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A part of me was worried that he’d look at me differently, that he’d trust me just a little less. And because I didn’t want him to think that he was just a part-time experiment, I was going to bide my time, tell him about Lisa when it was just the right moment.
Assuming the right moment would actually happen.
Sam let out a loud sigh just as we stepped back into the cabin. We’d been holding hands the whole way back, my fingers interlocked with his.
“Thanks for saving me from the bear,” he started, with a grin. “Seriously. I owe you one.”
“Oh? You owe me one, huh?” I grinned back at him as I gently pressed him against the wall. I looked down at him and was hit with a jolt of adrenaline, my nerves of steel from earlier finally shifting into something else, repurposed as fire in my veins. “Mind if I cash that in right now?”
“What did you have in mind?”
I brought my hands down toward Sam’s ass, gripping it tight. “I think you already know.”
“Is that really what you want, sir?” Sam’s tone was teasing, as he trailed his fingers down my cheek. “You sure you don’t want me to do something else for you first?”
“Like what?”
“Like do your taxes, pour you a cup of coffee…” Sam let out a light chuckle. “Maybe some administrative work you’ve been putting off.”
“Is that really how your body handles adrenaline?” I asked, drawing my face close to his, our lips inches away from touching. “Turning everything into a joke?”
“What do you mean?”
“If I’m feeling this, I know you’re feeling it, too,” I murmured. “That feeling that hits when you almost die but you don’t.”
“Wait. You really think we were about to die?”
“Doesn’t matter if we were or weren’t, as long as our bodies think we were.” I slid a hand up to Sam’s chest, resting it over his rapidly beating heart. “Hmm. Looks like we’re on the same page.”
“Never said I wasn’t,” Sam said, as he brought his lips toward mine—
And I moved a step away from him, a wicked grin spreading across my face.
“I didn’t say you could kiss me yet,” I said, as I stared back at him. “I think that’s something we’ll have to work up to today.”
“Really?” Sam pouted. “But you’ve been holding hands with me all day—”
“What was that?” I deepened my tone. “Do you want to try that again, Sam?”
“No, sir.”
“There we go. Now, you’re getting it.” I grinned again. “Good boy.”
I nodded over toward the living room couch, my eyes following in that same direction. “Go over to the couch. Sit.”
Sam quickly did as he was told, making his way over to the couch and taking a seat. I slowly followed behind him, my mind racing with ways to drive him to the edge, my hands eager to touch his naked body all over. When I arrived in front of the couch, I bent down in front of him, my hands reaching for his pants. I wordlessly pulled them down to his ankles before I brought my head back in between his thighs.
Sam looked like he was going to say something but then thought better of it, his lips seeming to tighten as his eyes met mine.
Perfect.
I couldn’t deny that I was turned on seeing how well-behaved he was trying to be, our first time together already teaching him so much in the ways of submission. I lowered my mouth over the crotch of his boxers, sliding my tongue all along his cock through the fabric. Sam groaned as he leaned back even further against the couch, his thighs slightly trembling on either side of me.
I continued with the motion, my lips moving along his shaft, loving the way he got harder and harder in my mouth. Sam let out another groan, his hands coming down to my hair, his fingers seeming to scramble for purchase. I allowed it, indulging in how easy it was to drive him wild, my tongue already tasting his precome through his boxers. I focused my attention on his slit, my tongue circling around the tip of his shaft, as he leaked even more than before.
“Sir… Sir…,” Sam moaned for me, his hips pushing up toward my mouth. “That feels… so good…”
“Good.” I smirked up at him, now running my hand up and down his shaft. “Oh, there’s something I probably should’ve mentioned earlier.”
