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I had a reviewer ask a question. "Did Sam and Bella imprint?" Hopefully last chapter answered your question. If not, the answer is no. They did not. The whole kinda gist of this story is "choosing" who to be with, i.e.: Paul/Ang, Sam/Bella, Leah/Brady, etc. Let me know if there are any other questions Thanks!
Ch.4 – Another Henley
Bella POV
I woke with drool trailing down my face. I had the most fantastic dream…I was at a club and Sam gave me the first of many orgasms. It was out of this world spectacular. Having dreams about your boss was probably not super kosher, but hey, sue me. I attempted to stretch out and rub the sleep from my eyes but stretching proved to be a little constricting.
"Bella, we're coming up!" I heard Charlie yell.
"Coming up? Who's coming up?" I sat up and looked down at what I was wearing, and the breath whooshed out of my lungs.
"Oh my God." I whispered. Last night wasn't some dream induced fantasy haze. Sam really had his fingers, lips, and tongue just about all over every crevice of my fucking body. Charlie opened my door and stifled a chuckle.
"We wake you up, Bella?" His mustache twitched. I was confused.
"Uhm…" I stuttered. And that's when I saw him. He was wearing another Henley, red this time, with light jeans that had paint splotches on them, his Timbs, and a toolbelt…and that's when it dawned on me. It was Saturday, Sam was here to start working on the house. He was just as beautiful as he was last night. I'm also positive that my face was the same color as a stop sign. His gaze pierced mine as a small smile appeared on his lips.
"Sam is going to start on your room so we can get your furniture built. It's sitting in boxes in the garage. Let me go and get the paint from there, too." Charlie shuffled down the stairs. Sam came to the side of my bed and moved to grab my chin while I continued to stare dumbly.
"Morning, beautiful." He brushed a kiss to my lips and my eyes fluttered shut.
What was happening with my life? Yesterday I'd never had an orgasm in my life. Today, Sam was brushing a kiss to my mouth, and I was positive smelt like morning breath.
"Hi." I murmured intelligently. A blush flooded my chest.
"I need to start taking this furniture down. Charlie made coffee downstairs." He brushed his thumb across my cheek, and I continued to stare mutely at him. I was really on a roll this morning. I watched him as he bent down and lifted the rocking chair like it weighed two pounds. He leaded in to sniff it slightly and growled lowly. His gaze immediately found mine. I don't know what made me answer, but the words flew out of my mouth.
"Edward used to sneak in my room and watch me sleep. He sat in that chair while he did it." His eyes definitely flashed gold and I tensed.
"I haven't seen them since they left, months ago." I murmured to him. I don't know why, but I didn't want him upset at me, though I was confused as to why he'd be upset. What did it matter? My relationship with Edward wasn't anyone's business. It was strange and embarrassing to talk about.
"You can smell something from that long ago?" I starred puzzled. His brow creased.
"Something in here smells of them, strongly, but I can't tell what exactly. There's an underlying scent everywhere." He frowned.
"You're redoing my floors and walls today and I have new furniture downstairs." I didn't know why I was trying to appease him. I couldn't smell anything wrong with my room. It was a little dreary but that's all. He came up to me and grabbed the back of my neck gently.
"Do you remember what I told Leah last night?" He bent down to whisper in my ear. I could feel his facial hair tickle my face as his breath warmed the outer shell of my ear.
"Yyyees." I stuttered out. I was close to panting now. The man had worn a toolbelt, red shirt, and growled – and I was panting like he'd been touching me intimately for hours. There was something wrong with me, I was sure of it. I could feel his wolfish smile against my ear.
"Good." He breathed out. My whole body quivered as he pulled back and ran his thumb across my lower lip. His eyes filled with heat as he pulled back, picked up the chair, and proceeded down the stairs.
I attempted to run my hand through my hair, and it got stuck.
"Fuck."
I stood and made my way to the bathroom. I turned the shower on and turned to the mirror to start pulling the pins out. I set them all in a pile, brushed my teeth, and stripped. I sighed as I felt the hot water melt away the last of sleep from my body. I rolled my neck and braced my hands against the wall. I felt rested, despite my slow wake up. I hadn't slept that well in months.
"I need to orgasm more often." I mumbled. I could hear Sam's raucous laughter and it jolted me out of my reverie.
"Can he really hear that well?" I pondered. I massaged my scalp and washed the lingering remnants of make off of my face. I heard Charlie yell through the door.
"I forgot the paint for your room, I'm going to run into town, I'll be back in thirty. Sam's about to get started on your floor!"
I shut off the water and wrapped myself in my robe that was hanging on the back of the door. I slipped my clothes in the bin inside and towel dried my hair. I did my face ritual and brushed my hair.
"Shit, I forgot my clothes." I needed to run downstairs and grab them out of the bin I'd put them in. I opened the door and let the steam out.
Sam was standing in my doorway as I caught his gaze. His eyes slowly started to descend. I had an urge to pull down the hem of my robe. I squeaked as his arm reached out to drag me to him. He picked me up. As his palms rested against the globes of my ass, memories of last night flooded through my mind, and wetness started to pool in my center. He growled as he lowered his mouth to claim mine. He stalked back into my room, dropped me in front of my desk, turned me around and bent me over the top of it.
"Grab on to the edge." He gruffed out against my ear. I shivered as he trailed is hands down my spine. He dropped down onto one knee and his palms ran up the back of my thighs. He kneaded the flesh of my cheeks as he pulled them apart. I cried out as ran his tongue from front to back.
"Sam!" My fingers dug into the edge of the old desk.
"You seem to have a thing for desks, if my memory from last night serves me right." I moaned as he chuckled into my folds.
"And you still taste just as delicious as you did last night." His hands tightened and I moaned louder. His tongue started to stroke faster as I felt a finger breach my opening. I ground myself harder against his face.
"Fuck, Sam." I dropped my head against the desk as my stomach started to clench and tingle.
"Let me feel you coat my tongue Bella. I want your cum dripping down my face." He growled into my pussy.
That did it. I came instantly. I don't know what it was about that statement that got me so hot, but just the thought of Sam wanting the most intimate parts of me drenching those velvety lips…my eyes rolled back into my head as he lapped up every last drop. My knees buckled as he sat back. He turned me around and lifted me onto the desk. His mouth sought mine and I immediately opened to stroke my tongue along his. I could taste myself on him and my blood spiked again. He pulled away and I let my head roll back as a sigh escaped my lips.
"I can't wait to hear the noises you cry out as I fill you completely." He groaned out as he nipped my neck. I couldn't wait either. The feelings he incited in me felt downright illegal. All I knew was that I needed more.
"Get dressed before Charlie comes back and finds you brimming with my cum in that pretty cunt." He ran his thumb through my folds as I trembled.
I got down on wobbly legs and sucked in a deep breath as he pressed one more lingering kiss on my lips. I walked downstairs and grabbed a t-shirt and leggings. Charlie came back with the paint as I was cooking breakfast for everyone. He took the light-colored paint upstairs to Sam and they started on my walls. By the time I finished the biscuits and gravy, a wall was already done. We ate and chatted lightly as the blush that stained my face all morning remained in full force. I cleaned up after everyone and plopped on the couch with my laptop and started to study. I was doing well enough on the practice tests that I could take the test to get my diploma soon. After, I'd sign up for some online classes. I saw Charlie go across the hall to his room with some more paint cans. I looked up as Sam came down the stairs with murder in his eyes.
"I need to show you something." His mouth was kicked up into a sneer as he growled. I followed him upstairs with a frown on my face. As I walked into my room, I saw that a floorboard was pulled up.
"I found the reason why your room constantly smelled like leeches." He glared at the ground. I bent down and found that Edward seemed to have left everything in a little cubby in the floor. Pictures of us, a sweater of his, and CD's lined the small opening. A frown etched itself on my face.
"That fucking prick." I immediately ran down the stairs to my phone. I dialed Leah's number.
"What do you want Swan, I'm hungover." She moaned into the phone.
"You have thirty minutes to get to my house. Bring that metal garbage can in your garage and some fucking lighter fluid." I spit into the phone.
"Alright, I'm getting up. I do love a good fire." She hung up and I was shaking I was so angry. I felt Sam wrap his arms around me.
"You didn't know that was there?" He murmured into my ear. I glared up at him and stepped out of his arms.
"No, I wasn't aware Sam." I crossed my arms across my chest and looked at the floor. I was livid and embarrassed. How dare he leave a little cubby of shit in my floorboard. Like I should've been crawling on my knees looking for any last sign of him. What a fucking cock. Sam's palms gripped my cheeks as he turned my gaze up to meet his.
"Good." He said as he slanted his mouth down upon mine. His lips were demanding. This wasn't a sweet kiss, this was claiming. The fact that Charlie was upstairs ran fleetingly through my mind, but all I could was step closer to Sam and lay my hands on his chest. His mouth was sinful. Everything about him was addictive and I craved more.
"Leah's coming over and we're going to burn it." I said as he pulled away.
"Make sure you burn that sweater first." I chuckled as he bent down to press another kiss to my mouth. I should be worried that he was so possessive, but I wasn't quite sure what to think. I know vampires smelled bad to wolves, so maybe Sam just wanted the smell out of the house he was working in. I'd ask Leah about it later.
I went upstairs and shoved everything into the overflowing shoebox that was in the cubby. I heard Leah come in the door downstairs.
"Leah and I are going to be in the backyard burning something dad. We'll be inside in a second." I called as I walked down to meet her. He stuck his head out of his door.
"Uhm, alright." He scratched the back of his neck.
"Don't burn the forest down. The fire chief will never let it go if he has to come to the police chief's house and put out a fire." He smiled. A smile tugged at my mouth as Leah followed me outside, supplies in hand.
"What's going on?" She asked as I shut the door. I shoved the box Edward had left into her arms. Her face immediately scrunched up.
"Why the fuck does this reek?" She pulled the sweater off of the top and she inhaled sharply. Every CD we'd listened to together was inside along with movie tickets, photos of us, and other keepsakes.
"Edward put that under a loose floorboard." I frowned.
"For what?" She asked incredulously.
"Were you supposed to be on your hands and fucking knees sniffing the floor in hopes of finding some remanent of him?" She looked up at me as furious as I was.
"I don't fucking know. But Sam found it as he was setting down the base to put the carpet in. He was less than pleased." I told her.
"Fucking good, I'm fucking livid! Fuck that asshole, let's burn this shit." She threw the box in the metal bin along with some pieces of firewood Charlie had lined up along the side of the house. She dowsed it all with lighter fluid and handed me a pack of matches.
"Light it up." She said.
I lit the entire pack and threw it in. Flames burst from the container and the smell of lighter fluid burned my nostrils. It only took a few minutes before everything was simply ash at the bottom of the barrel. Leah doused it all with water and threw the ashes in the trash. I smiled as Charlie came outside to check on us.
"You girls alright?" He played with his mustache.
"Doin great dad. Just needed to burn some stuff Edward thought it would be cute to leave behind." Dad's eyes widened as he chuckled.
"Alright, glad you're ok then." He closed the door and went back inside.
"Don't think I haven't forgotten about last night, Swan." Leah turned to me and smiled.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." I uncrossed my arms and smiled back.
"Come on, you're helping now that you're here." She groaned loudly and we made our way inside. Sam was finishing the carpet while Leah and I started on painting the hallway. It wasn't long before he was hauling furniture boxes up the stairs and I could hear the whirl of his drill. I groaned while Leah laughed.
"Is it wrong that I find it attractive that he can build things?" I turned to Leah as she laughed.
"Oh, ya Swan, he's a real genius with those instruction booklets." I smiled and rolled my eyes as she guffawed. I flicked some paint at her.
"If you want to see something really cool, ask Sam to take you by his project cabin. He started it after Emily left and he's gotten pretty far into it, all by hand, and all by himself. He won't let anyone help him finish it. The back yard backs up to the beach. If I thought he'd sell it to me, I'd give him my left kidney." She smiled. I was intrigued.
"I bet if you ask him, he'll take you." She snickered.
"If Bella would like to go, all she has to do is ask." Sam stated from inside my room. I glared at her.
"Thanks." I mouthed to her. She just laughed.
It was close to six when I called to order Greek food, I was craving it. I ordered enough to feed an army when I heard dad call me upstairs. I followed the sound and stepped into his room.
"What do you think Bells?" He asked as he smiled.
The floors now had a plush sand colored carpet on them. The wall with his new bed against it now had painted navy shiplap from floor to ceiling. The other walls were a complimentary beige. New modern furniture adorned every wall. He even got beside lamps and decorative pillows for his bed. The buck he shot last winter was hung on the wall as well. I rolled my eyes at that.
"Looks great dad. Way better than the old stuff." I smiled.
"Come check out your room, Swan." Leah dragged me down the hall. Sam stood up and dusted his hands as we walked in. I was stunned speechless.
My floors had the same plush carpet that Charlie's did. My walls were a beautiful cream color. I had additional off-white fuzzy rug under my bed. The low slatted bed sat against my left wall with a little modern bookshelf kitty-corner to it. The succulents Leah got me, and a few new novels sat on the shelves. A new curtain rod with wispy beige curtains hung to the floor. My bed was a smorgasbord of plush blankets and pillows in every neutral tone available. A lamp sat next to my bookshelf. A sleek desk was next to my window with my new laptop and some photos of my mother and Liam on it and a vase of fresh tulips. My dresser and mirror sat on the back wall with my lotions and scents on it. The wall to the right of the door had an empty collage of black picture frames on it. A gigantic, framed photo of the forest sat above my bed. I looked in wonder.
"I figured you can print out whatever photos you want and line the frames." She smiled at me. I flew over to Sam and jumped into his arms. He chuckled as his breath whooshed out. His arms encased me, and I felt him smile into my neck.
"If you don't like it, blame Leah, she decorated." I laughed and wiped a few tears that had fallen from my eyes.
"It's perfect." I whispered to him. I leaned him and brushed my lips against his, not caring that Leah was there to witness. She could tease me about it later. I didn't know what we were, it'd only been a day, but the amount of effort he'd put in with Charlie and Leah warmed my heart. This room was perfect. The small splashes of color drew the attention to key areas. This was a room fit for an adult. No broody teen lived here. Leah opened her arms.
"Where the fuck is my kiss, Swan? Sam's getting paid to do this shit, I did it for free." I threw my back and laughed. Trust Leah to ruin the moment. Sam set me down and I turned to give Leah a hug. I heard a knock at the door.
"Foods here!" I pulled away and we all headed downstairs. We sat down to eat and chat.
"I'll have a small crew come over Monday and start on the rest of the house, Charlie." Sam told him.
"I really appreciate you coming over today and doing all you did Sam; we wouldn't have been able to do it without you." Charlie blushed lightly. I cleaned dinner up as Charlie moved into the living room to watch a game.
"I need to head home and phase, I need to check in on everyone." Sam stood and headed towards the door.
"I'll walk you out." I said as I stood up.
"I bet you will." Leah grinned maniacally. I flipped her off as she cackled.
I opened the door and followed Sam to his truck. I nudged a few rocks in my driveway as he loaded his tools into the back. He turned and tilted my head up to meet his gaze.
"Would you like to see the cabin I'm building tomorrow? It's instruction free, I promise." I smiled as I looked into his eyes.
"Mmm, I'll think about it. I have work Monday and my boss is kind of a hardass. I need to be well rested when I show up." I giggled as he pulled me into his arms.
"Hmm, what was it you said earlier?" He teased.
"Oh, that right, orgasms help you sleep. I guess I'll need to make sure you have a few so you'll rest well." He nibbled my ear. My cheeks heated.
"I guess so." I leaned up to brush my lips against his. I felt his tongue tease the seam of my lips, and I opened to caress his against my own. I stood on my toes as my hands threaded behind his neck.
"I'd love to see it." I murmured against his lips. I could feel exactly how hard he was against me after our mini make out session, but Leah was inside with my father. If I took too long, he'd get suspicious.
"I'll pick you up and take you to breakfast and then we can go look at my new place." He pressed one more lingering kiss against my lips, and I blushed.
"I'll pick you up at nine-thirty." He kissed the top of my head and I watched him get into his truck and pull out of the driveway. I walked back inside and went upstairs to find Leah sprawled out on my bed.
"I might have you get me one of these Swan. This mattress is fantastic." I laughed at her. I plopped down next to her.
"Sam is gonna take me to his cabin tomorrow." I hid my face in my hands as Leah "ooed" at me.
"Good, maybe then he can pop your cherry, finally." I smacked her.
"Finally? It's been a day."
"It'll be two by tomorrow. Two days too long with the number of pheromones y'all were giving off last night. Brady thanks you both." I gawked at her.
"You're awful." She just smirked.
"Is it too soon?" I asked her.
"We didn't have sex last night, but pretty much everything else." I rubbed my eyes with the palm of my hands.
"What does 'too soon' mean?" She asked.
"Too soon to get married? – probably. But I'm still wondering why you didn't fuck him last night." She laughed at me.
"He didn't want my first time to be on dingy couch in a club." I mumbled from beneath my hands.
"Aww, how adorable." She laughed at me.
"Good, at least he has some class then." She stated. I was permanently red today, but it didn't matter, Sam gave me the most incredible evening of my last night. We chatted for a bit longer until Leah decided she needed to get back to Brady. I took another shower to get the paint off of my skin and laid down in my bed. I looked at the photo above my bed and fell asleep to dreams of Sam caressing my body on the forest floor.
AN: Let me know what you guys think! It's a little shorter than the others…but next chapter is Sam's cabin!