Chapter Eleven

Sami was bored. She didn't know why she had agreed to come to Victor's funeral with Lucas at all. She had been happy to see Victor go, she didn't want to go to his funeral and be forced to look sad. She also didn't want to sit in a limo for three hours because Victor wanted to be buried at some special out of town burial ground. But then she remembered why she had decided to go. Simply because Lucas had asked her to.

And he was doing a great job of showing his appreciation. He had been asleep for the last half and hour and they had only been driving for about an hour. It was still early in the morning though, so Sami knew she could easily go back to sleep. But she didn't feel like it.

Sami scowled at her travelling companion. Why should he get to sleep while she was awake and suffering? She scooted down the limo seat and began shaking his shoulder.

"Lucas, wake up." she hissed, shaking his shoulder more roughly when he didn't move. No matter how hard she tried to get him awake, he wouldn't stir. She groaned in disgust. He wasn't usually this hard to get awake. But today, he was such a heavy sleeper, he might as well have been dead.

Giving up on trying to wake him, Sami began almost unconsciously admiring him. He had always looked so good in suits. Then again, he was at his best when he was in those boxers or that towel. But that probably wasn't anything compared to what he'd look like with nothing on at all.

When she realized what she was thinking and noticed that she was running her hand up and down Lucas' arm, she flinched and moved several inches away from him. She had to put a stop to those thoughts before they got carried away.

Still, she was very bored. She tried bouncing on the seat a couple times to wake Lucas up but that didn't work either. He must have had a late night last night. Not that she would know anything about that, she reminded herself. Although she certainly wouldn't mind entertaining him late into the night. No, not these deadly thoughts again! She stared straight ahead at the black screen separating herself and Lucas from the limo driver and forced herself to keep her mind free of all things Lucas.

Nope, too hard. She didn't know why she even bothered trying. She looked over at Lucas' sleeping form again and a very twisted kind of curiosity filled her thoughts. She wondered what he would like naked. They had been in the photo lab together ten years ago but that seemed like it had been a million years ago. Sure, there had been that time with the towel but she had never gotten the chance to really see it after she had pulled the towel off. She was seriously regretting that now. Not that there wasn't a simple solution considering Lucas was being a jerk and refusing to wake up......

"What is wrong with me?" Sami muttered under her breath, disgusted with herself. She couldn't do that. Of course, she was still bored. And Lucas was asleep. And she was mad at him for being asleep.

She moved back over to Lucas and let her hand come to rest on his knee. Holding her breath, she waited for him to give her some sign that he was waking up. Nothing. She exhaled quietly and slowly, tentatively slid her hand up his upper leg. When she finally reached the top of his dress pants, her hand hovered at the button hesitantly.

What are you doing, Sami, she thought to herself in shock, What if he wakes up? You cannot pull his pants down, how are you supposed to pull them back up without him waking up?

Still, his unresponsiveness was pissing her off. She forged ahead and unbuttoned his pants, then unzipped his fly. She slowly slid his pants down below his knees, keeping her eyes focussed on Lucas' face. He didn't react and she sighed with relief. Now all that remained covering him was a pair of boxers. She could already see the bulge underneath but she saw that all the time in her apartment. She wanted to see more.

She wasn't sure she could get up her courage to go the rest of the way. He probably would be pretty upset with her if he woke up and found her undressing him. Of course, there was always the chance he wouldn't be upset and that idea scared her just as much as the idea of him being angry. Besides, it wasn't like she hadn't seen it before. Not for ten long years though. And, knowing Brady, she probably wouldn't get another opportunity to do something like this. And no matter how much she hated to admit it, she really wanted to.

If she pulled his pants back up now, then all her fun would be over and she'd have to spend another two hours being bored. Besides, the pants were the hard part. The boxers were all elastic and easy to get off. So, she began tugging on the boxers until her prize was finally displayed.

There, I did it, Sami thought to herself, Now I better pull them back up before Lucas wakes up and freaks out. But she continued to stare at his length, her senses raging with desire. She didn't know what Lucas would do if he woke up and caught Sami taking advantage of him like this but at that moment, she didn't care. Her mouth was practically watering at the sight of Lucas and his 'Goliath'.

She brought her fingers near his shaft, then abruptly pulled them back. No, she wouldn't do that. Because she knew if she started touching him, she wouldn't want to stop. Not after these weeks of living with him, wanting him but not being able to have him. Flashbacks of the torturous weeks went through her mind. It had been killing her not to give into temptation. And now his penis was right in front of her, practically screaming, "Touch me! Touch me!" She'd be insane to pass up an opportunity like this one.

She touched him experimentally at first, still a little bit scared that Lucas would wake up. Once her fingers made contact with the hard, insatiable flesh and Lucas didn't move, she relaxed a little bit. She ran one finger up and down his length, watching in fascination as he began to harden. Wow, if I can do that to him when he's asleep, God knows what I'd be able to do to him when he's awake.

Her entire body was igniting with lust as she touched him again, smoothing her thumb over the head of his now raging erection. For a moment, Sami bit her bottom lip nervously. She was playing with fire, she knew that, although most of her mind was past the point of caring. She moulded her hand around his solid, turgid flesh and had began to slide her hand up and down him when a hand suddenly grabbed her wrist.

She let out a startled shriek, "Is everything all right back there?" the limo driver called.

"Everything is fine." Lucas assured the driver before turning back to Sami. He had no idea what she was doing but he wasn't sure he minded either. He was a little bit insulted that she would just start touching him without asking. Although the look on her face was pretty amusing..... okay, he was probably 1 part insulted, 2 parts offended and 7 parts horny, which was pretty obvious judging from all the blood he could feel pulsating in his groin. And the fact that the hand connected to the wrist he had grabbed had not lost contact with his dick was not helping the ratio at all. At this rate, he would simply be 10 parts horny in a matter of seconds.

"What are you doing?" he demanded, trying to look mad.

"I- I don't know." she stammered, her face heating up. She had known this was going to happen, why hadn't she stopped herself before it came to this?

"You don't know." he smirked at her, "You just decided to undress me and start touching me for the hell of it?" he had to admit this much though, he was very impressed by her boldness.

"Yes." she said weakly, miserably aware that her face must be bright red by then, "Well, not exactly. I was mad at you because you were asleep. I was trying to wake you up."

"Well, you managed to do that, in more ways than one." Lucas told her. She looked so embarrassed that he couldn't help feeling sorry for her, "Hey, relax, Sami. It's no big deal, honest." Liar, he thought to himself. The fact that he had woken up to find Sami touching him was enough to flatter him and fill him with hope that she really did want him, even possibly love him. She didn't need to know the full extent of how this was affecting him though, his boner, which, he noted, she couldn't seem to take her eyes off of, was evidence enough.

"Sorry." she mumbled, letting her hands fall down to her sides.

"Don't be sorry. It's just......" he took a deep breath. He didn't want to push her but he did want her to know that he didn't mind what she had been doing to him, "Would you mind fixing the little problem you caused? You don't have to if you don't want." he added quickly.

Lucas didn't miss the way Sami's eyes lit up for a split second, the way a little kid's would when they were excited about opening Christmas presents. But that look was quickly replaced by one of compliance and reluctance that he hoped was nothing more than a pretense.

"I guess I kind of have to." she said in an almost flirtatious voice, then brushed her hands along his pulsing member, which was throbbing violently, demanding her attention. After several more skilful strokes, Lucas found himself emitting a low, hungry growl of appreciation. Sami looked up and kissed him softly, teasingly on the lips.

"You have to remember to keep it down. We don't want to give the limo driver heart failure and make him cause an accident, now do we?" without waiting for a reply, she lowered her head and encased him in the wet warmth of her restless mouth.

Lucas gasped, My cock is in her mouth, was the only thing he could think as she continued sliding her tongue along arousal. His breathing level continued escalating until he was almost to the point of hyperventilating and he found himself getting lost in the searing sensations of Sami's tongue spiralling around him intimately. He brushed her hair away from her face, taking in the way her eyes had diluted with passion and the saucy expression she was wearing. A previous girlfriend had told him that there were hardly any women who actually enjoyed giving men head and after a few women had attempted to give him head and had practically turned green, he could believe that. But Sami really seemed to be enjoying herself. And that naughty look on her voice as she sucked him off was enough to almost send him over the edge by itself.

Sami felt the sticky liquid running down her throat just as the limo lurched to a stop. She and Lucas heard the limo driver's door slam shut and Sami let out an audible, "Oh my God." as she automatically helped Lucas fix his clothes while trying to make herself look presentable at the same time.

Sami's side door opened and the driver poked his head inside, "We're taking a little rest stop. If you need to go to the bathroom or anything, now's your chance."

"We're fine." Sami said, still slightly out of breath. The driver nodded curtly and shut the door behind him. He grimaced as he remembered the couple's dishevelled clothing and flushed faces, then remembered the breathless tone the blonde woman had used when speaking to him. That was the third couple this week that had done the nasty in his limo. Shit, man, how many times am I going to have to sterilize the backseat? He wondered to himself as he made his way inside the gas station.