*Lemon warning*

Chapter 8

Bella

Sam's warm hand was gripping mine as he walked me into the lobby of the hotel by the beach. His hand was huge, in fact all of him was huge, he was built, and he stood heads taller than me. He made me feel tiny. I don't know if that is why I felt so secure and so attracted to him, or if it was something else. All I knew was that I had been a virgin for far too long, and now I had no vampire telling me no. I was going to enjoy my night with this dark eyed stranger.

We reserved a room with few questions asked, and even if there had been a whole conversation between Sam and the staff member behind the counter, I hadn't heard. I was far too focused on the way Sam looked now that I could see him in better lighting. He had a strong jaw with light stubble, his skin was a deep chestnut color, and his hair was jet black. He looked at me for a second and smirked, he must have caught me staring, but when I got a better look at his face I was struck by how beautiful this man was. He had a sharp nose, full lips that were turning me on more and more as I continued to take him in, and high cheekbones indicative of his obvious native blood. It was his eyes that I couldn't look away from though. They were a caramel brown with a darker, chocolate brown on the rim, they were smoldering with intelligence, secrets, and kindness. I don't know how I could tell those things about him right away, but it definitely started in those eyes.

"Ready?" He asked, the way he said it, it seemed like he was both asking me if I was ready to go up stairs and at the same time checking to make sure this was still what I wanted. It was, I don't know if it was because of the alcohol, the exhilaration of being away from the hell my life had been the last few years, or if it was just that I was going insane, but I really, really wanted this, and I really wanted this with him.

I nodded and we made our way to the second floor to room 211. He scanned the key card and opened the door. I noticed every little detail of his every movement, I was getting nervous. I could feel the butterflies flutter in my stomach as I walked into the cozy hotel room. It was a small room with the ugly curtains and stiff blankets that seem to be in every cheap hotel. Suddenly Sam moved from where he had been standing by the doorway, and stood in front of me, and my attention was once more captured by him.

He reached out towards me and took my bag off my shoulder, gently setting it on the floor beside the bed. Wordlessly he turned his eyes back on me. I felt so open to his view, he was undressing me with his eyes, and I knew it. Slowly he leaned down to kiss me and my lips trembled in anticipation. He ran his fingers up the edges of my cardigan, once he got to the neckline he brushed it aside and it slipped down my shoulders and off my form, all while he had been kissing me.

I felt as inexperienced as I was when just the feel of his hot, calloused hands brushing up the bare skin of my arms made me let out a quiet moan. I had chills and every part of me felt alight and alive as he continued to kiss me. His lips were masculine and a little rough, but he kissed me luxuriously, taking his time to memorize my mouth as I memorized his in return. Kissing this stranger was the most incredible thing I had ever felt. He was filled with raw passion and intensity and I couldn't be more excited by him. I gripped his muscled arms and pulled him into me, desperate for him to be closer.

When I felt his lower half pressed against mine, I was reminded of the fact that we were not here simply just to kiss. He trailed his lips across my jaw and down my neck which I had instinctively bared to him, and I swear I heard him growl quietly then left little nibbles as he went. Some of the nips were harder than others, and I moaned out loud when he bit me particularly hard. I didn't know that biting was something I would be in to, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't like the pain.

My moan had brought a whole new reaction out of Sam as his hand moved up my back, underneath my t-shirt. He pulled away for a moment, holding his hands still for the first time since he had first touched me.

"Are you sure this is what you want?" His eyes were serious as he spoke. My heart sped up and I could feel myself get wetter than I already was. He was a gentleman, and that mattered. I was glad that I was with him, I needed this. I needed to feel desired, to be lusted after, and he was perfect for the job. His stare was still on me, imploring me to give him an answer.

"Please…" I whispered, I was nearly speechless, so it was all I could manage. He seemed to understand what I wanted, because his eyes lit with fire and suddenly he was all over me all at once. His kisses turned rough and before I knew it I was standing in only my bra and panties. They were solid black with a lacy trim. I was thankful that I had put the effort into a matching set this morning.

Sam was still wearing too many clothes, I thought. I gripped his shirt and lifted it over his head with his help. He picked me up, causing me to wrap my legs around his hips, he flipped me over and his erection pressed into me for just a second before he laid me down on the bed. I was shameless as I gripped him to me, my nails digging into his skin.

He continued where he left off kissing, sucking, and biting down my neck and at my collarbone, he gave no warning before he'd discarded my bra and licked my nipple. I gasped in surprise as it hardened, begging for more of his sultry attention. His lips curved in a smirk when he heard me gasp and held my gaze as he first bit down gently, then watched my reaction as he bit down harder and roughly pinched the other between his thumb and forefinger. I moaned without holding back and felt as I began to drip in anticipation for all of the things he was going to do to me tonight. I heard him take in a deep breath and groan, he closed his eyes and kissed down my stomach, his fingers still keeping up their ministrations on both breasts.

Sam nudged his nose into my cloth covered sex before ripping my panties completely off of my body. He tentatively licked me at first, gauging my reactions before he licked me bottom to top and then fucked me with his tongue. "Oh god…" I trailed. He took that as a sign and pushed one finger between my dripping folds. He curled it into me and watched as I began to unravel under his ministrations, my legs were beginning to shake from the pleasure he was eliciting from me.

He pulled my hands, which had been tugging at the sheets, and put them in his hair. He curled his hands around mine, silently encouraging me to show him what I was feeling… what he was causing me to feel. Once my hands were firmly planted in his hair, he pushed down on my hips with one arm to hold me in place, and returned his other hand to my entrance where he pressed two fingers inside me and pushed me relentlessly towards an explosive release.

I was still lying down on my back, trying to catch my breath when Sam climbed up my body and kissed me square on the mouth. I tasted myself on his lips and between the knowledge of where he had just been and his hard on pressing against me, I was ready to continue finding bliss with this insanely sexy man.

Sam let me flip us over so that I was straddling him. My wanton center pressed to his denim covered hardness and we both released moans at the already intense feeling. My hair cascaded around us as I leaned down to kiss him. I bit and sucked on his bottom lip for a moment before moving to his strong jaw. I paid extra attention to his Adam's apple, nipping all around it and eventually made my way to his broad chest. I looked up at him suddenly nervous and brought my bottom lip between my teeth.

"Fuck, do you even know how sexy you are?" He asked, pulling me up to kiss him again.

When he released me from his kiss I slid down his body, letting my pointed nipples drag across his skin as I went. There was nothing like the sensation of his skin on mine. I tugged at his belt and he hurriedly helped me remove it. I unzipped his pants and was surprised to find that he hadn't been wearing any underwear.

I blushed deeply as I caught my first look at his impressive length. Oh my God… he's huge, I thought. How could it possibly fit? I immediately grew very nervous again, but I wanted to make him feel as good as he'd made me feel, and I wasn't about to make him go without. I gripped him with one hand, loosely at first, then leaned down to lick the head, he groaned and his eyes closed. I looked at him as I continued to pleasure him. He was easily the most handsome man I had ever seen. He lifted himself onto his elbows and reopened his eyes. He looked at me curiously and I realized that he must have felt my stare. I wonder if he could tell that I was a virgin? I hoped not.

I tightened my grip and pumped my hand a little faster. He moaned, falling back on the bed and squeezing his eyes shut. I liked feeling like I had this power over him, that he wanted me and the things I could do to him. I flattened my tongue and licked him base to tip, I made it sloppy so that I could use the wetness to work him faster. He hands snaked down and his fingers sought my nipples. They pinched and twisted my hard tips as I brought him closer and closer to his climax. "Mm fuck, Marie," He mumbled right before he came, shooting his cum into my mouth. I swallowed it all and looked at him once more.

I fully expected a refractory period, but apparently he didn't need one. He pulled me up until my hips rested just above his dick which was still hard, and my lips were even with his. He crashed our mouths together and grinded against me grabbing my ass with both hands so hard it hurt a little, but I loved every second of his rough passion.

I let out an almost inaudible squeak as he flipped us over so he was above me and his dick was pressed against my slit. I wiggled, needing him to finally push inside me. There was all of this build up and now I was beyond thought with the need for him to fill me up. I whimpered in want, trying to get myself closer to him, and to my body's fiery demand.

He smirked, seeing me nearly beg him for what I wanted, but instead of giving it to me, he said, " Last time..I just want to make sure you want to do this with me tonight. Once we start I don't want to stop…" Rather than answer him out loud, I grabbed his member and guided it to me. "God damn it girl," he said "I don't have a condom on me, are you on the pill?" I nodded yes and he thrust himself into my anxiously waiting body.

He was huge and tears came to my eyes as I felt him stretch my body to accommodate his size. Sam's eyes were shut and I know he was concentrated on the feeling, so he didn't see the tears that had welled up, or that my face was slightly contorted in pain from the discomfort. He started to move inside me again, starting slowly. It was uncomfortable for a bit after the pain had resided, but then all at once it became the most breathtaking thing I had ever felt.

I felt whole and I needed more. I pushed my hips upwards into his and moaned "faster," he met my request with a pleasured groan. He tilted my hips, then pulled on of my legs up over his shoulder as he continued to thrust into me. He grabbed one of my breasts with the hand that wasn't holding my leg up and leaned forward to kiss my lips, then my neck. The weight of his body pressing on me as he did this sent me into a heated craze.

"Harder," I breathed out, begging him to give me what I needed, even though I wasn't sure quite what it was. He knew exactly what it was though. He lifted my other leg above his other shoulder and pounded into me almost animalistically.

"Fuck." He growled, " Oh fuck me, you're so tight." My only response was to continue my mantra of "oh god, oh god," as he pushed me over the edge for the second time that night. My pussy clutched him, beckoning him further into me. This only made him fuck me harder, and all I could do was mutter incoherently and hold on to his thickly muscled thighs. He was so rough that we were slowly moving up the mattress, and soon my head was hitting the headboard. Sam didn't stop, and I didn't want him to. He just bent forward, and put his forearm between my head and the wood to soften the blow.

Having his forearm behind my head meant that he was putting more of his weight on me again, it stretched my legs even farther and gave him more leverage to push into me even deeper. I saw stars and screamed out my pleasure. His thrusts became erratic and he came inside me just after I had cum for the third time.

We stayed connected for a moment, both of us trying to catch our breath while our bodies hummed with leftover pleasure and contentment. Eventually, he pulled himself from me, and I wanted to cry out at the loss. He yawned and laid down beside me, he pulled me to him, nuzzled through my hair to my neck, breathing deeply.

"That was amazing Marie." He told me. I blushed, having forgotten that I'd given him a fake name. I felt bad now for being dishonest with him. But I couldn't deny it. It had been absolutely fucking amazing.

Before I knew it, we were both passed out asleep, our limbs a mess between us, still naked with just a white sheet to protect us from the cool air of the night.

Author's note:

*sighs and blushes all around

Just wanted to give ya'll a heads up... I am writing final papers for my classes (I also work full time) so there may be a few days before the next update, but I will be back to normal after that! I actually have a vacation next week so I will have some more time to write!