Living With The Bad Boy

51) I Promise I Won't Get Her Pregnant

S A M

I slowly crept up to princess's room, finding her playing games on her phone. Then I looked out her window, seeing the sun shining really bright. Of course she's playing games in sixty degree weather.

"I know I'm hot but staring makes you look a little creepy," she suddenly said, switching her phone off. I blinked at her and let my eyes wander her beautiful face and figure. Her long legs were exposed from her shorts and I really wanted to-

"You're still staring," she said in a sing-song voice with a smirk.

I felt my cheeks heaten up a little and she clearly noticed. "I'm just admiring a beautiful masterpiece," I smoothly said with a smirk, smirking wider when her cheeks turned pink this time.

"Smooth," she said, running her fingers through her hair. I caught a large suitcase next to her bed and grinned.

"So you're fine with sharing a room with me?" I asked, feeling a little excited. I can make sure that we get the top apartment and a lot of privacy.

"As long as you keep your hands to yourself, then yes," she said, going back to playing Temple Run on her phone. I instantly grew jealous of the guy she used as her character. I clearly had bigger muscles than him and she's feeling him up instead. You're pathetic Sam.

Not listening to the right side of my mind, I plucked her phone out of her hands and switched it off. "Hey!" she yelled, trying to reach for it but I leaned over and slid it across the carpet. "What was that for?"

"We need to go grocery shopping," I reminded her, coming a little closer to brush her face out of her pretty face. Damn, I was really lucky. She was gorgeous. Those blue eyes could steal anyone's heart, including mine.

"Then let's go grocery shopping," she said, a little flustered by our close proximity.

"Give me ten minutes," I mumbled, curling my hands in her soft hair to bring her closer. Gently, I kissed her top lip and then her bottom lip, running my thumb across her cheek.

"Okay," she mumbled against my lips. When I kept softly kissing her lips, she huffed in impatience and took ahold of my face to crash her lips against mine. Bold.

This time, she took control of the kiss and ran her tongue across my bottom lip. Gently, she bit it and I let out a groan, tilting her head to deepen the kiss. She gently tugged on my hair and I moaned, moving my hands to her hips, giving them a tight squeeze.

After a while, my neck hurt from bending down and I carefully leaned against the headboard and pulled her onto my lap. She moved her hands down and slipped them under my shirt, running her hands up and down my chest and abs. Getting the hint, I pulled away to slip my shirt off.

She grinned against my lips and pressed us closer. I tugged at her hoodie, giving her the choice of keeping it on or not and she pulled it off in a flesh, leaving her in a loose cropped black shirt that barely exposed her midriff. I had to admit, her clothes are pretty PG.

Detaching my lips from hers, I moved them down to her neck and slipped my hands underneath her shirt, running my hands up and down her toned back and chuckled in her neck when I felt the back of her sport's bra.

Lightly tugging her shirt down, I peppered kisses down her throat and smiled when I saw a faded hickey on her collarbone. To be fair, I had one on mine too, my first hickey. I lightly sucked on her collarbone as she moaned and lightly arched her back, pressing her chest against mine. Sammy Jr. was getting pretty excited from her nice size.

"Holy shit," a voice said, immediately breaking us apart. Inwardly groaning, I helped princess get off of me and glared, then gulped at the intruder.

"Hey Luke," I sheepishly said, pulling my shirt back on and she slipped her hoodie on and gave the both of us a two foot distance. She was already too far away.