A Fresh Start
Chapter Seventy
William is leaving his office with Jodi, when Colonel Mitchell walks up to them. "You'll send those changed over to the royal council for the new trade agreement with Mexico."
"Yes Sir, immediately."
"Thank you." William says before Jodi walks away and he turns to Colonel Mitchell. "Is there something you needed Colonel?" William asks, as Colonel Mitchell walks into his office and William closes the door before he walks back over to his desk and sits down.
"Sir, I have the results of Dr. Peter's background check, if you want to see it." Colonel Mitchell replies, as he sits down in front of William after he hands him the folder.
"You can tell me what it says?" William says, laying the folder on his desk.
"He's clean Sir. He has no affiliations to any of the known rebel groups, both those in support of Prince Edmund, or later Prince Richard. He is exactly who he says he is. He was born here on the island and lived here until he graduated from Williams Academy and went to college in New York. He was admitted to Harvard Medical School where he specialized in Obstetrics and Gynecology.
He came back to San Cristobel the year after he finished his medical training and started working at Saint Emmanuel's that same year. He worked his way up to being named head of the Obstetrics and Gynecology department at the hospital. He remained at the position until after this incident.
He's shown consistent support for the monarchy as well as Prince Richard and Princess Cassie along the Winslow family. And from what we've been able to gather, he was forced by Edmund to induce Princess Cassie's labor, just as he claims in the video."
"So, he has no reason to try and blame what happened on Edmund, either for political reasons or medical reasons."
"Not that we can find Sir."
"So Edmund is responsible for what happened to Will, Richard and Cassie."
"It would appear so. I also have the background check on Camille's aunt, and she checks out too. And her story checks out with the information we were given by Dr. Peters."
"So, Camille was either a knowing or unknowing participant in Edmund's scheme. Not that it matters, because she was put to death for her involvement in Richard's accident. I can only assume that the reason she went after me to claim my right to the throne is, either Dax knew about her involvement in Edmund's scheme and he used that to blackmail her to press me, or he simply wanted the monarchy returned and he used Camille to make that happen."
"I don't know about that Sir. But it seems that all of this was your brother's doing."
"Thank You Colonel. Could you tell Natalie that we have the results of the background checks and ask her to hold off making the statement to the press?"
"Yes Sir."
"Thank you." William says, as Colonel Mitchell gets up to leave the office.
When the door closes behind Colonel Mitchell, William sits back in his chair. Looking over at a picture of Will, he reaches for it and picks it up. Looking down, he realizes how much Will resembles Richard and Cassie. He has Richard's eyes and hair, his facial features along with Cassie's smile. He even has the mole on his upper lip just as he father has. "Why didn't we notice all of that before?" William thought, putting the picture back on his desk and getting up he walks over to the window.
Looking out at the ocean, for several moments he stands there, watching the sunlight reflecting off the water. He's thinking about the day Dax met him at the Rusty Anchor and told him about Will, the adoption and christening. He remembers walking into the sitting room upstairs and seeing Richard and Cassie holding his son, or who he thought was his son and how detached he felt at the idea that they were going to be his son's parents.
He remembers the fear in Cassie's eyes when he had asked to hold Will and how she clung to Richard's hand afraid to breath, to even ask what he was going to do. And then how she had pushed to make sure he was a part of Will's life, even when he insisted that he didn't want to be tied down.
And then Edmund crosses his mind, how he manipulated everyone, himself, Camille, Richard and Cassie, the doctors, all to hurt them. To make Richard suffer yet again because he was born first, he was the favored son. He was the ruler of San Cristobel. Even when Richard found out he had no right to rule, and he came forward and told the people the truth. He knew the consequences if he did but he couldn't continue the lie and he couldn't knowingly give the throne to Edmund after all the things he had done.
Turning from the window, he walks over to his desk. Picking up the phone, he dials a number after a couple rings someone answers. "Yes, this is William bring my car to the palace immediately."
"Yes Sir." The man replies and William hangs up.
Reaching for the intercom, he buzzes Jodi. "Yes Sir." She replies.
"Could you come in here please?"
"Yes Sir." Jodi replies getting up and walking over to his office door she opens it. "You wanted to see me Sir?"
"Yes, I want you to contact Lord Leslie's assistant and inform her that I will have to reschedule our meeting. Also inform the staff that I will not be attending the fund raiser this evening and give my apology. If anything comes up, inform Colonel Mitchell that he is to handle it, unless it's a national emergency."
"Are you leaving the country Sir?"
"No, I'm going down to the prison." William says, walking out of his office.
"Yes Sir, I'll get right on it Sir."
"Thank you." William says, leaving the outer office.
Walking upstairs, he heads for his suite. Walking into his closet, he pulls his tie loose as he unbuttons his jacket. Shrugging it off, he changes clothes, slipping on a pair of jeans and shirt along with boots. He's walking out of the closet when someone knocks on his door. Walking through to the sitting room, he opens the door on the second knock. "Yes."
"Sir, your car has arrived."
"Thank you, I'll be right down."
"Yes Sir." The maid turns to leave, as William walks back into his suite, picking up his wallet he leaves his suite.
Walking downstairs, he walks out of the palace as Colonel Mitchell walks out of the palace. "Sir." He calls as William is walking around his car.
"Yes, Colonel." William says, stopping with his hand on the car door.
"Jodi just informed me that you're going down to the prison Sir."
"That's correct."
"Do you wish to have guards…?"
"No, I want to speak to my brother alone. I'll be fine Colonel."
"Yes Sir, when will you return Sir?"
"Probably later tonight." William replies, getting into the car and closing the door.
"Yes Sir." Colonel Mitchell replies, as William starts the car and pulls away from the palace.
On the southern tip of San Cristobel the National prison was established several hundred years before. It's seen many different changes. It's housed many different prisoners from famous pirates to petty thieves but never in its history has a member of the royal family been sentenced to serve time within its walls.
When Edmund had been brought to the prison a few years before, he had thought that it was only temporary. That William would realize that a member of the royal family could not be held with the common prisoners and he would be transferred back to the palace. Where he was confident that he would be able to convince William to let him go, but as the months and then years wore on, he soon realized that William had no intention of moving him. He would be spending the rest of his life behind the walls of his cell, only allowed out to walk the courtyard after all the other prisoners were locked behind the gates and bars that made up the prison.
He tried many times to work his way into the favor of the warden but after the last time and the threat that should he continue his efforts he would be treated as any other prisoner and be forced into common labor Edmund had back off.
Edmund is out in the prisoner's courtyard, taking his three hour break from his cell when one of the guards walks out of the prison. "93923, you've got a visitor." It had taken months for Edmund to become used to being called by his prisoner number instead of his title. Another thing that the prison closely monitored and control was to whom he spoke with and who visited him so Edmund is surprised with this bit of information.
"This is my time." Edmund replies, turning to the guard.
"Yeah well, you're requested inside, so come on." The guard says, motioning him towards the prison.
"Will I get to come back out?" Edmund asks, as they walk towards the prison.
"Depends on how long the visit last, if you're times up, you'll be taken back to your cell, now come on. He's waiting."
They walk into the prison where another guard is waiting. With each one on either side of him, they start down the hall towards the Warden's office. Edmund couldn't imagine why they were taking him to the Warden's office instead of the usual visiting area, but he was about to find out. Walking up to the door, one of the guards hold him still while the other knocks on the door and they hear a voice call from inside. "Come in." William says.
Opening the door, the guard that knocked says. "Here is the prisoner, Your Highness."
Edmund's head snaps up when he hears his former title, and he is surprised to see his half brother standing before him. "Thank you." William says, nodding to the men. "If one of you will stay, the other can leave."
"Yes sir." The guard holding the door says, nodding as he closes the door.
"Put him in the chair and secure him and then stand by the door."
"Yes Sir." The guard replies, following William's instructions.
Edmund sits down in the chair across from the Warden's desk, allowing the guard to handcuff him to the chair while he watches his brother. When the guard steps away, he says "I'm surprised to see you here Brother." William doesn't answer, while he watches him. "Why are you here?" Edmund asks. William walks slowly over to the Warden's desk. Standing behind it, he continues to watch Edmund for a few moments before he pulls the warden's chair out and sits down across from him. "Are you…?"
"I'm sure you heard the announcement concerning my son Will."
"I heard something about it. It's sort of amazing that Richard and Cassie adopted their own son, what are the odds of that happening?"
William looks at him for a few moments before he says. "I'm only going to ask you this one time, and I expect the truth when you answer."
"And if I don't give you the answer you're expecting."
"I only want this information so that I can tell Richard and Cassie everything. Given the current situation with Will, and the fact that he is Richard and Cassie's son I was forced to announce that he is not the heir to the throne and I was also forced to investigate what exactly happened during the time that Cassie was in the hospital after her accident. That investigation has led me to you." William pauses for a couple of seconds to see if Edmund would comment and what his reaction would be. When he doesn't say anything, William continues. "Did you order Cassie's labor to be induced in the days following her accident?" Edmund hadn't expected him to come out and directly ask him if he ordered Cassie's labor to be induced and for a few moments he watches him, trying to gage what he will do if he admitted that he did make the order. "Well, did you?" William asks, still watching him..
"And what will happen if I did order it?"
"If you ordered it, there's not a whole lot I can do to you. You are already in prison."
"Then why should I tell you if my situation isn't going to change?"
"For once I hope you will admit what you've done. But if you won't I will be forced to bring serious charges against you. Right now you are only here on charges with interfering with government business. If you won't admit that you were the one that ordered Cassie's labor to be induced, then I will be force to turn all of the evidence I've collected over to the proper authorities and you will have to face their conclusions."
"We both know that you have ultimate say as to whether I'm charged with anything more, or if I stay where I'm at."
"Are you going to admit it, or not?"
Edmund watches him for a few moments, before he sits up and leans forward. "I will say this. My brother and his slut got exactly what they deserved for taking away my birthright."
"So, you're admitting that you made the order."
Edmund watches him for a couple of seconds before he answers. "Yes, I ordered Cassie's labor to be induced." Edmund replies coldly.
"And you are admitting that after she delivered the baby, you had the baby removed from the hospital and given to another woman, my former wife to be raised and you told Cassie's doctor to tell them that their baby had been stillborn."
"The baby was never removed from the hospital, but yes, I gave the baby to your former wife and ordered Cassie's doctor to tell my brother and Cassie that the baby was stillborn."
"Thank you." William says, standing up.
"He deserved everything he got." Edmund says, as William walks towards the door.
Turning, William looks back at him. "You have no idea what your hatred has cost you." He says, before the guard opens the door and William walks out. The guard follows him out, closing the door behind them. Turning to guard standing outside, he asks. "Everything was recorded?"
"Yes Sir, just as you specified?" The guard replies, handing him a tape.
"Thank you. I will also need your sworn statement that he was under no duress when he made these statements." William says, turning back to the guard that was standing inside the room with them.
"Yes Sir, I would be happy to give a statement." The guard replies.
"Fax it over to the palace after you've given it."
"Yes Sir."
William turns to leave. Walking out of the prison, William pulls his cell phone from his pocket and dials Colonel Mitchell number after a couple rings his assistant answers. "Colonel Mitchell's office."
"Yes, this is William. I need to speak to the Colonel."
"Yes Sir, could you hold please?"
"Yes."
Colonel Mitchell's assistant puts him on hold and then she buzzes the Colonel. "Yes." Colonel Mitchell says, answering the buzz.
"Sir, His Highness is on line one for you."
"Thank you Betty." Colonel Mitchell replies, pushing the button for the call. "Sir." He says.
"Colonel, I'm about to leave the prison."
"Were you able to speak with Edmund Sir?"
"Yes, and I have a copy of his statement, as well as a statement from the guard that was in the room stating that Edmund was not pressured into making this statement. He will be faxing it the palace within the next hour I would assume."
"Yes Sir."
"I should be back at the palace within a couple of hours."
"Yes Sir. I'll inform my assistant that the fax will be coming in and we'll take care of it."
"Tell Natalie, that I want to revise the current press release. We will discuss it when I return to the palace."
"Yes Sir."
"I'll speak to you in about an hour."
"Yes Sir."
William hangs up as he opens the door to his car. Getting inside, he starts the car and drives away from the prison while Edmund is escorted back to the yard where he is left alone again.
Hanging up the phone, Sam leans over and takes another smell of the floors. Smiling she picks up the vase and turns towards the dining room table. She's about half there when the phone starts to ring again. Walking the rest of the way and sitting the flower in the center of the table, she walks swiftly to the phone catching it at the beginning of the third ring. "Hello."
"Sam, its Cassie."
"Hi, how are you?"
"I'm good. Busy with the boys, Richard and the Beacon."
"I know, I have that to look forward too after I get my practice started."
"Do you know when that will be?"
"No, I'm still looking at locations."
"I hope you find something soon. The reason I called I was thinking that maybe you and Jeffrey could come out to the farm this evening for dinner."
"I don't think Jeffrey has any special plans for tonight. I can ask him when he gets home. I might stop by there after I pick up his dry cleaning."
"Oh, that reminds me I've got to do that myself." Cassie says, reaching for a pen and scribbling a note to herself.
"If I stop his office I can ask him."
"Okay. If you guys have nothing planned for dinner, then we would love to have you."
"I'll see what he says and get back with you."
"Okay. I'm at the Beacon until five."
"Alright, I was about to leave so I'll go by after I stop at the dry cleaners."
"I'll expect to hear from you then."
"Yes."
"Okay, talk to you later."
"Yeah." They hang up and Sam grabs her purse off the stand by the door. She leaves a few minutes later.
After stopping at the dry cleaners, Sam puts Jeffrey's shirts in the back of her car, before she gets in. Starting the car she heads towards City Hall. Walking into the Mayor's office, she nods to different Councilmen as she walks towards Jeffrey's office. Stacey was sitting at her desk when Sam walks in. "Hi, Ms. Whitley." Stacey says, looking up from the letter she was writing.
"Hi, and call me Sam."
"Yes ma'am."
"Is he in?" Sam asks, nodding towards Jeffrey closed door
"Yes ma'am, he's in a meeting with one of the councilmen."
"Oh, okay. I can…."
"I'm sure they will be finished in a few minutes, if you want to wait."
"Alright, I can do that." Sam says, walking over to one of the chairs. She picks up a magazine and begins leafing through it.
A few minutes later, Jeffrey's door opens and he walks out with another man. "We'll discuss this more." Jeffrey says.
"Yes Sir." The man replies, shaking Jeffrey's outstretched hand before he walks away and Jeffrey turns around, spotting Sam sitting in one of the chairs he walks over her. "Hi." He says, as she puts the magazine down and stands up.
"Hi."
"I wasn't expecting you."
"I know. I wanted to come by and thank you for the flowers."
"You've already…." Jeffrey catches the look in her eyes. Turning to Stacey, "I'll be in my office, hold my calls." He says, as he takes Sam's hand and leads her into his office closing the door behind them. "You were saying?" He asks, still holding her hand.
"Yes I was." Sam says, taking a step closer to him. "Thank you." She says, softly, putting her arms around his waist and looking up at him.
"You're welcome." Jeffrey says, lightly caressing her cheek. "Did they make you feel better?"
"Yes, they made me smile." She says, hugging him
"Then they were worth more than I paid for them." Jeffrey says, hugging her and lightly kissing the top of her head.
After a few moments, Sam steps back. Turning she walks over to his desk, leaning against it as he sits down at his desk. "You realize that I'm not going to let anything happened to either of you."
"I know. But I want this to be about you and I and I don't want to worry about Olivia or anything else."
"Then don't, it will be about us. I promise you it will and no matter what Olivia tries, she will not tear us apart." Jeffrey says, taking her hand and pulling her down into his lap.
"Did you talk to Frank about the security?"
"No." Jeffrey says, as she looks over at him. "I talked to Noah instead. I felt like the agency can better handle this situation. They can be discrete and there are more men at our disposal."
"So what did he say?"
"That he would speak to the office in Chicago and have agents sent from there and he knows that they have to be discrete."
"Alright. Cassie called me just before I left the loft."
"What did she want?"
"She invited us to the farm for dinner tonight and I told her that I would ask you and get back with her."
"We don't have anything planned for this evening that I know of?" Jeffrey says, idly playing with her ponytail.
"Then I'll call her and tell we'll be coming."
"Okay." Jeffrey replies softly as Sam turns to look at him.
"We can't." She says softly.
"Why not?"
"Because anyone can walk in, and I want to wait till we're alone." She replies, watching his mouth.
"Alright, well then can I have one thing to hold me over?"
"Wha…?"
Leaning towards her, he softly kisses her. Leaning into him, she kisses him as she wraps her arms around his neck as he pulls her closer. For a few seconds silence fills the room before Jeffrey sits back and looks up at her and smiles before he whispers. "I love both of you."
"We love you too." Sam whispers, laying her head against his.
"I'm not sure that kiss is going to be enough."
Smiling, she leans in and kisses him again as he holds her tightly. They both jump when Stacey buzzes him. Sitting back, he releases her as Sam starts to move away. Reaching to stop her, he reaches for the phone and the intercom. "Yes." Jeffrey says his voice a little hoarse.
"Sir, I'm sorry to interrupt but Mr. Lewis is here to see you."
"Ah, okay. Tell him I'll be with him in a moment."
"Yes Sir." Stacey replies, as Billy walks over to the chairs and sits down.
"Josh is here to see you?" Sam asks, standing up.
"Ah, no, I'm sure that it's Billy."
"Billy. Why would Billy be coming by to see you?"
"I'm sure it has to with some construction business, probably a zoning matter."
"Oh okay, then I'll go. And I'll see you when you get home."
"Yes, and we'll finish this." Jeffrey says, standing up and walking her to the door.
Before she opens the door, he stops her. Leaning in he kisses her softly. "Just one more." He says softly, smiling as she chuckles.
"I'll see you tonight." Sam replies, reaching for the door and opening it.
Walking out with her as Billy stands up. "I'll see you later." Jeffrey says, hugging her quickly before he releases her and Billy walks up to them.
"Sam." Billy says.
"Mr. Lewis…."
"Call me Billy."
"Alright, Billy it was a pleasure to see you again."
"And you too." Billy replies, as Sam turns to walk away.
"J, I'll see you tonight."
"Yes, tonight." Jeffrey says watching her leave before he turns his attention to Billy. "I'm surprised to see you so soon."
"I had some time after lunch so I went by the house with a couple of our foremen." Billy says, walking into Jeffrey's office.
Closing the door behind them, Jeffrey walks over to his desk with Billy following behind him. "So, what did you find?"
"It's going to need extensive repairs to the porch. All new windows on the lower level, simply because most of them have been broken out, so if you're going to do that to the lower level I would suggest doing it to the upper floor as well, simply to save on energy costs. Now I can't say about the wiring and other internal issues, but the house itself is in good condition."
"When will you know for sure about the rest?"
"We're about to finish up on a job in Oakdale. When the crew is finished I'll send it to the house. Of course I'll have to tell Josh."
"Okay."
"I should have a full report within a week."
"Okay, thank you."
"You may not be saying that when I get a good look at the house."
"I'm sure that you'll be fair."
"I'll be in touch after the foreman has had a chance to look the property over."
"Okay." Jeffrey says, following Billy to the door. "Thank you for looking into this so quickly."
"You're welcome, and I'll be in touch." Billy says, leaving the office.
After leaving Jeffrey's office, Sam pulls out of the parking lot headed towards Cedars. Since she had seen the article in the Springfield Journal she had started going by the house that was set for demolition. As she turned the corner onto Cedar Street, she noticed that the caution tape had been removed.
As she drew closer she was able to see that the signs stating that the house had been scheduled for demolition had been removed. As she stopped in front of the house, she was surprised to see the sold sign nailed to the front post of the porch. Stopping the car, she gets out and walks up the sidewalk to the sign. "Property sold for back taxes, to private owner."
She stared at the sign for a few moments before she slowly turns around and walks back to her car. Opening the car door, she looks back over her shoulder and looks at the house before she gets in and starts the car, slowly pulling away.
A part of her wanted to go direct to City Hall and find out who had bought the property, but then she realized that they probably wouldn't tell her the information. So instead, she decided to say something to Jeffrey when he got home. Maybe he could find out who bought the property. Turning at the next block she goes back to the loft.
After returning to the loft, Sam calls Cassie and tells her that she and Jeffrey would be coming out to the farm. And then she spends the rest of the afternoon puttering around the loft, trying to keep her mind off the house and the fact that someone had bought the property. Finally around 4:30 she decides to take a bath.
Walking into bathroom, she fills the bath with warm water and for a couple seconds debated about putting her favorite bath salts in the water and then decides too. Heading upstairs, she slips her clothes off before she takes a towel and washcloth from the closet in the hallway outside the bathroom.
Turning the water off, she slowly sinks into the warm water, leaning back against the wall she closes her eyes as she feels her body begin to relax. She usually liked to have the water hotter than it was but because of the baby she didn't this time.
About forty five minutes later, Jeffrey walks into the loft. Laying his keys and briefcase on the stand by the door he calls "Sam." Slowly opening her eyes, Sam blinks for a couple seconds before she realizes that she had fallen asleep. "Sam, are you here?" Jeffrey calls, after slipping his suit jacket off as he walks by the bathroom.
"I'm in here." Sam calls, sitting up in the bath.
Stopping Jeffrey opens the door. "What are you doing?" he asks, leaning against the doorframe after he hangs the jacket on the doorknob.
"I thought I would take a bath before we went to Richard and Cassie's but I must have fallen asleep." Sam says, as Jeffrey pushes away from the door and walks into the bathroom.
Reaching for his tie, he pulls it loose before he pulls his shirt out of his pants as he slips off his shoes "Do you mind if I join you?" He asks, unbuttoning his shirt and slipping it off while she watches him.
"No." She replies, as he reaches for his belt and pulls it loose.
Opening his pants, he pushes them down and off. Stepping out of them, he walks slowly over to the tub as Sam moves up. Getting in, he slowly sinks into the water. Lying back against him, Sam pulls his arms around her. "You know, you've been on my mind since you left my office."
"I have." Sam replies, playing with his fingers.
"Yes." Jeffrey replies, taking her hand and closing his around hers before she turns to face him.
"I told Cassie that we would be at the farm around six."
"We have time." Jeffrey replies, reaching up to take the clip out of her hair.
As it falls down her back, he slowly runs his finger through it as she leans in to kiss him. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she leans against him as he takes control of the kiss. Wrapping his arms around her, slowly she moves along his jaw lightly kissing him as he lays his head back closing his eyes and returning the control to her.
Nibbling on his earlobe, she gradually scratches her way across his chest. Stopping to caress his nipples as he pulls her against him, pressing their lower bodies together, Sam sucks in a deep breath when she feels him pressing against her.
Leisurely she begins to move down his neck, lightly kissing and nibbling on the heated skin beneath her lips. For a couple of seconds, she hovers over his nipple, letting her breath caress him until he reaches up, pressing her mouth against his chest, her tongue lightly caressing him as he holds her mouth against his body, the heat of the water adding to the desire rushing through him, "Beca." He sighs.
Slowly she moved her hands down his body, slipping beneath the water, scratching her way across his lower abdomen. Releasing her, he reaches for her. Moving his hands up her arms to her shoulders, resting there for a few seconds before he continues on, moving down her chest till he reaches her breast, cupping them softly as she rests her hands at his hips.
Leaning back, she looks up and catches his gaze. "Please J." Sam whispers as he begins to tenderly caress her. Sucking in a deep breath she holds it before she releases it in a moan. Closing her eyes, she feels her body sinking deeper into the passion burning inside both of them.
After a few seconds, he releases her. Opening her eyes, she looks up as he moves his hand down her body, caressing her as they sink below the water, reaching for her as she braces her hands on either side of the tub, trying to prepare her body for his touch.
"Oh, J." She moans, when she feels his fingers slipping between her thighs, gently he begins to caress her desire. "I feel you darlin." She whispers, moving closer to him.
"I feel you too. Touch me." He whispers, leaning up and kissing her.
Reaching for him, she moves her hands down his chest, caressing him as he sucks in a deep breath when her hand closes around him, caressing him in tune with his caress. "Beca." He whispers. "I love you baby." He groans.
"I love you too." She whispers, leaning against him. Slowly she begins to move her hand, caressing him as he slips his finger inside her, for a couple of seconds she is frozen in time. Slowly she moves her hips against him in tune with her caress as he begins rub his thumb across her desire. Waves of devastating desire rush through them both, reaching to kiss her he stops short of sending her over the edge. "J" She groans, looking up.
"I want to fill you up. I want to feel your body holding mine." He whispers hoarsely, reaching to kiss her as she moves.
Straddling him, she reaches for him, holding him she guides him inside her. He holds onto her tightly when he feels her begin to quiver. Sinking on to him, she wraps her arms around him as he wraps his arms around her. Holding her tightly, as he swallows her sigh, slowly she begins to move. Sliding back and forth, as he lays his head back, his eyes falling closes as he holds onto her sliding hips.
After a few minutes, the need to move deeper pushes Sam and she begins to move her hips faster. "Oh, Beca." Jeffrey groans, tightening his hold on her.
The water inside the tub begins to roll with her adding to the desire and the rhythm of her hips. After a few seconds, it begins to splash over the side of the tub. Stopping, Sam looks up at him and then over the side of the tub as they both laugh as she looks back at him. "Please, don't stop." Jeffrey whispers, reaching to kiss her.
"I can't." She whispers back, once again beginning to move her hips.
"Beca." He groans "I feel you baby, oh I feel you."
"J." She gasps, as she feels she begins to quiver.
He holds tightly to her hips while he feels her release wash over his. The waves rush over her, filling her with heat and wonderful waves of release. When he feels the last wave, he thrusts once and then gasps as hot waves of release rushes through him, filling her. His release brings her over the edge again. When the final waves wash over each of them, Sam collapses into his waiting arms.
Wrapping them around her tightly, Jeffrey lays his head back against the wall as he swallows, trying to catch his breath. After a couple of moments, she leans back and looks up at him. "Was that what you were thinking about?" Sam asks, watching him.
"That and more." Jeffrey replies, after a couple of moments.
"More."
"Yes." Jeffrey replies feeling his body responding to her again, growing inside her as she begins to move against him again. "Oh, Sam." He groans
"Jeffrey." She whispers, closing her eyes and letting her head fall back as he leans forward.
Changing the angle of entry and brushing deep against her. "Oh!" she cries, feeling her body fall over the edge again.
Thrusting a couple of times, Jeffrey holds her against him. Filling her with the release burning through him, leaning back, he brings her with him, holding her close.
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