A/N: HEY GUYS! I made a deal with my PIC-BUDDY, Priincess Starlight, and I'll be posting two new chapters before Monday. Here is the first one, and the second on is coming soon AFTER I WATCH HARRY POTTER! Who else is freaking out right now about the end? Anyways, I'm sick, my head hurts, and the medicine makes me sleepy, so I'm gonna go now and watch The Suite Life On Deck movie (I love Cody Martin!) and get some sleep! Oh for the people who asked for the lemon, there it is, my friend stopped by and helped me write it!

IluvSmallvilleDBZSailormoon: I'M CRAZY ABOUT MAROON 5! Hands All Over is one of the bests CDs I've ever heard. Heck I love every Maroon 5 music and every CD!

SAM-seddie-FREDDIE: it had to be 'running away' no other song would be so perfect for a Seddie dance!

jesrod82: it had to be something Freddie knew she loved. The next date will be something that will blow her mind, and finally her walls will come crashing down! I'm already planning it!

Sam's POV

On the way back home we stopped to get some ice cream, sweet ice cream this time. It started to rain and we closed the windows turning on the heater and the radio. I connected Freddie's pear pod at his stereo. I chose the top 25 songs list to play while he drove. I have to admit; the nub has a great taste. The first song on this playlist was John Mayer's Your Body is a Wonderland. When the song started he blushed, I guess he's been thinking about me a lot since that 'little moment' in my room.

The whole time we kept talking about our amazing evening, everything was perfect and we couldn't shut up about it. We laughed at the guy with the barbeque sauce all over him, we laughed at random crazy stuff that happened, and we laughed at strange people on the street. We just laughed a lot. The only time we have this much fun together is when we're doing the "wake up Spencer" thing. I'm getting more comfortable with the nub every day.

That used to scare the hell out of me, still does sometimes, but not like it used to. Everything about that wimp little nerd used to irritate me. I couldn't explain why, but everything he did used to upset me. Little by little this irritating feeling was suppressed, and I started to notice every smile, every eyebrow raise, and every eye roll, suddenly I got scared. Scared of the feelings taking over me. Scared of the weakness inside my chest. Scared of the way that stupid butterflies seemed to agitate whenever he was around. I reached a point where I couldn't hide it anymore, I was no desperate to let him know, to show this dweeb how I felt, that I kissed him in a surprise attack that night at the lock-in. Well… things turned out for the best and now we are here, so I don't regret it, not, one, bit!

Freddie turned around the corner and I spotted a small park three blocks away from my house. I remembered I still had to thank Freddie properly for the amazing date he provided me, so I had an idea.

"There!" I shouted.

"What on earth?" he jumped and winced in his seat.

"Turn there" I pointed.

"What for?" he slowed down the speed.

"Just do what I say Benson!" I slapped his head.

"Fine!" he turned around to the park's direction.

"Okay… see that little trail over there?" I pointed at a trail between the trees.

"Yeah" he responded.

"Okay… drive there" I told him.

"Sam… that seems a bit… desert"

"I know, just do what I say"

"Okay" he entered the trail between the trees.

Behind the park was an abandoned parking lot that couples use for 'fun time'. I know that because my mom told me and because I used to come here to bury Melanie's dolls.

"It looks like… a parking lot" no shit Benson!

"No shit!" I chuckled.

"Okay. Why are we here?" he turned to look at me.

"Because I want to properly thank you for the amazing evening we just spent together dork!" I saw the suspicious look in his eyes being replaced with eagerness.

"Oh… it's that so?" he smirked at me.

"It is so Benson… now come here" I grabbed his collar and kissed him gleefully on the lips.

He kissed me back placing his hands respectfully on my knees. Okay Benson if I wanted to be respected, I wouldn't drag you to an abandoned parking lot in the middle of the woods! I removed his hands from my knees to put them on my thighs making him let out a low groan. He panted when my tongue caressed his as I started to run my fingers through his hair. I remembered the promise I made for him at the sushi tent and pulled away. Freddie was too much of a gentleman to remind me, but I didn't forget.

"What? Did I do something wrong?" he asked looking scared at me.

"No… do you remember the promise I made you-" I was explaining myself but he cut me off with a slow whisper.

"Yeah"

John Mayer was silenced and replaced by Maroon 5's Secret.

"I remember" Freddie slowly caressed my shoulder tracing his thumb over my shirt.

"Well… now it's the time Benson… have fun!" I said arching my back pushing my chest forward.

"You're perfect. Do you know that?" the honesty in his words made me feel special, like I've never felt before.

"Yeah. Now let's get it on"

I closed my eyes waiting for him. I was waiting almost desperately to feel his hands on me. Freddie caressed my face, kissed my cheeks, my eyes, my forehead my nose and my mouth before sliding his hands to my breasts. The dorkhead grabbed my boobs firmly squeezing them and I loved the arousing feeling it caused me. He kept touching them, caressing, squeezing, but wasn't enough for me, I needed his hands in contact with my skin.

"Not enough" I murmured pulling his hands away.

"What?"

"This… I need more" I took off my shirt and heard him gasping.

"Sam… what… you…" he was almost drooling over my bra.

"Shut it Benson!" I kissed him again, this time moving from my seat to his lap.

I straddled him and he put his two hands back on my breasts. Freddie had the balls to slip one finger inside my bra almost touching my nipple. If I haven't almost died at the contact, I would slap him in the face. This situation wasn't fair, I was the only one shirtless and expose while he was fully dressed. No fun. I tugged on the collar of his shirt and lifted it trying to get rid of it. He helped me take his shirt off, breaking the kiss. Freddie kept looking at me; at my stomach, at my boobs, my shoulders, my hair, my face, and I started to feel goosebumps. He traced his thumb through the crook of my shoulder and my collarbone.

"You're perfect" he whispered before kissing my shoulder "beautiful" he kissed my collarbone "sexy" he kissed my neck "hot" he kissed my earlobe.

"Damn it Benson!" I moaned.

Freddie licked my ear and grabbed a fistful of my hair running his fingers thru my curls. His other hand kept massaging my boob.

"I love your hair" he said before kissing behind my ear, a place that I just found out was extremely sensitive "I love your eyes" he kissed my eyebrows "and your nose" he kissed the tip of my nose "and your mouth" he kissed me on the lips pushing his tongue inside.

I rocked my hips against his and he panted loudly. Freddie's hands left my hair and breasts to grip on my hips trying to keep me from moving. He took a deep breath before closing his eyes.

"Don't" he said.

"Why?" I leaned to kiss his chin.

"Because… if you do this… I'll…"

"Get a boner?" I chuckled against his neck.

"Yeah" he confessed guilty.

"And that's bad because…?" I licked his jaw line.

He looked at me with wide eyes before raising his eyebrow suggestively. Kings of Leon's I Want You started to play. Man! He's been thinking about me!

"Puckett… don't tease me… we're alone in here…" he was smirking now.

"I know… why do you think I brought you here Benson?" I whispered into his ear.

I heard him laughing before grabbing my ass and tossing me back to the passenger seat.

"What?" I yelled.

"Back seat. Now" he jumped to the back seat so fast that when I blinked he was already pulling me with him.

Freddie's POV

I grabbed her hand bringing her with me to the backseat. I threw the bags on the floor of my car, to make room for us. I couldn't control my hormones anymore, I wanted her so bad. Sam fell onto me, and I shifted her, so she was lying underneath me. I looked at her for a long time. I couldn't get over how beautiful she was, how flawless, how amazing. Puberty was good to her, she filled out really well. God… more than well… she was fucking hot!

"Damn it Benson… what are you waiting for?" she gripped the back of my neck and crushed my lips against hers.

She forcefully stuck her tongue inside my mouth and I gripped her thighs. My hands unconsciously slid down to grab her ass. The first thought on my mind was holy fuck she's going to kill me, but she didn't, instead, she let out loud whimper. I took that as a good sign. Her tongue curled against mine. Damn this girl! I could feel my erection stealing most of the blood in my body, I was hard rock now. Fighting against the urge to rock my hips against hers, I pulled away to kiss her neck. Her skin was smooth and warm, it was like torture to me. Sam, on the other hand, was clawing my backs, with this renewed energy, lifting her hips, trying to grind them against me. If she did, she would found out I was already throbbing. I slid my hands up to her stomach, ribs and finally her breasts. Holy fuck! She was so warm and smooth, that drove me to insanity.

"Damn it Freddie!" Sam ran out of patience and wrapped her legs around my waist pulling me closer.

When our hips met, we let out a loud, sexy, moan. She was definitely feeling me now. I was lost into an amazing bliss and I almost didn't hear when Nine Inch Nails' Closer started to play on the speakers of my car.

"Good God Freddie!" Sam cried out writhing underneath me.

Jeans. The only thing keeping us apart was that stupid piece of clothing and some underwear. My brain started to picture a thousand scenarios where I would rip off her skinny jeans while she moaned my name. I'm a pervert… I know… but this girl is driving crazy, with every kiss, every touch, every moan, it's almost impossible not to want her, no IT IS impossible. She tightened the grip her legs had on my waist crushing my erection against her. Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!

"Sweet baby Jesus!" okay… that was ridiculous, but I couldn't help it, I almost came in my pants.

"Wow Benson! That's some dirty talk!" she mocked me.

"Oh… you're mocking me Princess…" I pulled away making her growl in discontent "you shall pay for your mockery" I slid my hands down her stomach and touched her warm sex. I was walking on a dangerous path, but I wasn't the one to blame, my dick was speaking for me. I tightened my grip on her making her cries louder.

"Oh… my… oh" she groaned other things I couldn't understand while I kept rubbing her thru the jeans.

Sam grabbed a fistful of my hair and kissed me urgently. Tongues touched, fought for dominance, tangled on each other, she bit me, I bit her, and suddenly the longing for contact I had, took over me and I replaced my hand with my erection. I was too close already.

"Don't… stop" she begged.

"I won't… I can't" I started to rock my hips against hers furiously.

"Oh… ah Benson! Your belt!" she cried in pain when my belt scratched her lower stomach.

"Sorry" I pulled away quickly sitting between her legs.

"Which part of don't stop you don't understand?" she used her elbows to hold her weight when she lifted her body to look at me annoyed.

"But you said…" I pointed at the red scratch on her skin.

"I know what I said… and I also know what to do to solve this… little issue" she shifted and crawled over me, straddling me again.

"What are you…?" I had my answer when she undid my belt buckle opening my jeans "Sam… I don't even have a…"

"Shhh…" she kissed me, and then pulled away lying back into the back seat "come here dweeb" she opened her arms for me to join her.

I did what she asked, I was already out of my mind and my senses weren't working right anymore. Sam used her feet to push my pants down to my knees, I thought I was going to explode, she was so damn flexible… sweet Lord… help me!

"It's not fair if I'm the only one in this position" I pointed at my boxers.

"Nice tent Benson" she unbuttoned her jeans sliding them down a little bit.

We tried to resume our position, but her jeans kept getting in the way. She couldn't open her legs and I couldn't lay between them, because her jeans were too tight. I was already losing my mind when some caveman instincts took over me. I sat on and grabbed her ankles.

"Fuck this!" I yanked her jeans off along with her sneakers.

"Holy… shit!" she gasped, gripping at the back seat and arching her back.

I lay between her legs feeling her warmth; I almost came there and then. She cried out and bit my shoulder. We didn't move for a few seconds, I was trying not to explode and she was trying to breath. My senses left me when The Sam Song started. After I touched her skin for the first time one single thought came into my head: SMOOTH! And now, Smooth by Santana and Rob Thomas became The Sam song. Feeling ready, I stick my head into her cleavage and started to lick her soft skin. She rocked her hips against mine and I cried out between her boobs. I started to respond at her actions by copying them, moving my hips against hers. After a few seconds our moves started to get frantic, urgent and faster. The windows were blurry, and my car was swinging, that was the sexiest thing we've ever done.

My hand slid thru her perfectly arched backs to grab her ass. My other hand, gripped her breast, squeezing and massaging it. I was almost there, almost ready to explode, and I knew she was too. Sam was writhing underneath me, breathing heavy, and moaning loud. Her moans scared little birds, and maybe even some owls. We started to sweat, and to make things even hotter, I could feel her wet core against the fabric of her boy shorts. My desire was begging me to rip off that little piece of underwear, but the part of my brain that still worked properly told me it wasn't a good idea. I wanted to touch her there, with no barriers, but I couldn't, it was too soon... We need to wait, just a little bit longer. But I wanted to feel her warmth in contact with my hands, my fingers, I wanted to feel how wet she was, I wanted to feel her walls tightening around me, around my fingers, around my manhood. I was dying to have her, every bit of my body wanted to just slid my hand inside her boy shorts and touch her there, just once. I just wanted to feel what I was doing to her, but it was too soon. Just wait a little bit longer, Itold myself, just a little bit longer. I buried my head on the crook of her neck to suck her skin.

"Ugh… Oh God!" she yanked my hair strong enough to lift my head up.

"God has nothing to do with this Puckett" I groaned against her mouth before kissing her.

"I… I…" she let out a high pitched sound and wrapped her arms around me tightly.

"Ugh!" I grunted feeling her body spasm beneath me violently.

She reached the edge and dragged me there with her. I could feel my own release filling my boxers. My body tensed up before collapsing on top of her. I didn't want to crush her, but I couldn't move, I was too tired, too dumbfounded, and too weak to make any movement.

"Wow Benson" she kissed the top of my head and stroked my hair.

"Wow Puckett" I managed to let out a lazy chuckle.

We held each other until our bodies regained the strength we needed to get dress and leave. I drove to Sam's house and parked in front of it. I kissed her urgently one more time before letting her pull away.

"I wish you didn't have to go" I confessed.

"Me too sir nubs a lot… see you tomorrow?" she rubbed her nose against mine giving me an Eskimo kiss.

"Tomorrow" I kissed her one more time before watch her go.

That whole evening was overwhelming. I was getting close to ask the big question, I could already picture how I would do it, so I could finally let everyone know she was mine. While I drove home, my mind kept replaying the events of today. Our 'little moment' in my car never left my thoughts, but the thing that amazed me the most was the Eskimo kiss she gave me before leaving. Something so sweet coming from Sam? I must've done something very right to deserve it. I drove home listening to The Sam Song, and singing along.