Do not cross the line

Chapter 23 - NSFW-

Sitting on the front seat of Sam's car, your head low, fidgeting the hem of your dress with your fingers, you couldn't help it when the smile on your face couldn't be wiped away.

Sam drove the car, wipers wiping the window when there were still raining, thunder beaming further in the city. He leaned the door with his elbow, rubbing his jaw, once in a while looking at your way, seeing how you were suddenly so shy and insecure.

He watched how your fingers played with the hem of your dress, lifting it up a little while you did that, revealing your thighs.

He bit his cheek, looking back at the road.

"That's me." - you suddenly said, Sam quickly turned to look at you, seeing how you pointed the building coming further.

Soon he stopped the car in front of it, both of you still sitting in the car.

"Well... Thanks for the ride. See you on monday." - you smiled softly to him while unbuckling your seatbelt. You opened the door and were about to step out of the car when Sam grabbed your wrist.

"Wait."

You turned to look at him, seeing hurt and sadness in his eyes, when the frown on his face made your heart break.

You waited.

You waited for what he wanted to say to you.

Cars passed by, the engine of his car still quietly humming when you two just stared each other.

Suddenly you jumped on each other, you trying to get as close to him as possible what it was on the front seat of his car, you cupping his cheeks to your hands while he put his hand behind your neck when your lips connected, eagerly tasting each other.

His body was pulling you toward him, it was like a magnet and you wanted to get as close to him as possible.

The quicky you made in the elevator from the blind of lust, wasn't enough. You wanted to feel his naked body against yours, to feel his lips all over you, his hands roaming every single curve and crook what was in your body.

You wanted to feel how his muscles tensed when he lays top of you, how his lips make a journey on your body, leaving marks also to other places than your neck.

You loved how he was rough and demanding on the elevator, but you wanted also him to be slow and passionate, taking his time when he enters you, making everything to last as long as possible.

You pulled away just a little, panting hard while your hands were still on his cheeks, looking deep into his eyes while he stroked gently your hair on your neck.

"Come upstairs." - you whispered, rubbing his cheekbones with your thumbs, seeing a smile appear on his handsome face.

Sam quickly turned off the engine, while you were already jumping off from the car, slamming the door close behind you while running in the rain to the top of the stairs to the front door of your building, your hand digging your keys from your bag.

Soon you heard Sam's steps when he ran the stairs up, skipping few steps to reach you faster - and get off from the rain.

When you manage to open the door, you felt his hands on your waist, and soon you were turned around and immediately his lips were against yours again.

Still holding your keys in your hand, you circled your arms around his neck, answering his kiss, while hopping up to his lap, his hands confidently taking hold of your ass, while he stepped inside to the building, as you told him which floor to head to.

If you thought what happened in the elevator was good, words couldn't describe what it was to have sex with Sam in the bed.

He was just like you hoped for.