I ADORE YOU

Chapter 14

Something is wrong and Sam knows it the moment she looks at Lou's figure through the terrace glass door. He is pacing the room with his phone to his ear and his hands gesturing shapes in the air.

She follows him all the way through the house to his office once she has finished her yoga session. He is still on the phone. Is he working on Sunday?

She looks at him from the door frame, then goes to sit on a couch closer to him but not wanting to intrude in the heated conversation that he seems to be having with someone.

So, she decides to better stare at him, he's wearing joggers, a t-shirt, barefoot and is hair a mess like he just got out of the shower and didn't have time to brush it. He usually gets dressed in slacks and button-down shirts, all formal and professional, hair neat just as his shoes. But this look suits him, Sam decides in that moment.

"It can't be. You fix it, that's what I pay you for." And then he hung ups throwing his phone on the desk and leaving himself fall heavily on his chair. Obviously mad with whoever that was on the phone.

Sam has never seen him like that, stressed, angry and his hands together touching his upper lip. As planning an evil plan. Pfff Sam thinks to herself. He doing evil things is not a possibility, he's an angel.

She gets to her feet and walks to the back of his chair placing her hands over his shoulders. His muscles are tense, he's stressed. So, she massages and that seems to take him out of his thoughts. He rises his head to look at her. She smiles at him and he smiles back but the smile doesn't reach his eyes. It's her mission to help him through that stressed moment.

Besides... to watch him like that is... hot? sexy? She rubs from his shoulder to his neck and hair. He lets her but doesn't seem to relax. She keeps going stroking from his chest, neck, hair and face.

"Please stop Sam." He asks her taking her hands stopping her.

She stands to his side with a pout. "Don't be mad at me; I haven't done anything to you, I'm trying to help." He just shakes his head. She kneels between the desk and him; takes his hands pulling for him to watch at her.

"It's just big problems in the office luv. Let me think yeah." He asks her letting go her hands.

She keeps staring at him, he looks so... "Can I have a good morning kiss?" She tries to pout blinking flirtatiously. He looks at her and ignores it all. She thinks no, no, no, you won't ignore me. She leans her head on his lap hugging his hips.

As she gets no reaction, moves her nose around and looks up at him, he looks away from her face as she caught him looking at her. That's a game then. She kisses and bites his tights and tummy, he makes room for her to get between his tights and reach him better. Sam taking advantage lifting his t-shirt and kissing there, leaving some marks too.

She continues pulling his waistband down a bit until she feels him; wow, so he IS paying attention. She rubs at his hard on with her thumb and he shudders out a deep breath.

She follows the outline with her nose and sees a wet spot over his joggers; right where the head is. Curiosity is killing her and well, she'll blame the hormones for what she's about to do. She pulls the waistband lower and lower until she can take a good hold of his cock.

He has his head thrown back and eyes closed. So, she kisses it from one side to the other all the way up and down, then kitten licks, it's no bad, doesn't taste weird. Once up over the head she licks it and tastes a bit of saltines but nothing bad. Opens her mouth and sucks at the head as a lollipop.  Mmm interesting.

"Sam don't..." He softly pushes at her shoulder.

She looks at him shocked out of her concentration. "Why? Let me..."