Beck and Sam continued sleeping together. In fact they couldn't keep their hands off each other. They'd had sex various places, including both their cars, backstage in his locker rooms, the tour bus, elevators and a stairwell. They never talked about what sleeping together meant for them. Sam introduced Beck to handcuffs in the bedroom. She'd never tried it before and she loved it. It was a whole new level of intimacy for her. It also brought her and Sam closer. Beck was going home tomorrow morning. She was in the hotel room and came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. She went to the bedroom to get some clothes. As she stood back up she felt Sam's arms wrap around her waist. He moved her hair to the side and kissed her shoulder. He was also in a towel.
She smiled. "Stop it."
"You weren't saying that in the shower."
"You're bad."
"You're sexy."
"Didn't you get enough of me in the shower?"
"Well we've discovered we both have the sex drive of a rabbit." "You tell me." He kissed the side of her neck. She moaned lowly. "Don't go tomorrow."
"I have to honey."
"I know."
When they got to the arena Britt had a surprise cake.
"What's this?" Beck asked.
"Well we're gonna miss you, so I got you a cake." "Sam told me what you liked."
"Thank you."
A half hour later Beck and Sam were in his locker room. He was sitting in a chair shirtless, in his gear and paint.
"Come here Beck." He said. She got up from where she was sitting and went over to him. He pulled her on to his lap. "I just want you to be closer to me."
"I have an idea." She got up and closed and locked the door. She went back over to Sam. "I know how much you like this." She got down on her knees. "Let's see how much Darby likes it." She said as she undid his shorts.
The next morning at six Beck's alarm went off. She turned it off.
"No baby." Sam said tiredly. He got on top of her. They kissed. "It can't be time already."
"It is." He kissed her.
"Ever since we started, having sex, you've become way more affectionate." He looked at her like he really wanted to say something. "What?"
"Nothing." He got off of her.
Sam pulled up outside of the airport.
"Can I have a kiss?" He asked. They kissed. He had the same look he had in the bedroom. "Text me when you land."
"I will." She kissed him. "Bye."
"Bye." She got out of the car, got her bags out of the back and went into the airport.
