...ftly placed kisses along her jaw line, leaving her breathless as she began to melt to his whim.
Sam's heart fluttered as he began trailing kisses down her neck, making sure to suck lightly at her pulse and collarbone, pausing only to rip off her shirt and throw it in the corner. She never cared much for that shirt anyway.
The bulge in his pants was rubbing against the inside of her thigh. It drove her insane.
He unhooked her bra, and her voice raised an octave as he kissed and licked at her breasts, giving special attention to each rosy nub. His teeth bore down lightly on her left nipple, and she squealed his name, sighing as he picked her up and took her to the floor. He tore off his shirt and stripped to his boxers, pausing while Sam stared at his sculpted chest.
"Shit, Freddie. What kinda punishment is this?" she muttered weakly. He only smirked and hooked his fingers in the waistband of her shorts.
He slid off her shorts, and smiled when he saw the dark wet stain. She wanted him. Badly.
He pressed a finger to her aching clit through her panties, and she arched her back, involuntarily letting out a soft moan.
By now, he was grinning, humming to himself as he slid down her panties and innocently ran his tongue along her slit.