So, yeah, it's been awhile in between updates hasn't it? If you have followed me through Twitter, or even bother to read through the comments on TH then you are aware that my laptop has been charger less. But enough about that I'm sure you're all anxious to continue on with the story and I am anxious to get it going also. See you at the bottom!
Disclaimer: Still don't own it. And if I did, well, you'll see how it would have gone.
Obsession: Chapter Four
She was exhausted. Today had overall been the day from hell. After her coffee date with Maxie, Sam's day had slowly but surely gone way down hill. Beginning with the phone call from her mother to not so gently remind her that Krissy had finally gotten home from Europe two days ago and how she, Sam, had yet to call or come by to welcome her baby sister home. Over the years that she and Alexis had been getting close, Alexis had learned exactly which buttons to push to make the guilt flow freely.
Sam really wished she would suddenly forget. But because it was highly unlikely that Alexis would forget, and that she had in fact made the phone call, Sam was pulling up to the lake-house to surprise Kristina, Molly, and Alexis with an invite to dinner, just the Davis girls.
But when she had reached the lake-house and let herself in the front door, she saw a familiar face, though not the one she expected, nor particularly wanted.
"Jake?" she asked, confusion marring her features as she reached behind her and shut the door keeping her eyes on the form of the seventeen year old. And yes, this just made her day even grander. No matter how much Jason and Maxie, and even Jake himself like to joke about the incident that had just happened a day ago, it was still awkward to her and she really hadn't wanted to see him again so soon after their semi clearing of the air this morning. "What are you during here?"
Jake held up the books that had been sitting in his lap, "Study group."
Sam made a big show of looking around the room at the lack of other people, "Wow, yeah. Quite a big party you have here."
A slight smirk played with the edges of his lips, "I'm the first to arrive. What are you doing here?" It's not like she could simply ignore the kid or be rude to him, not only for the fact that he was her sort of step son, but also because he was under the (mistaken) impression that her discomfort and awkwardness was water under the bridge. So, she would at least have to fake it. It wasn't like it was his fault that she had decided to let her inner porn star out and had given him a free peepshow.
"I decided to surprise Mom and the girls with a surprise dinner out, just the girls." she explained, walking and plopping herself down on the brown chair where Kristina had earlier set her purse before leaving with Michael. "But I guess if Molly has a study group it wouldn't be fair to pull her away." her lips stuck out in a mock pout, her lips pressed together, almost puckered.
After a moment's hesitation that made her glance at him he told her that Kristina had left already.
"What?" she demanded, "With whom?"
He shrugged, "Michael. They said they were going to go catch up. They left about fifteen minutes ago."
Sam huffed, petulantly. She could be home eating dinner right now. Or having sex with her husband Depending on which one could get ready for her the fastest.
Distracting her from her inner and slightly inappropriate ramblings was Molly and Cameron walking in, followed by a shit load of other teenagers. She recognized a few from the few times she had gone up to the school for Alexis to drop off something or other that Molly needed for one of her many advanced classes that 'she absolutely had to have.'
"Sam!" Molly squealed, her excitement in seeing her older sister never fading, no matter how much time went by. It was one of the reasons she absolutely adored her little sister. She could have seen the young woman not twelve hours before and she would steal greet her as if it had been twelve years. The same enthusiasm she had at twelve hadn't diminished at sixteen.
Sam heaved herself up and off the love seat, giving Jake a small wink as she turned to Molly with a mock scowl on her face.
"Well, hello there Miss Molly" How dare you have made plans for a study date when I specifically asked for this time with you over a month ago?"
"What?" Molly squeaked, dropping Cam's hand, her purse whipping around her shoulder so fast it was a blur as she dug in to her Palm Pilot. She opened up the calendar in the device, her teeth gnawing at her lower lip. Her brow furrowed in to a confused look, "I don't have anything scheduled for you today."
"Oh, so now I have to make an appointment to spend time with you?" Sam scolded.
Molly looked up at her in confusion, "But you just said..." she trailed off before a look of understanding came across her features, "Are you messing with me? We didn't have plans tonight, did we?"
Sam dropped the facade with a huge smile, "We did not. But let's plan some for another time. I really want to get some sister time in before Kristina decides to jet pack to the other side of the planet."
The other kids who had come in with Molly had quickly lost interest at the beginning of the Davis sister's conversation and had begun making themselves comfortable in the living room with Jake. All but one guy, He stood next to Sam throughout the entire conversation and had been inching closer to Sam as it had progressed. She finally turned to give him some attention. Jesse, she believed his name was. When she actually acknowledged him with a polite, "Hi." he flushed red and backed away with an awkward wave type of gesture. Sam heard Jake snort and mutter to Jesse, "That good shit, huh?" Before whacking the poor kid in the head with one of the many throw pillows her mother kept around. "How about next Saturday night; Molly asked, "I don't have any plans then.""Next Saturday it is." she agreed, "He do you know what time mom is going to be home?" "She's home." Alexis said opening the door to the house and flashing a thousand watt smile. "So nice to see you, dear daughter of mine" Sam flashed her own beautiful smile at the subtle dig. "Nice to see you too, Mom I came to take you and the girls out to dinner tonight, but it seems someone forgot to mention a study date and Kristina has already taken off with Michael for the night."
"Michael?" Alexis questioned, dropping her brief case on to the desk nearest the door. "She went out with Michael? Her brother?" Sam rolled her eyes, "How many Michael's do you know?"
Alexis stood up, becoming very tongue in cheek, "Well, there's Mike, and then as you know Sonny's real name is Michael, and then of course there is Michael Michael, whom I am guessing that you are referring to. And then if you add in all of the celebrities, Jordan, Jackson, Sheen..."
"Did you want to go to dinner with me or not, mom?" Sam cut her off shaking her head with an amused smirk.
"Love to. Let me change. Hi kids!" she greeted with a wave as she walked out of the room to begin her night with her daughter.
"Let her know that I will be waiting for her in the car." she told the room as a whole before grabbing her room and exiting the very crowded house.
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Dinner had been fun, actually. She and her mother didn't see eye to eye on a lot but they had learned to put all of that behind them and have an actual relationship. And it was so nice.
But while at dinner, she had drank maybe one too many glasses of wine so Alexis had to call Jason to pick her up from the Metro court.
What her mom didn't know was that wine did things to her. Bad things or good things depending on how one wanted to look at it,
This was why while Jason was driving down the dark street doing a good thirty miles over the speed limit with Sam was having a hard time keeping her hands to herself. It had started out small. She had simply held his hand.
Then she had begun stoking up his arm.
Then the hair at the nape of his neck, knowing it was a turn on for him.
It came as to no surprise to him when she had unbuckled her seat belt and attached her mouth to his neck, sucking and licking and overall branding him as hers. She made a trail up his jaw, and brushed her soft lips over past his temple until she had his ear in her hot mouth, nibbling and teasing him, her small hand massaging his growing hard on through his suddenly too constrictive jeans.
"Pull over." she whispered, her hot breath fanning across his ear, causing his dick to throb.
It really was all the convincing he needed, pulling the SUV off of the road and hidden behind some strategically placed, dense trees.
Like a couple of horny teenagers, the maneuvered their way in to the back seat. They fumbled with their clothes, not bothering to strip all the way down, simply removing what absolutely had to go, and in their hurry, letting what didn't stay on.
It wasn't too difficult getting them both worked up. The alcohol and Jason's mouth on any part of her was all Sam needed and all Jason needed was his wife.
Shoving her panties to the side, Jason grazed her clit with his thumb gently before letting his fingers trail lower, teasing her wet entrance, inserting a little of his fingers before withdrawing going back up to circle the bundle of nerves.
"Jason." she groaned out, shifting her hips up for the friction that he was teasing her with.
"What Sam?" he asked, burying his face in her chest showering her exposed breasts with nips and licks.
"Stop teasing me damn it. Just do it."
He paused, looking up and smirking, "Do what, babe?" he questioned, his fingers slipping down towards her awaiting heat before fully inserting two fingers agonizingly slowly. "Do this?"
She sighed in her frustration, arching her hips up, trying to bring him in deeper, faster.
Seeing that he wasn't going to be cooperative, she huffed, and used the one advantage she knew that he couldn't resist from her.
Her dirty mouth
"Babe." she said firmly, "If I wanted you to make love to me, I could have waited until we got home. No. I. Want. You To Fuck Me" she said, pronouncing each word slowly and deliberately.
He would like to act like it didn't affect him in the slightest when she took initiative and demanded what she wanted from him, but from the way her ripped her panties off of her (literally ripped, as in her two hundred dollar pair of underwear were now literally just scraps of lace) and grabbed her so that she was now straddling him and he was lying awkwardly on the seat spoke differently.
"Why is it always about what you want?" he asked, his blue eye flashing with want. "What if I want you to fuck me?"
She smirked, grabbing his cock and bringing it to where she wanted him most anyway. "Your wish is my command, honey."
With that, she slammed down on to him, taking all of him in to her center, and throwing her head back in pleasure. He had to fight back all of the words that were currently trying to escape his mouth. Even after five years, being together like this seemed to completely disconnect his brain from his mouth and he spewed some of the most random shit when they were having sex.
Like the time he told her he loved her pussy more than Ronald McDonald loved hamburgers. There was no way in hell he could explain that one.
She continued to move on top of him in a desperate, hungry, almost violent way, as if she couldn't get enough of him, fast enough. Her slick heat enveloped him over and over again, the feel of it causing Jason to groan in pleasure, with the pace she was setting he wasn't sure he was going to last much longer and there was no way in hell he was finishing without her.
Taking one of his hands off of her hips where he had been gripping her tightly, he reached to where they were joined and began furiously rubbing circles around her clit, trying, praying for her to come first, to have her pussy clutch his cock in a vice grip and take everything he had to give.
She didn't disappoint as she came on his dick with a cry of pure ecstasy, digging her nails into the skin of his shoulders and her mouth bit down on his neck.
That was going to leave a mark.
Pumping in to her two more times he came with a grunt of pleasure, burying his head into her hair that was now surrounding his face.
After a few moments of silence, the only sounds being their mingled, panted, out of control breaths, Sam sat up and smiled down at blindingly. "Was it good for you too?"
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Okay, so today is obviously not Saturday. However, on the night that I was going to pull an all nighters and work past my writer's block, I had to bring one of my not so biological daughters (she is one of my best friend's, my Wife if you will, twin daughters) to the emergency room because her eye was swollen shut due to conjunctivitis, more commonly known as pink eye. They admitted her to the hospital on Saturday night because she is only 16 months old and they couldn't figure out if it was just pink eye or something else all together due to the fever she kept spiking. She was released on Wednesday. So, now I'm sure you are saying to yourselves, well Heather, why didn't you update on Wednesday. Simple: I got pink eye. My eye was swollen shut also. I went to the ER on Thursday to get some medicine, which they gave me. And then I had an allergic reaction to it which made both of my eyes swell, including the one that was not infected. So, come Friday, I am back at the ER and given new medicine. This one seems to be working. Made my eyes swell also after waking in the morning, but whatever. The swelling is down now and I am not going back to the ER. Tis now a new day, both of my eyes are to their (almost) normal size, I am only slightly ashamed of my face and looking like I was merely tapped in the eye and not the victim of domestic violence. So, yay! I hope you enjoyed this chapter of Obsession and I especially hope you enjoyed your little Jasam treat. Love you all for patiently waiting for me!
Love you all, period.
Heather
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