Anything for charity

Chapter 8

Friday night

At just gone 10, Phil heard the door close quietly.

"Finally made your way back then?" he laughed.

"I'm sorry, we lost track of time. I'm going to get changed."

"That's ok." Sam ran upstairs and came back down minutes later in a pair of jeans and a blouse. She walked into the kitchen and Phil followed.

Phil suddenly looked deep in thought. "Sam?"

"Yeah?"

"Why did you buy a ticket? I mean I haven't helped you very much."

"Oh I'd do anything for charity."

"So what are going to have me do then?" Sam spun around and looked deep into his eyes.

"Kiss me."

"What?"

"Kiss me. I know you want to." Phil put his hand on the side of her face, leant down and kissed her softly.

"Is this ok?"

"Yeah. But I think you can do better. Don't hold back." He lunged forward and kissed her passionately, backing her into the kitchen table and she had to grab onto it to steady herself. "Come on." She took his hands and led him over to the stairs and they wandered up them still kissing passionately.

She pulled him into her bedroom and onto the bed on top of her. Phil pulled away when his mobile started ringing.

"Leave it."

"I can't. It's Steve I promised I'd ring him tonight." He sighed as he sat up and answered the phone. "Hi."

"Hi Phil, how's it going?"

"Umm… yeah ok. You?"

"Fine. How's the DI treating you?" he laughed.

"Oh she's treating me real bad." He replied as Sam stood in front of him and started to undo her blouse seductively and as slowly as possible.

Phil's eyes widened.

"Phil?"

"Yeah bruv? What's wrong?"

"You seem distracted that's all."

"Oh yeah, Sam's just striping in front of me." He smirked knowing it would annoy her.

"Yeah right in your dreams." She let her blouse drop to the floor.

"Probably."

Realising she was getting nowhere, she climbed onto the bed behind him and removed his shirt while he was still on the phone. She ran her hands up his back and let them rest on his shoulders. She placed feather light kisses up his back and started to kiss his shoulders, moving up to his neck, biting softly. He moaned softly, but quietly so his brother didn't hear.

"Phil? You seem distracted." Sam continued to bite his neck, moving up and nibbling his ear gently.

"Yeah. Sam wanted me to do something… but I can't remember what it was." He said in a mocking voice and she bit his ear harder making him gasp. "Ah… now I remember."

Sam stood up and walked round the bed and in front of him. She pushed him so he was sitting with his back against the head board, climbed on top of him and straddled his waist. She took the phone from him and grinned at him with a wicked glint in her eye.

"Sorry… but Phil is busy at the moment you'll have to ring back later." She hung up, turned the phone off and tossed it into the corner of the room.

"That was my brother."

"I don't care if it was Heaton… I come first." She pinned his hands to the wall and kissed him softly. He heard a clicking sound and looked up to find she had handcuffed one of his hands to the bedpost.

"Hey come on that's not fair."

"So?"

"Come on take them off." He laughed.

"Oh I intend to." She then leant up and whispered huskily in his ear. "And if you're good… maybe later I'll take the handcuffs off as well." She ran her hands up his muscular chest and leant down to kiss his neck, biting gently. She kissed down his body and couldn't resist smiling. She could hear his breathing becoming quicker and sharper.

She teased him by fiddling with his belt buckle and slowly dragged it from his jeans, throwing it on the floor.

"This isn't very fair."

"Life isn't fair babe." She undid his trousers and paused. "Actually on second thoughts, maybe I should leave these on for a bit longer." She placed her hands on his thighs and hoisted herself up, as he tried to suppress a moan. She began kissed his lips lightly, teasing him, not letting him deepen the kiss. She pulled away slightly every time he tried to push his tongue into her mouth.

"Sam?" she stopped kissing him while he whispered something in her ear.

"Oh I don't know about that." She whispered back as a smile played across her lips.

"Please?" he begged her.

"Fine." She rolled her eyes, but couldn't resist smirking as she reached for the key on the bedside cabinet and unlocked the handcuffs.

Phil flipped her over and pinned her beneath him removing both their trousers and abandoning them on the floor with the rest of their clothes. He reached round her back and unclipped her bra, flinging it across the room somewhere. He removed what little clothing they had on and entered her roughly, making her gasp breathlessly. He held her hands above her head and thrust harder against her.

1 hour and 17 minutes later they collapsed in exhaustion, before Phil wrapped his arms around Sam and they drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.

Thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter and if you do it again, I'll ud quickly. Luv Sam xxx