Her body fell limp against the mattress and she tried desperately to get air into her lungs. She stole a glance at Nick, through her hooded eyes and watched him lick his lips, savoring the flavor of her juices that had exploded against his palette.
“I’ll never get enough of that pussy.” He said as he made his way up her body. She wrapped her arms loosely around his neck, welcoming him. She adjusted her legs, so he could better fit between them. He pushed her damp hair away from her face and looked deep into her blue eyes. It had taken them forever to get to this moment, a moment neither of them would ever forget. He kissed her forehead, than the tip of her nose and finally his lips met hers as he drove himself inside of her in one fluid thrust. He stilled himself for a moment, letting her acclimate herself.
She gasped as she held onto his shoulders.
Samantha stared at Nick, sweat dripped from his brow as his arms caged her. His hands were splayed on the bed on either side of her head, supporting his weight. He had made every single thought flee her head and all that mattered was the here and now. She rotated her hips telling him she was ready for him to continue. She needed him more than she had ever needed anything in her life.
Nick pulled the length of dick out, leaving just the tip inside. When she moaned from the loss, he slammed himself all the way inside her filling her to the brim. She was so tight his dick felt as if it was in a vice. It was heaven on earth. She was heaven on earth. He pumped inside of her a few more times before he felt himself begin to lose control. He wasn’t going to be able to hold out much longer, and there was no way he was coming without her. His thumb found her clit, and pressed down stimulating her just enough to send her over the edge. Her walls convulsed as her body shivered and trembled. She found her release and her hands gripped his shoulders so tightly that her nails clawed him. She stilled as he pushed himself one last time inside of her, driving him and his orgasm home. He came violently inside her and only when he emptied his release into her, did he collapse his sweaty body over hers.
After a few moments of panting and getting their bodies regulated, Nick realized he was splayed across Sam as if she was a mattress. He rolled over his head falling back on one of her pillows. He eyed her out of the corner of his eye, watching as she took deep breaths. She placed the palm of her hand over her heart, steadying herself.
Nick took a deep breath before he swiped his hands over his face. What the fuck had he done? Jake’s body wasn’t even cold yet, and he had taken complete advantage of the situation. He heard the rustle of the sheets, and when he turned his head to face Sam, she was laying on her side with her back towards him.
He opened his mouth to say something, but decided against it. Instead, he sat up and threw his legs over the edge of the bed. The silence in the room was deafening and almost unbearable. He grabbed his shorts from the floor and pulled them on quickly. He needed to get the fuck out of there, and quick.
Sam closed her eyes when she heard him work the zipper of his shorts up. She gripped the sheet that was tightly tucked around her body, as if it was a shield. Her brother had died tonight and instead of comforting her family she sought comfort in Nick. She despised herself because of her actions, but it was too late, she couldn’t take it back, just like she couldn’t bring Jake back.
She heard the door close softly, and she sighed heavily. She wasn’t surprised he left, she had expected him to. She closed her eyes and tried to block Nick and what they had done out of her head. She began to think of the days ahead and what they would mean for her family. Would her parents ever be the same? She doubted it. She doubted anything would be the same without Jake. She closed her eyes and pictured his smiling face. Tears fell from her eyes and she turned her face into her pillow and cried over the loss of her brother. She cried for all the memories they shared and the ones they never would get the chance to make.
Nick walked quietly back into Sam’s bedroom. He told himself he should go home, but when he got to the front door, he couldn’t bring himself to leave. She was crying and he knew it was because she was realizing her brother was gone. He gently slid back into her bed. He didn’t speak a word; nothing he said would help anyway. He wrapped his arms around her waist. She hesitated at first, but he ignored her and pulled her tightly against his chest.
They lay like that for some time, staring into the darkness of her room. Eventually they succumbed to their exhaustion and fell asleep in the comfort of one another’s arms.
Chapter Ten