Not Just the Family Business

Lyin' Eyes Smut

Before I could reach the door to the stairs, Sam grabbed my wrist and spun me around. His lips connected with mine. Instead of being gentle and passionate like he had been, Sam's kiss was rough and angry. I tried to push him away, but his strong arms wrapped around me. Feeling the same anger and looking for a release, I kissed him back. 

Sam's hands trailed down my back and squeezed my tush. I squealed in shock. He took the opportunity to deepen the kiss. As he did so, I jumped, wrapping my legs around his body. His hands caught my thighs as he walked forward until my back pressed against the cool wall, which felt good against my sizzling skin. 

I dug my fingers into his hair and tugged at the roots. Sam caught my bottom lip between his teeth, bit down, and pulled it out. A quiet moan escaped my lips as he moved to my neck. I raked my fingers down his back, loving the way he made me feel.

"Bedroom or couch?" Sam nibbled on my earlobe after posing the question.

"Bedroom," I whispered.

He stepped away from the wall and carried me up the stairs. With only enough care to make sure I didn't hit my head, Sam threw me onto his bed. To keep our activity from waking up the other two, Sam closed the door. As he walked back over to me, he took his shirt off. He crawled onto the bed and leaned over me.

"You're sure you want to do this?" He asked, kissing from my mouth to my neck.

"Yes." I breathed the word out.

"Good." Sam pulled his sweatshirt over my head. "I wasn't ready to stop."

Sam grabbed my hand and lifted it above my head. His other snaked under my shirt and cupped my left breast , and I arched my back into him. With our bodies together, I could feel the large bulge in his pants grinding into my womanhood.

Barely breaking the feverish kisses he was leaving on my face and neck, Sam ripped my shirt up over my head and cast it aside. With a devilish grin, he lowered his head and captured my right nipple in his mouth. I nearly screamed with ecstasy as he bit onto it.

For a few moments, he continued to fondle them. As his mouth moved lower, he peppered me with love bites, gently stinging my exposed flesh. When he reached the waistband of my shorts, he rolled them over to leave to marks on each of my hips before pulling them off to reveal a lacy thong.

"Someone is excited," Sam whispered as he moved back up to kiss me, one hand remaining on my dripping slit.

"Just shut up and--" I gasped as Sam applied pressure to my clit.

Sam rubbed gentle circles on my sensitive spot as he chuckled at my lost train of thought. Before he could slip his finger into me, I dexterously flipped us so I could take control for a while.

"Hey!" Sam sat up.

I placed a finger on his lips as I draped my legs around him. I replaced my finger with my mouth and slowly kissed down his body.

"No visible hickeys," Sam said.

"You sure?" I rubbed my tongue in circles on his throat.

Sam laced one hand into my hair and pulled. I winced back but a surge of arousal rushed to my pussy.

"Obey me," Sam growled.

"Yes, sir." I smiled. Sam's eyes darkened.

Once he released my hair, I kissed down his body. I left hickeys on his pecks and abs, gently pushing him back.

"I think you still have too many clothes on," I said as I sucked on his hip bones.

Sam writhed underneath me. "Take my pants off."