Two months later;
Sam grinned up at me and squeezed my hand before looking out at the sea. "Today has been good, Owen. Thank you," she murmured, tiptoeing to kiss me.
I wrap my arms around her waist and kiss her back. "Are your parents home tonight?" she asked, barely moving her lips from mine and she tugged her fingers through my hair.
"Nope." I kiss her more.
"Good." She grabbed my hand and tugged me to my car. I blinked in surprise and followed behind her.
"What are you doing?" I ask her, grinning.
"You'll see." she smirks. Once in my car, I drive back to mine and look at her expectantly when I park in the driveway. She gets out and then pulls me with her up into my house. She shut the door behind us when we were in my room and pushed me down onto the bed. She crawls on top of me and kisses me - hard. I blinked in surprise before kissing her back and pulling her closer to me.
She deepens the kiss and then sits up, pulling her shirt off and throwing it to the ground. I wrap my arms around her and kissed her deeply. "Your turn," she muttered, tugging my shirt over my head and smirking. I groan and squeeze her hips. She grinned against my neck and ran her fingertips down my chest.
"Tease," I breathed out as she kissing along my jaw to my lips.
We shed the rest of our clothes, I put on a condom, and we 'make love'.
Trying to catch her breath, Sam rolls onto her side and smirked at me. I pull her against me. Her fingers link through mine as we looked at the ceiling, both of us comfortable with the silence. Her head rests on my chest with her arm draped around me and I'm rubbing her back.
She kissed my chest and smiled up at me.
I smile at her and brush her hair away from her face. Before she could say anything, my phone vibrated on my desk. I groaned and pulled Sam closer to me, burying my face in her neck.
"Owen," she murmurs. "You should get that."
"I know," I muttered against her neck. "But I don't want to move." She grabs my phone and hands it to me. "Hello?" I grumbled.
"Hello to you, too," Jake's cheery voice filled the silent room.
"Dude, you had to call now? Really? It’s like 11 at night."
"Someone's grumpy," he said, not fazed at all. "Wait... Didn't you have a date with Sam tonight? How did it go?"
"It was great and why are you calling now anyway?"
"Wanted to make sure you didn't mess up," he teased. "I was going to come around tomorrow morning. That okay?"
"Yeah, thats fine, but make it like noon or something."
"Okay. Bye." He hung up and I threw my phone on the side. I smile at Sam and peck her lips.
She grinned and rested her head. "I might doze off," she warned, yawning.
"Its okay," I smile. "I might too."
Fifteen minutes later, both of us was asleep. In the morning i wake up and smile. Sam is still where she was when we fell asleep.
"Morning," I grin, rubbing her back.
"Morning," she murmured, pulling herself closer to me and kissing my chest. "Can we stay like this today?" She mumbled, rubbing her eyes.
"We can for awhile."
With a small chuckle, she kissed along my shoulder and up my neck. "Maybe a little longer than a while?"
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Our Last Secret
Ficção AdolescenteSequel to Dirty Little Secret: Must read Dirty Little Secret first Pushed to his limits, Owen is left out on his own to deal with life without his best friend.