Page 8 of Sam's Forever
Me – Thank you for the invite. My family and I’d like to accept.
Ally – Yeah, that’s fantastic. Granda will be over the moon.
Rubbing at the ache in my chest, I ask her for a favour.
Me – Can we keep this between the two of us for now?
Ally – We can, but know that you’ve been missed. How many should I book rooms for?
Me – Just a family room. It will only be my wife, our daughter, and me.
Ally – I’ll sort it and send you the details. I’m very excited to finally meet you.
Me – And me you.
We leave it at that. I’ve got about five months to come to terms with the fact that I’ll be seeing my family again for the first time since I’d been sent away. Not that I blame them for that. I was a fucking horrible little shit.
Slipping into bed, I wrap my arms around my wife and tug her gently against me. She grumbles a bit, then relaxes back into sleep. It was a long time before I went to sleep. Long-forgotten memories tumbling through me had me wondering what reception we’ll get. I’d check with Uncle Sean in the morning and get his thoughts on whether this is a good idea or the worst one I’d ever had.
CHAPTER 5
ALLY
Life is back to being even-keeled since Sam took charge and told the parents to butt out of the wedding.
‘I love that man.’He always puts me first, no matter what, even the chance that he’d upset our mothers hadn’t deterred him. I’ve always wanted a love like my mum and dad’s. I’m so happy that I’ve found it.
Bren, Jeanie, Ellie, and I have everything organised and a comprehensive list that’s getting ticked off faster than expected.
Today I’m going with Bren to have a look at the hotel, as I’m the only one who hasn’t seen it yet. She warned me it looks rough as most of it is being stripped out, but that I’m not to worry; she’ll make sure it’s done in time. Not that I have been worried about what it will be like. I know my sister-in-law-to-be, and if she said the renovations will be done in time for the wedding, then the renovations will be done in time.
She’s a powerhouse in a tiny body and somehow makes life look easy, even though I know hers is chaotic most of the time with the number of companies she runs. I’m not sure how she keeps on top of it all; I only run two, and that’s more than enough for me.
“Hey, beautiful, are you nearly ready?”
At Sam’s voice, I look up from the spreadsheets I’d been working on and find my man standing in the doorway, hands gripping the frame above his head, muscular arms bulging in the way that always makes me want to bite them, and a small sliver of belly showing where his T-shirt has ridden up.
Biting my lip, I wonder if we can put off leaving for a half hour or so.
“Baby, you need to stop looking at me like that,” Sam says huskily.
Running my eyes back up his body until I meet his warm brown eyes, I tell him, “Then you shouldn’t pose like that. You know what it does for me.”
Sam chuckles and lets his hands drop from the doorframe and walks over to me. Pulling me up from my chair, he threads a hand through the back of my hair, tugging my head back slightly while the other grips my hips.
“Fucking love you, Ally, not sure how I got so damned lucky,” Sam professes.
“Mmm, that goes both ways, handsome,” I purr. Standing on my toes, I fit my lips to his in a kiss. A kiss that starts off slow and sweet but quickly heats up. My hand slides under his shirt to the smooth, warm muscles of his back, and I dig my nails in as his warm hands slide up my bare thighs and under my skirt. Gripping my thighs, Sam lifts me up. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I grind down on the hard cock that’s pressed up against me.
Turning, Sam walks us back to the door and closes it, pressing me up against it so that my back rests against the door as he devours my mouth. Gasping, I pull my lips from his, arching my neck as his lips trail their way down it to my chest. I’m thanking the Lord for elasticated summer dresses as he tugs the top of mydress and the bra underneath it down and under my breasts so that he can get his mouth on me. Taking a nipple into his warm mouth, he purses his lips and sucks hard. A tingle runs down my body with each tug, right to my centre, and another whimper leaves me as I rock against him, trying to get relief from the ache in my centre. I was close, so close.
“Sam?” I whisper.
“Let go, baby, there’s nobody here but me and you.”
“Need you in me,” I plead. One of Sam’s hands leaves my hips as he works at his pants, and before I know it, he’s surging up into me, filling me like only he can.
His mouth comes back to mine, and he takes my mouth in a hard, bruising kiss as I start to come in small pulses that grow and grow with every hard thrust of his cock filling me up until I explode around him, gripping him hard with my internal walls. A keening wail leaves the back of my throat as Sam, with a deep groan, comes on one last long, hard thrust.
