I Don't Need You

Chapter 44- Hit

"And, a cup of coffee for my lovely, leading lady..." I hear him as he swings his arm around to my front. In his grasp is a black mug with sweet salvation. I take it carefully as he kisses my neck, letting it linger, then chuckles against it. His now free arm hugs around my waist as I lean on the warm wooden railing.

"Mm- hang on..." I hold up a finger asking him to hold that thought as I take a long sip. He smiles against my shoulder before pressing a kiss into it too. I sigh leaning my head back against him resting for a sec with a smile. His hand is on the other side of my torso massaging gently. He kisses my forehead then takes a sip himself of his own.

We never made it to sunrise...we barely made it to afternoon. Dean had called us about five times each and finally gave in when we skipped out on early morning plans. Sam explained while he padded around after our bath getting pajamas and by the time he hung up I was dead to the world on top of whatever was left of the bedding. We slept wonderfully but still wanted to try and savor some sorta routine.

"So, for being a desert-forest-area I guess? Not so bad of a view. Mountains look so pretty in the distance..." he softly mentions as we take our quiet coffee break. I hum and take another drink. Sam follows suit then sighs. "Ya know, it's only day two, and we've summed up four days into what like tw-elve hours of sex? I mean there are pauses but-" he's gonna continue talking like a madman if I didn't snort. I turn with my back resting on the railing and hold up a finger.

"We have not had sex for twelve-hourrsss! You just feel that way. It's been like five- with pauses." I correct watching him smile sheepishly. He leans down and nuzzles me purring.

"So is this another pause?" He grazes my lips and I kiss him deeply. When we part he whispers my name like he's not had sex for five hours. I giggle softly and use my free hand to hold his cheek.

"Dean is gonna kill us if we don't meet him for late lunch. I mean we're still in pajamas and it's after one. So," I shrug, "long pause?" Sam pouts and I roll my eyes. "Sam." I tsk at him, watching him think about how quickly he can get it done. "Baby." I get more stern and he throws his head back and huffs.

"Come on! Like- what- ten minutes! You have this glow about you and I don't, really, wanna sh-are you...right now." He tries so hard, even sets his mug down, and rubs over my hips under his white v-neck I stole. I declined panties considering it's just us. His palms press and he's kneading more flesh on my rear and I hear his quiet pleads against my lips. I peck those lips and he whines.

"Long. Pause. Baby..." I stand my ground and he rolls his eyes still just holding my ass.

"Fine," he sighs dramatically, "guess we can go out...gamble more..." he looks so disappointed and I can't help my snort as I bring my mug around again and sip. I smile behind it and bounce my eyebrows. Sam looks up, jaw tense, and shakes his head slow.

"Smile." I softly demand. He glances down and takes a sip of coffee once he removes a hand. He pretends to be focused on the view as he ignores me playfully. I blink up at him watching him running out of places to look away. I giggle then reach gently rubbing over his tattoo and coo up at him teasingly, "Samuel Williammm..." he scowls but looks at me and sighs heavily, "please smile for me, even right now, it's a good time, don't pout now...I mean come on," I knew it was cruel when I trace a fingertip over his clothed cock, "give him a break..." Sam glares at me then and I chew my lip. His eyes, wide, flick down at himself then back at me.

"That-" he stabs a finger at me and laughs, shaking his head, "was cold Baby, I'm gonna go get a refill...think about how we're supposed to meet my brother in an hour." He turns, padding back inside. I grin after him watching his back muscles and all. Since I stole his shirt he challenged he'd just be shirtless then as he wore his sweats.