Him

Chapter 15: Help me

I sifted through the sea of see through and cleavage revealing shirts in Charlotte Russe. Did anything just cover? Maybe a solid shirt? "What about this?" Sam asked holding up a shirt. "Love, that's Too small, and the cleavage is too revealing. Sam Looked confused as he scanned the shirt. "No see the lace up goes-" I stopped him midway and laughed. "Baby, the laces go in the front." Sam smirked a bit and tried to hide the mischievous smile creeping up on his face. I quickly punched his arm and blushed as I looked around. He laughs and looks at me innocently. "What? What'd I do?" I took the shirt and set it down... then looked back at it. I did maybe want to try something new....

"You're too fucking scared."

Those words rang in my head as I began grabbing a total of 10 scandalous shirts and skirts. I smiled at Sam and pulled his hand into the dressing room with me. "Let's try something new." I said as I began to take my shirt off. "Um what? I'm not complaining but what's up?" I looked down as I pulled my pants down revealing my pink bra and matching panties. Sam got quiet for a moment and watched as I adjusted myself. "Take a picture, it'll last longer." I said as I stuck my tongue out at him. His face went red as I saw his eyes scan my body, looking down from my toes, all the way back to meeting my eyes. All of the confidence in the world builds up inside of me as I smirk at him turn around and bend over slowly to pick one shirt to try on, I purposely scoot back so that I'm grinding against Sam softly. "Nina, we're in a dressing r-" I look back and smile. "I'm trying clothes on Sam, what're you talking about." I push back and put a little more pressure on him as I continue to mess with the complicated shirt. "Of course you could always move if you're uncomfortable." I say not looking back at him. I felt Sam move. He's going to leave isn't he?

Sam placed his hands on my waist, pulling me closer leaning in to kiss down my back soft and slow. I didn't think he'd actually do this...

I felt his warm breath against my skin as he whispers and rubs my waist back and forth. "Come on Nina, don't stop, you were doing something. Don't let me distract you."

I tried my best to sound as if my breathing was stable. I arched my back and moved back pressing the back of my body against his. I was moving my hips from side to side as I slipped my shirt on. Sam pulled me by the waist closer to his crotch. My face burned as I run my hands down his body feeling his bulge through his pants. "Oh, baby, what's that down there?" I asked innocently. A low groan escaped Sams lips. "Why don't you find out?" Sam asked in his sexy low toned voice. This sent shivers down my spine and I felt my lips begin to tremble as I turn around facing Sam. "Why should I?" I asked smugly. In an instant Sam was against my neck and my ear whispering in a low growl. "Don't start the game if you don't want to finish it baby. Easy as that." Before I could answer Sam had slipped his hand over my panties rubbing me slowly. I couldn't help but moan. "You're right... I... I'm sorry." Sam pressed his fingers down not moving them, leaving me standing on my tip toes begging him to continue. "What is it you want Nina? Tell me." No words came out of my mouth. I wanted him to continue, I wanted him to so badly. Sam pressed harder and gritted his teeth.
"The. Words. Now"
"Please Sam..."
"Please... what?"
"Rub... rub me please."
Without hesitation Sam began moving his fingers up and down aggressively. My body tensed up, and I couldn't help but grab at him. His back was my scratching post and I did everything in my power not to press my hips against his hand. "You like that baby? It's what you asked for. Don't start what you can't finish." I nodded my head. This side of Sam... my mind was blown and I didn't want him to change yet. I wanted to see him like this more.

"Use your words." Sam said as he bit my ear.

"Y-yes..."
"Good."
He moved his fingers under my panties and I jumped as I felt his warm skin rub against my most sensitive areas. Our lips were glued to each other as I sucked on his tongue. A burst of confidence boosted me to make a quick decision to slip my hands under Sams jeans pulling them down and wrapping my hand around his length. Only one thought came to mind.

One hand was not enough.

I ran my thumb over his tip moving my hand up and down slowly. Sam bit my lip... hard. "Fuck" he whispered as he slowed his hand. I felt my body begin to shake in pleasure. I tried to keep myself calm as I began to move my hand, then both hands up and down faster and faster. Sams mouth opened and I smiled on accomplishment as I heard the low groans he let out in attempt to keep quiet. His free hand was locked around my waist leaving an imprint.

"Baby...I..."

As I felt my body get close to its breaking point, my phone rang. Sam and I ignored it until the lady working in the front knocked on the door.

"Excuse me ma'am. We need you to turn your phone off. Or leave." Sam and I both stopped. Both of us attempting to keep quiet. "I'm so sorry I'll take care of it right now." I picked my phone up and put it on silent. Who's calling? I thought. I looked down and saw that it was Alyssa. I rolled my eyes and almost tossed my phone when I got the text.

"Nina, help me. Please help me. I'm sorry please help me. It's Matt. I need help. Please."

My heart stopped and Sam looked over. "Who is it?" Sam asked. "Alyssa" I whispered. "Ignore her then. What she said yesterday is unforgivable. You didn't deserve that." Sam says holding me. "You should finish getting changed. I'm sorry I got distracted." Sam said sheepishly.

"No Sam. I was right."

"Yes Nina it's ok rub it in my face."

"No, Sam look." I showed him Alyssa's text. His face went serious and he took my phone and he began to text.

"Address, now"

Within a minute we got a text back.

"Yellow grove Park."

"That's over 2 hours away!" I said horrified. "Nina, it's alright. Let's go. Now" I dropped the clothes and got changed quickly.

We left everything in the changing room and ran out of the store, and the mall, the ladies yelling at us for leaving such a mess. My heart was racing, and I was running out of breath thinking about all the things that could have happened. I held Sams hand as tightly as I could while we ran to his car. We got in, buckled up and Sam got the car started as I texted my mom that I'd be a little late tonight

What did Alyssa get herself into...