What Are We Doing?

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Sam's POV

You know you shouldn't do anything with everyone out in the living room but Eddie looks too damn good not to. There's no doubt anymore, you definitely would have let him fuck you outside against the door earlier.

Fuck, he felt so good pressing you up against there. Did he realize how hard he was pressing you? How hard he threw you against the door, like he couldn't get enough? It was thrilling, exciting. Now looking at him, you can't get enough. His beautiful curls falling on his shoulders. His tattoos a stark contrast to his skin. His lean body. His cock trying to escape from his boxers.

You sit up on your knees more and start slowly kissing his tattoos.

He fights to contain a throaty moan as you start to bring your kisses lower on his abdomen and you stop.

You crawl away from him on your hands and knees towards your tv remote on the nightstand, making sure to go slow and give him a good view.

"Fuck, you're perfect, Sam." He says as he watches.

You grin to yourself and crawl back to him once your tv is on.

"Shit." He says as he hears the boys laughing. "I can't do this with them out there."

"You're not doing anything." You say with a grin and start kissing him again.

"Sam, I really want to have sex with you but I can't with them."

"Who said anything about sex?" You interrupt him and start to move your kisses lower again.

"Fuck." He moans and starts to reach for your bra strap.

"I already told you, you're not doing anything." You tell him and stop his hand.

"I can't even touch you?"

"Mm-mm." You hum to him as your kisses reach the top of his boxers and you toy with the band with your finger.

You slide off the bed to kneel in front of him.

"That a problem?" You ask as you look up at him.

"Fuck, you can do whatever you want, princess."

You've never cared for pet names but coming from his lips, you don't mind at all. In fact it seems to make you want him even more the way he says it.

You finally start to pull his boxers down.


Eddie's POV

You've got to be fucking kidding me. This is not happening. No.

Sam looks as annoyed as I feel as she gets up.

"Don't. Move." She says firmly, grabs my shirt and pulls it on.

'That is my new favorite shirt.' I think as she leaves the room.

I blow out a breath as I sink onto her bed.

She's perfect. Just completely fucking perfect. I'm going to keep the image of her on her knees like that in my mind forever. I've got it bad for her but I think she's just as into us as I am. I think. Shit. Is she? She kind of asked me out. We jumped right in to being physical. Is that all she wants? No. She would be avoiding me if that was it. She's got her rules. What's up with all these rules anyway? She said there was nothing that caused them but that's not normal. She's incredible though.

Shit.

I hear Steve's laugh and pull my jeans back on.


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