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“Stay right here,” I instructed, as I got up from the bench, heading toward the cabin bathroom. It didn’t take me long to find a condom and the bottle of lube, soon returning to the sauna, determination flooding my veins. I didn’t say a word to Sam as I walked up to him, my hands flying down to either side of his robe.
And then, I was ripping it apart, purposely pulling at its threads until it was in tatters on the floor below. Sam gasped at the sight of it, his back pressed against the sauna wall.
“Did you just—Why did you just—”
“You shouldn’t keep nice things from assholes,” I explained. “It doesn’t matter how nice it is. It’s obvious whatever bullshit he had to say about you is still floating around in your brain. And that’s not something you need, Sam.”
Before Sam could say anything else, I was all over him, my mouth pressing against his, my thighs straddling either side of him. I wanted to overwhelm him with attention, wanted to make him forget about his bad relationship, wanted to make sure he couldn’t think about anything other than me. Sam shifted underneath me, his palms pressing against my chest, his nails pressing into my skin.
I began to move my hips against his, moving in a steady rhythm as I deepened the kiss between us at the same time. Sam groaned against my mouth, a desperation growing in the air, emanating from both of us. I felt him reach down toward my waist, hastily pulling down the towel that kept us from being completely skin to skin.
I continued my motion against him, our hips still gyrating, my cock now grinding into his.
“Fuck… Damon… Damon…” Sam moaned, his thighs tensing underneath my frame. “I don’t… I can’t…”
“No coming without my permission,” I growled. “Do you understand me, Sam?”
“Yes.”
“Yes what?”
“Yes, sir…” He moaned again, his nails digging even deeper into my skin. “I won’t… I won’t come without permission…”
“Good.” I moved away from him, just long enough to roll the condom down my cock. I moved back toward him, lube in my palm as I pressed a finger inside his waiting hole. Sam hissed before letting out a gasp, his mouth wide open as I pressed a second finger inside him.
When I was satisfied with how much his hole had stretched around my fingers, I slid them out of him. I grabbed for Sam’s waist, positioning him higher against the wall, his legs wrapped around my waist in return.
And then, I slid my cock inside him.
“Fuck! Damon! Fuck!” Sam cried out, as I moved my hips against him, my pace relentless.
“You like that?”
“I… I…” Sam struggled to find his words, as I pushed my cock even further into his tight hole. “Fuck!”
I groaned as I continued to pound inside him, using all of my strength. I’d never taken Sam this hard before, and while something in the back of my mind worried that this was crossing some invisible line in the sand, another part of me had a feeling that Sam wanted this, needed this, somewhere deep down.
“Damon…” Sam’s nails were digging into my shoulders, like he was holding onto me for dear life. “Damon…”
I brought my mouth to Sam’s neck, pressing kisses all along his skin. The tenderness was in stark contrast to how I was fucking him, but I couldn’t help myself. It was like I wanted to be rough and sweet to him, all at the same time. I didn’t want him to forget how soft we could be together, even while I was driving into him like a jackhammer.
Suddenly, Sam moved closer to me, his arms wrapping around my neck. His breaths were right next to my ear, hurried and harried, like they were being forced out of him with every thrust of my hips. Something about the way he sounded sent me right over the edge, my cock exploding inside him, my body tensing as I went completely still.
It took me a few seconds to come down from it, the absolute high that was racing through every nerve ending in my body. When I was finished, my core no longer trembling with the effort, I gently brought Sam back down toward the bench.
“Fuck. That was so intense—Damon!” It was all Sam had a chance to say before I was on him all over again, pulling him up by the waist. He wrapped his legs around me for a second time, a look of confusion clear on his face.
“Are you really ready to go again?” Sam’s tone was lined with disbelief.
“Nope.” I smirked, as I headed over to the shower. “But it’s your turn. And I just remembered the whole point of this was for us to get clean before going out.”
“And a way for me to relax,” Sam reminded me, with a grin. “Don’t forget about that part, too.”
I smirked back at him as I set him down in the shower, Sam taking a second to regain his balance on his feet. I closed the distance between us, crowding him with my body, my hands going up toward either side of his face.
“What? Something on my face?” Sam quietly joked.
“You have no idea how beautiful you look right now,” I replied, my tone serious. “God. It’s like looking at a masterpiece.”
