Disclaimer - Not mine; wish they were. All mistakes are mine and mine alone.

***SMUT WARNING***

Chapter Seven

Sam unlocked the front door and Bobby followed her into the house. She walked into the living room and dropped her purse on the coffee table while stepping out of her heels. Bobby sent a quick text to Ranger letting him know he would not be returning to the hotel tonight, and would meet with him later in the day. He flipped his phone shut, and walked up behind Sam to circle her waist with his arms. Sam's head fell back on his chest and she let out a long sigh.

Bobby began brushing light kisses down the side of her face. When he reached the juncture of her neck and shoulder, he lightly sucked the skin. Sam let out a small moan and turned so that she was looking into his warm brown eyes. Her arms were around his neck and she could feel his desire pressed against her stomach. He bent down to kiss her and Sam stiffened slightly.

"What's wrong?" Bobby said as he moved his hands to cradle her face.

"Oh, Bobby, I want this so much, I really do. But it's been a really long time for me," she said hesitantly. "I haven't been with anyone since Brian and I'm scared that I,… that I won't be"….. she trailed off.

"Sam, if you're not ready we don't have to do this," his voice laced with concern.

"No, it's not that," she responded quickly, "I'm just nervous. I don't want to..., to disappoint you." She admitted and looked down at her feet.

Bobby gently pulled her chin up to meet his face. "You are an incredibly sexy and amazing woman, Samantha," he reassured her. "I have dreamed for so long about having you in my arms and making love to you. There is no way you could ever disappoint me; you never have and you never will."

She stared at him silently as tears welled in her eyes. "I've dreamed of you too," she confessed, as a single tear slid down her face. Bobby used his thumb to wipe the tear away and softly kissed her cheek.

Bobby's lips moved to her mouth and their tongues dueled in passion as he softly stroked her hair. His hands moved down her arms and grabbed her hips to move them closer together. Sam whimpered in response and tightened her hold on him.

Bobby lifted one of her legs around his waist and Sam brought the other one up so that he was supporting her. Her dress rode up to her waist and Bobby moved his hand underneath her clothing to caress the smooth skin of her back. Her nipples stood on edge and moisture pooled between her legs.

Bobby slid the zipper of her dress down, and unhooked her bra; freeing her breasts. He lightly tugged on the shoulders of her dress to expose her chest and took a nipple in his mouth. He circled it with his tongue and gently sucked it into a stiff peak. His cargos were becoming increasingly tight and he wasn't sure he could stand much longer.

"Bobby, take me to bed," Sam cried in a husky voice. He growled in response, and carried Sam into the bedroom and placed her gently on the ground. He pushed her dress down over her hips and it pooled at her feet. With shaky fingers, she grabbed for the top button of his pants. "Let me help you," Bobby said and closed his hands over hers. It seemed like forever, but they were finally standing skin to skin and the sensation was electrifying.

"God, baby, you're so beautiful," choked Bobby.

"Please, Bobby, I need you inside me. I need to feel you close to me; all of you."

Bobby paused. "What about birth control?" He never expected this would be happening so soon and he wasn't prepared.

"Pill," Sam said. *kiss* "Shorter periods." *kiss* "Less cramps."

Bobby growled at the thought of being with Sam unrestricted. He gently pushed her back into the middle of the bed and began slowly kissing his way up her body. He had wanted her for so long and was afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself. He tried to remain calm, but when he reached her center, he became unglued. He grabbed her hips and roughly pulled her into his mouth. He circled her clit with his tongue while inserting a thick finger into her core.

Sam cried out in pleasure and moved her legs further apart. The sensation he was causing radiated throughout her body and she was on sensory overload. It had been so long and she knew it wouldn't take much to send her over the edge.

Bobby added another finger and thrust in and out while teasing her swollen bundle of nerves.

"Oh, God, Bobby, I'm gonna cum," she screamed.

"Cum for me, baby," his voice thick with desire. "I want to hear you scream." He grazed her clit with his teeth and she immediately fell apart. "Oh, Bobby, oh my God, Bobby. Her orgasm washed over her and she was lost in the feeling of pleasure.

When her breathing slowed, Bobby began placing open mouth kisses on her skin as he moved his way up her body. He reached her breasts and gently tweaked one nipple with his right hand while his mouth licked at the other.

Sam pulled Bobby's mouth to hers. "Don't make me wait, Bobby, I need you inside me now," she grit out while placing frantic kisses across his face and down his neck.

Bobby's erection was beyond painful as he rubbed his cock along her wet slit. He slowly worked his way into her until they were hip to hip. He stilled a brief moment to let her adjust to his size before rocking his hips forward.

The feeling of being inside Sam was amazing. She was so wet and tight. All the months of pent up frustration seemed to fade away with each thrust. He had wanted to be gentle, but she wouldn't allow it. If he tried to slow, she would buck wildly beneath him. He was close to the edge and wanted to take her with him.

Sam felt the heat coiling in her stomach and she was ready to fly. When Bobby reached down between them and flicked her clit with this thumb, she could no longer contain herself. She exploded from the intensity and Bobby followed, screaming her name with his release.

They lay tangled in the sheets as their breathing returned to normal. Sam rested her head on Bobby's chest while his fingers traced random patterns on her skin.

"That was amazing," she said breaking the silence.

"It was better than amazing," he said kissing the top of her head and hugging her tighter.

"Tell me again why we haven't done this before," she laughed.

"I think it's because we were too busy being friends."

"Does this mean that now we're friends with benefits," Sam teased?

"I think it's a little more than that, baby," he responded.

"Mmmmm," she said and snuggled deeper into his chest.

Bobby pulled the covers over them and kissed her lightly on the lips.

Early the next morning, a shrill ringing noise pierced the quiet of Sam's bedroom. She opened a sleepy eye and looked at her alarm clock. No, that wasn't it. The ringing stopped and she laid her head back down on Bobby's chest. A few minutes later the ringing started again. Bobby mumbled next to her. He and Sam had been up for hours talking and making love. He was tired and wanted nothing more than to spend the day in bed with Sam. Reality came crashing in as his phone continued to ring.

"Damn, it! It's too early for this shit," he complained. He fumbled for his phone next to the bed and answered it.

"Yo."

"Good morning, lover boy," crooned Stephanie on the other end of the line.

"What the hell, Bomber? What time is it?"

"Time for you to get your ass back to the hotel," she replied. "Ranger has organized a 2:00 p.m. meeting with Chuck Fields and he needs the two of you to prepare."

Bobby let out a sigh, "Okay, give me 30," he grumbled.

"Just 30?" Stephanie laughed. "Poor, Sam."

"Not funny, Bomber." Bobby paused for a moment. "On second thought, make it 90," and he disconnected.