What Should Have Been

Part 33

AN - Something I think a few of you have been waiting for ☺️😏

Connie's lips collided with his as his hands slipped down to her waist holding her close. She pushed the coat from his shoulders until it hit the floor of the hallway. Her hand moved behind his neck as he dropped his down to her thighs, running against her bare skin.

She felt herself stepping backwards until Sam cornered her against the wall. A hand pushed to the wall while the other continued to hold onto her waist. Connie ran a hand over his chest before holding onto his shoulder.

The kiss was desperate and passionate, something they had both been yearning for since they'd seen each other again. Connie felt him press his chest to hers as she pulled him closer, the moment becoming so much more. Sam moved his hands down her body reaching for her thighs. She was pulled away from the wall as he lifted her up, her legs wrapping around his waist.

Connie moved her hands to his cheeks as she kissed him desperately. They remained close to one another before Sam moved through the hallway towards the stairs. Connie wrapped her arms round his neck as he wandered upstairs, his hand pressing to the small of her back holding onto her.

He reached the top placing her down as they wandered into the bedroom, stumbling slightly with one another. Connie didn't want to lose contact with him the entire time as she held his hands leading him forwards. Sam's hands moved to the bottom of her blouse slipping underneath to press against her skin, stealing her breath.

Connie gasped at the temperature of his hands on her flesh. Sending chills down her spine as she deepened the kiss once again. Her hands moved to the front of his shirt undoing the buttons, trailing her fingers over his chest. She pushed her hands into his shirt, running over his shoulders helping remove it from his body.

Sam dropped his arms letting it fall before resuming his place on her hips. He continued to kiss her before feeling her hands move around his neck again. Undoing the buttons to her blouse, he let it hang open to reveal the black lace beneath and toned stomach she possessed. Her figure had always done things to him but this sight was something he had never been able to prepare for properly.

He wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her tightly into his chest. She broke free from his grasp, removing her skirt before pushing him back towards the bed. He fell down breaking from her lips for a second before she pushed herself down onto him. Their lips crashing together again as his hands roamed her body. She undid his belt before sliding his trousers from his legs.

Sam's hands moved to her thighs as she crawled further up his body, straddling his waist. The kiss had calmed, but was now full of emotion. Sam pushed the blouse from her arms until he held it, discarding it to the floor. Pushing up from the bed, he moved a hand into her hair kissing her carefully.

Lifting her up he turned, pushing her down to the bed leaning above her. His lips pushing to her neck as small moans escaped her lips. Her phone began to ring from the bed beside her as she laid her hand down trying to find it. Sam beat her to it, picking it up seeing Hansen's name on the screen. Quickly he ended the call throwing her phone to the floor. Connie didn't fight as she wrapped her arm back around his neck.

He ran his hands over her collarbone and down her arms taking in every inch of her body. Connie felt her skin tingle beneath his touch not being able to imagine it feeling this good. Sam ran his hands down the curves of her waist before brushing over the lace material of her underwear.

She felt him smile against her lips before breaking momentarily. "I love you." Connie moved a hand to his cheek before pressing her lips against his. She spoke breathlessly against his feeling his hands still on her legs. "I love you too." He looked down at her beneath him for a moment before she pulled him back to her lips.

After a few moments Connie's grip tightened around his back as he pushed into her gently. Sam's lips pressed to her lips as she tried keeping her breathing steady. They'd both wanted this for so long that it almost felt strange to finally have it. Connie moved a hand to his cheek lifting his lips back to hers.

Sam continued to thrust into her, Connie keeping her hands pressed to his back. Everything was forgotten in that moment. Whether spoken or not, it didn't matter all that did was this moment. Connie moaned against his lips as he moved faster.

He dropped down to the bed beside her as she caught her breath back. He turned to look at her before she pushed a hand to his chest seeing his grin. Sam caught her wrist pulling her onto her side to face him. "I love you-" "So you said Strachan." He smirked as she kissed him quickly before leaning on his chest looking down at him. "Not sure if that's as good as I remembered it to be or not-" "Well that's one way to bring a man's mood down-" "I'm joking..."

She smiled down at him, his hands placed delicately on her lower back as she rest her head to his chest. "I wish we could lay her all day-" "Well we have about... Two hours before you promised my daughter we'd be there to pick her up." Sam smiled placing his lips to the top of her head at the thought. "And we will be..."

The pair remained lazing about in the bedroom for the remainder of the afternoon, chatting and laughing. "Sam you have to come to the consultants ball with me-" "Connie it's really not me thing." She turned around from the end of the bed raising a perfectly arched eyebrow. "And it's mine?" "Yes-" "Really?" Sam had a pensive look as he considered it. "Actually... You and socialising, maybe not Con."

He dodged a book that she threw from the table before laughing. Connie knelt on the edge of the bed as they began to fight with one another. Sam held her wrists laughing as she tried to manouver her way free. "If I promise to come, will you stop trying to kill me with books?" "Maybe-" "Then maybe I'll come." She rolled her eyes as Sam laced his fingers through hers. "Fine, I won't try to kill you with books-" "Or anything else-" "Or anything else..."

He smirked pulling her into his chest. "Then I'll take you to the consultants ball." "Oh you'll take me now will you Strachan?" He smirked mimicking her eye roll before pressing her back against the mattress. "Yeah, I'll take you... Problem Mrs Beauchamp?" Before she could speak he leant over her kissing her gently leaving a smile on her lips. He noticed the time before pulling her up from the bed. "Come on, lets get Grace home then we can have pizza-" "Do you always think of food?" She left the room letting him pull her hand as they went.