Two weeks later…
Sam and Billie were holed up in another motel just two towns over from Billie's own hometown. The two had become pretty close and Sam had been teaching Billie more about his life and how to protect herself. She picked up the shooting pretty easily and soon became almost as good a shot as Sam. While their days were spent with Billie in training or the two of them doing research, their nights were spent in each other's arms.
One night after Sam and Billie had made love and were lying in bed, Sam's cell phone rang. Kissing her head he then rose from the bed and grabbed his phone from the table. "Hello.", he said and looked to the bed where Billie had wrapped herself deeper into the covers. Hearing the gruff voice on the other end, Sam blew out a breath. He deliberately hadn't talked to Bobby since the day they buried Dean. "Hey son, I wanted to check in on you since I haven't heard from you in so long. How are things going?" Sam could hear the concern in Bobby's voice. Sam runs a hand through his sex tousled hair, "I'm doing good Bobby. I met someone on a job and she's great." Bobby grunted on the other end of the line, "Son you know how dangerous our life can be. I wouldn't recommend a relationship. You know what happened in the past." Sam bristled, "You know….I'm damn tired of being treated like a kid. You do it and Dean did until he was gone." With that last statement Sam slammed the phone down and stalked into the bathroom.
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I soon heard the shower turn on after Sam slammed down the phone. I wasn't sure who he had been talking to or what they had been discussing. I threw the covers back and padded naked into the bathroom. I gently pushed the curtain back on the shower and stepped inside. Sam heard me but he didn't raise his head from the spray of the hot water. I watched as the water sluiced over his firm body. I reached out and trailed my finger over his tanned back, "Sam, are you ok?" He grunted and turned around to pull me against him, my breasts crushed against his abdomen. "I am now.", he answered simply. I slid my hands down his back and over his bottom, pulling him more closely against me. I could feel him grow hard against my slick body. Leaning in, I kiss his chest before taking one nipple into my mouth and nipping gently with my teeth.
Sam sucks in a breath and brings his hands to the sides of my head. He buries his fingers in my hair and pulls firmly, removing my mouth from his nipple and causing me to look up. My lips parted as I looked into his darkening hazel eyes and watched him lick his sexy lips. I wanted to nibble along his jaw and suck my way down his neck. Sam stared down at me for several seconds before he crushed his lips down on my own. His teethe grazed my bottom lip and I let my hands travel from his bottom, over his hips, until I found his hardness between us and I wrapped my small fingers around his length. He was hot and hard in my hand. The water caused him to be slick and I let my hand travel up and down his length. I smoothed my thumb over his tip and felt an extra slickness there, indicating that he had a bit of pre cum there.
I break from our kiss and again look up into Sam's eyes. I bite my bottom lip and then begin kissing Sam's neck, making my way down his body. The water is still pouring over us, still hot and wonderful. Sam threw his head back as my mouth neared his hardness. I took my time, licking the light trail of hair there just below where his pants would have sat. My hand continued to work his length until finally I couldn't take much more myself and I hovered just off of his tip. I look up at Sam and lick my lips, watching him and I slide my mouth onto his hardness. Sam growls low in his throat and reaches for my head. He places one large hand on the back of my head and begins working me along his length at the speed that he enjoys. I wrap my lips over my teeth and whirl my tongue over him. Sam begins to push forward into my mouth until he hits the back of my throat. Soon he increases the speed and I cup his scrotum in my hand, pulling it away from his body gently. Sam throws back his head and I feel his release hit the back of my throat. I close my eyes and enjoy the feel of him throb in my mouth. I swallowed and then let him slide from my lips. Sam reached down to help me to my feet. "That was amazing.", he all but purred.
I picked up my loofah and lathered it up. I began to lovingly wash Sam's body. I didn't talk for a bit and then as I continued to wash him I said, "Sam, I don't know what that conversation was or who you were talking to but I'm a strong woman. I want to be here for you if you want me to be." I didn't watch Sam's reactions, not really sure how he would feel with me being so intimate. We hadn't discussed our relationship really. We had just been taking it day by day, which was fine with me but I also wanted Sam to know that I was open to more if he was. Sam placed his finger beneath my chin and lifted my face until I was looking up at him, "Billie, I want to share this with you. Can we talk when we get out of the shower?", he questioned. I nodded my head and allowed him to take the loofah from me. He washed my body and then we turned off the water and climbed from the shower. Sam towel dried his hair and then ran his fingers through his hair, tousling it around a bit while I combed my own with a comb to remove the tangles.
Sam slid on a pair of boxers and I grabbed one of his shirts and pulled it on. I found Sam sitting at the table when I came into the room. He patted the chair closest to him and I went and sat in it, folding one leg beneath me as I sat. Sam reached and pulled my chair even closer. I watched the emotions swim across his face. Soon he spoke, "That was Bobby on the phone. Bobby is…was a close family friend and sometimes raised us when my dad wasn't around." Sam had told me all about his dad but I was just now learning about Bobby. I sat patiently listening as Sam rubbed his fingers over my hand in his. "I haven't talked to Bobby since the day we buried Dean. He called to check on me. I told him about you and that I was doing well. He warned me that with our lifestyle that relationships didn't always work. I just really didn't want to hear it so I hung up." I reached up with my free hand and smoothed it over Sam's stubbled cheek. He leaned into my palm and let me comfort him. "Sam I told you that I was a strong woman and I mean it. I found it crazy at first that there were such things as demons but I accepted your explanation. Why don't you call Bobby and have him come meet me?"
Sam looked at me with damp eyes, "You don't even know what happened in the past. Why Bobby would say that." I shook my head, "It doesn't matter. The past is the past and I'm not the women of your past." I sit forward and kiss Sam's lips and he lifts me gently from the chair and places me in his lap. I straddle his hips and face him, burying my hands in his shaggy hair and kissing him even more deeply. Sam's hands rested on my bottom and I could feel him grow hard again between the twin layers of our underwear. Lifting me slightly he slid my panties off and I kicked them to the floor. Reaching between us I freed him from his boxers and rose enough that his tip was at my warm entrance. I slid easily down onto his length and groaned as he stretched me to what seemed to be the limits. Sam kissed me firmly and began moving me up and down his length. Soon he broke our kiss and looked at me quietly for several long seconds. As we reached the beginning feelings of orgasm Sam leaned in and kissed me gently five or six times. Just almost quick pecks on the lips but his eyes were lidded with passion. "Billie I….I love you." I couldn't believe what I was hearing but I would definitely take it. Increasing our speed, I answered him, "Sam I love you too." It was then that we crashed over the edge together and then I fell into Sam's arms.
He held me for several long seconds without removing himself from my wetness. He then lifted me easily and carried me to the bed. Sam promised to call Bobby tomorrow and we would go to see him. He wanted him to meet me as much as I wanted to meet the man that was sometimes a substitute father to Sam. Sam fell asleep before I did and I lay quietly, running my fingers through his soft hair and watching him breathe softly. I counted myself lucky even if he had some crazy issues from his past. I never dreamed I would have such a strong, handsome, sexy man in my life. With the last thoughts on my mind of him telling me that he loved me I soon fell asleep.
