Chapter 26

Bella:

Sam had my body alive and wanting, pressed up against the passenger's side door of his truck. His heated, masculine hands ran up and down my sides, his thumbs lightly touched the underside of my breast through my shirt for the briefest of seconds before trailing back down to my hips. A chill went through me in the most delicious way and despite my best efforts a little moan slipped out.

We were still in public and the sane part of me wanted to keep quiet and wait to do this until we were somewhere more private. The Bella sex vixen that Sam had awoken in me couldn't care less about where we were or who was watching. Sam liked my little moan, if his responding growl was any indication, so I couldn't bring myself to be embarrassed by it.

My fingers which had, until this point, been tangled in his cropped hair, started a journey down his neck, to his broad shoulders, all the way down to his tight ass. I squeezed and pulled him ever closer to me, neither of us broke the kiss for even a second.

I needed air, so I pulled back the smallest amount possible, and sucked his bottom lip in between my own and gave it a nibble. Sam returned the favor and another rush of excitement flowed through me.

"Damn it woman, get in the truck." Sam growled out as he put me down and opened the heavy, metal door for me. His actions were abrupt and normally I might think I had done something to upset him, but I could see it in his eyes, he wasn't mad, he wanted me. I felt giddy, Sam made me giddy. It wasn't something I ever thought I was capable of feeling, especially since my life had become ensnared with Edward's, it was freeing.

"I can't think straight when I can smell you like that." He explained. His dark eyes were intense with a near dangerous fire dancing in them as he looked at me. I couldn't quite read the look he was giving me, but the mystery only drew me in more.

"Uh… well did you want to go by the book store?" Sam asked, clearing his voice. I had completely forgotten about the bookstore. I really wanted to see if they had a specific book, ironically it was a fantasy novel about witches and werewolves, although who knows, at this point I wouldn't be too surprised to find out real witch magic existed too. It was a series I'd been reading and I only had one book to go. I'd been having trouble finding it, and hoped that the book store here would have it.

I nodded and smiled sheepishly when I realized that Sam had been waiting on my answer. I could feel my cheeks get warm and knew they were red. Sam didn't mention it though, he simply smiled and put the truck in drive to take me across town to the Book Port.

When we got to the shop Sam let me know that he was going to check in with his pack and that he'd come find me. I was content to look for my book and then wait for him to come back. After awhile of searching I finally gave up and asked the store clerk. She looked it up in her system but unfortunately they didn't have the book.

"I can order it for you though. It only takes a few days now!" She told me excitedly, it turned out that she had been reading the same series, but hadn't gotten as far. We geeked out together for a minute and I did my best not to spoil anything for her. Her name was Amanda, and she seemed really sweet. I instantly felt like we could be friends. It wasn't long before another customer needed help with something and she had to go, so I made my way back to the shelves to browse.

When Sam found me perusing the shelves, I told him about the book and he seemed genuinely happy that we would have an excuse to come up again in about a week. He took my hand in his and walked us out to where we'd parked and helped my clumsy self up into the truck.

His hands on my body felt incredible and I was instantly turned on again. I leaned down from where I was sitting in the passenger seat to briefly kiss his lips before he closed the metal door and went around to the other side. I had no idea I could physically want someone so much, all the time. I was falling for him, way more than I had expected to, and far quicker than I should.

As soon as Sam was settled in the driver's seat we sped off back down the 101 towards home. He rested one hand on my thigh with the other one on the steering wheel. The ride was quiet even with the loud sexual tension surging between us, and I was feeling so light that I wanted to bring the mood in the truck up to my level. I thought music would be good so I opened the glove box to check for CDs but there weren't any there.

"Where do you keep CD's?" I asked when I saw Sam watching me curiously out of the corner of his eye.

"Jacob borrowed the case I usually keep in here. I've got Dance Gavin Dance in right now, I don't know that you'd like them. We can just listen to the radio if you want?" He suggested.

"I'm not really into a lot on the radio." I scrunched my nose up at the thought of all the commercials. "I've never heard of Gavin Dance before, we can give that a try."

Sam laughed and I realized that I'd said the name wrong, but oh well, it was a silly band name. He hit a few buttons and then the cab was filled with music. It was a difficult genre to describe, definitely not my normal taste, but it wasn't too bad.

Sam wasn't weirdly quiet or anything, but he wasn't the most talkative person either, so I was a little shocked when he started to sing along. He was horribly off-key but it was still nice to hear him enjoying himself, and I envied his confidence. I wanted to roll down the window and stick my arm out, but the summer was fading into fall, which meant I would be cold immediately.

The song changed and this one seemed to have an even lighter tone. Sam sang along with this one too and I could tell that he liked it more.

"What? Is my singing that bad?" He asked me laughing when he noticed I'd been staring.

"That's not it! I can just tell you really like this one, what's it called?" I asked.

"Exposed. It's my favorite song." He admitted. There was an intense look in his eyes that I only caught for a second before his attention was back on the road.

The rest of the ride was spent listening to the CD and watching Sam use the steering wheel as a drum set, which made him seem younger, like his responsibilities weren't so heavy, for just a little while. I literally couldn't stop smiling around him, it was just such a dramatic change from my life with Edward and feeling so under the weather the last few weeks.

Before I knew it we were parked in front of my little cottage home. As much as I'd enjoyed our outing today, I was ready to relax, I just wasn't quite ready to say goodbye to Sam yet.

"Do you want to come in? I can make you some coffee or tea?" I blushed, of course.

"That sounds good, there's actually some stuff I wanted to talk to you about." He must have seen the worried look on my face because he lifted his hands in defense and quickly added, "nothing bad."

Sam held the storm door open for me while I clumsily dug out my keys to unlock the deadbolt. I could feel his heat standing over me and with him this close I could hardly breathe much less think straight. I was shaky and couldn't seem to get the stupid key in the door. He reached down, fingertips brushing my skin as he went, and gently took the keys from me and unlocked the door for me.

"There." He spoke quietly, his warm breath fanning down my neck and sending chills down my body for the millionth time today. That was all it took and my nerves over whatever it was he had to talk to me about disappeared. I trusted him. I whispered out a thank you and went directly to the kitchen to make some iced tea, trying to calm my excitement in order to talk.

"So, what did you want to talk about?" I asked loudly so he could hear me from the other room before I realized that since he was a wolf, it probably wasn't necessary.

"I want you to meet my friends, my pack." Sam whispered in his husky timbre as he came up behind me and ran his strong hands down my sides again. I jumped a little because I hadn't even noticed that he'd come into the kitchen. He placed one hand on my hip and used the other to pull the length of my hair to one side so that he could trail kisses down my now exposed neck. He made it hard to focus on the task at hand. The tea was left forgotten as I turned to him and gently kissed his strong jaw until he leaned down, which allowed me to reach his inviting lips.

Sam lifted me and set me on the counter top. He stood between my legs and continued to kiss me slowly and languidly, like we had all the time in the world. His movements were fluid as he continued to run his hands all up and down my legs and hips.

We were lost in each other for a moment, I couldn't get enough of him. My hands snaked up into his cropped hair just like before and I pulled him into me as close as I could. One of his over sized hands had settled and was now massaging at my inner thigh and the other one took a gentle hold on my jaw, angling my face so that he could kiss me more deeply. I used my legs to circle his hips and pull him closer to me, and hooked my feet together to keep him there. He didn't seem to mind because a second later he wordlessly picked me back up like I weighed nothing and carried me into the small bedroom.

I knew we needed to talk about his pack, and when I would meet them. I also knew that neither of us had intended for that one simple kiss to turn into all of this, but as Sam set me down on the bed and leaned his impressive form over me, I couldn't bring myself to regret it in the least. He left hot, open mouthed kisses along my jaw and down my neck, and back to my eager lips.

"I missed you like this." He admitted in a whisper between soft kisses. We'd had sex a few times while I was at the hospital. I again couldn't bring myself to regret it, but it wasn't the same either. It was still beyond amazing, but it was rushed. Having as much time as we wanted to explore each other's body was definitely something I had missed too. This man was turning me into a sex addict, and once again I couldn't regret it.

As much as I loved taking it slowly, I wanted his clothes off now. I wanted to see as much of his beautiful russet skin and toned muscles as I could. I tugged at his t-shirt until he got the message and pulled away for just a second to pull it off. I sat up and let him strip away my shirt too. He took the opportunity to take my bra off along with it; my jeans and panties followed right after.

Sam tinderly gripped my chin and guided my mouth back to his and pushed me back into the plush mattress. His kisses led a path down my neck and he playfully nipped at my collarbone. I whimpered in my want for him. I pulled the skin there into his mouth and sucked hard, definitely leaving a mark. When he finally continued his journey down my chest and twirled one hard nipple between his teeth, that want turned to a desperate need.

"Oh, Sam…" I breathed out almost like a silent prayer. I knew he had heard me anyways because I could feel him smile as he lightly bit down again.

He switched sides to give equal attention to both sensitive buds. I couldn't help but wiggle my hips, trying to find some friction against his hard body. Instead of giving me what I wanted, Sam let out a quiet warning growl and held me down with one of his arms to keep me still as he continued to lavish my heavy breasts. This only caused more excitement to pool where I wanted attention the most.

The arm that wasn't being used to hold me down brushed along the bare skin of my body and grabbed both of my hands. He pulled them up and trapped them above my head. He now had full power over me and full access to any part of me he wanted. The thought of being so powerless to him made me so frustrated I could have cried, but damn if it wasn't the best feeling in the fucking world.

I saw Sam inhale deeply with his eyes closed, and when they opened back up his warm eyes were now almost black with desire. Just the look he gave me was enough to make me let out another breathy moan and fruitlessly try to move against him again.

"God, you smell so fucking good." He said more to himself than anything else. As he continued his kisses down my body he released my lower half from the weight of his arm and slid two fingers into my already soaking wet center. He kept a steady hold on my wrists with his other hand, showing off just how… big he was compared to my tiny self. He licked my sensitive lips from the bottom to the top and I cried out, pushing my hips up into him, wanting nothing more than to bury my hands in his hair.

"Don't make me hold you down again baby." He warned me, with a dangerous hint to his voice. I did my best to hold still while he sweetly and slowly tortured my body. He took his time lapping at my center, literally making love to me with his magic tongue. I was aching for him to go faster, aching even more for him to be fully pushed inside me, but he was intent in his ministrations.

Sam brought me to the edge of orgasm, then backed off, depriving me of what I so desperately wanted. My fingers were tightly grasping at his effortlessly strong hands that bound me. I wanted to have them clawing down his wide shoulders in demand for him to let me cum. He was trying to drive me crazy!

"Sam.. baby please…" I whined, trailing off at the end as his tongue finally found my swollen clit. As soon as he licked and nipped at it, it was like electricity zapped through my entire being and I unraveled for him just like he'd obviously planned. My inner muscles clamped down on his fingers and my head fell back in total release, a moan coming up from somewhere deep in my chest.

"Good girl." He praised me and rewarded me by finally letting my hands go so that I could touch him freely. The very first thing I did was push him up so that I could get his pants off of him. I pulled down his underwear and his impressive length actually sprung out, immediately catching my attention. I licked my lips in sheer anticipation.

"Fuck, Bella." He pulled me up to stand, then kissed me deeply. His tongue found mine right away and they danced together giving me a taste of myself mixed in with his delicious flavor that could only be described as Sam.

I dropped to my knees before he could say another word and took as much of him as possible into my mouth, instantly turning myself on again. I used one hand to stroke what I couldn't fit into my mouth and the other one was between my own legs. Sam let out a deep growl at the sight, turning me on that much more.

Sam let out a few curses as I licked and sucked at every delectable inch of him. I kept my pace slow, trying to draw out the feeling and make it last for him. I wanted to torture him the way he had done to me, but I wanted him too much though, so before I knew it I'd grabbed his hands and put them on my head, allowing him to tangle his fingers in my hair.

He started to take control back, and I was more than happy to let him have it. At that point I just gripped his ass in my hands and held on as he thrust into my willing mouth over and over. I did what I could to keep up and lick the head of his dick every time he pulled out, and this just made the blow job that much more wet and sloppy. His chest rumbled in response, I knew he liked it that way.

We had been together enough times for him to know that he could completely dominate me and I would only want him more for it, so it wasn't a total surprise when he suddenly picked me up and pretty much tossed me back onto the bed. He flipped me onto my hands and knees and lifted my hips up, keeping my legs pressed together, putting my glistening pussy on display for him. He took a second to just look at me waiting for him to take me.

What did surprise me was when I felt his talented tongue back on my clit and two of his fingers back in me, pushing me to the edge again. I was shocked and manipulated into an all-consuming orgasm that had me literally screaming his name.

"Hell yeah baby, let me hear you scream for me." He demanded in my ear right as he slammed his rock hard cock into me, filling me in a way that no one else ever possibly could.

"Oh fuck! Sam...Sam...mm fuck." I screamed, mumbled, and moaned in time with each hard and fast push. From this position he was able to hit places in me I didn't even know existed and I was in pure ecstasy.

He pulled me up so that my back was flush with his chest and his burning mouth was back on my neck, sucking, biting, and leaving marks. The shameless vixen in me couldn't wait for people to see it and know what we'd been doing.

His fingers found my clit again and that combined with the feeling of my hardened tits dragging along the stiff cotton of the sheets with every thrust, I was overwhelmed with sensations. I came again, possibly harder than I ever had before, and I clamped down on his dick, hard. I recklessly called out to him, needing him to reach his end with me.

"Goddammit, Bella, fuck." Sam came right after and spilled his hot load into me, making a glorious mess out of me.

He gently pulled out of me and turned me around so that I was laying on my back and he softly kissed all the little marks he'd left on my body both from his more heated kisses and from his powerful hands. He gently left a gentle kiss on each of my wonderfully abused nipples and my neck, then finally my slightly swollen lips. Then he got up and silently left the room. I leaned up on my elbows to see if I could follow him with my eyes, too tired and jello-like to get up.

A moment later he returned with a warm, damp rag and smiled my favorite smile, just for me. He lightly dabbed at my thighs and over-sensitized sex to clean up the mess that we'd made together, then he kissed the soft skin there. It amazed me how he could go from crazy rough during sex to so gentle and caring immediately after.

He tossed the now dirty rag into the hamper and pulled out an over sized t-shirt and a pair of underwear from the dresser. He helped me into them since it seemed that my limbs were nearly useless at this point. He pulled on his own boxers, turned on the small television that sat atop the dresser, across from the bed, and situated himself behind me. At that moment, I was the most content that I had ever been, wrapped up protectively held in his arms.

Author's Note:

I'm sorry you guys had to wait so long for an update! This chapter was very strange to me. There were parts where I was feelin' the writer's mojo and could just write, write, write. But there were other parts where I just wasn't feeling it at all and struggled to get through it, and worst of all it made me totally second guess the parts I did have fun writing.

I really have to thank Macabremystic on this one. She helped me survive this beast of a chapter! She's my irl bestie and she just posted the first chapter of a BellaxJake story that she's been working on! It's called Empty Gold and you should check it out! (It's in my favorites, so its easy to find!)

Also, did you guys like the little namesake plug-in there? I hope it wasn't too cheesy!

As always, happy reading!

Dahlia