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I breathed a sigh of relief as Jodi walked out the room.
"that was close," Sam murmured, voicing my thoughts.
my hands gripped awkwardly around his sheets, and after a moment Sam joined me in bed.
he wanted to say something, I could tell. but I already knew what he was going to say, I knew where this was leading even as my heart beat out of my chest. after brief hesitation, I reached a hand up to grip the front of Sam's shirt, scooting closer so that I could kiss him.
Sam froze, and for a moment I worried that I'd misread the situation. but then he leaned into it, brushing one hand behind my head to tangle his fingers in my hair. his other hand rather tentatively rested on my upper thigh.
I put my hand over his, pulling away briefly to mumble a reassurance. Sam sighed softly, moving his hand down to cup my cheek. "I knew there was something special between us," he muttered before kissing me again. his leg hooked around mine, pulling me closer. his hands pushed up my shirt to explore beneath, so slow and hesitant but at least for him, I was patient.
his lips brushed down to leave wet kisses down my chin. I couldnt help a short moan as he so delicately sucked on my neck, to which he responded with with a half whispered "shhh... my parents."
I bit my bottom lip, momentary thoughts of moving this to my farm quickly driven away as Sam's hands found my nipples, pulling them gently and brushing his calloused fingers over the nub. I ducked my head to press against his chest, determined to muffle my gasps between his shirt and the sheets.
he kissed the top of my head, rubbing my back beneath my shirt. "let me pleasure you," he muttered, still a little awkward but now mostly driven by lust. "you just focus on staying quiet."
at my nod, he pulled on my nipple briefly before moving his attention to my thighs, taking off my jeans which I helped kick off. his hands brushed my inner thighs, occasionally rubbing against the slowly forming tent in my boxers. at which point I had to physically bite down on a couple fingers, unable to prevent a small whine.
Sam left soft kisses down my navel as pulled off my boxers. once they were discarded he left similiar kisses along the head of my cock. I pulled on the sheets with my free hand, turning my head to muffle a low moan into the pillow. I preemptively bit down on the corner, which turned out to be the right move as Sam wrapped his lips around my tip. I gasped sharply, baring my teeth through the fluff as I tried to focus on anything else.
eventually my hands found his hair, pulling on it gently and cupping his face. god he was so beautiful, especially with his lips wrapped delicately around my cock. he bobbed his head slowly, just a little amateurishly. his attention was elsewhere, obviously, but occasionally his eyes would flicker up to meet my gaze and I'd just melt.
eventually he pulled off, kissing back up to my neck and chin. I turned my head so I could kiss him directly. the bitter aftertaste of my precum was still left on his tongue, which I sucked on briefly to illicit a moan from him that made him pull away. he somewhat distractedly put an arm behind my back, reaching over me to fumble through his dresser. upon finding some lube he grabbed onto it, kissing me briefly as he slammed the drawer shut. while he was hastily kicking his jeans off, I snatched the lube from him. if only momentarily, taking matters into my own hands.
I poured more than a generous amount onto my hands before discarding the bottle. Sam pressed his forehead against my shoulder, his breaths already quick and his sweat staining my shirt. he moaned quietly as I palmed his cock, stroking him slowly and ensuring I thoroughly coated it with lube. that, and I enjoyed triggering his breathless and desperate moans whenever I gently squeezed it just right.
eventually he seemed to grow impatient enough to roll back on top of me, briefly intertwining our fingers to get his own coated in lube.
he carefully spread my legs apart, already rubbing the lube along my entrance. he kept his gaze entirely on mine, making sure I was okay as he pressed in the first finger. the second slicked-up digit entered just as easily, and he began scissoring me open while I noticeably struggled to stay quiet. Sam gently cupped my cheek with his free hand, which I put my own hand over and decided to focus on that- the weight of his hand and his adoring gaze.
though, that got pretty difficult to focus on as he pressed in a third finger, especially as they pressed on my prostate. my breath hitched and I moved Sam's hand to cover my mouth, moaning into it. he kept his focus on that bundle of nerves for a few delicious moments wherein I positively struggled to keep quiet- gripping the sheets, arching my back, but mostly just muffling my moans with Sam's palm.
he removed his fingers eventually, leaving my ass to desperately clench at nothing, albeit not for long. he carefully positioned his cock at my entrance, his tip already poking at it. he brushed a few fingers through my hair. "I love the sounds you make," he admitted quietly. "but..."
I quickly reassured him that I know, and I was trying to be quiet. I gently kissed the palm of his hand, meeting his gaze for a few moments.
he seemed comforted, as he leaned in to kiss me deeply while he started slowly pressing in his cock. most of my initial moans were stifled by his lips, but he soon had to pull away with a few shaky breaths. he laid his head on my shoulder, gently sucking along my neck while he fully pressed himself in.
I pulled sharply on his shirt, both of us breathing pretty hard. after a moment he started thrusting, slowly at first but desperation soon making him speed up. all the while his fingers curled through my hair or covered my mouth.
his free hand found it's way to my cock, pumping it in time with his thrusts if not a little faster. I moaned rather desperately between his fingers, thrusting a little into his hand as much as I could. I pulled his hand away so I could gasp properly, trying to focus just on breathing. Sam moved his hand back to gently pulling on my hair. I pressed into his hand instinctively, my breaths shaky and inconsistent.
Sam kissed me again, leaving my moans free to be stifled. but his kisses were brief, constantly pulling away to kiss elsewhere on my face, or just watch me so desperate as I was with a gaze laced with lust.
"you're so handsome..." he murmured, his voice thin with a much-better concealed desperation than my own. a presumed side effect of living with a nosy mother.
I just whined quietly at the compliment, pulling him close to me so our bodies were flush if not for our shirts. quickly catching on, Sam hastily pulled off his shirt before clumsily unbuttoning mine. once unbuttoned he pulled the rest off, only momentarily struggling with the long sleeves before tossing it aside. he rubbed his hands up my chest, one going back down to stroke me while the other circled my nipples. he leaned down to suck on one, delicately pinching the other. I bit my lip, echoed in how he rolled my nub gently between his teeth. I moaned his name softly, roughly pulling on the nearest pillow to stifle myself. he dragged the flat of his tongue across the delicate skin, so when he pulled away it was wet with saliva and my own sweat. he only kissed me briefly before giving the same treatment to my other nipple, so easily drawing out reluctant moans and gasps.
my eyes darted nervously from Sam to the door, which I only then noticed had been left open. there was no way Jodi hadn't heard us if she were still nearby- it was probably for the best I couldnt see far outside the room at the angle I was in.
then Sam was kissing me, passionate and long, and my worries practically melted away into his soft lips and strong arms. he pushed one arm beneath my back, pulling me close so our bodies were flushed together.
I forced myself to steady my breathing, focus on something beyond his warm skin pressed against mine, or the relentless yet gentle pace he fucked me with, or how perfectly he squeezed my cock but- I soon failed in trying to stay distracted, cumming into his palm while desperately moaning his name, hardly muffled by the pillow.
perhaps it was hearing his name moaned, or my ass clenching around his cock, but either way he wasnt far behind. he pulled out enough for cum to splatter against my skin, though some still landed inside.
I felt lightheaded and my ears were ringing, only kept to reality by Sam kissing me and holding me close. I leaned into his chest, quite happy to merely listen to his breathing for a while before booking it back to my farm.
but instead of letting go, he simply whispered into my ear "I'm going to be thinking about this night for a long time..."