Dreams (Sammy Wilk )

Chapter Eight

Cassie's POV:

His hands clench in my hair as he moans and groans, lifting his hips to push further into my mouth, to the back of my throat. "Fuck baby girl, that feels so good." He groans as I gag and pull my head back up, swirling my tongue around his tip.

We both look towards the door as it opens, Paige walks in; typing away on her phone. "Hey Sam, a friend is- woah what the fucking fuck guys?!" She shrieks, covering her eyes and turning around which results in her walking into the door.

"You walked in on us," Sam laughs, I flush red in embarrassment and stand up, scrambling for Sam's t-shirt to cover myself. "Fucking cock block." He mutters.

"Oh my fucking God, I'm sorry, continue," she rushes, walking out before quickly popping her head back in, covering her eyes still. "Uh Sam there's somebody downstairs waiting for you." She tells us before closing the door behind herself.

I cover my hands in embarrassment, groaning. Sam laughs, putting in his boxers and jeans. I reach for the hem of his t-shirt that I quickly threw on, to take it off, but he shakes his head and shifts uncomfortably in his pants.

"You look hot in it, keep it." He smirks.

I laugh. "And let you walk around half naked?" I ask before pausing to think for a few moments. "Actually, that doesn't sound so bad." I wink and unbutton his jeans, deciding to help him out with his problem.

He sits back down, pulling his jeans down to allow me to take his hard on into my hands and begin pumping my hand up and down around him. I pick up my pace, not wanting Sam's friend to be waiting any longer. Finally, when he does release we clean ourselves up and kiss for a final time.

"Thank you." He grins and slaps my ass on his way past to the door.

We head downstairs, hand in hand before stopping; seeing Paige straddling Nate's lap, on the couch, making out.

Sam clears his throat, trying not to laugh. "I guess we're kinda even now." I laugh, dragging Paige off his lap and into the kitchen whilst the guys chat.

"No where even near, I had his tongue in my mouth..not his dick." She scoffs, a permanent blush on her cheeks.

"Shut up." I shove her shoulder playfully before reaching into the cupboard for two cups.

"You didn't tell me he had a hot friend." She hisses, whacking my arm lightly as she jumps up onto the counter and watches me make two hot chocolates for the both of us.

"Well I didn't know you'd suck his face off within five minutes of knowing him." I laugh.

She rolls her blue eyes at me, dismissing me with a wave. "Oh please, he made the first move."

"Liar." I tease, making her blush even more.

"Well anyway, how did that all come about?" She asks, gesturing to the next room.

"What did what all come about?"

"...you know...you giving Sam head," She whispers, giggling like a little school girl. "Which, by the way, will scar my mind for life."

I laugh, stirring the hot chocolates. "Oh I'm so sorry you were too stupid to knock first," I sarcastically reply, making her roll her eye dramatically. "But I don't know, it just...happened." I shrug, biting my lip.

"Whatever, you two loveee each other." She teases, poking my rosy cheek.

I laugh it off, sure that I'm not falling for Sam any time soon.

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