Page 56 of Love Story

Finally, agonizingly slowly, Sam began to push inside me.I gasped at the stretch and fullness, my fingers digging into his shoulders.

Sam stilled, giving me time to adjust.His eyes locked with mine, filled with a mixture of lust and tenderness that made my heart ache.I nodded, signaling I was ready.

He started to move, setting a maddeningly slow pace.Each thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through me.I clung to him, our bodies slick with sweat as we rocked together.

“Faster,” I pleaded, my voice rough with need.

Sam obliged, picking up the tempo.The room filled with the sounds of our labored breathing and the whisper of skin against skin.I lost myself in the sensations, my world narrowing to just Sam and the incredible things he was making me feel.

I could tell he was getting close.His movements became more erratic, his grip on my hips tightening.I slid a hand between our bodies, desperate to find release.

“Please…come with me, Ben,” Sam pleaded, his voice husky and strained.

His words pushed me over the edge.I cried out as pleasure exploded through me, my body tensing and shuddering.Sam followed moments later, burying his face in my neck as he climaxed with a deep groan.

We lay tangled together, catching our breath.Sam’s weight pressed me into the mattress, but I didn’t mind.I never wanted him to move.I ran my fingers through his sweat-dampened hair, savoring the afterglow.

Eventually, Sam lifted his head to look at me.His eyes were soft, a tender smile playing on his lips.He brushed a gentle kiss against my mouth.

“You’re amazing,” he murmured.

I felt a rush of warmth in my chest.“So are you,” I replied, tugging him down for another kiss.

Sam chuckled, pressing a gentle kiss to my lips before carefully pulling out and disposing of the condom.He flopped back onto the bed beside me, and I curled into his side, resting my head on his chest.

“So much for going slow,” Sam said with a chuckle, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on my back.

I grinned up at him.“I told you we’d go slow later.”

“You did,” he agreed, kissing my forehead.“Though I have to admit, I’m not complaining.”

We lay there in comfortable silence, basking in the afterglow.Sam’s steady heartbeat under my ear was soothing, and I fought to keep my eyes open.

“Shower?”Sam asked, his hand still on my back.

I lifted my head to look at him, a mischievous glint in my eye.“I thought you’d never ask.”

Sam grinned and pulled me in for a deep kiss before we separated and went to the bathroom.The shower was spacious, with warm water cascading over us as we stepped inside.

At first, we focused on cleaning up, passing the soap back and forth.But soon enough, soapy hands began to wander, and cleaning gave way to more intimate touches.Sam pressed me against the cool tile wall, his lips finding that sensitive spot on my neck again.

“Round two already?”I teased, even as I tilted my head to give him better access.

“What can I say?”Sam murmured against my skin.“You’re irresistible.”

We took it slow this time, savoring every touch and kiss as the steam swirled around us.Sam’s touch branded my skin, and I shivered despite the warmth of the water.

“You’re beautiful,” Sam whispered, his lips brushing my shoulder.

I felt my cheeks flush, not just from the shower’s heat.“So are you,” I replied, letting my hands trail down his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath my fingers.

“Stay here with me forever,” he said, his voice low, the words slipping out like a secret.

I stiffened, my hands freezing mid-motion.“Sorry?”I asked, my voice shaky, unsure if I’d heard him right.

Sam pulled back, his brow furrowed, the vulnerability in his expression hitting me hard.“I’m sorry,” he said, gripping his damp hair.“I didn’t mean to… I just got caught in the moment.”

I swallowed, my heart pounding.“Sam, you know I have to go back to Boston,” I said, my voice quieter now.

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