sam pulled me on top of him, rubbing my back and trailing his fingers down. he crushed my lips with his own, sending a shiver down my spine.
"you're so hot," he whispered in my ear, sucking and biting along my collarbones. he moved across the back of my suit and untied it, flinging it across the room. in return, i took off his shirt
i let him sit on the bed and i unbuckled his pants and played with him. he moaned over and over and then i took him into my mouth causing him to moan louder
then he put me onto the bed and slid off my bottoms, positioning himself and moving his hands over my hip bones and thrust himself into me
i forgot how bad it hurt at first and i was reminded of it when he thrusted faster every time, but then he looked at me and kissed me sloppily, making me somehow more comfortable. pain quickly merged into pleasure and i felt my lips curl into a smirk
after a few minutes, we thought we shouldput our clothes back on. since we guessed they were done swimming, we decided to put on regular clothes and not our suits.
he picked out my whole outfit. a black flowy brandy dress with white vans and he brushed my hair out gently, occasionally kissing me on the cheek and sometimes on the lips.
"how do you feel," he asked me carefully looking into my eyes
"what do you mean?"
"i just want to know if you feel beautiful," he blushed
"you make me feel that way," my lips skimmed past his and he looked back into my eyes causing a bubble of laughter to escape my own lips, followed by his.
"let's go back outside then, beautiful." he said grabbing my waist as we walked out of the room towards the pool
**********i just got back from vacation, im actually amazed because when i left this had hit 3000, now its almost at 7k reads. insane.
anyway this part sucks but new parts will be up asap, promise
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FanfictionBrooke moved to Omaha for her senior year. its her first year living alone. she meets sam wilkinson, jack gilinsky, and jack johnson. her and sam instantly hit it off, and they go back to her place. Who would have known where it would lead?