Sam's POV
My turn? Gosh… what does that mean? I mean, I know what it means… but honestly… what does that mean? Freddie got on top of me and started to kiss my neck. I could feel his left hand on my breast, squeezing it with no mercy. I stood still for a moment, trying to figure out what to do, which is stupid since we've made out before. We went to third base before, but every time we reached our peaks we were together. Now it was only me. He was going to satisfy my needs, which means I would feel pleasure while he watched. When I had my hand on his… rocket, I couldn't see him entirely, because most of the time he had his face hidden from me, on my neck or breasts. Now the dorkhead would be watching me get some.
"My turn…?" I whispered before he kissed me.
"Yeah… what do you want me to do Princess?" he whispered into my ear.
"I-I don't… k-know" I honestly didn't.
"I can do this…" his hand traveled down my stomach, until he reached my core caressing me thru the fabric of my bikini.
A soft moan escaped my lips when he pressed his fingers over my bikini right above my clit. I dig my nails into his bicep, the one next to my head.
"Or this…" Freddie kissed the valley of my breasts, my ribs and my stomach, licked my belly button and finally kissed my covered center.
My backs arched away from the bed as I gripped the sheets tightly. The warm feeling coming from my core was clouding my mind; the dipwad gripped the back of my knees and opened my legs as far as they could go. Freddie started to kiss and lick my thighs, nibbling his way up and down. Beats me where the dork learned all that stuff. He touched me with so much hungry and experience, which made me question his virginity. Was Freddie Benson already a man? Did he have sex with somebody? Who? Was it Carly? The possibility made my heart ache. I pulled Freddie's head up, so he could look at me.
"Nub?"
"Yeah?" he licked my stomach, kissed my breasts and then my mouth.
"Can I ask you something?" I didn't want to feel vulnerable and weak, but curiosity took over me. He nodded and I proceeded "Where did you learn all that… that you're doing? Have you ever…? you know…"
He frowned, and then let out a loud and happy laugh. Freddie traced his index finger from my forehead to the tip of nose.
"No Sam… I never did… the nasty" he planted a soft kiss on my lips and chuckled "and I don't know what I'm doing… I'm just stalling"
"Seems to me you know what you're doing damn well"
"Well, I'm a fast learner. I do it instinctively once, pay attention to whether or not you like what I do, then I repeat my actions. Long story short, I'm studying your body" he kissed my chin.
That should sound really nubish and sappy, but it actually sounded pretty sexy. He wanted to learn me, he wanted to know what I liked so he could satisfy my needs. Nobody ever took the time to learn about me. Nobody ever bothered to know what I liked or when I liked it. I guess the nub is a keeper after all. And as far as I'm concern… he is doing it pretty well. He is a good student.
"Oh… that's pretty lame Benson" I lied to keep my rep.
"Call it what you want, but when we're making out you seem pretty thrilled about it" he chuckled and I slapped his shoulder "So? What about you? Have you ever-"
"No" I cut him off "I have never. And that's one of the few things I'm not ashamed of" he gave me a confused look "I don't want to be like my mother and brag about every guy that she have ever been with. And only God knows how many. It's not like I'm saving myself for a special guy, it's just… I don't feel the need to sleep with a lot of guys to feel good about myself. I don't feel the need to have sex just to raise my self-esteem. I'm Sam Puckett for fuck's sake! I'm a B.A.M.F."
Freddie smiled at me, and then kissed me passionately. I felt his crotch touching my core, and even though he wasn't hard, I still felt horny. Something about the way he moved his hips while kissing me was extremely exciting. Maybe my words had a good effect on him. But they weren't entirely truth. I didn't lie when I told him I never did it, that much was truth. And it was truth that I didn't need to whore around to feel good about myself, I would never do that. But the part where I told him I wasn't saving myself for someone special wasn't truth. I'm not sappy and romantic, but if I'm going down that road, I want it to be with someone who deserves me. I wouldn't waste that with some random jerk. I'm too good to be wasted. I'm Sam Puckett, not some random bitch. And besides… the only guy who I ever had true feelings for is right here, on my reach, willing to learn me.
I thought about it. Freddie frigging Benson was willing to learn me, so he could satisfy me. He was taking the time to actually do something for me. But then again, he always did stuff for me. The nub was really nice, painfully so. Sometimes I hate him for that; his good guy act annoyed me, most of the times. But he was genuinely kind, good hearted and sweet... which I don't dig but... whatever! Not mentioning hot. Maybe he is that someone special I should be waiting for, but I'm not… cause I'm Sam Puckett, and I don't do that. Maybe he was the one. Maybe he was worthy.
I pulled his head up and held him there for a while. I wanted to look at him, look into his chocolate brown eyes, I wanted to make sure this was the right thing to do. I was feeling his warmth, and it was very arousing, maybe it was only my desiring talking, but I felt ready. It was too soon, but I didn't care, I wanted this. I wanted him.
"I know what I want you to do" I whispered to him.
"What?" he brushed my bangs to the side.
"I want you to do me" his eyes popped right out of his head.
"What..? Wha-what?" he pulled away from me, still on top, but I couldn't feel his warmth anymore.
"You know… I want to… do the nasty. With you" I tried to pull him closer, but he pulled away from my arms sitting between my legs "don't you want me?"
"Trust me Sam… that's not the problem. It's just… are you sure? Don't you think that we're moving too fast? Isn't this early? I mean… I want our first time to be special, not something to regret when it's over or feel bad about it. I want it to be complete… to be perfect. I know, call me sappy, but this" he motioned between us "is too important for me, I don't wanna do something that will ruin it" I used my elbows to support my weight so I could look at him.
This was sweet... not that I like sweet AT ALL. He was sweet, and maybe right. Maybe he was right, maybe we were rushing things, but at the moment that didn't seem too important to me. I knew I couldn't ever regret doing the nasty with the nub; I'm in love with him after all. Sappy… ew… I'm being sappy… dang it!
"I know, but listen. I could never regret doing this with you… I know you can make this worth the ride" I poked him playfully "maybe it is just my desire talking, but right now… I want you… all of you" I watched his eyes roll to the back of his head "so? Don't you want me?"
"Are you kidding me? You're all I want Puckett"
"So? You think you can relaunch this rocket?"
"What?" he chuckled "you have a nickname for my penis too?"
"Eh well, I wouldn't be me if I didn't. You think you can…" I pointed at his rocket "you know… get all happy again?"
"You tell me" he crawled towards me and touched his crotch on my core "can you get me all happy again?"
"I can do something about it" I grabbed the back of his head and kissed him.
Freddie's hands went to my boobs, inside my bikini, rolling my nipples with his fingers. It felt like he was tuning a radio, but in a sexy way. I moved my hips to grind against his, he growled and smiled satisfied. My hands kept wandering around his body while he explored mine. I grabbed one of his hands and broke the kiss, inserting his middle finger inside my mouth. I licked and sucked it looking straight into his eyes. The lust was shinning inside his chocolate brown eyes while I let my tongue sweep every bit of his finger before releasing it with a devious smile.
"I want you so much" he moaned against my lips before kissing me passionately.
I could feel how much he wanted me, his desire was pressed against my center, grazing against me when he moved. He was almost fully erect, but I wanted him to be rock-hard, so I switched places, and started to make circular moves with my hips above his rocket. Freddie moaned and gripped my breasts so hard it caused me pain.
"God!" he screamed.
The dork threw his head back giving me full access to his neck. I kissed and licked over his Adam's apple while one of his hands gripped my ass. His rocket was probably made of iron now. Freddie grabbed my hips, in a very dominant kind of way, and switched places again. His hand travelled to my core while he kissed me. I felt him playing with my bikini before slipping his fingers in. His soft hand caressed my folds as I shuddered.
"Oh… my…" I arched my backs panting for more.
Freddie rubbed my clit applying pressure, making me spread my legs even more. I wanted him, inside of me; I couldn't help but feel that was where he belonged. He slipped one finger to reach my entrance.
"My God Sam… you're so wet… what got you like this?" he breathed.
"The size of your dick" damn it! I wasn't supposed to say it out loud. I never work right when he had his hands on me.
"Fuck…" he growled and pushed his finger inside of me.
"Freddie!" I gripped his hair "It feels… so good!"
He crooked his finger and applied pressure over my clit with his thumb, over and over again. The fact that I was soaked wet, made it easier for his finger to pump in and out of me deliciously. I kissed him passionately, I was so ready for this, I was so ready for him. His finger started to move quickly inside of me, but he wasn'tt hurting me, it was in fact, quite the opposite, he was pounding me frantically. This was heaven, it was much better than anything we've ever done before, heck this was better than anything I've ever experienced. He also kept rubbing my clit furiously.
"Oh shit… you're so tight… and wet… and warm… God I can't wait to have you!" he groaned loudly, louder than I ever heard him groaning before "I can't wait to fuck you, I want you so much, so, so much"
Those words drove me crazy. I felt my body tingling and tensing up, that was enough to give me an orgasm. That was so sexy, so frigging hot!
"Good God!" I heard his moans masked by my own screams of pleasure.
"God!" he pressed my clit with his thumb until I came "Freddie… my God!"
Freddie's POV
She was so tight it made me want to scream, and I wasn't even penetrating her yet. My God… my cock started to throb at the sight of her having pleasure. I would give anything to feel her around me. Sam writhed underneath me, letting out a guttural groan, I felt her coming in my hand, and honestly, I never felt so aroused before. After removing my finger off her, I hoped she would give up this whole sex thing. Not that I'm not interested… which I'm… very much, but I was worried about her, maybe she was rushing into things, and I wanted her first time to be perfect.
I watched her body calm down as I lay beside her. Sam turned her head to look at me. Her eyes were sparkling and she had a lazy smile on her face. I used my clean hand to brush her bangs out of her sweaty forehead.
"You're so beautiful" I rubbed my thumb on her cheek making circular motions.
"I know" she let out a lazy chuckle "this was very… nice and all… but… I want you inside of me dork" I felt my cock throbbing with desire for her.
"Sam… are you sure?" I had to ask.
"Yes. Now more than ever!" she straddled me and licked over my lips.
This girl is going to kill me. She's going to destroy me. I felt her hand grab my dick thru the fabric of my swimming trunks. Sam stroked it before biting my neck, I growled. Grabbing her breasts, I moved to a sitting position with her on my lap. I took her hand off my dick and put both of them on my shoulders. If we're going to do this it, we better do it right. I wanted it to be perfect, not lust fuck. I caressed her cheeks and kissed her slowly. She deepened the kiss and wrapped her arms around my neck.
"I never wanted anyone like I want you" I told her.
Sam looked into my eyes, and for a brief second I thought I saw a glow in her eyes. It is gratifying to be the one who owns Sam Puckett's heart, to be the one able to make her feel this way. Taking my time, I made a mental record of her features. The blond headed demon's cheeks were flushed, she had love bites around her neck and breasts, and her hair was a mess, but her eyes were as clear as a sunny day sky. They looked at me with affection and certainty, for the first time in my life; they looked at me with love.
Love. I felt the crazy urge to tell her that I loved her. But do I? I kissed her once more. It was pure, innocent, loving kiss, much like the one we shared on my fire escape. We didn't use tongue, only our lips. After we pulled away I looked into her eyes, and my heart was filled with the certainty I found in her eyes just a few moments ago. I loved her. It was pure, unselfish kind of love that I've never experienced before. Although I felt this way, I chose not to tell her. I didn't want to scare her away, or worst, I didn't want her to think I was just saying this because we're about to have sex.
I saved this declaration of love to a better moment and just touched her forehead with mine.
"Are you really ready for this?" I didn't want to do this without making sure she wasn't rushing into anything.
"Stop asking that dork! You're starting to annoy me!" she chuckled, and I knew she wasn't being serious.
"Just checking" I kissed her again.
Sam deepened the kiss and started to move above me. God it felt so good, she used her hips to tease me, her hands to explore me and her tongue to taste me. My hands travelled around her body as well, mostly on her lower back and ass. I lost my fingers on her beautiful curls, and stick my head on her cleavage, to suck and lick her breasts. She was so perfect; I thought I was going to explode. Just the thought of having her was enough to make me wanna cum. She was mine, all mine. I could hear the sound of the ocean and the birds singing. The soft giggle from some kid in the beach, and the wind blowing the curtains. And most important, the sound of my heart, beating desperately.
"Ah Benson… do you have a condom?" Sam threw her head back.
"Let's not rush anything Sam, and yes I do" I sucked her neck gently while she dig her nails on my shoulder blades.
"Ah… mmmm… I want you inside… I want you now" she panted moving her hips against mine.
"God Sam! No foreplay?" she pulled away to grab my covered cock "no foreplay"
"I guess we had a lot of foreplay today Benson… let's get to business" she removed her hand off my manhood and sat on me, hard.
This girl is going to be the death of me. She started to crush my erection against her core. I threw my head back, with my eyes closed as she started to suck on my neck.
"Okay… I guess… you're… ugh… right…" I was speechless and breathless.
We kissed again, this time full of passion and desire. Moving against each other almost franticly… who am I kidding? Almost? We were rubbing our bodies against each other like crazy. Sam was tugging on my hair, which I loved, and clawing my backs. My left hand squeezed her boob and the other gripped her perfect thigh. The lack of clothing was making us more and more and more horny. Sweat began to drain thru my forehead and in between her breasts. I could feel her wetness thru the fabric of her bikini, and I immediately wanted to rip that shit off. Sam started to lean forward making me lean backwards onto the bed, just then, somebody opened the door.
"OH MY GOD!" I heard someone scream, someone who wasn't Carly "OH MY EFFING GOD!"
Sam froze with fear. I dared to pull away to look at whoever caught us. She stood still on the entrance of the room, with her hands on her mouth and her eyes wide open. Wendy. FUCK! We're so screwed!
"Sam…? Freddie…? Seddie…? OHMIGOD!" she squealed loud.
"Wendy…. We can explain…" I tried to say.
Who was I kidding? I mean… she saw us, in this position, making out like two cats in the heat… there is nothing I can say to make her think we weren't doing anything. Sam got off me and I immediately noticed Wendy's eyes on my lower areas… shit! I grabbed a pillow and covered my erection.
"Can you give us a moment?" Sam asked.
"S-Sure…" Wendy still had her eyes wide, but she got out of the room and closed the door behind her.
"Fuck!" Sam got off the bed "Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!"
She grabbed her white dress off the floor and covered herself. I got off the bed and went to the bathroom. I washed my face in an attempt to cool off. I was trying to normalize my body temperature, good thing my dick wasn't hard anymore, the shock and embarrassment were enough to make my erection disappear. I came back inside the bedroom and saw Sam walking around the place.
"Sam, calm down. This isn't as bad as it looks" she turned to look at me with a frown.
"Not as bad? Not as bad? This is terrible Benson!" she looked like she was going to attack me.
"No it is not. Someday people will find out we're together. We can't hide forever" I was only trying to calm her down.
"I guess you're right. I just didn't want it to be so soon" she sat down on the chair next to the dresser.
"I know. Me either" I kneeled in front of her "but, it doesn't matter. We're in this together" I kissed her hands.
"Okay dishrag" she smiled and kissed my lips "let's talk to Wendy. I bet she has her ears pressed against the door as we speak"
I chuckled and grabbed her hand making her stand up. We sat on the bed, side by side, still holding hands.
"Wendy… you can come in now" I yelled.
Wendy got into the bedroom, with a weird look on her eyes. It was like she's was trying not to squeal, she was actually biting her bottom lip really hard. Our personal Gossip Girl grabbed the chair Sam was sitting on just a few seconds ago and dragged towards us. She sat on the chair in front of me and Sam, facing us, still biting her lip.
"So?" Sam said awkwardly.
"So? Do you have any questions?" I asked her.
Wendy let go of her bottom lip and for the first time since she walked into the room she sighed. She breathed; it was almost like she was holding her breath for a long time.
"I don't get it" after a few awkward seconds she finally spoke.
"What you don't get?" Sam asked annoyed.
"Why you guys didn't tell me?" Wendy seemed a little disappointed "I thought we were friends"
"We are… it's just that…" I tried to make this less painful for her.
"You're a blabbermouth and we need privacy" Sam snapped. Way to go Sam!
"Sam!"
"No Freddie she is right" Wendy looked at the floor "I get it. You guys thought that I was going to spread the word right?"
Poor Wendy, I was actually feeling sorry for her. She is a good friend.
"Yeah. Sorry Wends" I offered her a smile.
"It's okay. But you know… I'm not going to tell anyone. I always thought you guys belonged together, I don't wanna ruin your relationship"
"Thanks kid" Sam stroked her knee.
"I can't believe I only noticed it now! You guys must be together for so long and I only notice this now!" she was little mad at herself. Wendy was a great observer.
"Oh… if it makes you feel better, we're not together that long" Sam smiled "we're not even boyfriend and girlfriend yet"
"No? Really? And how come you're already…" she pointed at the bed "never mind"
Sam's smile faded and she fell into deep thought. I began to worry. Wendy must've noticed she said something wrong, because she looked at me a little desperately.
"Listen, I promise I'm not gonna tell anyone okay?" she stood up "I'll keep your secret. And I'll leave now"
Wendy rushed out the door, faster than Carly when she wanted to leave us alone. I turned my attention to Sam, who was now frowning. The blond headed demon let go of my hand and stood up. She walked to the balcony and leaned against the door. I knew something was wrong, so I marched towards her and wrapped my arms around her. I couldn't see her face, but I knew she was in deep thought.
"What's wrong Sam?" I rested my head on the crook of her neck "tell me"
"Why haven't you asked me yet?"
"Asked you what?" I had no idea what she was saying.
"To be your girlfriend"
Sam's POV
The talk with Wendy made me think. Why haven't he asked me yet? I mean… we've went out twice, we make out a lot and we have feelings for each other, so why haven't he asked me yet? Or maybe I was seeing things, imagining feelings that didn't exist. Maybe the strength of my feelings masked the lack of his feelings. Maybe he was having second thoughts about us. I felt so stupid, there I was, just a few minutes ago, giving myself to a guy that might not have feelings for me. I felt so frustrated. But then again, what should I expect? Good things don't happen to me every day, and when they do, they never last. Aside from iCarly, good things don't fall from the sky on my lap. I needed to stay away from him for a while; our close proximity reminded me how stupid I was.
I walked over to the balcony and leaned against the door. The sky was bright blue and the air was so clean, so pure. The sound of the ocean and the birds singing almost made me feel peaceful, except for the melancholy of the moment. Soon, I felt a pair of strong arms envolving me into a loving embrace. I felt his scent, and my chest ached. I loved him so much, was possible that my feelings were so strong that blinded me? How could I ever allow mysef to be so stupid?
"What's wrong Sam?" he rested his head on the crook of my neck "tell me"
"Why haven't you asked me yet?" I regretted the words as they came out of my mouth, but I needed to know.
"Asked you what?" this boy was so clueless.
"To be your girlfriend"
I felt Freddie's breath against my neck, right before he turned me around, making me face him. When our eyes met, I knew why I loved him. But why should he love me?
"Want the truth?" he had his hands on my shoulders.
The moment he asked, my legs grew weak and I was taken by fear. He was having second thoughts about us, he wasn't sure if I was the one for him.
"Yeah" I needed to know the truth now more than ever.
"I already have it all planned out. I'm going to blow your mind… it's going to be so awesome, you'll see, it's going to be awesometacular!" he smiled.
"Ever occurred to you that maybe I don't need something awesometacular?" I watched as his smiled faded away "maybe I just want something simple"
"Sam…" he sighed.
"No Freddeinstein! If you're having second thoughts about us, just say it! If you're not sure, I can understand. If you still need some time, it's fine. But don't give me a lame excuse, just because you don't want to hurt my feelings. You hurt them even more, by lying to me" I snapped and walked away from him.
Freddie paused for a moment. He was shocked, but his eyes were hurt. I wondered why. I'm the only one who has the right to be hurt right now.
"You know Sam… you never give me enough credit" he said coolly "If you did, you would know that's not what I'm doing"
"Then what are you doing?" I faced him angrily.
"I always think about us, you know. I think about you and your mother. I think about the lack of romance in your life, and in mine too. When I think about us, I think about how much I want to give you everything you deserve. You think that unlike the other girls in the world you don't need romance, but you do, and I wanna give this to you" I wasn't expecting that at all.
He moved closer to me and grabbed my hands interlacing our fingers. Freddie looked into my eyes, with those dazzling gravy colored eyes, and I remembered why my favorite color was brown. My heart raced waiting for what he was going to do or say. I felt so weak at that moment, so out of myself, so depending.
"You're wrong Sam. You're a pretty smart girl, but sometimes you can be very stupid. You think I'm having seconds thoughts, when in fact you know how I feel about you, and how much I wanna be with you, but you're insecure, and you need to be reassured, because you think good things don't happen to you" this boy knows me so well.
"Stop it! It's like you're inside my head right now!" Freddie chuckled.
"If we're going to be in a relationship I need you to trust me. Trust is one of most important things in a relationship. It comes right after love and before companionship and respect. I need you to trust me when I say it's going to happen, and it's going to happen soon, in a way that you'll never forget. It's going to be so special, Sam… I promise you" he traced his index finger from my forehead ending on the tip of my nose "And don't even for a second doubt that I have feelings for you. You have no idea how much you hurt me when you do that"
Does he really have to be so perfect? I nodded in agreement and let he kiss me. We shared a very simple kiss, which turned into a demonstration of love and affect. He held me in a loving embrace for the second time today and I felt safe. This boy is going to turn me into a prissy, but what the heck… I love the feeling when he holds me in his arms, with his body close to mine and his scent all over me. We pulled away at the same time, resting our foreheads against each others. He kissed the tip of my nose and I giggled. Man… I need to get a grip and be my old self again.
"Okay Freddison… but you're not getting any until we're dating for real" I warned him.
"Okay Sam" he chuckled and kissed my cheek "Whatever you want Princess Puckett"
After he left the room, I took a shower and got dressed. Just to make sure, I checked my cell phone, the and every other gossip site. Looks like Wendy kept her promise and kept her mouth shut. I went downstairs to find Carly and Brad engaged into a conversation, Tasha making Gibby a peanut butter sandwich and Wendy washing the dishes. But the only person I really wanted to see wasn't around. I wondered where the nub could be.
"Hey Sam" Carly came close to me "wanna play mime?"
"Yeah" I didn't really heard what she was talking, my attention was on finding Freddie "Where is Freddie?"
"Oh… he is in the balcony"
"Okay…" I patted her shoulder and walked away.
I found Freddie walking around the balcony talking on the phone. I hide behind the door to hear his conversation. Only a few minutes ago we we're talking about trust, and I was doing the exact opposite. I was sneaking on him to hear his conversation, which was pathetic and wrong in so many ways. I felt guilt, and even more after I heard his conversation.
"No mom… yes… please can I talk to him now? Yes… I'm… okay… okay mom… mom… thanks" he sighed "Gun Smoke? Yeah… listen, that thing I asked you… yeah… that, I need it tomorrow. Yeah. Uh-huh. Thanks. And can you talk to mom about that other thing? Yeah… I wanna take Sam there on our next date and it will be nice if you can convince her to help. Yeah… yeah I know. Thanks man. Bye" he hung up and turned around. I hide quickly.
Sam… that's not nice, but then again, I'm not nice… but I have to trust him, he is right, I owe him that. I took a deep breath and went to the balcony. Freddie's back was turned to me. He was watching the sunset. The wind was blowing his messy hair when I wrapped my arms around his waist.
"Hey dork" I kissed his neck.
"Hey Princess"
"Carly wanna know if we want to play mime" I nuzzled his neck and felt him shivering.
"Sure, why not?"
Freddie's POV
We all went to bed around midnight. Sam actually wanted to go to bed, because she had woken up early that morning. Sam never wakes early. Carly and Wendy were the first ones to go, followed shortly by Gibby and Tasha. Brad washed the mug he used to drink hot chocolate and said goodnight to us. I grabbed Sam's hand and walked her to her door. We kissed goodnight and I watched disappear inside her bedroom. I changed to my pajamas pants and a white tank top. As I lay in my bed, I couldn't help but feel a little agitated and uncomfortable. That was nothing wrong with my bed, nothing at all, but still I felt cold and lonely. Deep inside I knew what I was missing.
I marched towards the room in front of mine and knocked on the door. I waited patiently until a hot blond opened the door. She was wearing only a striped blue shirt that was too big for her size. I frowned and recognized the shirt, it was mine.
"Is that my shirt?" I pointed at her.
"Yeah. So?" she started to play with my shirt, the one she was wearing "You have a problem with that?"
"Not at all. In fact, it looks a lot better on you" I grabbed the hand she was using to provoke me and interlaced our fingers.
"I know. But that's not why you came here"
"No… I just… can I come in?" I pouted.
"Yeah, why not?" she dragged me inside and I closed the door behind me "what'cha want?"
"This is going to sound a bit weird but… can I sleep here?" I hoped she wouldn't take this the wrong way.
"Benson… you're not getting any! Not yet" she crossed her arms.
"No… I'm didn't mean that way" I could feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment.
"Then what?" she sat on the bed "what do you mean?"
"I mean… snuggle, and sleep" she laughed.
"Snuggle…? Dude you're a nub"
"Yeah, but you love me"
"Whatever… I guess it's okay… but don't try anything!" she covered herself with the bedspread and motioned for me to join her.
I snuggled with Sam feeling her scent. I wrapped my arm around her waist and she rested her head on my chest. She's not going to regret waiting just a little bit longer, when I asked her to be my girlfriend it will be perfect. I planned the whole thing in my mind, and hopefully, my mom will help me with the rest. She is not a big fan of me growing up, but she loves me and I know she likes Sam. I can't wait to our next date; I'm finally going to sweep her off her feet.