Fly High and Go Far

PHOENIX-(SEXUAL CONTENT WARNING) Chapter Seven: Feeling Good by Michael Bublé

Sam and Phoenix headed straight for the locker room after class, joking and not having a care in the world. It was a successful day for them, having been each other's wingman for the lesson. But the moment the locker room door closed, Sam started ripping her clothes off to get naked so she could shower. That plane heated up enough that Sam was drenched in sweat. Trace followed Sam into the showers, getting into her own. Sam started to wash everything from hair to her toes. The shower was silent before Sam heard Phoenix shut her's off. Sam, finishing the conditioner out of her hair, watched her shower curtain be ripped back. Phoenix entered it and shut it behind her.
"Keep the water going," Phoenix whispered, kneeling down and immediately burying her face into Sam's heat. Phoenix lifted one of Sam's legs over her shoulder to get closer. Sam panted and bucked her hips, basically riding Phoenix's face. Nails dug themselves into Sam's hips. Phoenix stood up and kissed Sam violently, pushing her right hand into Sam, rubbing her violently. Sam started moaning loud, throwing her head as back as she could before Phoenix attacked her neck, one hundred percent leaving hickeys.
"You taste so good," Phoenix whispered, slipping two fingers into Sam. Sam about collapsed in the shower and Phoenix quickly pulled out and away, shutting the water off. Sam stood there panting before being dragged out of the shower by Trace. Trace laid her on a bench that placed itself in the middle of the showers.
"Do you want to finish this at my place?" Sam asked. It was date night for her parents so they weren't home, but Phoenix straddled Sammy's face.
"We'll finish here, drive to your place, and I want you to take me there," Phoenix replied before plopping her heat right onto Sammy's face. Sam grabbed onto Phoenix's thighs, holding her in place as her tongue and mouth went to work. Phoenix moaned loud and then attempted to pull herself off.
"Sam," she moaned. "Sam I'm going to cum." Sam grinned against Phoenix's heat and pushed her off before flipping her around and started fingering and rubbing her. Phoenix's hips began to buck, and she let out a loud moan. Sam stifled it by cover her mouth up.
"You need to be quiet," Sam whispered, not stopping her hand after Phoenix had clearly climaxed. Phoenix kept bucking her hips and moaning, loving the overstimulation. Sam eventually stopped and let Phoenix lay there, panting hard.
"Oh fuck me," Trace said, trying to get her bearings.
"I can if you come over to my place," Sam whispered, pinching both of Trace's nipples before rubbing them between her index finger and thumb.
"Can I fuck you after?"
"Whatever you want, Princess," Sam kissed the top of Phoenix's head.

Sam had Phoenix follow her home, arriving to an empty house. They looked around to double check before Sam whipped around, picking Phoenix up. Trace wrapped her legs around Sam's waist as Sam walked them towards her bedroom, kissing each other fervently. Sam gripped Phoenix's waist as she shut the bedroom door, and laid Phoenix gently on the bed.
"After I'm done with you, I'm taking you out for dinner," Sam told her. Phoenix didn't care and just kissed Sam without speaking.

  The two finished up and laid next to each other, Phoenix giving Sam gentle forehead kisses.  Sam drew circles on Phoenix's shoulder as she thought to herself.
  "Where did you decide on going for date night?" Sam asked.  Phoenix pulled away and thought for a moment.
  "There's a burger joint down the road from here?  They have wings.  I know you love wings," Phoenix whispered.
  "I do really like wings," Sam trailed off.  "Then let's go before they get too busy."
  The two of them got out of bed and began to get dressed.  Sam tossed Phoenix one of her leather jackets for the bike ride there and back. 
  "Can I keep this like people do with their boyfriend's hoodies and jackets?" Phoenix joked, admiring how it fit on her in the mirror.  Sam zipped her leather jacket up and walked towards Phoenix, wrapping her arms around her waist from behind.
  "Anything you want, honeybee," Sam said, resting her head on Phoenix's shoulder and then giving her a cheek kiss.  "Now come on before I find out they're sold out of wings."

Sam and Phoenix headed out the the garage with motorcycle helmets in hand, opening the garage door first, where Sam hopped on first and Phoenix second. Phoenix held onto Sam's waist, tight, and Sam pumped the engine and walked the bike out of the garage. Phoenix hopped of the bike to manually enter the garage door code to close it before coming right back.
Driving off, Sam felt the warmth of Trace on the back of the bike, giving her a sense of home. She didn't want this bike ride to end. Every time they stopped at a red light or a stop sign, Sam would hold onto Phoenix as a casual reminder that Sam adored her.
The ride eventually came to an end when they parked in a motorcycle spot and got off to head inside. Sam let Phoenix get off, helping her by giving her a hand as if she was a princess. Sam viewed her as just that. Her black, wavy hair and her soft brown eyes made Sam's heart flutter. Sam eventually got off the bike herself and took off her helmet as they walked to the front door.
"Table for two?" The hostess asked the two girls.
"Yes, ma'am," Phoenix asked as she had walked in first due to Sam holding the door open for her.

"So what you're saying is you've had a crush on me since flight school?" Phoenix drank a beer with a cheeky smile on her face. Sam hid a blush behind the lemonade she was drinking.
"Yeah, Tasha. Yeah, and I never actually thought it would get this far. And to be honest, I thought it was just a friendship crush, but I uh—."
"Realize now that it was more than that?" Phoenix finished Sam's thought.
"Yeah," Sam nodded chuckling to herself. "Yeah, and I'm not upset over the outcome. In fact, I'm extremely happy."
"Maybe that's why we do so well as each other's wingman," Phoenix leaned onto the table. Sam leaned in, creating only a few inches worth of space between them.
"It's almost like we know each other too well," Sam whispered to Phoenix who just grinned and looked down at Sam's lips and then back up at her eyes.
"I wouldn't have it any other way," Sam whispered before plopping back into her seat.

They eventually ate their food and paid the bill before heading out. Sam, once by the bike, gave Phoenix a single, quick kiss.
"Can I get more?" Phoenix asked, putting her helmet on.
"Maybe," Sam said, putting her helmet on. The two got onto the bike, and Sam started it up, driving the two back to her place.
Upon arrival to Sam's house, Phoenix checked the time and then handed Sam the helmet back.
"I should get home before it gets too late," Phoenix said before giving Sam a kiss after Sam took her helmet off.
"Of course, honeybee. Let me know if you want to go do something tomorrow," Sam replied, smiling big.

Sam walked into her house once she watched Trace leave for the night. She licked her lips, reminiscing on the kiss, not getting enough. But everything went south when she found her mom at home sniffling. Sam quickly ran over to her mom, kneeling down at the table.
"Your dad is in the hospital," her mother spoke softly, wiping tears away. "I had to come home, and we can go see him tomorrow."
"What happened?" Sam asked, worried.
"He started coughing up blood," her mother told her daughter, looking miserable.  "So we rushed him to the emergency room, and I was told to come back tomorrow."  Sam stood up and thought to herself, though no thoughts formed.
  "So you have no idea what's going on right now with him?" Sam looked at her mom, and she nodded in response.  Sam wiped her face and sighed.
  "We'll go see him first thing in the morning," Sam declared.  Her mother nodded, wiping her eyes.
  "I think this is it, Sam," her mother choked.  Sam shook her head and put a hand on her mother's shoulder.
  "No, it's not.  He's going to be okay," Sammy knew she was lying.  Her dad wasn't okay.  Everyone of importance knew that.  But she couldn't bear to see her mother crying alone.

  Sam woke up early the next day with her mom, getting dressed and ready.  She was on the phone with Phoenix, knowing her workout routine that got her up at 5am every morning.
  "Hey honeybee," Sam answered, slipping socks onto her feet.
  "Hey, love, what's going on?" Phoenix asked, clearly running on a treadmill.
  "My dad's in the hospital. So I'm going to be busy today spending time there," Sam said, grabbing her shoes and heading out of her room.
  "Oh no, are you okay?"
  "I will be when I find out what's going on," Sam sat herself on the couch.
  "Will you call me when you can after you find out?" Phoenix asked.  Sam smiled slightly.
  "Yeah, I'll call you."