tw: this chapter is entirely smut except for the end. if you're not comfortable with smut, skip to the end and read just that! the end is important :)
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"Shh, shh," I whispered in a rushed worry as I heard feet passing the door we were leaning against. Sam didn't stop his actions, kissing down my neck as he pushed his thigh between my legs in an attempt to make me moan, and it worked. I let out an accidental groan but immediately slapped my hand over my mouth, knowing Lilli was probably running around looking for me. The floorboards creaked from down the hall as the sound of passing footsteps slowly made their way back to Sams's bedroom. Sam lowly laughed at me as my eyes widened out of fear, praying to god it wasn't Lilli, or worse; Josh.
As the footsteps got louder, Sam got more adventurous. His fingertips trailed slowly down my sides, unintentionally making me gasp at the cold of his hands. He made his way to the waistband of my sweatpants, dipping his still freezing cold fingers into my underwear. I gasped at the sensation, which only encouraged him more as he slid his fingers into my underwear and lightly circled my clit. The footsteps finally stopped in front of Sam's door, clearing their throat and following with a knock.
"Sam?" Danny said from the other side of the door. Sam didn't stop, but rather let a finger slowly enter me as his thumb continued to rub my clit. I couldn't help but moan, biting down on my lip to stop myself. Sam moved his other hand to my mouth, quieting me after I failed to do so.
"Yeah, Danny. What do you need?" Sam replied, replacing his hand with his mouth, kissing me to shut me up as I whined and bucked my hips up to him out of habit.
"You- you good in there? I dunno what you're doing, but you sound like a girl," Danny chuckled, concern tinged in phrasing. Sam temporarily stopped kissing me, giving me a warning look to be quiet as he cleared his throat.
"I'm good," He shortly responded as he added another finger into my core and rubbed my clit a bit harder, reconnecting his lips with mine.
"You sure? Do you need help? You sound like you're sick, are you okay?" Danny pressed. Sam exhaled, once again breaking our kiss.
"I'm fine, Danny, r-"
"I can come hold your hair back if you need me to," Danny snickered, cutting Sam off. It was almost as if he was intentionally trying to be annoying.
"No, Daniel, I'm okay. Can you please go away?" Sam sighed, looking at me with nothing but sexual frustration.
"Yeah, once you tell me who's in there with you. I thought you were only going to sleep with
Bel-"
"Danny!" Sam shouted, a blush spreading across his cheeks. I chuckled at him, which was a bad idea considering how fast I knew it would feed his ego. He quickly removed his hand with a cocky smile on his face, leaving me needier than I'd ever been.
"I- I'm crying. Can you just give me some alone time, please?" Sam stated, a smirk spreading across his face as he faked a sniffle.
"Oh, uh, shit- yeah. Sorry, man. Let me know if you need anything," Danny said, coughing in the awkward silence that followed as he walked away. I laughed the second I heard a door slam across from us, looking back at Sam with wonder and amazement.
"''I'm crying' ?" I jokingly quoted, giggling at him. He tried to hold back a smile but failed miserably, kissing me to cover up his laugh.
"Shut up," he chuckled, swiftly picking me up bridal style and carrying me to his bed. He carefully put me down, climbing on top of me and meeting my lips once more. He parted from my mouth just seconds later, kissing down my body slowly as his hands pushed my shirt up past my chest, revealing the black lacy bra I subconsciously hoped he'd someday see.
"You're gorgeous," he mumbled, ogling over my body as he continued to pepper kisses down my stomach. He gently pulled down my sweatpants as he sucked and nipped at my skin, gradually making his way down to the band of my underwear.
"Sam, please," I whined as he skipped over the spot I needed him most, kissing down my thighs. He chuckled but didn't let up as he continued to kiss me everywhere but the place I need him to. I groaned out of frustration and he smirked at me, his ego taking over his body once more.
He finally made his way back up to my panties, which at this point were soaking wet, and hovered there for a moment. His eyes met mine as his hot breath stopped just in front of my clit, silently questioning if I wanted him to eat me out.
I nodded immediately, helping him to pull my underwear down and off of me. He smiled gently and rubbed my clit softly with his middle finger, steadily increasing pressure over time. In mere minutes I was a whining mess, begging him for more.
I hadn't realized how long I'd wanted this.
He understood my moans as he gently moved his finger from my clit to my entrance and attached his lips to my clit, sucking and flicking his tongue against me. I let my hands find their way into his hair, looking for some sort of stability as I bucked my hips into him. He hummed an "uh-uh" and slightly shook his head, pushing my hips back down with his hand spread across my stomach. I let out a loud moan as he began to move his fingers in and out of me and he redacted his fingers immediately, slapping my ass as to warn me to shut up. Considering everyone was home, I listened to him and covered my mouth with my hand, trying to be as quiet as I could as he gave me the best head I'd ever received. His skills had greatly improved since high school.
"Fuck, Sammy," I moaned, arching my back as I felt my orgasm begin to build in my stomach. He reached under my back, pulling me closer to him as I propped myself up onto my elbows, letting my head fall back.
"Look at me, princess," He muttered as his hand roamed around my body. I did as he demanded, looking into his dark eyes as he devoured me. The things he was doing to me are what my fantasies were made of; it's the best thing I think I've ever felt.
"Fuck me?" I whispered, trying not to finish before he was even inside of me.
"Not now, baby. It's all about you tonight," He responded, rubbing my clit with his thumb for the brief second he disconnected his mouth from me to speak.
"Make me cum, Sammy," I whispered, trying to stop a moan from leaving my lips. He curled his fingers up towards my stomach, fucking me hard with them as he nipped at my clit, sucking and flicking every so often.
"Fuck," I nearly yelled as I came undone around his fingers. He sped up all of his movements, rubbing my clit as I rode out my high.
"Good girl," he smiled as he began to lap me up, fully finishing me off. I let myself fall back onto the bed and rested my head on my shoulder, smiling up at Sam.
"Come here," I whispered, motioning him in my direction. He sat down next to me and stroked my hair, staring at me with pure admiration in his eyes. I rolled over and sat up, pulling in Sam by the collar of his shirt.
"Can I repay you?" I smirked, my lips hovering just inches from his. He stayed silent, almost speechless even as I straddled him, slowly moving my hips back and forth on top of him. He grabbed my hips and controlled my movements, grinding me down against his half-hard dick.
"Fuck," He groaned, letting his forehead fall against mine.
"Hey, Sam!" Lilli suddenly yelled from the other side of the door, startling both of us. I didn't stop my movements on him, grinding down on him as he tried his best to answer Lilli.
"Payback for earlier," I smirked. He rolled his eyes, so I pushed my hips down harder.
"Ye-yeah?" He called back. I heard her feet shift against the hardwood floor as she coughed, unleashing a long sentence of "uh's.. well's and um's"
"Shit," Sam whispered as I slipped my hand into his boxers, softly stroking him.
"Well, uh," Lilli started again, "I kinda need to talk to you..... like..... alone."
I stopped what I was doing then, looking up to see Sam as confused as I was.
"Is everything good, Lil?" He questioned as I picked up my sweats from the floor and quickly put them on.
"No, Sam. I really need to talk to you," She whispered as quietly as she could. I widened my eyes at Sam, both fearful of her finding me as well as fearful of what she had to talk to Sam about so urgently.
"Okay, one second," He yelled back, rushing me into the bathroom.
"Get in the closet," He whispered. I did as I was told, flattening myself as much as I could against the back of the towel closet. Sam smiled at me reassuringly, closing the door to the closet as I heard him walk away.
"Hey, Lilli, what's up?" Sam said nonchalantly, shutting the door behind her.
"I- I have something to tell you, but you have to promise me something, okay?" She responded, fear saturating her words.
"Of course," He reassured.
"Promise me you won't tell Bella what I'm about to say."