Rose Water//DiCaprio

12

Dreaming.

Samantha convinced herself that she had been dreaming. However, if you convince yourself that the sky is purple, it doesn't make it true. The sky is still blue.

And Samantha's reality was still her reality.

Waking up the morning after felt unreal, for when her eyes fluttered open, she met with the eyes of Leonardo, laying in the bed across from her.

"Hi." He said, his raspy morning voice incredibly attractive.

Samantha smiled softly, not saying a word, and only letting her eyes do the talking. She had never felt so many things for someone, let alone wanted so many things from someone. After yesterday, she began to crave the thought of Leo, crave his scent and his touch.

The man stood up, running his hands through his hair like he had done the night before. Standing tall in only his plaid printed boxers, Samantha's breath was sucked away at the sight.

"You're um...you're not wearing..." She stuttered.

"I'm not wearing pants!" Leo said with a grin, dancing around in a silly manor. Sam giggled and fell back into the pillows.

"Are you ticklish?"

Samantha's eyes widened. "No." She said quickly, knowing she was.

"Are you sure?" He asked in a deep voice, walking towards her bed slowly.

Sams eyes widened and she quickly pulled the covers over her head.

Less than 30 seconds later, a full on tickle war had begun. Samantha was screaming in laughter, and Leo was laughing because of her laugh. It was a beautiful sight, the two of them on the bed, laughing the harder than they ever had.

Ten minutes later, they were completely tired out from the war. The 19 year old girls head lay on the 44 year old mans chest, listening to his heart beat, as his hand ran up and down her back.

"This is the most comfy I've been in a long time." Leonardo announced, causing Sam to smile shyly.

"Me too."

She looked up at him, and he looked down at her, and as their eyes met it's like the two couldn't hold it back anymore.

Their lips connected like two puzzle pieces, perfectly cut for each other. Sam crawled on top of Leo, her hands wrapped up in his hair. Their kisses grew sloppy, and soon Leo's lips traced down Samantha's jaw, leading to her chest. The actor left a few hickeys as his lips traveled around her body, causing the girl to moan. He smacked her ass lightly while his lips reached her sports bra, kissing around the fabric.

"I've wanted this...since you sat in my lap yesterday." Leonardo groaned, not disconnecting his lips from Samantha's soft skin.

"I've wanted this basically my whole life, I win."

Samantha could feel Leo's hard on through his boxers, considering she was sitting right on top of him. Hormones ran through her body like a gazelle running away from a lion.

"Fuck." She moaned as he squeezed her breast with his hand while still caressing her with kisses.

"I have a little...problem, princess." He said, looking at the spot the Samantha was sitting.

Samantha chuckled under her breath. "It's not little at all."

Leo raised his eyebrows at the girls response. "How were you so shy and innocent yesterday?"

"Oh, babe, I was shy, but I've never been innocent."

Samantha slid down off of Leo's lap, placing her hands on the boxers fabric and pulling them down. She almost choked when she saw the length spring up. She had expected it to be big, of course...but not that big. She took it into her hand and pumped it slowly.

"Don't...don't tease me." Leo groaned, clearly wanting to cum, and wanting to cum fast.

Samantha placed her lips around the thick, long, member. She sucked slowly, gradually speeding up as time went on. The sweet taste of precum hit her tongue, making her excited for the final event.

"Fuck, princess, faster..." The man begged, vulnerable to anything at the time.

After a minute more of hard, fast work from Samantha's mouth, Leo released inside of it with a loud moan.

"Samantha."

"Yes?"

"I think I'm obsessed."

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Daddy DiCaprio is coming soon ;)