If I Stay. (Sam Wilkinson fanfic)

Chapter 18

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It's been about 5 hours, and we are still on the road. "You got some chips and soda, or whatever right?" Sam asks. I nod and grab the bags from the back seat, and he pulls over so we can stretch and eat. He goes through the bags, and looks up at me with a smirk and eyebrows raised. "What?" I ask. He lifts the hookah pens from the bag and starts laughing. "I didn't know you did this." He says.

"Well I do, now give me one." I say. He hands me one, and I open it and smoke it. First I do a bane, and Sam looks at me, biting his lip. "Damn you look sexy doing that." he says. I laugh and smoke again, before doing o's. "Let me record you." He says. I roll my eyes, but let him record, as I do more cool tricks. He gives me back my phone and I record him doing some tricks as well. "You look hot doing it." He tells me, smirking. I smile and lean over to kiss him. I put my phone and pen away, and enjoy the rest of the time admiring Sam as he drives.

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It is midnight, and we stopped at a gas station in San Fran to sleep. "We have a little bit to go, but I'm really tired so let's just sleep and we'll get there tomorrow." Sam says. We put all the seats down I'm the back, and move the suitcases to the front seats, and but covers over the seats so we can lay down. Sam brings me closer to his bear chest, and brings the cover over us, and kisses my neck. He goes from my neck to my chest, and is soon straddling me.

He kisses down my neck, to my chest, and drags his soft fingers down my arms, giving me goosebumps. He moves back up to my neck, and sucks on my collar bone, earning a moan from me. He smiles against my skin, as he lifts the end of my shirt. He was already shirtless, so I drag my hands up and down his torso. He takes my shirt off, and stares at my chest. "Damn baby." He whispers, and cups one breast with his hand, over the bra. I hiss, as I arch my back in pleasure. The things this man does to me.

He removes his hand from my breast, and strips of my shorts. He sits there for a minute, looking at my body, as I smirk and sit up on his lap. "My turn." I whispers in his ear, and unbuckle his belt. I pull down his jeans, slowly, and look up at Sam with a smirk. His eyes full of lust and pleading for me to please him. I take them off completely, and sit on his lap as I drag my hand down his torso, slowly, and stop right on top of his now growing bulge under his boxers. "Dammit, with just your touch, you drive me crazy." He moans. I grip his friend and move my hand up and down, earning lots of moans from him. I smirk and kiss him as he pushes me down on my back, with him now on top. "I'm done with games." He whispers. I gulp as he pulls off my panties, and drags his fingers over the area. I grip the sheets underneath as he puts two fingers in me. He pumps in and out faster every second. He puts his third finger in and curls his finger. I arch my back and moan. "God damn babe." I groan.

We get interrupted by Sam's phone ringing. "Dammit." He says. I laugh and tell him to answer, as I put my clothing back on, and there. He has a cover covering his hips down, as he answers his phone slightly annoyed. "Hello. Yea. Dude no we stopped in a gas station cause it's too late. Yes, tomorrow in the morning. Okay bye." He says, hanging up. I crawl next to him and lay on his chest. "We were going to finish what we had started." He whispered in my ear. "But I'm tired. And I didn't want to go that far..." I say in a low voice. "Oh. I'm sorry Marlene I didn't want t-" "No no it's okay. It's okay, just- let's just go to sleep." I say, whispering the last part. He nods and puts on his boxers, and lays down next to me, with his arms hugging me, as we fall asleep.