Sam drove the Impala to the Lonely Pines and held out his hand for my key as we both exited the car. I placed the key into his hand before turning to grab my bag from the seat where it sat between us. I stood back while Sam checked the room "just incase" he had said. I followed him into the room when he was sure that everything was fine and threw my bag onto the table. I turned to Sam just as he was about to leave, "Would you stay while I shower? I just would feel better knowing you're out here." Sam ran a hand through his shaggy hair and nodded, "Sure. I wanted to ask but I didn't want you feeling uncomfortable with me being here." I smiled at his gentle ways, "So it's settled then. You hang out here and make yourself at home and I'll grab a quick shower to wash this grime off." Sam gave me another puppy dog smile as I turned to grab a clean change of clothes. My other things were already laid out in the bathroom. Just as I reached the door I happened to have a thought. I turned to look at the handsome hunter, "I'm going to leave the door unlocked incase you need to use the facilities while I'm in the shower. The curtain will be closed so don't hesitate to come in if you have the need." Sam looked as if he wasn't sure how to answer that so I let him off easy and ducked into the room and shut the door behind me.
When I finished my shower I did a quick peek outside the curtain before grabbing the towel to dry off to make sure I was alone in the room. Seeing the room was empty I threw back the curtain and grabbed the towel to start drying off. I slathered on my good lotion and dressed in a pair of shorts and a bright pink tank top. I quickly combed through my hair and left it to air dry. When I walked into the other room I found Sam sitting at the little table with a steaming hot pizza and a six pack of cold beers. "I took the liberty of ordering a pizza and some beer for us. I figured you would be starving.", he said almost sheepishly. A huge smile broke out across my face, "Man do you know how to woo a girl? I am famished!" Pulling out the chair across from Sam I took a slice of pizza and bit into it greedily. Sam twisted off the top of one of the beers and placed it in front of me. I struggled with the stringy cheese as I nodded a thanks in his direction. We devoured half of the pizza and four of the beers in no time. Sam stood to leave and something tugged at me to get him to stay. I guess I was still feeling a little off. "Do you mind to stay a little longer? We can find a movie or something to watch." "Sure if that's what you want.", Sam said simply.
I walked over to the TV and picked up the remote from the top of it. The best place in this room to watch the TV was from the bed. I didn't feel awkward about it and I hoped Sam wouldn't, "We can sit here on the bed." Sam looked a bit awkward but soon joined me on the bed after kicking off his boots. I sat with my back against the headboard and my shoulder brushing lightly against his soft flannel over shirt. I tried to concentrate on the TV and the remote in my hand but the closeness of the strong hunter was causing me to have to concentrate more on my breathing. Finally I found an episode of Game of Thrones and decided to leave it there. This was still in the first season where Danarys had just been offered to Kahl Drogo. "Have you watched this before?", I questioned Sam. He cleared his throat and nodded, "I catch episodes of it here and there." Nodding I lean over to lay the remote on the bedside table. We sit watching the TV screen for a long time before I notice that it's grown dark outside. We hadn't turned on any lights so the flickering of the TV was the only light in the room. It played across Sam's features causing my breath to hitch in surprise at just how handsome the youngest Winchester was.
I was surprised when Bethani asked me to stay and even more surprised when she said we could sit on the bed and watch TV. Didn't she know that I have had a thing for her since first meeting her? Then to find out that she was a hunter was even more of a turn on for me. It wasn't often that you found a woman that could understand the life that you lived being a hunter. When she walked out of that bathroom in those shorts and tank top I thought I would lose it right there. Now she is reclining here beside me smelling of gardenia lotion, her legs crossed at the ankles and looking as smooth as silk. I can feel her eyes on me at times as I struggle to not look down at her or to not take her into my lap and ravage her. The scene on the TV has flashed to the first scene of Danarys with Kahl Drogo after the marriage. Oh shit I know what's coming and I'm going to have to get as far away from Bethani as possible! Kahl has stripped Dany of her flimsy dress and has pushed her over from behind. I fight with myself to not run from the room as he begins to pound into her from behind. Oh sweet Jesus why?
Just as I'm about to leap from the bed Bethani is on her knees beside me with a look of desire in her green eyes. Quick as a cat she's thrown one leg over my hips and is sitting facing me. Her lips and mine meet tenderly at first and then she buries her hands in my hair and the kiss intensifies. I haven't been with a woman in a while so I'm instantly hard beneath her as she begins to grind against me. A groan fills the room and then a cry of pleasure as Bethani breaks from our kiss, throws her head back and grinds down hard on my length. I reach to skim my thumbs over her nipples as they strain against the thin fabric of her tank top. Sweet Jesus she doesn't have on a bra! Her breasts are small but pert. I lean forward to wrap my arms around her as I pull her closer to me I bite down on her exposed neck. My fingers skim beneath the fabric of her top to feel the warm flesh there above her shorts. I quickly sit back just enough to remove her top to expose her breasts to my eyes. I reach for them after tossing the shirt over the edge of the bed and palm them in my large hands. Bethani looks me in the eyes and says, "I've been thinking about this with you for what seems like forever." I growl and lean in to capture her lips again with my own, my teeth nipping at her bottom lip as she slips a small hand between us to grasp my length straining against the denim of my jeans.
I push up into her hand and rock gently, encouraging her to stroke me. After a few long agonizing seconds she pushes back and reaches to unzip my jeans. I fumble with my shirts while she works to remove me from the confines of denim. Her small hand finally encircles my girth. She feels almost cool to the touch or maybe it's just because I'm so hot for her. My hips buck as she begins to stroke me, her thumb skimming over the tip and smearing a bit of the liquid that has collected there. She had too many clothes on for my liking so my hands began to fumble with the button on her shorts. Finally the button slid free and the zipper came undone easily. I pushed the top of her shorts down, hooking my thumbs into her black lace panties so that I could push them down with her shorts. She rose up enough that I was able to remove her clothes and then she was hovering over my length. I could feel her warmth almost touching me but this was not how I wanted this to happen. My hands grasped her hips as I held her still, "This isn't how I want this to work. Slow down just a little my wildcat." I lifted her easily and lay her back onto the bed. She bit her bottom lip and her eyelids went lazy as I knelt between her legs and rubbed my length, watching her spread out before me.
I don't know what came over me other than I've wanted Sam Winchester for what seemed like forever. He now knelt above me, stroking his hardness in those huge hands. Even though his hands were big they didn't detract from the size of his manhood as it stood proud and glistening above me. I couldn't help myself, "I want you Sam. I want all of you and more.", I purred and reached for the man with the Adonis body and messy hair. Sam leaned forward and kissed me again, our kisses feverish with want and desire. His tongue slipped past my lips but he held himself back. One large hand rested on my hip, burning me with his touch. I strained to raise my hips to meet him but he wasn't having it. Before long his hand slid over my taunt stomach before brushing gently against my heat. His fingers dipped inside me, filling me and causing me to cry out with immense pleasure. He worked me into a frenzy, watching me the whole time with an intense look as if he wanted to devour me. I cried out as an orgasm overtook me, my head thrashing from side to side. His fingers were long and deft. As I came down from the waves that washed over me I panted, "Please Sam…please I need you inside me now!" Sam grinned at me, "As you wish.", he said before he took himself in his hand, rubbed the tip along my slit and then when he was ready he pushed forward.
He was big, bigger than any man I had ever had. When he was fully sheathed inside me he stilled, "Are you ok?", he asked as he brushed my hair out of my face. I nodded to him almost unable to speak, "I'm good Sam. I want you!" With that Sam began to withdraw from me but not fully. Just as he was about to fall out he pushed back forward, filling me again. I began to rock my hips urging him on faster. He took the hint and soon we were pushing and pulling against each other, nails raking over tanned flesh and sounds of pleasure filling the air around us. Sam was not as gentle as I would have thought he would have been. The hunter was primal in his ministrations, biting my neck and nipples as skin slapped against skin. I was glad that he didn't treat me as if I would break because most men did due to my petite figure and size. After several long seconds Sam pushed forward until I was completely full with him and then he flipped onto his back. I was now astride him with my hands pressing against the expanse of his chest. His hands gripped my hips and began helping me move on top of him. We found our rhythm quickly and I enjoyed the feeling of being almost in charge. I leaned forward and kissed Sam hungrily just as another orgasm ripped through me, sending waves of pleasure straight to my core. I gripped his length and milked him until he too was lost to his own orgasm.
After what seemed like forever, I sat up to look down at Sam. I had fallen forward just after feeling him pulsing deep inside me. "That was better than I could have ever imagined. I think we missed the rest of Game of Thrones though." Sam covered his face with his forearm and laughed. His dimples winked at me making him look boyish, "We'll have to finish the show later. I think we made our own episode just now." He looked at me, his eyes flashing beneath his long lashes and I knew then that I was lost to this charismatic man. Just then his phone beeped with a message and he looked disappointed at the interruption. "I had better check that. It's probably Dean.", he said as I rose up and let him fall from my body so he was able to grab his phone on the bedside table.