A Second Chance
Chapter 5 - Fifty years from now
Still firmly placed in Sam`s arms outside, Andy stared at the photo in her hands and let a finger tip feathery brush over the surface of the twenty year old photo.
"This is the only time I remember us being a somewhat normal happy family", Andy said after a few minutes of silence. "This was taken the day I started first grade... I was so happy that day, and that dress... I picked it out in the store all by myself. Claire said I could chose whatever dress I wanted. I was so excited to wear it", Andy reminisced.
Sam couldn`t help but smile at the little McNally he got to learn about. Also made him want to hold her and never let her go. He really wanted to prove to her that he was able to give her happiness. He was going to make her the happiest woman possible.
"Our neighbor took this right before we left for school", she continued as she brushed another finger tip across the dress she wore. " My parents looked so proud and happy when my teacher called my name. That look they gave each other... It was the best and only great thing I remember was shared between them." She put the photo down and turned towards Sam. "I just need you to know, that all I have ever wanted is this", she said pointing at the two of them. " And I want to be happy, I do. I am happy. With you. Only you, because I love you more than I ever thought was possible, and I just... I`m so scared that I`ll be left. Again. Because I let you lead this time too, and that is hard..."
Sam swallowed the lump that had been forming in his throat. She couldn`t be more right. He did take the lead in this. And he was going to do everything in his power to make sure she knew that he would never leave her ever again. Not on purpose.
"And what if I someday turn out like Claire?" Sam could see the fear and worry in her eyes, hear it in her voice. She was nothing like her mother, and even if she tried to, she never would be.
"I don`t think I will, and I don`t want to, but if I do... You need to tie me to our bed and never let me go. I just need you to promise me that, you know?", she sobbed. Sam cupped her face in his hands and kissed her tear wet lips. " You are nothing like that woman. Even if you tried to, you wouldn`t be able to pull it off Andy... But if you ever doubt it, you just need to turn around and ask me", he reassured her.
"Oh yeah, you gonna be there?", she smiled, looking up at him.
"You wouldn`t be able to get rid of me with a fight sweetheart. I`m always going to be here. I`ll always have your back, I will do everything in my power to protect you and I will always love you. That is a promise I will never break, and I`m going to spend the rest of our life to prove that to you", he promised and pulled her close to his chest.
After a couple of minutes just holding on to each other, Andy broke the silence. "I know I`m not two hundred and fifty pounds yet, but how bout we start moving all of my crap in with your crap huh? I love you, and I want to fall asleep next to you and wake up next to you for the next fifty years or so...So what du say Swarek? Still want to live with all my crap?", she smirked as she kissed his jaw.
"Fifty years? that`s all I get?"
"Well, you`re pushing 34 soon... But if I get more than fifty, I really don`t mind..."
"Really? You gonna be there to take care of an old man?",Sam asked smiling at her.
"Nu uh...", she said shaking her head. "But all of our kids and grandkids will be..."
"Good. They should", he said back pulling her in for another kiss. When the kiss intensified, and she felt Sam push her dress strops down from her shoulders she knew it was... bedtime. Not wanting to break the contact or heated touches he left her skin, she made the tiniest gap between them. Small enough to not breaking their lips apart.
"Sam", she breathed. "We should...", except he didn`t let her talk at all. "Bedroom", she managed to breath out between heated kisses and burning touches.
"Yeah, we... probably should uh... do that". Except he simply couldn`t pull away from her. So, instead; he lifted her up bridal style carried her inside, pushed close the door with one foot and carried her straight up to bed.
Not leaving her lips once on the way up, he was forced to do so when he pulled her dress of over her head and tossed it... somewhere in the room.
He gently laid her down on the bed and crawled on top of her. Tracing kisses from her jaw and down. Much further down. When he reach her stomach, he could feel her whole body tense up in pleasure, and in only her underwear, she got up in her knees and pulled his t-shirt of.
Kissed down his chest and unbuttoned his jeans. He playfully pushed back down on the bed, and let his jeans fall down along with his boxers. For a second he just took in her beauty before he placed himself between her already butterfly open legs. He felt up her thighs and teasingly pulled at her panties. With a playful force he ripped them of before he got all the way on top of her. Sneaking his hands under her, he opened her bra and slid it of her.
"Come on Sam, show me how much you love me", she pleaded teasingly as she pulled him even closer. And when he covered her hard nipple with his mouth, sucked and licked at it, she felt they were both pretty damn ready.
"I love you Andy", he breathed out. Knowing the two most important facts; she was wet and he was hard. Like really, really hard - he pushed himself right the fuck inside of her. Made her mound and whimper underneath his weight. "Fuck, Sam", she whined as she felt him jab in and out, so good she felt her body buck tight into him.
It didn`t take long before their electrical, synchronic rhythm got them were they wanted. Tangled up in sweaty exhausted limbs and sheets, they breathed them self way, way down from the incredible high feeling they just had experienced.
"I love you too Sam".
He pulled her into him, and even though the room was dark, he felt her smile against his chest.
Fifty plus years of this? Somehow she would manage to put up with that. she thought as she felt Sam`s heavy breath against her hair. Not soon after she followed his deep slumber.
Early next morning, she was the first one to wake up. Laying on her side, she looked at the sleeping man next to her. So badly, she wanted to touch him and kiss him... Loud enough, hoping that he would wake up, she made a huff, pretended to shift and turn.
He groaned and opened his eyes. "I know you were awake sweetheart", he stated. As he turned on his side, his eyes were caught by her - slowly pulling down the sheet that for some reason was going to come all the way down. He reached his hand out and in a swift, he pulled her right up close t his chest, and smashed their lips together. "Morning beautiful", he said as he kissed down her neck, and sucked on that special spot he knew would get her worked up.
"Hi, morning. Sleep well?", she wanted to know.
"Mmm, the best", he said as he snuck his hand between her thighs and spreading them. "Turn back on your side", he breathed out, kissing her shoulder.
"And why would I do that exactly?", she asked, pretending to not know where this was going.
"Huh, I think you know exactly why...Do I have permission to enter?", he asked teasingly, as he waited, ready and hard right outside of her. He didn`t even need to ask, because in the same second, she lifted her leg and hooked it around him, giving him full and complete access, and with one steady, slow thrust, he sunk himself inside her - from behind.
Fifty years? Hell, make it a lifetime.
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