The Forbidden Girl novel Chapter 33

"All because of what happened today?" Sam whispered as she pulled away from him and sat the steps leading up to the house. "Do you really think I feel like I have to be afraid of you?" She searched his eyes slowly.

"No Baby, you've always had the choice, I know you're not afraid of me, nor will you ever have to be." He knelt down in front of her and clasped her small hands in his big ones. "I don't want to push you, I love you Sammy."

Sam pulled her hands from is and laid them against his roughened cheeks from the day's worth of beard. "I love you too." She whispered, she pressed her lips to his as her thumbs grazed against his stubble. She shivered as she moved closer to him.

Blake3's hand rested against th4 small of her back kneading firmly. He felt her perfectly straight teeth graze against his bottom lip, unable to help himself he let out a low growl pulling her soft body into his and recipucated with his own nip at her bottom lip. His hands went to her ass as he stood up pulling her up wrapping her legs around his waist.

Sam slid her hands from his cheek to the top buttons of his shirt.

Blake moved up the stairs fluidly pressing Sam against the door as he fumbled to unlock the door. He finally managed it, he kicked the door shut loudly and locked it. His hands ran up from her ass to up her sine. They dug themselves into her soft brown, blue and purple highlighted hair. The way her hands slid against his abs up his chest set him a flame with such a burn he didn't know how to extinguish.

Sam gasped as she skimmed her hands over Blake's now bared chest. She was so in love with this man, how was she going to leave him? She whimpered as his tongue skimmed her lips, she opened for him willingly. His tongue explored her tongue and mouth with his. She slid her hot, wanting body against his. She let out a cry when she felt his already raging desire for her stroke against her ache that needed filled.

They fell onto the bed kicking off her shoes and his boots. Blake held his weight on his hands beside her head as he continued to kiss her. She shoved his shirt off of him as he leaned back onto his knees. He grazed on her beautiful face as she stared into his eyes. She sat up and rolled him onto his back.

She kissed him slowly as she rubbed against him, she began to press soft kisses across his broad chest, down his abs following the trail of hair down to the waist band of his jeans.

"God Sam.: He gasped out between clenched teeth, his hands laced into her hair.

She made short work with his belt, button, and zipper. She pulled his jeans down quickly and began to stroke him through his light and dark blue plaid boxers.

He took her hand and pulled her back up to him. He rolled her onto her back, he kissed down her neck running his hands up her shirt. He pulled it up off of her, raking his gaze over her. He would take his time with her this time. He had her sit up and he unclasped her lacy pink bra freeing her beautiful perky round globes.

He sucked in a breath, his lips made their way over her collar bone, moving down taking each pebble into his hot, moist mouth, teasing with his tongue and teeth.

She squirmed beneath him as he made his way down her flat pale stomach to her sweatpants. He pulled them down slowly along with her matching boy shorts to her bra. She gasped when he kissed her ankle and moved up her le and thigh. His tongue skimmed against her delicate softness slowly at first.

"Samantha, it's Sara, I just heard the news, they caught him huh?"

"Yeah it was Frank, Sara I never did anything to that man." Sam sighed as she put her head in her hand.

"But he's put away now, you're safe." Sara sounded hopeful.

"Yeah I guess so." Sam mumbled, she rubbed her face as the tears filled her eyes.

"Uh oh, what's wrong?"

"Nothing Sara, how's everything at the office?" She pushed her feelings aside quickly. She couldn't tell anyone what she was feeling.