getting the table set and ready, as Dave finishes grilling the food.
We all enjoy the conversation that flows so easily between the four of us as we eat. I tell as many embarrassing stories of Sam that I can think of from our childhood, at the encouragement of Dave. I love seeing what good friends he has here. But it also makes me realize just how much distance is between the two of us. For this relationship to work long-term, one of us is going to have to pack up and move to be with the other, and as great of a time I’m having here with him, I just don’t know if I could move away from my family. I’ve never really lived away from where I grew up, but on the flip side, I don’t know if I can stand living so far from Sam for much longer.
We sit around long after we finish eating dinner, the conversation continuing to flow. Sam and Dave talk about some of their past cases—or at least what they are allowed to tell us about them. I love seeing how animated Sam gets when he talks about his work. It is apparent he really enjoys what he does. I love the fact that he found his passion in life and chased his dream.
The sun has long ago set when we finally pack up and head back to Sam’s condo. By the time we make it, I’m yawning and having a hard time keeping my eyes open.
“They loved you,” Sam says, as we pull into his garage.
“I really liked them, it makes me happy that you have such good friends here.”
“Dave’s a good guy, one of the best. And Meg is one of a kind. They’ve been through a lot in the past few years, and when most people would have crumbled from the stress and disarray, they turned to each other and really leaned on each other, and have come out stronger from their grief.”
“What happened?”
“They had a full-term stillbirth. One day, Meg realized she hadn’t felt him move all day and went in as a precaution. When she got there, and they couldn’t find the heartbeat, they immediately sent her for an ultrasound. That confirmed the baby’s heart had stopped beating, and she was sent to the hospital to induce labor. It was a very hard time for the both of them, and was for more than a year after, as expected. The doctors couldn’t confirm a reason why it happened, which was almost more devastating to them. Dave confided in me not too long ago that they’re thinking of trying again soon. They are obviously just nervous about it.”
“Oh my,” I gasp. “I couldn’t imagine the heartbreak they dealt with.” A few tears roll down my cheeks at the devastation they went through.
“They both still have moments when the grief hits them, but they have worked through most of it with the help of a counselor, and as I said before, just leaning on each other and helping each other grieve.”
We both get out of the truck and head inside, our moods a little somber from the heaviness of what Sam just told me.
“Hey now,” Sam says, backing me up against the closed door and pinning me against it. He cups my face, wiping the remnants of the few tears that I shed. “Let’s not let that get us down this evening. We had a great time, and I have plans for you tonight.” His lips tip up in a cocky grin.
“Is that so?” I ask, looking up into his eyes.
“Mmmhmm,” he says, before dropping his lips to mine. He pins me harder against the door, and I can feel his erection against my stomach as he presses against me.
Sam takes complete control of the kiss, angling my head to deepen it. His other hand drops down until he’s cupping my ass, and pulls my leg up high on his hip, so he can grind against me.
He breaks the kiss, dropping his forehead to mine for a moment. “I’d fuck you right here if I had a condom on me, so let’s move this to the bedroom.” His gravelly voice sends chills down my body, straight to my clit.
He steps back from me, pulling me along with him toward the bedroom, smacking my ass as we walk. As soon as we reach the bedroom, he picks me up from behind and sets me on the bed, then drops his lips to the exposed skin of my cleavage.
“This top has been driving me fucking crazy all evening,” he says between each open-mouthed kiss. “Every time you moved, I’d get a glimpse of more skin, and every time, that glimpse would make my dick that much harder.”
I just smile and laugh at him, his scruff doing a good job of tickling my skin and driving me crazy at the same time.
23
Sam
Lauren’s body is so responsive to every single one of my touches, which is a good thing, considering I crave to touch her. I’m going to go through serious withdrawals when she leaves in just a few more days.
I kiss my way up, from the tops of her breasts, along the column of her neck, and then pull back. I push up so my arms are extended fully. The redness of her skin where my facial hair has teased her skin just makes me want to claim her body even more. She simply watches me as I scan her with my eyes, the evidence of what she does to my body evident by the large bulge in my jeans.
“Are you just going to stare, or are you going to do something?” she finally asks, breaking me out of my trance.
“Oh, don’t you worry, I’ve got lots of plans,” I say, winking at her.
She just laughs, and fuck, if the sound of her carefree laughter doesn’t make me love her even more than I already do.
I stand up fully and pull her to a seated position so that I can reach down and pull her shirt off over her head. Once hers is removed, I reach behind my head and pull off my t-shirt one-handed over my head.
“Mmmm.” She moans when my abs come into view.
“Like something you see?” I ask, noticing she’s now biting her lower lip. “You might have a little drool there, babe.”
She smacks my stomach with the back of her hand. “No I don’t!” she shrieks, then wipes at her lips with her other hand, just in case.
“I was just teasing you.” I laugh back at her.
She unbuckles my belt, then unbuttons my jeans before sliding the zipper down. I know she isn’t intending to do this slowly, but I swear to God, it is taking her forever to get my jeans open and my dick out.
She finally gets them fully open and pushes them off my hips, taking my boxer briefs with them. My erection springs up and hits my stomach once it’s released from its confines. Just as my underwear hits the floors around my ankles, she sinks to the floor in front of me and simultaneously licks the underside of my cock from the base to the tip, swirling her tongue around my inflamed head before wrapping her lips around the tip and sucking me in so deep, I hit the back of her throat seconds later.
“Fuck, Ren. That feels so good,” I tell her, letting her know I’m enjoying everything she’s doing to me. When she swallows around my dick, I nearly come unglued, and know I can’t take the torture much longer if I’m going to be able to hold out and fuck her like I’d planned on tonight. Much more of her mouth on me, and I’ll be coming down her throat.
“Ren, baby.” I place my hands under her arms and pull her up. I slam my lips to hers, kissing her as hard as I can. “Any more of that sweet mouth on my dick, and I wasn’t going to last any longer,” I tell her against her lips. The smile th
at fills her face is intoxicating.
I drop a hand to her jeans, unfastening them quickly and dropping them to the ground. She quickly steps out of them, her thong following seconds later. I reach around and unfasten the clasp of her bra, and it joins the clothes piling up on the floor.
With the two of us now completely naked, standing in front of each other, I reach over to the nightstand and grab a condom, making quick work of opening it and sheathing myself.
I motion for Lauren to lie back on the bed, and she does so, pushing back so she’s centered on it. I take a moment before joining her, to take in her beauty. The way her hair has fallen to surround her looks almost like a halo. The flush from her arousal makes her even more beautiful to me.
I place a knee on the bed, then slide forward, placing a kiss just above her clit on her mound.
She cries out as my tongue grazes ever so lightly over her sensitive nub before I suck it hard between my lips. Her hips buck up, pressing my face against her center. I lap and suck at her, listening and learning what she likes and what drives her crazy, from the way her body responds to me. I slip two fingers inside her, quickly finding that magic spot inside that will make her come undone. It only takes a few moments of teasing for her body to start pulsing around my fingers, and her to yell my name as she falls over the edge, her orgasm ripping through her body.
I lap at her slowly as her body recovers, every few licks pulling a few more shivers from her as they cause mini orgasms to roll through her.
I finally take pity on her and kiss my way up her body. I make it to her lips and as I claim them with my own, I slide my dick inside her, instantly feeling it clamp around me like a vise grip.
“Holy shit, you’re fucking tight tonight,” I whisper against her lips as I still and allow her body a few moments to adjust to me.
“I think it’s you,” she mumbles in return, and I just chuckle against her lips.
I feel her body relax and I slowly start to pump my hips, sliding out until just the tip is left and then plunging back in until I’m balls deep. I continue to move, following her cues as I make sure to build her up to her next release. Our sexual relationship might be extremely new, but I’m learning very quickly what works and doesn’t work for her. I know now that if I work hard enough, I can coax three orgasms out of her, and the third might be the hardest to get, but it’s also the most rewarding for both of us.
Our rhythm speeds up, and I feel her body responding. I change the angle slightly, lifting one of her legs up, allowing me to grind my pelvis against her clit with each thrust. She starts to tighten around me and I keep thrusting, making sure to hit that magical spot as she rides the waves of her orgasm.
I bring my lips back to her and kiss her leisurely as I slow my thrusts down. I’m holding back my own release, wanting to coax that third orgasm from her, if I can.
Once I feel Lauren completely relax and go into that languid state of bliss, I stop my thrusts completely and rest my forehead against the crook of her neck.
I drop a few kisses against the skin there, tasting the saltiness of her skin and the thin sheen of sweat that has started to gather. Once she’s recovered from the orgasm, I flip us over so she’s on top of me. She quickly sinks back down on my cock and the angle in which she sits makes me feel like I’m so fucking deep inside her, my eyes nearly roll back in my head.
I let her take control, aiding her body as she lifts and drops. I reach up and cup her breasts, rolling her nipples between my fingers, before I sit up enough to take one into my mouth, sucking and flicking it with my tongue.
“That’s it, baby, take what you need,” I tell her as I feel her chasing that third elusive orgasm.
I hold on to her hips, thrusting up a few times to meet her own downward thrusts, then slip a hand between us and rub her clit with the pad of my thumb.
“S-S-S-Sam. Oh! D-D-don’t stop!” She cries out as I increase the pressure, the speed, and drive of my thrusts. I know the moment her orgasm hits her as she completely falls apart in my arms. It quickly sends me over the edge and I bask in the bliss of it all. She’s absolutely stunning when she falls apart like this, and I just hold on tight as her body milks my own of every last drop of my release.
Lauren collapses forward on my body as we both share in a blissed-out state. I slowly stroke her back, feeling her relax even further into me. I can feel myself starting to slip from her body as my erection softens inside her.
“Ren, baby. I need to take care of the condom,” I say against her skin as I start to roll us to the side. She’s in such a state of bliss, she almost looks like she’s asleep. I slip away from her and into the bathroom to clean up. I quickly do my business and climb right back into bed with her, pulling her close, back into my arms.
We eventually settle, with me on my back and Lauren on her side, her head on my chest and leg draped over my own. I wrap my arm around her shoulders, my hand resting on her lower back and hip area. She draws lazy circles on my abdomen with her fingers, as she traces the lines of my muscles.
“I love you,” she whispers into the darkened room.
“I love you, too, Ren,” I reply, as sleep overtakes us.
24
Lauren
We leisurely wake up the next day, and after a round of slow morning sex, we get moving, taking a joint shower then grabbing some breakfast. We pack an overnight bag and decide to head to the Outer Banks for the night. The drive is beautiful, and once we arrive at the beach, I’m so glad we decided to come. We check into our B&B that we found online and head out to explore.
We walk hand in hand along the beach, just taking in the scenery and enjoying being together. The complete easiness and comfort we have between us makes this moment almost perfect. Neither one of us feels the need to fill the silence with unneeded words.
“I put in for a transfer for an opening back home,” Sam finally says, breaking that silence.
I stumble mid-step, causing him to grab my hips so I don’t tumble over.
“What, when, why didn’t you tell me?” I ask, a little shocked at his announcement.
“I just did it before you got here. The posting states it’s for the large office in Louisville, but I talked to them to see if the job could be done from the smaller field office in Lexington. They didn’t see why it couldn’t, with the knowledge that I’d have to travel to the main office occasionally.”
“So, does that mean you got the transfer and are moving back home?”
“Not yet. It can take a few weeks sometimes for transfers to be approved. Even if they approve it and I can’t work from the field office, it would still put us a whole hell of a lot closer than we are right now, and that’s all I care about. As much as this distance was probably a good thing over these past few weeks, I’m already over it. I want to see you every day, and not just through a video chat. Now that I’ve kissed you, and made love to you, I want that option every day. And I know you wouldn’t want to move out here, so I didn’t ever want to ask. Plus, I wouldn’t mind moving back home. I miss being back there and around everyone all the time.”
I come to a complete stop and turn so I’m facing him. Sam’s arms naturally wrap around me, pulling me closer. I can’t hide the smile on my face at his news, and I shock him slightly when I jump up, wrapping my legs around his body and my arms around his neck, and plant my lips against his.
“This is the best news,” I say against his mouth.
He rests his forehead against mine and just smiles at me.
“I know you’ve been looking for a new place these past few weeks, but did you maybe want to expand that search and find something together once I know for sure the transfer is going to go through and where I’ll be working out of?” he asks, the hopefulness evident in his voice. “No pressure, and I understand if you still need time to be on your own.”
“I don’t need anything but you,” I tell him before I kiss him again.
We return from our impromptu trip to the beach the next ni
ght. We enjoyed ourselves so much and made so many fun memories together. After Sam told me about his pending transfer, I’ve been happier, and this weight I didn’t even realize was hanging over me lifted. Knowing he wants to move home and make this work between the two of us makes me love him that much more. He wants to make me happy, and coming to me just goes to show how big of a heart he has.
With only one full day left before I have to go home, we call it an early evening after returning from the beach, only unpacking our overnight bags and starting a load of laundry before ordering in some dinner. We cuddle up on the couch after eating and watch a movie before we crawl into bed.
We cuddle up with each other after making love slowly. Not in any rush to finish, nor making it about the chase of the orgasms. This was pure love-making; a soul-connecting, earth-shattering connection between two individuals who love each other more than words can ever describe.
“I was thinking we could go out for another hike tomorrow morning, and then go walk around at some of the touristy shops in the afternoon if you’d like. Dave also texted, asking if we wanted to get together again for dinner. He said Meg wanted to see you again before you leave on Tuesday morning.”
“That sounds like a good day to me. Maybe before dinner, we can come back here so I can get most of my things packed back up. That way I’m not rushed if dinner runs late.”
“We can definitely do that.”
“Did you want to invite them over here instead?” I ask.
“We can, or we can go out. What would you prefer?”
“Let’s have them over, that way we don’t feel rushed by a restaurant if we want to leisurely eat and visit like we did the other night. You can grill, or I can make something. If I’m going to cook something big, we might need to cut our afternoon shopping short, but otherwise, I think we’ll be fine.”
“Whatever you want to do is fine with me,” Sam says, kissing the top of my head.
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