I ADORE YOU

Chapter 9

Sam arrives on time for a parliament's gala. One day before actually, but keeps busy showing and instructing about the new vaccine created in Russia; making herself sure that they understand and make everything alright.

The day of the gala they couldn't see each other all day. Both extremely busy.

But he waits for her at the entrance to escort her inside. She looks mesmerising with a golden dress, turtle neck, sleeveless. Discovering that the back is almost uncovered when he puts his hand in her lower back after kissing her check hello and guiding her inside. Her hair is in a ponytail, high heels and some diamond earrings. She doesn't need nothing else to look that great. Just as he wearing a blue suit and a black shirt under with a grey tie that makes him look tall and makes his eyes stand out.

The dinner goes as boring as they all always are. But Sam makes conversation to get them both distracted. "In a dinner like this... a while ago, someone told me you are good with your mouth." She whispers at his ear casually as if that's a proper topic while surrounded with all his coworkers.

He smirks and answers "Is that so?"

Sam shrugs "I dunno."

He kisses her there in the spot without a care, tongue and all without a shame. "So?" he asks her once they part.

"I don't think 'the person' meant that just by kissing." She dares to whisper to him out of breath.

He finally remembers and understands "Cat, right?" he asks ashamed.

"Maybe." She says it casually, he hates to not to be able to feel the same. What does he do now? He knows how Sam feels about his affairs with Cat.

"Let's find out, yeah?" she murmurs closer to his ear while a suggestive hand caresses his inner tight. Looking at him out of the corner of her eye. He grabs her hand making her turn and look at him. He rises his brown as daring her and she wastes no time in getting to her feet, saying her goodbyes to the rest of the table while pulling him to the exit.

While they wait for the ballet to bring their limousine, she leans against his chest hugging him with her arms inside his jacket as if being cold. He feels her nose in his neck while she kisses his Adam's apple and murmurs a soft and needy "Touch me, Lou." He obeys hugging her waist and caressing the expanse of uncovered skin on her back, she shivers at the contrast in temperature of his warm touch.

Her delicious smell has him crazy and feeling her lips on his neck isn't helping.

He gets to catch his breath once the limo arrives and they get inside, but as soon as he sits, she straddles him and start to kiss him deeply. All his dreams and nightmares together; to can to touch and kiss, to make her his, but... does he can? Does she want that? As if hearing his toughs but feeling him hesitate she breaths out a "Touch me, Lou." And starts to undo his trousers.

He knows that even when both have drink a few, both are sober enough to keep with this. Still, he just holds her from the waist leaving her do as she pleases pushing down his trousers and boxers in a hurry; enjoying her gasp at seeing his hard on leaking from the tip and caressing it up and down. He has never felt her hand in his cock. Not without any cloth in between.

She pulls at her dress to bare her medium half and aligns herself in his cock to start pushing down. If he wasn't hard before, now it would be impossible, he realizes that she wasn't wearing any underwear.

That's was why her dress looked so smooth over her curves and her ass looked so rounded and perfect. As if that's not alarming enough, the fact that there is no barrier between them is worse.

Theres no condom, she is very wet and is making incredible noises. "Ahh, can't." She murmurs not yet fully seated. "You are so thick." "You are so tight." Both say at the same time and smile breathless over their mouths.