A Fresh Start
Chapter Twelve
When Sam leaves the airport, she goes back to the agency to check on the new patients that came in and Richard. His nurse, Richard and Cassie are coming out of therapy, and instead of being in a wheelchair, Richard is walking down the hall with a walker.
"Richard." Sam says with surprise.
"Hi, Dr. Whitley." He says, smiling.
"I see we're making good progress then." Sam says, walking with Richard and Cassie to his room.
"Yes, but I'm tired." Richard replies, as Sam holds the door open.
"Mrs. Winslow." Sam says, as Cassie walks into the room.
"Dr. Whitley." Cassie says, watching the nurse and Sam help Richard back into the bed.
"We had to make him stop." The nurse says, as Richard gets settled.
"You have to take it easy Richard, if you don't you can set yourself back." Sam says
"I know, but I want to be able to take care of myself."
"I do understand that but your accident seriously injured your back. If you push yourself you can reinjured what healed while you were in the coma and set you back even farther. Be patient and you'll be walking again."
"I'll try, Dr. Whitley." Richard says, fighting to stay awake.
"I've got other patients to tend to so I'll check on you before I leave."
"Okay." Richard mumbles, as Sam walks to the door, pulling it open she leaves.
"Dr. Whitley, wait." Cassie says, turning to Richard. "I'll be right back."
Nodding, he closes his eyes as Cassie follows Sam out of Richard's room. "Did you need something?" Sam asks, when they reach the hall and the door closes behind them.
"I wanted to talk to you about Jeffrey."
"Jeffrey. What about him?" Sam asks surprised
"He's been through a lot this year."
"He told me about it." Sam replies, walking towards the nurse's desk.
"I don't want to see him hurt and he's had a lot on his mind."
"Why do you think that I would hurt him?"
"I don't, but…"
"Look Cassie, I've known Jeffrey a long time, long before you even." Cassie looks at her with surprise. "The last thing I want to do is hurt him. There's no reason for you to be worried about Jeffrey."
"How could you possibly know Jeffrey a long time before he met me?"
"That doesn't matter, but I'm not going to hurt him. Now I've got to go check on my other patients. I'll be in to check on Richard before I go." Sam says, walking towards one of the other patients rooms.
Cassie watches her for a few seconds before she turns and goes back into Richard's room. About an hour later, Sam walks back into Richard's room. He is asleep and Cassie is sitting in the chair by the bed. "How is he?" Sam asks, picking up his chart.
"He's been sleeping since we got back to the room."
"Okay." Sam says, glancing over his chart. "I'm going to put him on soft foods along with the liquid diet."
"Okay."
"I'll be back tomorrow to check on him."
"Okay." Cassie replies, as Sam put the chart down and walks to the door.
"Sam." Cassie says, turning in the chair."
"Yes." She replies, turning back to her
"I… I don't want you to think that I was trying to warn you away from Jeffrey. I only want him to be okay."
"I'm not going to hurt him. But he's a big boy and what happens between him and I, well it's between us."
"Okay."
"I'll be back tomorrow." Sam says, opening the door and walking out as Cassie turns to find that Richard is awake.
"What was that about?"
"It's nothing, we were just talking."
"About Jeffrey, seems like you were warning her to stay away from him."
"No, I wasn't. But he's a friend and he's been through a lot, not just with me but other things as well."
"What does that have to do with you?"
"He's a friend Richard, that's all. I don't want to see him hurt. He's been through a lot."
"What's that mean, he's been through a lot?"
"Just that, some things happened last summer that really hurt him." Cassie says. "And I sort of turned my back on him after I found out about San Cristobel."
"So you're only trying to make up for turning your back on a friend."
"Yes."
Richard looks at her, a part of him wants to believe her but he still doesn't trust Jeffrey and he doesn't like Cassie's concern for his welfare.
"Are you feeling okay?" Cassie asks, standing up and sitting down on the bed beside him.
"I'm fine."
"Good."
There are several seconds of silence before Cassie says. "Will has become quite the prince, just in the last year he's grown up so much."
"I'm sure he has." Richard replies. "How are RJ and Tammy?"
"RJ's growing like a weed and he's so grown up. He'll be starting first grade next year. He's really good a math. You were right about him being into sports. He is captain of his soccer league and he was awesome at t-ball this spring."
"And Tammy?"
"Tammy, she's happy." Cassie says, looking away.
"What? What are you not telling me?"
"We don't need to get into that right now. We have to concentrate on your recovery."
"Cassie, tell me."
"No, we need to concentrate on your therapy and getting out of the hospital."
"What happened?"
"I'll tell you when you're stronger." Cassie replies, leaning over and giving him a hug.
"Alright." Richard says relenting. But Cassie's reaction to him asking about Tammy told him that something very bad happened. "I think you need to go and relax. You've been here all day and I haven't seen you eat anything."
"I don't want to leave you."
"I know, but I'll feel better if you take care of yourself. Please Cassie, go back to the embassy and rest. I'll be here and the nurses will look after me."
"Okay." She says, sitting up. "You'll be alright." She asks
"I'll be fine. I have all these doctors and nurses looking after me. I want you to look after yourself."
"I'll go but I'll be back first thing in the morning." Cassie says, standing up
"Before you go, can I have one thing?"
"Anything."
"Can I have a kiss?" He asks softly, looking up at her.
Sitting back down on the bed, she leans over him. Slowly they lean towards each other. His lips feel warm and soft. Reaching up, he puts one hand on her cheek, holding her softly as her lips open and his tongue slips inside, playing gently with hers while he feels her sigh.
Wrapping and arm around her, he pulls her down until she lying across his chest, holding her as they deepen the kiss. For several seconds, silence fills the room except for the soft sigh that flows from Cassie as she moves closer to him. After a couple more minutes, Richard lies back as he struggles for control. Cassie leans up and looks down at him.
"I have missed you so much." She says, leaning over to kiss him again. This kiss only lasts for a couple seconds before she sits up.
"I missed you too. I wish we could do more but…"
"No, we have to take it slow. Once you're stronger we'll…"
"I love you." He says, looking up at her.
"I love you too. I never stopped loving you."
"I know." He says softly, reaching up to wipe away the tear on her cheek. "Hey, there's no need to cry."
"I'm happy." She says "But you need to rest so I'll see you in the morning." Cassie says, standing up.
"Okay. Sweet dreams, darling." He says, as she walks to the door.
Turning she smiles at him and says "Sweet dreams, handsome" before she walks out the door.
Sam is leaving as Cassie walks out of Richard's room. She nods to her but doesn't say anything as she walks towards the elevator. "Dr. Whitley." Cassie calls
Stopping, Sam turns towards Cassie as she thinks "What now?"
"Are you leaving?" Cassie asks
"Yes, I thought I would call it a night." Sam says, turning and heading towards the elevator.
"Do you mind if I walk with you?" Cassie asks
"Whatever you want to do?" Sam replies walking through the ward and into the hallway.
"Listen, I know you might think I'm interfering in your life. I didn't mean what I said about Jeffrey to seem like I was warning you off. I just don't want to see him get hurt."
"I've got that picture." Sam replies, pushing the button for the elevator.
"He's a good friend and he was there for me since Richard's accident and I sort of turned my back on him last year, especially when he needed a friend."
"He's a big boy. He can take care of himself."
"I know, but he's trusted me with things I don't think he's trusted anyone with and I don't want him hurt. I hurt him enough when I…"
"When you walked away after he told you about San Cristobel." Sam says, as the doors open and she and Cassie step on
"He told you about San Cristobel." Cassie says, more than surprised.
"Yes, I know a lot about Jeffrey." Sam says, as she pushes the button for the elevator.
"I'm surprised." Cassie says, watching Sam, but she doesn't say anything, and when it becomes obvious that she's not going to elaborate. Cassie says. "Jeffrey isn't the only reason I wanted to speak to you. I need to talk to you about Richard."
"Okay." Sam replies, as the doors open and they step out into the lobby.
"We were talking about our kids before I left and Richard asked about our daughter Tammy."
"Okay."
"Richard and Tammy were very close. He wasn't Tammy's biological father, but he was the only father Tammy ever knew. A few months ago, Tammy was killed…."
"I'm sorry." Sam says, reaching out and touching Cassie's arm.
"Thank you. My question is when I should tell him. I know he's going to be devastated. Not just about Tammy but his son was also killed, along with Jonathan's baby Sarah."
"What did you tell him just now?"
"That she was happy. It's the only thing that I could think to tell him. And she is, but…"
"But she's not here. You were right to not tell him about Tammy and Jonathan. He's just come out of the coma and if you told him it might reverse any progress he has made."
"That's what I thought, but he's going to keep asking me."
"We can't tell him yet, not till we know that he's strong enough to handle it."
"How we know that?"
"We'll give it a few weeks and as long as he continues to show progress then we'll tell him."
"So what do I tell him if he wants to see her?"
"Tell him that she's too busy right now."
"Okay."
"You've really been through a lot." Sam says, looking at her with new respect.
"I'm fine. It was hard at first, but it's gotten easier." Cassie says, as they walk across the lobby of the agency.
When they reach the street, Cassie starts to hail a cab but Sam stops her. "Why don't you let me give you a ride?"
"Are you sure?"
"Sure. Where are you staying at?"
"The embassy for San Cristobel."
"Okay." Sam says as they walk across the courtyard and into the private parking lot where agents park their cars.
Twenty minutes later, Sam drops Cassie at the front door of the embassy and then she is on her way home. She is about ten minutes from home when her cell phone starts to ring. Pulling it from the pocket of her lab coat, she glances down and recognizes Jeffrey's number, flipping it open she presses talk as she pulls off the freeway.
"Hello." She says stopping to let oncoming traffic pass.
"Sam." Jeffrey says.
"Hi." She says, smiling as she turns left and starts towards her apartment. "Are you home?"
"I just walked in the door." Jeffrey says, slipping off his shoes as he crashes on the bed. "I miss you."
"I miss you too."
"Is everything okay with Cassie and Richard?"
"They're fine. Cassie and I talked this afternoon."
"You talked, about what?" Jeffrey asks, reaching up to loosen his tie.
"We talked about you actually." Sam says, pulling into the parking lot of her apartment. Turning the car off, she sits there waiting for Jeffrey response, she doesn't have to wait long.
"You talked about me."
"Yes, she wanted to make sure that I didn't hurt you, said you'd been through a lot this year."
"I'm sorry."
"No, it's alright. She cares about you, I realize that. She also told me about her daughter." Sam says, getting out of the car and locking it up for the night.
"She told you about Tammy." Jeffrey says, in surprise.
"Yes, she was wondering how and when she should tell Richard."
"I didn't even think about that. Hearing about Tammy is going to devastate him, it nearly killed Cassie."
"Yes, well we'll take it slow and when the time is right we'll tell him, about her and his son."
"She told you about Jonathan too."
"Yes."
"Other than me and that, did you talk about anything else?"
"No, not really, I gave her a ride to the embassy."
"Cassie was never very flashy about being a princess. I think that's why…" Jeffrey doesn't finish the statement so Sam does.
"That's one of the reason's you fell in love with her."
"Yes." Jeffrey replies, smiling at Sam's natural inclination not to hide from things. That was one of the reasons he loved her. "Wow." He thought. "I love her, and we've only been back together a day."
"Are you there?"
"Yea, sorry, I was thinking." Jeffrey replies, sitting up.
"About what?" Sam asks, leaning back on the cushions of the couch.
"I was thinking about you and wishing you were here."
"I wish I was there too."
"I don't know if I can wait till Friday."
"It'll be here before we know it, but I can't wait either." Sam replies, with smile.
"How is Richard doing?"
"He's up and walking with a walker."
"A walker! Already."
"Yes, I was surprised to see him coming back to his room this afternoon after I left you at the airport. He was on a walker with assistance from the therapist. If he keeps this up, he'll be discharged in record time."
"Is it good for him to making such quick progress?"
"Every patient is different, but we'll monitor him and the therapists won't let him over do it."
"Okay."
"I think that Prince William went back to San Cristobel."
"Really!" Jeffrey says, with surprise.
"Yes, I guess he had business to take care of."
"He probably did."
"What do you have planned for this week?"
"I've got meetings scheduled with Rev. Rutledge and Josh Lewis tomorrow and then I have to catch up with Mallet about the investigation I told you about. I have a meeting with the Police Chief and the DA, which I'm not looking forward to. I've got meetings with a couple of business leaders and Councilmen, along with finalizing the budget for next year. And then I have to pick up a very sexy, beautiful lady at the airport Friday night."
"All that in one week. How are you going to get ready for me?" Sam asks, trying to stifle a yawn.
"Believe me, I'll be ready." Jeffrey replies "Alright, I'm going to let you go."
"No, I'm fine." Sam says, trying to stifle another yawn.
"No, you're not. You're about to fall asleep."
"I'm…"
"Sam."
"Alright, so maybe I am tired."
"I'll call you tomorrow, get some sleep."
"I'll talk to you tomorrow." Sam replies, giving up stifling the yawns.
"Good night."
"Night, Jeffrey." She replies drowsily.
"Go to bed."
"I will." She replies, smiling
"I see that."
"See what?"
"The smile."
"Good night, I'll talk to you tomorrow." She says still smiling.
"Good night, Sam." Jeffrey says. He wants to tell her he loves her but he isn't quite sure if it was right. "I'll talk to you tomorrow." He says instead.
Through the next few days, they fall into a routine. She would leave the hospital around six, giving Cassie a ride back to the Embassy and then she would head for home and Jeffrey would usually call either just before she reaches her apartment or as she is walking in. They would talk for a couple hours and then he would tell her good night. Thursday evening they talked a little longer so Sam could give him her flight information and he promised to meet her at the airport.
Friday morning, Sam is at the hospital early, she plans to take the afternoon off and pack, Dr. Frost is going take her to the airport and has volunteered to take over her shifts at the hospital for the weekend, something he hasn't done in the twelve years Sam has been at the hospital. When Sam asked him, he said he figured it is time she went out and got a life and she had smiled.
Richard is progressing well, they started him on soft food and so far everything seems to be working. He asked Cassie a few times about Tammy, but she has managed to side step the question by telling him that she is busy. Although it is getting pretty obvious that he is beginning to loose patience with that answer Sam still believes that he's not quite ready to hear about Tammy or Jonathan.
Noah comes by Wednesday afternoon and is surprised to see Richard up and walking quite well with the walker. He spends about an hour with him and then he has to go back to his patients. After checking on her patients, including Richard, Sam drives home. She started to pack the night before while she was on the phone with Jeffrey and is pretty much packed but she has a few things she needs to get. It takes her about twenty minutes, and she is packed and has the car loaded. She's only going for the weekend, but she still has two suitcases and her backpack with her laptop and her purse. Pulling up to the hospital, she is surprised to see Dr. Frost waiting on her. "Are you that anxious to get me away from here?" Sam asks, as she gets out of her car.
"No, but it's time you take a break." Dr. Frost replies, putting her luggage in the back of his car. "How long are you going?"
"Just for the weekend, I know it's a lot of luggage, but I couldn't decide on what to take." Sam says opening the car door as he smiles.
After dropping her off at the airport, Sam goes inside, checking in and gets through security fairly easily. Just as the airline announces boarding, she calls Jeffrey, after four rings, she gets his voicemail.
"Hey, I just wanted to tell you that I'm about to board. I'll see you in a couple of hours." Sam says tempted to tell him that she loves him, but she doesn't want to freak him out.
Hanging up, she hands her ticket to the flight attendant and then walks on board. Finding her seat, she settles in, turning off her cell phone and waits for the other passengers to board. Ten minutes later, they were taxing for take off.
Jeffrey is in the middle of a meeting with Olivia about the zoning issue when his cell phone starts to vibrate. He knows it is Sam and he knows that he can't answer it, not with Olivia in the room. When the meeting is over, he pulls his cell phone from his pocket and listens to her voicemail, smiling as he thinks about her being there in a couple hours. Packing up his briefcase, he walks out of his office.
"Stacy, I'm gone for the evening."
"Yes sir."
"I'll see you Monday." He says, as he leaves the office.
"See you Monday."
A few minutes later, he is on his way to the Beacon. He had asked the maid service to do and extra good job that morning when he had left. He wanted to make sure that everything is perfect for her.
Walking into his room, he is surprised. The maid straightened everything up, the bed is freshly made, all the trash has been taken out and his dirty clothes were taken to the laundry, washed, and pressed before they returned them to his room, laying them across the bed. The living room had been straightened up; all his files were stacked in neat stacks on his desk. The flowers that hotel provided had been changed. She had even taken the time to light a couple of candles and he is completely impressed.
"Maybe I should let them straighten up more often." He thought as he takes his clothes and puts them in his closet.
Pulling off his tie, he kicks his shoes off and then hangs up his jacket before pulling his shirt out of his pants as he walks into the bathroom. Ten minutes later, he leaves the bathroom, wrapped in a towel, drying his hair. Pulling out a pair of black jeans, t-shirt and underwear, he goes back into the bathroom. He returns a few minutes later, dressed and freshly shaved. Sitting down on the bed, he pulls on his socks before he reaches for a pair of black cowboy boots.
Glancing at the clock, he notices the time and realizes he will have to hurry if he is going to be at the airport in time to met Sam. Reaching for his room key, wallet, cell phone and truck keys, he opens his door and leaves. When he reaches the lobby, he doesn't notice Olivia standing at the front desk or that she had notices him leaving.
Sam's plane is landing as Jeffrey walks into the airport. Ten minutes later, he spots her walking through the rest of the passengers until she finally spots him; smiling broadly she walks over to him. Dropping her backpack as they hug for several seconds before he leans back and kisses her, holding her tightly against him, as they kiss, they each feel the heat of desire begin to burn. Someone speaking over the loud speaker again reminds them of where they are.
"Come on." Jeffrey says, taking her backpack and her hand, leading her to baggage claim where they wait for twenty minutes for her luggage to come. When he sees the two suitcases he looks at her, smiles, shaking his head.
"I couldn't decide."
"You never could pack light."
"At least it's better than the five suitcases I took to London."
"Don't remind me I had to carry those up five flights of stairs and each weighed at least five pounds." Jeffrey says, picking up the suitcases.
"They weren't that heavy."
"How would you know you didn't have to carry them up five flights of stairs?"
"If I remember correctly Mr. O'Neill I offered to help you but you insisted on being the hero."
"I couldn't let you carry your luggage, your arm was still healing from that terrorist, what was his name?"
"I don't remember." Sam replies, taking the backpack back.
They leave a few minutes later. Walking out of the terminal, she follows him until they reach his truck and then she stops and stares at the truck and then looks over at him. "A truck!"
"Yeah, I know." Jeffrey says, putting the luggage in the back and then opening Sam's door for her. Closing it he walks around and opens the driver's side door as Sam says, "you swore you would never own a truck."
"I know, but things change." Jeffrey says, starting the truck and backing out of the parking space.
"But…"
"There's a simple explanation." Jeffrey says, as Sam looks over at him. "I bought the truck last summer after Cassie and I got together so we would have room for the baby. After the baby thing played out and we broke up I decided to keep the truck."
"So you bought this for Cassie, what did you have before?" Sam asks, as they drive through town.
"I had a black Mercedes convertible, a two seater."
"Now, that sounds like the Jeffrey I know."
"I've changed a little bit over the years. But I still like my creature comforts. I've gotten used to this. And maybe at first I hung onto it to hang on to Cassie, but I really like it and it makes hauling my equipment around a lot easier."
"Wow, I guess we both have changed." Sam says, looking over at him.
"Have you and Cassie talked anymore?"
"No, she's been busy with Richard."
"Have you told him about Tammy?"
"No, but I don't think we're going to be able to put it off much longer." Sam says, sounding sad.
"Do you want me there?" Jeffrey asks, reaching over for her hand.
"No, I mean you can if you want but its part of the job telling patients bad news. That couple that came in on the emergency." Jeffrey nodded that he remembered. "I had to tell her that she lost her baby because of the explosion."
"I'm sorry."
"At least I could tell her that she would still be able to have children." Sam says "But it's going to take her awhile before she's ready for that, both of them." Sam says, squeezing his hand.
"Are you hungry?" Jeffrey asks as they drive through town.
"Actually, I am."
"I know where we can go." Jeffrey says, turning left at the next light and heading for Company.
Now that Buzz has moved on from Olivia, things between him and Buzz has started to thaw a little bit. They aren't best friends, but at least Buzz returns his greeting when he walks into Company instead of looking at him with daggers.
Pulling into the parking lot, Jeffrey parks and then gets out and walks around to the other side of the truck. Opening the door for her, he helps her out and then puts his arm around her as he pushes the door closed and they walk across the parking lot.
An hour later they have finished eating. Reaching for the bill, Jeffrey pulls out his wallet, laying some cash on the table to cover the bill as well as a generous tip for Marina, they leave, heading for the Beacon. Olivia is still at the front desk when Jeffrey and Sam walk in. She watches as they walk up the stairs to his room.
Taking his key from his pocket, he slips the card into the lock and then opens the door for her, picking up her suitcases, as she walks in. Putting the suitcases down in the bedroom, he walks back into the living room after kicking his boots off. He finds the room empty and he starts to panic until he notices the doors to the balcony are open. Walking over to them, he watches her for a couple seconds until she turns around and smiles at him. Walking over to her, he puts his arm across her shoulders as she says, looking out at the lake and the lighthouse. "It's a beautiful view"
"Yes, it is. I'll admit I don't come out here that often."
"Why not?"
"I don't know; don't take the time I guess."
"Well, you should." She says, looking back across the lake.
"Yes ma'am." He says, as he watches her. Loving the moonlight as it reflects off her hair. Reaching over, he turns her face towards his gently caressing her cheek as he looks down into her eyes. "Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?" Jeffrey asks, moving closer to her.
"Thank you." Sam says looking up at him, their gazes locking for a couple seconds before her gaze drops to his lips.
Leaning closer to him, she wraps her arms around his waist. "I missed you this week. I know I told you that, but I couldn't wait till this afternoon."
"Me either." Jeffrey says, leaning his forehead against hers. There is a couple seconds of silence before he whispers "Are you as nervous as I am?"
"Yes." She says, holding him tighter
"I want to kiss you." He says, leaning back and looking down at her.
"What's stopping…?"
He leans in, kissing her before she finishes. He pulls her closer to him as they both feel passion beginning to burn inside them. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she buries her fingers in his hair as her tongue slips inside his mouth catching him by surprise, before returning her caress as he lifts and carries her to the bed, laying her down. She sighs as she feels his weight against her, pressing her into the bed and bringing her desire higher. Breaking the kiss, he moves to her neck. Nibbling and kissing as he moves up her neck to her ear, until he hears her moan softly. Leaning back, he looks down and asks "are you still…"
"No, we're fine." Sam says, pulling him back down and kissing him as they roll to his back, sitting up she straddles him, reaching for the hem of her shirt. Pulling it up and over her head, she tosses it to the floor as his hands settle at her waist.
"Sam." He sighs, reaching up and closing each hand around her breasts, caressing her through her bra. She nearly crumbles when he touches her. Leaning over she kisses him, forgetting about everything but the feel of his breathing beneath her thighs and the feel of his lips and tongue.
Wrapping his arm around her, he pulls her down to him. They kiss for a few seconds before he reaches up and unhooks her bra, pushing the straps down her arms as she deepens the kiss. Helping her to sit up, he reaches up, caressing her breast as he watches her. Heat fills him, when he hears her moan and she rocks her hips against his hips.
"Sam!" He sighs as his hands fall to her waist, holding her against him. "I need you."
"Umm." She says kneeling over him as he reaches for the snap on her jeans, kissing him as he pulls it open and reaching for the zipper, tugging on it until he has her jeans open. Reaching inside he cups her. "Jeffrey!" She cries, rocking against his hand as he presses his fingers against her.
Stopping, he sits up and kisses her to stop her protest as he reaches for his t-shirt and pulls it up and over his head, tossing it to the floor as she kicks her sandals off and then stands up and tugs her jeans down, underwear and all. Stopping, he stares at her for a couple seconds before he stands up and pulls his jeans and boxers down, kicking them off as she pushes him back across the bed and kneels over him, kissing him as she reaches for him, wrapping her hand around him.
"Sam." He groans as she caresses him, arching his back. He waits a couple minutes before he wraps his arms around her and rolls over.
Letting his hands run over her body, he softly caresses her breasts until her nipples are hard peaks pressing against the palm of his hand. Leaning over, he kisses them before he moves on, caressing her stomach. He smiles as she shivers while he plays with her belly button. Looking up, he watches her for a couple seconds as he repeats the caress.
"Jeffrey." She sighs, arching her back.
"Are your ready?"
"Yes." She begs, arching her back.
"I want to find out how ready." He says, his hand slipping between her thighs. He feels the heat and desire flowing from deep within her. Caressing her softly, he watches her.
"Jeffrey." She cries, as his fingers slip inside her. After a couple seconds, she can't take it, reaching for him. "I need you." She begs.
Leaning over her, he kisses her gently as he slips inside, slowly filling her until their bodies are completely connected. Slowly he begins to thrust, pressing against her clinging body. Wrapping her arms around him, she holds him against her as she arches her back, adding her caress to his, taking him as deep as she can. After a couple minutes, he feels the need to go deeper and harder, kneeling he pushes her legs back until they double back and then he begins thrusting harder, pressing deep inside her, filling her with each caress.
"Jeffrey!" She sighs as she reaches for his driving hips and holds onto him, arching her back. "Oh, please!" She cries, as she feels herself shudder, holding him tighter.
"Sam." He groans as he feels her surrender. He feels the desire inside her roll through her, caressing him, pulling him deeper as he continues to thrust.
Taking a deep breath, thrusting one more time, he feels the tension snap inside him, flooding his body and hers with intense pleasure and passion. "Sam." He groans, collapsing in her waiting arms as he lets her legs fall to the bed.
Gasping for breath, as she wraps her arms around him, the feel of his breath cool against her heated skin makes her want him again, pushing against him, until he looks up and sees the need burning inside her.
"Sam." He whispers, as she pushes him over to his back, straddling him she begins to roll her hips. His hand fall to her waist holding her tightly as he presses against her, he feels the passion building again. Leaning over, she kisses him softly while she continues to rock, pushing them both towards heaven. It takes only seconds for desire to spread through them, collapsing in his arms as he wraps them around her, holding her against him. After a while he whispers. "That was amazing." Sam smiles as she leans up and kisses him. "You are amazing." She says "I missed that."
"I know." Jeffrey replies, releasing her before he moves up the head of the bed and then reaches for her wrapping his arms around her as she lies down beside him, leaning back against him.
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