iBeautifulDisaster

Chapter 15: iCan'tCatchABreak

Chapter 15: iCan'tCatchABreak (updated spelling and grammar)

Original A/N: Fair warning: adult themes. Like.... a.d.u.l.t. themes.... Okay, continue.

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SAM POV:

The following morning, I woke up before our alarms, attempting to shift but hindered by a weight pressing on my stomach. Opening my eyes, I found Freddie still asleep, us maintaining the same cuddling position from the night before. In his serene state, devoid of worry and stress, he exuded stunning handsomeness, his innocence captivating. Contemplating my own sleeping visage, I wondered if traces of my past misdeeds would be evident, or if, like Freddie, I appeared equally innocent. My husband - the term increasingly resonated with me, igniting a rush of happiness in my heart. How fortunate to have found my soulmate, envisioning our entire future together, from navigating adulthood to raising children and growing old side by side. Love, though fragile and demanding, proved immensely rewarding, encompassing everything. I hadn't realized the depth of such profound love and human connection until Freddie bestowed it upon me, loving me unconditionally despite my flaws and past actions. His unwavering presence filled a void I hadn't known existed, and I knew he would always be there for me. Tilting my chin up, I tenderly kissed his lips. Stirring from his slumber, he reciprocated, deepening the kiss as he awoke and pulled me closer. Drawing back, he met my gaze with a heart-stopping smile, causing my heart to race.

"To what do I owe the best wake-up call in the world, Princess?" he inquired.

"I just...wanted to," I replied with a smile.

"Well, I'll never decline a wake-up call like that. Ever," he affirmed with a grin.

He drew me in for another kiss that had me hot with need. He pulled me on top of him so that I was straddling his waist. I could feel his hardness pressing against my thigh. It was enthralling. I have never felt his manhood pressing against me before, but we've never been in PJ's making out before either. Paper thin fabric compared to jeans... it was so... different.... exciting even. It had me moaning into our kiss.

"Samantha" he breathed out, "if you keep making those noises, I will not be able to control myself." He said.

"And if I don't want you to control yourself?" I returned in my own sultry voice, which I didn't even recognize, as I pulled his bottom lip into my mouth. Holy shit I need this. I started grinding against him as our teeth were smashing together hungrily.

He pulled away too quickly, and I whimpered. I actually fucking whimpered.

"Baby...seriously, don't make those noises and say things you don't mean because I'm about two point five seconds away from ripping your clothes off." He stated while tugging at the hem of my shirt.

"So do it," I stated boldly. Feeling more and more confident. The way he looks at me makes me feel so beautiful. I helped him pull my shirt over my head, completely bare-chested in front of him. His eyes went dark with lust as he trailed my body and pulled his bottom lip in between his teeth, admiring my body. He's so hot, I can't stand it. I tugged at his shirt and he took the hint and pulled it over his head. It was my turn to admire him.

"Please Freddie." I didn't even know what I was begging for at this point, all I knew was that I needed it. And I needed it NOW. He flipped us over and devoured my lips again moving to my neck and down to my breasts. He pulled my nipple into his mouth and started swirling his tongue in a way that was almost too much to handle. I have never felt this kind of pleasure before. I moaned out his name as he moved over to my other nipple. He was roaming every inch of my exposed skin that he could. He started to pull off my pants and my panties went with them. When he ripped them from my body he started trailing kisses down my stomach until he met my very wet, and throbbing with need, center.