I set the picture down on my coffee table and leave her be.
For the next couple of hours, I busy myself in the garage. Usually, I’d play music or put something on the TV out here, but I’m careful not to wake her. It’s nice having someone to tip-toe around.
By the time I need to leave for the fair, Sam is still sleeping peacefully. I hope she doesn’t need to be back, but I couldn’t stand to wake her. I make some coffee as quietly as I can, get dressed, and bring a mug over to the couch.
Sam blinks, yawns, and stretches as I sit down. “Wutthehellhappen?”
“You never told me you speak Finnish.”
She rubs her eyes and smiles. “All right, funny guy. Where were we?”
“Well, you were about to get on top of me and rock my world…”
“Mhmmm…”
“And then you fell asleep for two and a half hours.”
“What!?” She tries to jump up, but I seduce her with the cup of coffee.
“Here,” I laugh. “Enjoy. It’s time for the cook-off, but you stay as long as you like. My home is your home.”
She pouts playfully. “But I want to have sex with you…”
“That has been established. But I have to go, and I’d rather have you well rested.”
“Oh, am I gonna need my energy?”
I lean in, kiss her cheek, and squeeze the curve of her butt so hard that she whimpers. “Yes, Sam. You will need every bit.”
We lock eyes.
I’m so tempted to take her now. Our lips hover inches away from each other, speaking silent promises of everything we’re going to do.
No, it’s better if we wait. I won’t rush through my first time with this angel.
“Ugh. Fine.Leave me,” she says dramatically. “I’ll just stay here in this big, beautiful house all alone until my boss freaks out and demands that I bring the van back. When can I see you again?”
“When would you like to?”
“As soon as freaking possible.”
I take her hand, kissing it softly. “Then stay here tonight.”
“Sleep here?”
“Yes. Come after your last show. I don’t care how late. I’ll wait for you.”
“There you go talking all sexy-romantic again.” Sam takes a sip of her coffee. “Shit, that’s good. All right, big guy. I’ll stay the night, but only because I owe you.”
“You do?”
“Obviously.”
I grunt as her hand snakes between my legs and takes hold of my shaft through my jeans.
“After what you did…” She runs her tongue over her lip as if she can still taste herself. “I really am going to rock your fucking world, Thor.”
She pulls me by my cock into a kiss that lasts far too long, teases far too much. If I don’t leave now, we’ll spend the entire day releasing this tension.
