(Carly's POV)

I go up the stairs after her. Making sure nobody was watching me. Sliding up the stairs in a bluff and slithering motion. As if I was a snake sliding through the prairie looking for its prey.

But I don't need to look for her. I know where she is. Her silhouettes letting me know that she is standing at my desk.

The door clicks as I close and bolt it behind me. Sam's body not moving, as she was expecting me.

"What's this?" She asks, her backside still facing me. Her hand holds up my toy. My "special" toy. The pink plastic shines like the neon beam outside the building, as its hold next to the lamp. Her finger playing with the on/off button setting off the light buzzing sounds contributed by the vibrations.

I sense my face smolder. Turing a different shade of red with each passing second. "Uhh…umm…it's my…" I try to think of a good excuse. "Back massager."

Sam lets out a manic laugh. Like she knew I was lying. That she knows what I use it for. Knowing that I dream about her doing those things to me that I do to myself. She throws the toy across the room. Turning around with the same hunger filled eyes as mine. Only greater. Like I was the last piece of pizza and she was fighting my toy for it.

"You won't need that anymore." She licks her lips in a circle motion. Walking towards me with her hips rocking back and fourth in a seductive way.

"Whatever you sa---"Sam interrupts me. Her lips sucking away at my lips. My mouth filling up with her juicy tongue. Moving it in away that was new and exciting to me. Driving me crazy. "Wow, you're good." I say as our lips break apart.

"I had a great teacher." She smiles, pulling me closer to the bed. The same bed we spent many nights together. Sleeping together, wrapped up in each other's arms. As one.

Now it's the same bed, where the magic will take place. Where Sam and I will officially become one. Her lips making a trail of wet kisses from my lips, down my neck, slowly and softly. Stopping a few inches away from the cleavage sticking from my shirt.

I sit her down on my bed and start doing the same. Only this time I clutch onto the edges of her shirt. Pulling up so inch by inch of her body is revealed. Virgin fair flesh at my fingertips, for me to dig into like Sam digging into a cheeseburger.

Her black laced bra hypnotizes me. Something that I never thought I would see Sam wearing. My chest feeling like it's going to disintegrate open as Sam eyeballs me with a haughty, yet sexy look.

"Are you going to take this off me or am I just going to watch you salivate all night?" She leans back, sticking out her chest.

All I let out is an "Oh" as my hands begin to quiver. Stumbling over them as I try to undo the front. My body temperature rising as the bra begins to separate.

"It's like you never saw a pair of these before." Sam chuckles, mentioning what I will refer to as, her "puppies."

"I have….just….not on you." I stammer.

"Yes Carly. I'm a girl."

"We'll see about that." I kiss down her chest. Giving it small quick licks, spelling out the word 'I love you' as I make my way down. Her back hits my bed as I start to unfasten her jeans. Having an easier time doing this then the bra. Her legs slither out of them looking like long branches when they are uncovered.

My hands reach up and hold onto the sides of her white panties. Pulling them down, only to stop when I notice the writing on black sharpie on the front.

"I love you Carly and will always will."

I feel my face start to blush as my fingertips runs through the writing. The sound of her faint laughter mixes in perfectly with her heavy breathing. Kissing the words softly.

Sam's fingers wrap around the sides and pull her panties down. Leaving her completely naked in front of me for the first time. Her legs opening up inviting me in.

I take my time. Kissing her inner thigh. Tickling it lightly. Making my Samantha beg me to stop teasing her. I do let up eventually. Finally going in. Letting my tongue taste everything that makes her so great.

Her breaths become faster and faster. Gasping for the next bit of air to run through her. Sam's hands run through my hair as she cries my name out.

I don't know how long it's been since I began. It feels like forever until Sam yells out my name with a cry for the final time. I lick my lips clean and sit up.

Sam was crawled up in a ball. Her thumb brushing against her lips as her eyes lay perfectly closed.

"Sam." I say more to myself then her. Covering her up with a blanket, I kiss her cheek before going back to the party.