Hey guys! I wanted this chapter to be perfect so if you're thinking that I can't be bothered to update, you're wrong. Because I work hard on every chapter. :) Also, I would like to say that there is a story similar to this one and it is called 'Worthless Gold' by slippedupconsultation. Don't worry, the story is not copied so please chack it out if you want. Here is the chapter.

Sam's POV

I woke up to the feeling of moving arms around me. They felt so warm as they brushed across my skin, making me melt away into them. Slowly, I opened my eyes to see Freddie still asleep with his arms around my body, holding me tightly. And the best of all, we were naked. Oh yeah, me and Benson in his bed, together… naked. I pressed my forehead against his warm chest and smiled, taking a deep breath and enjoying his scent. It was just Freddie. It was perfect. No, it was perfection.

"Morning…" A deep voice spoke and I lifted my head up to see Freddie smiling down at me. He winked at me and smirked.

"Hey." A smirk came across my face and Freddie pecked my lips. I still had his taste in my mouth from last night. Oh, we did stuff. A lot of stuff. To be exact, it was fifteen sex positions and seven orgasms each. Shocked? I'm not even finished yet… We broke the condom, so we had to replace it repeatedly for until Freddie ran out of condoms and we were forced to use our hands and mouths to… let's see, what's the word? Ah, yes. Pleasure ourselves.

Suddenly, a warm hand ran along my curve and onto my thigh gradually. I bit my lip, thinking of what Freddie was going to do next and knowing him, it'll probably be something dull, which was not on my entertainment list. Oh my gosh, how mistaken was I? Freddie's hand abruptly went under my thigh and lifted it up a little, placing it on his own leg, making my leg wrap around him so that I could feel his dick against my clit. Next, he slid two fingers into me slowly, smirking down at me and pumping in and out, gaining speed. To be honest, I couldn't even be bothered to look at his face. I threw my head back and hit the head board, making my head throb a bit, but it stopped as I concentrated on Freddie's fingers inside me. With his thumb, he began rubbing my clit in small circles, pressing down hard and massaging fast.

My grip on his shoulders tightened and my nails dug into his skin as I moved my hands, leaving several red lines down his arms from the scratches that I gave him. I noticed Freddie's face scrunching up as he felt the pain. "Baby…" He grunted, but didn't stop moving his fingers. Instead, he started pumping in and out even faster, noticing that I was about to cum. I didn't care how much pain he was in at the moment. All that I knew is that I was so close to finally exploding in pleasure. I literally felt like my body was off the bed and that I was floating somewhere in the air, having this feeling.

"Oh…oh god…" I moaned loudly and grunted as I felt a familiar feeling explode inside me. I grabbed Freddie's shoulders and pushed myself against him, holding onto him firmly as I came. "Ahh!" When it was finally over, Freddie pulled his fingers out of me and licked off my juices, while I fell back onto the bed, breathing heavily. We were just non stop. Every time we had an opportunity, we took advantage of it and had sex. Not that I'm complaining or anything, I love it. I felt the feeling of Freddie's eyes on me and turned to face him. He was smirking.

"Are you too tired for more?" He spoke in a seductive tone.

"M-More?" My eyes widened. "There's more?" I asked, obviously shocked at the amount of energy that he has.

"Oh, yeah!" He answered, completely nonchalant and waved his hand. "This was just a warm-up." A smirked spread across Freddie's face again. I chuckled nervously and pulled up the bed sheet to cover up my chest.

"Well… I kind of… need to shower…" I said nervously and bit my lip. Wait a minute. Why was I nervous? Puckett's don't get nervous! Freddie simply shook his head and scoffed.

"Shower?" He leaned in to kiss my neck softly, sniffing a little at the same time. "You don't smell, babe." I don't know why, but that made me blush a bit. But seriously, I have to take control.

"Freddie, we only slept for two hours." I began, pulling away and looking into his eyes. "For the rest of the night we had sex. I think that I need a shower." I nodded and smirked at him, pursing my lips. He whined in frustration like a little child which made me roll my eyes. Not so nerdy now, are we?

"Can I come with you?"

"No!" I yelled suddenly, my anger boiling up inside me. When I finally let it out, Freddie raised his hands in defence and smirked.

"Sorry…" I couldn't help but smirk at him. He's so cute. I know that I just yelled at him and everything, but we both knew that I was only joking and sometimes I do need to get my anger out, just to not kill anyone if I store it inside me for longer. Slowly, I got up on my feet and felt some kind of spiky plastic wrappers, lightly digging into the bottom of my feet. Curiously, I looked down and saw over twenty one condom wrappers scattered across the floor, wet condoms laying nearby but in a much neater pile.

"Oh my god!" I exclaimed, disbelieving the situation. Freddie immediately turned his head to me in alarm.

"What is it?"

"Have you seen what's on the floor?" I turned to him and pointed to the floor. He eyed me suspiciously and slowly crawled towards the edge of the bed, looking down and gulping.

"Erm… these are condoms…" He stated the obvious, looking up at me and biting his lip. I just shook my head at him and held onto the bed sheets that were around me. Knowing that they won't cover my body forever because the bathroom is too far away from the bed, I simply dropped them and walked to the bathroom completely naked. "Nice butt!" I heard Freddie call after me and I smirked to myself.

Freddie's POV

I was sat on the kitchen chair, waiting for Sam to come out of the shower. Meanwhile, I was wiping my hands with wet wipes after picking up all of the condoms from the floor and the wrappers. Great, now my hands stink of Nonoxynol-9. It's a freaking chemical used in condoms to kill sperms. Okay, I'll shut up now. Even I have some sort of headache from knowing too much about science.

Suddenly, I heard the water in the shower stop running and turned my head in that direction. I heard Sam stepping out of the shower with a gentle thud and stumble around some more around the bathroom. What was she doing? Probably, getting ready to run out of the shower at 100 miles per hour so that I won't be able to catch her and begin to do stuff again. It's not my fault that she is so fucking sexy! I honestly could never get enough of her. I smirked to myself at that thought and concentrated on the bathroom door. It opened slightly and revealed Sam's head with a smirk on her face. Her long blonde hair was dripping wet and the wetness made her hair look darker. Her foot stepped out of the bathroom and onto the soft, brown carpet in the corridor, followed by her second foot. A short, white towel was wrapped around her perfect body, her hands supporting the top of the towel so that it wouldn't fall down. The look on her face was so seductive. She was so hot right now. What was she trying to do to me? I was turned on as it is, and then she came along and made me so hard that my pants were threatening to burst any second.

"What you doing, baby?" She murmured softly and looked at me from a distance.

"I, err… just, you know…" I stuttered and shifted uncomfortably in my seat as my manhood hardened more. Ugh, I just couldn't keep my hormones under control whenever I was around Sam. Well, from the moment I saw her in prison, she looked older and still as beautiful as she was before. If not, she only got even more beautiful. I stood up slowly, not breaking eye contact with her. Before I even knew it, my hands were on her hips and my body was pressed against hers. "Babe, I need you…" I half spoke, half moaned. She seemed to be enjoying teasing me as her hands were by her sides, not making an effort to place them on my shoulders. She was looking down with a smirk on her face which caused my forehead to be against the top of her head. After a while, she simply shook her head but still didn't look up at me.

"Later…" She spoke just above a whisper, enough for me to hear. That actually got me quite frustrated.

"Now…" I growled softly and tightened my grip on her hips, feeling the fluffiness of the towel and it's tenderness at the same time. I grinded my hips against hers with such force that I was sure she was going to lose balance. But she didn't. She was just hiding her moans. I grinded my hips against hers again, just to show her how hard I was right now. She closed her eyes and moaned softly. Finally.

"Later…" She repeated and I rolled my eyes, holding onto her hips tightly. "Let me get dressed first."

"What's the point? You'll need to be naked anyway." I stated, being a bit confused by her confession. In response, she just sighed and placed her hands on mine, pushing them away from her hips.

"Just wait." Sam looked up at me and raised her eyebrows, giving me the look that I saw a billion times before in high school. I felt her hair tickle my hands slightly, making them wet as the water was still dripping from her blonde curls. The water on the top of my hands was now cold, so I wiped them against my trousers. While I was too busy wiping my hands, I noticed from the corner of my eye that Sam already skipped off into the bedroom and closed the door behind her. I couldn't be bothered to shout after her, so I fell back onto the chair I was sitting on earlier and sighed.

Sam's POV

I do like teasing that nub. He thinks I'm easygoing at this but he is so wrong. Should I continue teasing him, or give him what he wants? Hmm, I do like the size of his dick… might as well give in. Currently, I was wearing a simple grey T-shirt and some old skirt I found which ended just above my knees. I looked like a granny, but who cares? It's not like people will see me, except from Freddie of course, but he won't mind.

Wait… I want food. I'll just go into the kitchen and cook myself bacon. Yeah, food is always better than sex.

When I gathered up my courage, I tiptoed to the door, turned the door knob and pushed it gently so that it would open slightly. Naturally, I peeked through the tiny gap between the door frame and the door to see Freddie sitting on a kitchen chair, drinking something from a cup. How could he just sit there? Maybe he gave up… Well, if he can be so laid back, then so can I.

I pouted and raised my eyebrows, swinging the door open and stepping out of the bedroom confidently. Totally casually. To add the dramatic effect, I sighed loudly and groaned at the end before looking over at the kitchen. "What?" Okay, a little too confident. In response, Freddie just smirked and shook his head, chuckling a bit.

"Nothing." I heard him mutter under his breath and narrowed my eyes at him, going into the kitchen and having a new idea - Maybe I should cook some bacon. Seems like a perfectly good idea to me. I walked over and into the kitchen where I could feel the sexual tension rise into the air like a heavy cloud of smoke from a fire. I shrugged it off and started roaming my hands around the counter, searching for the proper equipment with which I will cook my bacon. Yum. As soon as I found the frying pan and the bacon, I threw the meat into the pan, shaking it around so that it can cook properly.

Suddenly, I felt a pair of hands on my hips, stroking there lightly. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion and then I realised that I was so busy cooking my meat, that I didn't even hear Freddie getting up and coming up behind me. I bit my lip softly as Freddie rested his chin on my shoulder and pressed my back against his front, wrapping his arms around me tightly. This made me smile. The fact that I felt so safe with him, yet I was probably looking small in his arms right now. Next, he gently pushed me to my left so that I was nowhere near the burning frying pan and grinded his hips against my ass. Are we doing this again?

"Uhh.. Sam…" He moaned against my ear as his hands went down to my thighs, gripping the bottom of the skirt and pulling it up slowly. I could tell that he was smirking when I felt his fingers run up towards my clit under my panties. All I could do was moan and throw my head back to rest on his shoulder, not knowing what move he's going to make next. He started rubbing my clit in small circles repeatedly and my moans became shorter and quicker, obviously making Freddie happier and happier. Now I'm wondering who invented sex… maybe a Sex God…

I felt Freddie's heart beat against my back, beating so fast that I could have sworn it would rip out of his chest any second. The heat between us became hotter with every contact we made. I took a second and looked to my left, looking out of the window and into the street. Thank God the people in the opposite building weren't paying any attention, but they were still visible to me, but not me to them.

"Sam…" Freddie growled into my ear and viciously yanked down my panties, letting them rest on my ankles. He pulled up my skirt even higher and held it on my hips, not letting it drop one inch. I heard him rip off his belt and unzip his fly, whipping out my favourite toy. Okay, I shouldn't have said that… or thought it, to be exact.

Freddie placed his penis on a correct angle and slowly slid into me from the back. "Oh God…" The feeling of him inside me again was just overwhelming. This was definitely my much-loved position. He did this once before but this time he was so turned on that he didn't bother starting it slow, he just started thrusting in and out of me as if this was our last time together. My hand automatically went to rest on his outer thigh, feeling his move against me. I moaned louder as Freddie took his hand and started rubbing my clit, using his other hand to hold my hip.

Suddenly, he stopped rubbing my clit and placed his hand on my back, pushing me down so that I was resting on the counter, head buried in some towels which were resting on the counter from before. And then, I felt a pleasurable feeling inside me start to tingle slightly, later lighting up all the way, making me scream out loud. "Fuck! Freddie! Oh… Oh fuck!" Now, Freddie was literally slamming into me from the back and before I knew it I hit my orgasm, screaming louder than ever. I was surprised that the neighbours didn't call the police yet… oh wait… Freddie is the police.

"Sam… you're so amazing…" Freddie managed to moan, thrusting into me until he hit his orgasm. He was mumbling something into my ear after he pulled out of me but I was too… "in the moment". It sounded soothing but I really couldn't be bothered to listen. My head was resting on the counter with my arms scattered around my head, my eyes closed and my lips millimetres apart, trying to catch breath. Little did I know… all of this was going to change. Forever...

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