Sammy led me by the hand and steered me into his bedroom. He quickly pushed me down on the bed underneath him, and proceeded to remove both my shirt and my shorts.
He stood above me taking off both his t-shirt and his jeans and quickly repositioned himself over me. His deep brown eyes stared into mine as he smiled. He leaned down and placed the most delicate kiss on my lips. He gripped my hands in his as he pulled them both over my head. I could feel his hips grinding against mine in a slow and torturous way. He continued to kiss me softly and sensually. It felt genuine, it felt sweet. Nothing like the usual Fuckboy Sammy who only cared about cumming first.
He took his sweet time in making me feel comfortable and loved.
It was too weird. And too slow. My need for him was demanding and it was urgent. I need him fast.
"Ugh, Sammy, why don't you just fuck me already!" I groaned against his lips.
"Because babygirl. I fuck bitches, but I'm gonna make love to you." He whispered with lustful eyes. I had never heard Sammy use the word 'love' in a sentence. The only time he said it was to brag about how he didn't believe in it.
He left a trail of small kisses along my jawline and down my neck. His lips were addicting. The way they knew exactly what to do to drive me insane didn't help to do away with my frustration.
Sammy kissed all over my body and made his way back towards my lips. This was too much. This was more intense than any other time because of the different sensation I was getting from this other version of Sammy.
"Sam, please," I begged. "I need you inside me."
He looked back into my eyes as a smile danced around his lips. He kissed me once again and pulled back, "Okay babygirl. Your wish is my command. But first," He held out his pinky finger for me. "You gotta promise, no games for tonight. Let's do this right, for the both of us. I think I'm gonna explode if you leave me hanging again." He smiled.
I let out a small laugh. "I promise!" I twisted my pinky with his, and Sammy pulled our fingers against his lips and placed a sloppy kiss on them.
"You're mine for tonight, and I'm gonna make sure you're mine for every night after this." He whispered before pulling down his boxers and putting on condom.
He positioned himself so that he was straddled between my bare thighs, the tip of his dick pressed against my entrance. He slowly slid inside me so that I could feel every hard ridge of his shaft. He stayed inside me for a moment as he pressed his forehead against mine before sliding out and thrusting deep inside again. I arched my hips wanting to take him deeper and deeper with each thrust. We moved faster and faster as I felt my release begin to build deep and powerful inside me. I groaned in pleasure as he thrusted in and out harder and faster each time. Sammy's hands tightly gripped my hips as I raked my nails down his back. Sammy dug his fingers in my sides as he plunged deep inside me one last time making us both reach our climax.
He collapsed on top of me panting.
I wrapped my arms tightly against him not wanting to let him go, and already knowing that it was too late to stop my feelings for him.
And this new side of him was all to blame.
I could feel tears brim in my eyes as I realized I was just another one. I wasn't THE one. Just another one.
And soon he would leave me here to collect myself as he strode around downstairs looking for his next prey.
This was why I never wanted to involve myself with Sammy, because I knew that nothing good could come out of it. We could never be anything more.
And that thought broke my heart as I realized just how much I loved him.
I let go of Sammy and he laid right next to me with a goofy grin on his face.
I stared straight up at the ceiling trying to blink the tears away.
I couldn't stand being next to him any longer, especially knowing that he was probably already thinking of moving on to the next girl.
I rushed out of bed and gathered my clothes.
I did my best to cover myself as I ran out of his room, leaving a shocked Sammy behind.
