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Room Mates Pt. 02

By: CateJ



Holy shit! 

Little Sammie Barratt had grown into one hell of a woman. Okay so the last time he'd seen her she was 24 and technically already a woman but she'd been wearing a black dress and heels and hell, he'd never have imagined she had that body hidden away beneath all that fabric. 

He'd always liked her and if he was honest, he'd always had a bit of a thing for her. If she hadn't been Rosie's best friend he would totally have tried to sleep with her but she was completely off limits. Rosie would have ripped his cock off and as cute as Sammie was, he was rather attached to his dick. 

Not that it had stopped him fantasising about her from time to time, picturing that pixie face staring up at him adoringly as she took him deep into her mouth or his personal favourite, her sitting astride him, her glorious mass of ruby red hair shrouding them both as she bent to kiss him. 

Having seen her in tiny pants and a wet t-shirt, her breasts far bigger than he'd ever imagined and her nipples hard and eminently suckable he suspected she'd be featuring far more in his mind than before, and she'd been a feature favourite for years. Throw in the fact that he now knew what she smelled like and that she was sleeping next door, he found his cock was already hard and ready for action. Oh sweet Sammie, the things he'd love to do to her. 

" Jay, who was that girl?"

Snapping back to reality, Jake sauntered towards the naked blonde in his bed. Marissa? Mellissa? He couldn't remember and didn't really care. 

Four years ago he'd uprooted his life to move to Los Angeles with the woman he had loved and planned to marry and 6 months ago he returned home broken hearted and determined never to be in that position again. So the blonde was just one of the many willing women he took home to enjoy and if they got clingy he just replaced them.

"She's an old friend baby, just like I said. Now where were we?"

The blonde giggled and spread her legs wide in eager invitation. Jake held in his snort of derision at her actions, how he longed for a woman to tease him, just a little. Someone who made him work for it. But Marissa/Mellissa would be gone in a few hours, never to return so it seemed like a waste of time to not take up her invitation.

"Let's try something different baby. How would you like to ride my face?"

Jake lay back on the bed and watched as she made a show of straddling his torso. Her body was glorious, a real testament to hours in the gym and a masterful plastic surgeon. He suspected she wasn't a natural blonde but as her hairless pussy swayed closer to his mouth he had no way to be certain.

"Brace your arms on the wall Baby and get comfortable. This may take a while."

She cooed and did as he asked and pleased he swiftly pulled her into position, his hands cupping her ass. Her aroma was heavy in the air and for a moment he thought of Sammie, her scent on her fingers. 

Grinning he thought of her next door and hoped she was listening, her obvious arousal in the kitchen had done more for his sex drive than the naked blonde above him. He was going to fuck the life out of Marissa/Mellissa and it was all for an audience of one. His anticipation of seeing Sammie in the morning, knowing that she'd heard everything ratcheted his cock until he was harder than he'd been in years. 

He couldn't wait to tease her and really hoped she wouldn't shy away from it. Time to give the performance of a lifetime. He pulled the blonde down and gave her pussy a firm lick, 

"I want to hear you baby, I want to hear you as I eat you. Tell me what it feels like, tell me what you want. I want to make you scream."

She whimpered as he licked her once again and when he flicked her clit with his tongue she found her voice.

"Jay! Oh yes! Suck my clit! Oh god, that's so perfect... more of that. Yes baby. Oh fuck me with your tongue... Oh shit!"

Jake ate her pussy like a starving man, licking every inch of her. His fingers stroked and caressed her, alternating between stroking her inner folds and holding her hips to keep her in place when she came close. Then he stopped and concentrated on her inner thighs until she cooled down enough to begin the slow torture of before.

He brought her to the brink 4 or 5 times until she was swearing and sweating and begging him to let her come. He held her in place and sucked her clit into his mouth, flicking her gently with the tip of his tongue. His fingers were damp with her arousal and it was easy for him to push a finger into her ass at the same time as he slid his thumb into her pussy. 

In less than 10 seconds she was convulsing around him, flooding his mouth with juice, pounding on the wall and sobbing her pleasure. Unable to take any more, Jake grabbed a condom and suited up, slipping out from underneath her and bracketing her body with his own against the wall. Thrusting deep he groaned as the sensations of her tight pussy clenched his cock and he felt the ripples of her orgasm milk him deep inside her. 

Resting his forehead on the wall beside hers he slowly withdrew and took a deep breath. He was far too jacked up for this to last long but he still wanted to enjoy it. Slamming back in he gritted his teeth as she squeezed him, he had 2, maybe 3 thrusts left. Pulling out again, he slid his wet cock through her pussy lips, taking a few seconds to regroup. She mewled as his cockhead brushed her clit and pressed back trying to ensnare him inside her.

"Please Jay! Don't tease me anymore! I can't take it! I need you to fuck me right now! Fuck me with that big hard cock, fuck me hard baby. Pound into me as hard as you can. Please!"

Jake slowly pushed deep inside of her and found her clit with his fingers. Braced between his body and the wall she was unable to move anything other than her internal muscles and he said a silent prayer to Dr Keigel. 

"And what if I want to go slow baby? What if I want to fuck you so slowly that you can barely feel it?"

"Jay! I don't care how you fuck me as long as you fuck me!"

"That's nice of you to say baby but I want to hear you beg. Make me feel like you really want it."

Words tumbled out of her mouth, sharp pleas, soft gasps and urgent promises fluttered into the night as he stroked her inside and out. His control was back in place and he thrust into her with short strokes, circling his hips as he went in. Between her pleas and their mutual heavy breathing he almost missed it but faintly through the wall he could hear Sammie's laboured cries,

"Please! Please!"

Jake lost it. Pulling Marissa/Mellissa away from the wall and setting her onto all fours he pounded into her with everything he had. His grip on her was leaving finger marks on her skin but she didn't seem to care as she shattered around him, sobbing and shaking. Jake closed his eyes and gave one last thrust, his vision blurring as his balls exploded, the pressure spreading through his body until he snapped, slumping over her prone body. 

She was out for the count, soft muffled snores breaking up the silence and he grinned, proud of his sexual prowess. The flat was silent. As his breathing calmed he pulled out and wrapped the condom in a tissue, quietly leaving the bedroom. Instead of turning left to enter the bathroom he turned right and paused outside her room, his hand hovering over the handle. 

He was desperate to see her but knew it was a bad idea, mainly because the blonde was asleep next door and he still had her pussy juice on his skin but also for a multitude of other reasons he wasn't yet prepared to address. He pressed his ear to the door and heard her breathing, heavy but returning to normal. He bent his head against the frame, 

"That was for you Sammie."

Turning away he sighed, his body sore and his mind dizzy with what they'd done when he heard her reply.

"I know Jake. And thank you. The next one's on me."

Grinning like an idiot he almost skipped to the bathroom and back to the blonde he couldn't wait to see the back of.

***

Getting rid of Marissa/Mellissa had been more difficult than he'd anticipated. Seems that fucking the life out a woman makes her want to repeat the performance and Jake just wasn't up for it. Truthfully, if Sammie had been laying next to him he would gladly have locked the door and spent the next week inside of her, but the blonde, not so much. 

Steeling himself for tears and recriminations he told her straight, she was beautiful, sexy and an amazing lover but he just wasn't looking for anything serious. She sniffed and said she could do casual but it was obvious to the both of them that she was lying. He told her this and after a second she got up and started to get dressed. He just lay there, eyes closed waiting for her to leave and his obvious disinterest pissed her off.

"You know where to find me Jay."

He didn't, having picked her up in a bar in Soho but having no recollection of which one. 

"I think it's for the best that we don't hook up again baby. But you were incredible and I had a really great time."

She just stood there in shock and for a minute he thought she was going to start a fight. Instead she just shrugged and headed to the door, slamming both his and the front door as she left.

Counting to 100 Jake stretched and felt his muscles whimper before heading to the bathroom to shower her away from his body. Dressing and wandering into the kitchen he found Rosie and Sammie eating cereal at the table. 

"Good morning Whore bag."

Rosie grinned at him as she shovelled another spoonful of Sugar Puffs into her mouth. Although they weren't actual siblings their parents had married when she was 7 and he was 8 so they had years of banter between them and their bond was as genuine as the real thing.

"Morning Miss Frigidaire. How did you sleep? Aside from alone!"

Rosie snorted and gave his her patented stink eye.

"You know bloody well that I slept like a baby. Between the sleeping tablet, the eye mask and the ear plugs I've been forced to wear since you moved in and brought your turbo fuelled penis to the party. I think I'm going to look into soundproofing your love den!"

Jake caught Sammie's eye and saw the flush creeping up her neck. She gave him a smile and got up to refill her coffee mug. He would have happily stared at her, all fresh faced and pretty, barefoot and wearing jeans and a Harry Potter tee but he forced his attention back to Rosie.

"Now now honey, if you soundproof my room you'll miss out on learning about what it takes to please a man and we all know you need all the help you can get on that score!"

Scoffing Rosie threw a sugar puff at him, "I do not need help! I know how to please a man thank you very much, I'm just waiting to find one that knows how to please me! And I wouldn't listen to you! That's just totally pervy! What kind of weirdo listens to someone else having sex!"

Thankfully Sammie was standing at the counter but he could see the judder of her spine as she choked on her coffee,

"I don't think its pervy. I actually think it's kind of sexy. Hearing other people having sex, at their most intimate and they don't know you can hear. Or even knowing they are there, that's really hot. Like performing for an audience. It's just like porn but real life with people you know."

Rosie laughed, "Well I wouldn't want to know people were listening to me having sex. I'd feel like any second Craig Revel-Horwood will raise his paddle and score me a 2 yelling 'Dis-As-Ter Darling"! Too much pressure. What do you think Sammie? Am I right and voyeurism is a bit pervy or is Jake right and you're both perverts?!"

Sammie turned and stared at them both like a rabbit caught in the headlights. Jake held his breath wondering what she'd say.

"You know, I'd forgotten just how incorrigible you two are together. What should be a nice leisurely breakfast descends into a sexfest within minutes!"

"That's your fault whore bag, we were civilised ladies who eat cereal before you threw your latest tart out the door and waltzed in hopped up on pheromones!"

Jake rolled his eyes as Rosie stuck her tongue out at him and laughed. "I apologise ladies for tainting the atmosphere with my presence. Maybe you can draw up a schedule of when you'll both be out so I can eat and wash without bothering either of you!"

Rosie grinned, "No need for that that love but I would appreciate no cock talk before lunchtime. Beyond that we're cool. Besides Sammie doesn't mind, she's like our sister after all."

This time Jake choked but Rosie was too busy rinsing her bowl to notice. Grabbing her coat and bag she dashed out of the flat announcing her lateness to the world as she shut the door behind her, leaving them both alone at the table.

"So is she right Sammie? Am I like a brother to you?"

Sammie tilted her head and surveyed him, sipping her coffee until the silence poised on the brink of uncomfortable.

"That depends Jake."

"On?"

"It depends on how pervy we both want to be. I've known you a long time Jake and in some ways you are like family to me but I also came harder last night listening to you with that woman than I've ever done and when you went for the second round it's a miracle I didn't spontaneously combust. Sooooo... If you are like my brother I'm one sick messed up little puppy!"

Grinning Jake leant forward, resting his forearms on the table, his fingers inches from her own, 

"I think in the interests of honesty you should know that I've never thought of you like a sister. Not once. And after last night, knowing you were listening, that you were so close, I don't think I ever could."

Raising an eyebrow she took another sip, "So definitely no sibling issues here then?"

"Most definitely not."

"For the record Jake, I've never done anything like that before but it was just unbearably sexy. And when you realised what I'd done I was mortified. But then you seemed to like it and..."

"Correction Sammie, I fucking loved it!"

"You seemed to fucking love it and I fucking loved it and well, I'd like to do it again if you don't mind"

"I don't mind at all. In fact it would be my absolute pleasure to give you whatever you want."

Standing Sammie winked at him, "Easy Jake! You're giving me sensory overload here and I still have to return the favour!"

Jake coughed, "Have to say Sammie, I'm not sure I want to hear you have sex with another man through the wall. Even if it's only fair. Sounds selfish I know but..."

Brushing her fingers against his lips Sammie bent until they were face to face, 

"I wouldn't want that either Jake but that's not to say I can't be creative on my own. I have a few ideas for what I could do that I think you'd like." Glancing down at his crotch she couldn't miss his burgeoning erection and she obviously didn't, "Are you up for it?"

Kissing her fingertips he held her gaze as he sucked one finger into his mouth and felt her shiver, 

"I wouldn't miss it for the world." 

Room Mates Pt. 03



* So after much deliberation, here is the next installment. This is the first piece that I have written with the help of an Editor and I found his help incredibly inspiring. I hope you do too! Thanks E - this one's for you *



So the proverbial ball was in my court. 

Jake was waiting for me to make the first move in our little game of whatever it was we were doing and, if you can excuse the tennis analogy I felt like a novice stepping out onto Centre Court at Wimbledon. 

The idea of seducing him made me terrified and euphoric in equal measure, finally I had an opportunity to become the seductress I'd always fantasised I could be yet I was essentially clueless on how to actually do it. I knew that Jake would come up with amazing ways to turn me on but the reality was almost paralyzing. I had no idea how turn a man on, my ex-fiancé was a wham bam kind of guy so other than taking my bra off I hadn't really needed to do anything. 

Flopping onto my bed, I thought of all the erotica I had read, mostly after my ex had fallen asleep and was snoring away beside me. Believe me, I read a lot! I ran through the stories in my head and systematically checked them off my list as being either unsuitable for my purposes or just not my cup of tea. 

I wanted to make Jake feel amazing but had no clue where to start. Normally I'd talk to Rosie, but asking for sex tips to seduce her brother seemed like a bad idea, even considering how desperate I was, literally and figuratively. Glancing at my watch and realising I was going to be late for work, I reluctantly got up and grabbed my Kindle for a little research.

Turns out reading erotica on a packed Piccadilly line train when you are already horny is a bad idea. Never had I felt this level of intense need. Sure, I'd read about it and listened as my friends waxed lyrical about their amazing sex lives but I honestly thought it was either fiction or bragging. 

Now I understood what honest to god sexual desire felt like. All I wanted to do was get Jake naked and feel his cock deep inside of me, relieving the tension coiling through my body. Hell, right now I'd settle for 5 minutes in a toilet stall, with my hands in my knickers. Neither option was viable however, at least not at 8.45 on a Tuesday morning so I tried to clear the fog of lust from my brain and went to work. 

Thankfully, my day was busy enough that I didn't have time to dwell on my lack of seduction. Working in a department store, Handbags and Accessories if you must know, means that there is always something to do. As Assistant Department Manager I have to manage my time between paperwork and being the happy face of customer service. My team is mostly made up of older ladies so whilst we chat about mundane subjects like the weather and their grandchildren, hot tips to spice up your sex life are off the menu.

As the clock struck 11, I dashed to the Ladies and phoned my university roommate friend Sophia. She managed an extremely high end lingerie store in Soho and knew exactly how to get a man's attention.

Dialling her number, I said a silent prayer, took a deep breath and asked her how things were going.

"I do love new stock day Sammie! Absolutely the best part of my working week! You have to see it, it's all so gorgeous. Silks, satins. Lots of corsetry, all with proper boning. Makes a woman feel like a vixen even if it hurts! This is underwear made for seduction. Takes about an hour to put on and longer to take off with all of the hooks and eyes but man, he'll be as hard as a rock when he sees you in it!"

I felt myself blush as Sophia described the pieces, each one seemingly more sumptuous than the last. It probably cost a fortune but I was going to go and have a look anyway, imagining Jake as hard as granite as I showed him. 

Oh boy, I'd make him sit on the bed as I dropped my robe, unveiling my body wrapped in a raspberry satin corset with lace edging and the matching thong. His eyes would widen and he'd groan and even in the dim light from the bedside lamp I'd be able to see his cock harden through his trousers. As his breathing deepened I'd run my fingers up the bodice and peel back the lace edged cups to bare my hard nipples to his gaze. He'd reach for me but I'd tease him as I teased myself, sliding my hand down to my satin covered pussy, now slick with my arousal as I stroked my nipple. Then I'd...

"Of course, as sexy as really good lingerie is, all a man really wants is for a woman to get naked for him. He doesn't care how much it costs or how good we look in it, he just wants to see it on the floor. It's sad really but men are idiots. Women buy lingerie for themselves, it makes them feel sexy but honestly does nothing for him at all!"

Right there, my erotic fantasy dashed. I couldn't help myself I had to ask. Other than Rosie, Sophia was the closest friend I had and having seen her in action, I knew she'd be able to give me a pointer or three.

"Nothing!? Men get nothing out of the sexy lingerie look at all?"

"Oh they get a stiffy just from looking but all they really want to do is get the damn stuff off you and see you naked. It's all just one big tease to him!"

Taking a deep breath I threw myself into unchartered waters, 

"What if I wanted to tease a man? Draw it out? What would you suggest I do to get a guy really excited? Hypothetically of course!"

Radio silence greeted me and I held my breath.

"Hypothetically? Shit girl, you're getting back on the horse! About fucking time! Here I am bleating on about crotchless panties and you want to know how to get a man to strip you of yours! Hell, Sammie, you are too cute for your own good! Any man would walk over hot coals to get a shot with you and you don't see it. I could fucking kill that dick you were engaged to!"

I laughed, this wasn't the first time she'd said this and I suspected one word from me and Richard would be in the Emergency Room but right now my focus was on Jake and what I could do to blow his mind. 

"There is a guy Soph, but you know me, I get scared and shy and... I don't want to ruin this. I need you to teach me how to be more like you!"

"Honey! You are perfect as you are! You be you and I'll be me. That's the first rule. If you try to be someone you're not, it'll just end up getting super weird. Maybe down the line you can try being me but that'll involve spanking and butt plugs and love eggs!"

I snorted and she laughed at me, 

"Okay girlie, you came to the right place. Later you and I are going to check out super sexy lingerie but first I'm going to give you a master class in seduction! Use what you want to, but it's all satisfaction guaranteed. I hope you're paying attention..."

The tube ride home was torture. Sophia's advice was worthy of an AVN award but she'd given me confidence. Maybe too much but if I didn't try I would never know. 

Entering the flat I was grateful to find myself alone. Rosie always came back at about 8 and we ate dinner before doing our own thing. As usual, she and I chatted about our days and I had to bite my cheek to avoid blurting out anything about Jake. She casually mentioned he was going out for drinks after work and I nodded, aiming for nonchalance but secretly praying he'd come home alone. Pleading a headache, I avoided a TOWIE marathon and was safely in bed when I heard the front door close and the sounds of Jake settling in for the night. 

I checked the clock and watched as the hands clicked by, straining my ears to hear his movements. Rosie was fast asleep, her soft snores audible over the pounding of my heartbeat and I heard the creak of Jake's bed as he settled in for the night. Had he wanted to check in on me? Would he want me to do what I was about to attempt? 

Before I could lose my nerve, I leapt into action and picked up my little bag of tricks before I exhaled deeply and snuck into his room.

"Sammie?"

Grinning I moved closer to the bed,

"Who else were you expecting Jake?"

"No-one! I just wanted to make sure I wasn't dreaming this."

"Definitely not a dream Jake, more like a fantasy."

I saw the gleam of his teeth as he reached for the lamp,

"No lights Jake. Not this time."

"But I want to see you Sammie, I want to see all of you."

"This is my fantasy Jake and you don't get to see anything." 

"Oh really!"

I smiled into the darkness as I opened the small bag and pulled the sleep mask over his eyes, running my fingers over his face. He moaned as I traced the fullness of his lips and I bent to give him the briefest whisper of a kiss. He surged forward, his tongue ready to dance with mine but I pushed him back down into the pillows.

"Really! If we are going to do this Jake, and I really hope we do, you have to let me do it my way."

He grinned, his teeth a stark contrast in the darkness and I exhaled, grateful that this gorgeous man was willing to let me take control.

"Whatever you want to do Sammie, I'm just elated you want to do it with me."

I bent and licked his bottom lip, 

"With you. To you. For you." 

He huffed and I could already see the sheet stirring over his cock. Maybe I could do this after all. Sophia's words flooded my brain but as I looked down at Jake, I suddenly felt the fear leave me, my nerves gone I felt nothing but heat.

"You can't try to touch me Jake."

He groaned and I saw his head move from side to side, 

"You have to promise me! If you touch me I'll leave and you'll have to wait for me to make my move again! It's still my turn." 

Leaning down, I pressed my breasts against his chest and delighted in the gasp he released. Galvanised I licked the shell of his ear and carried on,

"Tonight I want to share something very personal with you. I've never done this before and I'm a little nervous but I think you might enjoy it. I need you to hold on to your head board and promise not to let go. Can you give me that?"

He mumbled and coughed, 

"Sammie, I would move the world to give you whatever you wanted!"

Smiling I kissed his neck and placed two tea lights on his bedside table. Lighting them, I watched as they lit the room in a gentle glow, casting Jake's torso in an amber light. Not enough to see him as well as I really wanted but just enough to stop me tripping over and embarrassing myself before I even began. 

Jake's arms were extended over his head, his hands gripping the slats on the headboard, the muscles defined and tantalising. His hair was already mussed and my freebie airline sleep mask should have looked incongruous, but coupled with the deep rise and fall of his chest and the tempting way he clasped his bottom lip between his teeth I had never seen anything so desirable. 

Slowly I climbed onto the bed, settling myself in the small space on the pillow just behind his head. Bracketed between his arms and the headboard, my overheated pussy practically straddling his face I was glad Jake couldn't see me. 

Naked bar a vest top, I reached down to pull the sheet from his body and was overwhelmed to see he slept naked. Already his cock was hard and pointing towards me, the sheen of his pre cum glistening in the semi dark. He hissed as the air danced over his skin, 

"How is it fair that I can't see you but you get to see me?"

"Turnaround is fair play Jake and next time you get to call the shots."

He gripped the slats on the headboard and I saw the rise and fall of his beautiful chest as he sniffed the air, pulling the aroma of my lust into his lungs, 

"Then I'm going to insist on seeing everything Sammie. Up close and personal!"

I grinned as I slid my fingers over my pussy, already weeping in anticipation, 

"Sounds amazing Jake, but for now you get to hear and smell me... Up close and personal and just for you!"

He shook slightly and I felt his biceps brush my thighs. In unison we both gasped, me at the brief flash of warmth on my skin and I hoped Jake's gasp was in realisation of my position above him.

"God Sammie! What are you trying to do to me?! Are you naked? Please tell me you're naked and that I can take this damn mask off!"

"How am I supposed to seduce you if I tell you what I'm going to do to you? Honestly Jake, have you never just relaxed and let someone else take the reins?"

He snorted, the action causing his cock to jump and my nipples to harden yet again, 

"Honestly Sammie, I'm always in control and I happen to like it that way. But I must admit, this is turning out to be one hell of a diversion. I'm trying not to let go and just take over, which is pretty fucking hard. You could at least reward me with a little treat!"

"You don't know what I have planned! I'm fairly certain you'll enjoy it Jake!"

"Oh Sammie, I love it already. But men are visceral creatures, take away our sight and we're useless. If I can't see you, at least tell me what I'm missing out on! Please?"

Laughing, Jake was the least useless man I knew, I dipped slightly and brushed my pussy against his open mouth. Immediately I felt his tongue against my skin and rose, keeping some distance between us. At least for now.

"For trying so hard and for being so hard, I'll give you a little detail Jake. I'm almost naked and if I move an inch, you would be able to taste me."

He groaned and lifted the aforementioned inch. Gasping, I lifted my thighs and avoided his cunning mouth.

"What did I say about it being my turn?! Honestly Jake, you have no control at all!"

He laughed and I felt my arousal trickle down my thighs.

"I have a white vest on and no panties. Right now, I am straddling your head and staring at your beautiful naked body. I want you to touch me Jake, I want you to taste me. And you will... soon I'm sure. But right now, I want you to have to suffer what I did last night."

"Suffer? I hurt you?"

"No Jake, not hurt me. But I had to listen to you with that woman last night, listen as you made her cum over and over again and I could only imagine what was going on. So..."

He chuckled as the penny dropped, 

"So tonight, you get to hear me cum over and over again and have to use your imagination just like I did!"

"God Sammie! I think I like the way your mind works. Do with me what you will!"

"Jake, I totally plan on it!"

I focused on his cock as I sucked my fingers into my mouth and felt the bed tremble beneath me. As my damp fingers caressed my clit I let out a sob and through the flickering candlelight, watched as a single bead of fluid slid down his considerable length. Rubbing circles over my clitoris, I pushed two fingers into my pussy and slowly began fucking myself in my favourite rhythm. Lost in the semi darkness, the only sounds were his harsh intakes of breath and the wet friction as I thrust my fingers deep inside myself, alternating between short and long strokes. 

Inches from his face I felt the tension in his body as he tried to remain still and having this beautiful man acquiescing to me made my body hotter than ever. My inner muscles squeezed my fingers as I stroked myself and if I felt half as good wrapped around Jake's cock it would still be the best sex of my life. My clit pulsed and I knew I was close to coming, much more contact and I'd edge into pain. 

Jake's hips were gently pumping upwards as more and more pre cum spilled from the tip and I tensed my thighs and reached forward to lightly stroke my wet fingers up the length of his cock. He hissed at the contact, and remembering my pep talk, I pulled the band from my ponytail and shook my head, my hair lightly whipping his taut erection. Jake bucked towards me and almost howled so I did it again, and again. 

Bracing my weight on one arm, I shyly licked his slit, swallowing his fluid as I pinched my clit between two fingers and scissored my fingers as deep as I could. My thighs trembled as I held myself suspended above Jake's head, mere inches from the heaven I knew his mouth could bring me. 

It would be so easy to push my pussy against his lips and succumb to his obvious skill but this was about me giving him something of me. His cock pressed against my lips as the muscles in his arms pulsed and knowing the strength that he willingly held back just because I'd asked him to, I curled my fingertips deep inside, feeling my entire body shatter. 

Waves of pleasure coursed through me, my body bucking as I slowly withdrew my fingers, painting my skin with cum. I heard my hiss of pleasure meld with his and almost screamed in satisfaction. I'd never been noisy in bed, but then I'd never taken the initiative before. Staring at Jake's burnished erection, I realised I'd never wanted to, not with someone who wasn't him.

I stroked my trembling fingers over his lips and almost came again as he sucked the wetness away, his tongue laving every available inch of skin. I heard and felt his enjoyment as he tasted me and wanted to feel his tongue explore all of me. 

Shocked at my behaviour I grinned into the night and leant down to lick his cock again, one long lush stroke from base to tip. He howled and bucked against my tongue, the salty fluid spilling faster now. I took the head between my lips and sucked him gently, my tongue flicking against the tip, urging more of his delicious seed into my mouth before taking him deep. Poised above him, I licked his head, swirling my tongue lushly over him to catch every trace of his excitement before sinking down to run my tongue of the sensitive ridge. He thrust up into my mouth and groaned, straining to hold himself still as I fluttered against the hot salty flesh. 

"So good! God Sammie, you feel so fucking great on my cock!"

With a third of his cock in my mouth, I hollowed my cheeks and hummed as I took him deeper, revelling in the trembling of his body. Pulling back completely, I exhaled on the sensitive skin, damp from my mouth and gently stroked him with the ends of my hair. He bucked again, seemingly desperate to find my eager lips again and I almost came again in delight. Pushing back I felt the warmth of his breath against my open pussy and cried out as I felt the tip of his tongue against my clit. He licked me twice before I felt his lips close over me and I shifted, wanting to let him taste me almost as much as I wanted to taste him. 

"Naughty Jake! Naughty but so very good. I think you deserve an extra treat for that manoeuvre!"

He laughed, a husky rumble as I licked my lips and wrapped them around his cock once again. Each time I took him a little deeper, loving the feel of his hot cock in my mouth and my strokes grew faster as I sucked him harder, feeding inch after inch of his beautiful erection into my throat. 

Involuntarily I felt my gag reflex kick in and slowly pulled back, my body still shivering from my orgasm yet desperate for more. Jake held himself as I took him deep again, breathing through my nose as I sank further down, my tongue caressing the hot salty flesh I so badly wanted inside of me. 

"Fuck Sammie, I'm so close... If you don't want me to come in your mouth... you should stop!"

I sucked him harder, feeling his length deep in my throat and the bristle of his pubic hair brush my lips. Exhaling, I withdrew, licking his crown before taking him deep again. Once, twice, on the third time he shattered, his cock pulsing ribbons of cum across my tongue as I felt his chest heave beneath me. I swallowed a little, the hot fluid tempting my senses as Jake entered my body for the first time but forgot to breathe in my excitement. 

I felt him burst against my chin and watched entranced as the thick fluid slid down his twitching cock. I had never wanted to swallow a man before but watching Jake's cum drip from my face down onto his semi hard cock I realised that I wanted to taste him fully. I wanted to feel his hands on my head as he erupted in my mouth and I wanted to feel him flood me with his salty orgasm. I was lost to everything but the taste of him, the sound of his orgasm and his laboured praise as I licked each precious drop from his overheated skin. 




Room Mates Pt. 03



He sighed, a deep rumble which resonated throughout my body as I kissed him and slowly moved from the bed, my legs still shaky. I covered him back up with the sheet and kissed his forehead, far too tempted by his mouth to aim closer. If I kissed him, I wouldn't want to stop and I wanted to enjoy this teasing for a while before we finally gave in to the inevitable. 

Jake was way more experienced than I would ever be, but for now, he seemed to be lost in the pleasure I'd given him and it made me feel incredible. That he'd allowed me to take control and do what I wanted to do to him, to us... 

Tonight was a gift and I didn't want to waste it so I gave in to my own temptations and kissed him, thrusting my tongue between his full lips and almost melting as he sucked the tender flesh. He moaned as he pressed deeper, his head lifting from the pillows as he plundered my mouth, tasting himself on my lips. I wanted to stay there forever but knew that I would have plenty of chances to enjoy him again. Maybe I'd get to find out what my pussy tasted like on his tongue? God, how I wanted to just climb on top of him and find out!

Smiling, shaking and feeling sexier and braver than I ever felt, I backed away and headed for my room before pausing, 

"Your turn Jake."



Room Mates Pt. 04



Sorry it's taken a while. Definitely back into Jake and Sammie's story and planning on more in the next few months. Thank you for all the positive messages. I hope you enjoy "What Happens Next...". 

Cate

*****

You know that saying "It's the quiet ones you have to watch"?

Holy shit! So technically he didn't get to see a damn thing which was a crying shame and something Jake planned to rectify in about 60 seconds but hot damn! 

It would be fair to say that he'd enjoyed a fair few blow jobs in his time, but having Sammie's lips wrapped around his cock just flew right to the top of the list. Fuck! If they gave out awards she'd win every time.

Just the feel of her lips on him, the shy way she took his cock deeper and deeper... Jake would have sworn she was unsure of herself, which seemed crazy considering his orgasm nearly blew the top off his head! Far and away the best head of his life and based on the fact that Jake was getting hard again already, his cock agreed.

Not only did he agree, but he urging Jake to go to her, pointing straight and true to the wall that separated them. It would take 10 seconds to shift from his bed to hers and take his turn at this game they were playing. And the things he would do to that woman... 

Sitting up, Jake pulled the sheet off his overheated body and grinned as he watched his cock swell, still glistening with Sammie's saliva. He wanted to see her take him again, watch her face as his cock entered her mouth. He desperately wanted to run his fingers through her hair and see her beautiful eyes widen as he spurted on her tongue. 

Yeah, Jake wasn't going to lie to himself, he wanted to pump his cock between her lips and cum on her face. He loved the dazed look on a woman's face after she'd sucked him off, her lips all puffy from her exertions and her eyes glazed with the unshed tears from his possession. Sometimes that would be all he wanted, the delicious wet suction of a willing woman and his seed dripping down her face. He'd cum, recover and leave. But Sammie, he would never use her like that. Way too much history between them for that, way too much lust and damn it, after her innocent seduction earlier, way too many possibilities.

Jake made his way to the bathroom, pausing at Sammie's door as he went. If she'd made a sound he knew he would have been in there and inside her without a second thought. That was what he wanted desperately but inherently Jake knew to take it slow. The candles and blindfold told to him that Sammie was either really shy or viewing this like a slow seduction and Jake wasn't against that idea. 

Sure, he wanted to fuck her senseless, bury his cock deep inside of her and ride her until they were both burning up but he figured they would get there soon enough. He considered himself a pretty good lover, the string of ex's texting him for a repeat performance paid testament to that, and that wasn't just due to his expert use of his cock. Jake liked foreplay, and loved going down. Having Sammie's wet pussy directly above his face had been an added torture and he was proud of his restraint for only taking a small taste when what he wanted was to pull her down by her hips onto his mouth and feast on her, rendering her incoherent.

Entering the bathroom he splashed his face and cock with cold water. It cooled his skin but not his arousal. Bracing his hand on the sink, he gripped his cock and started the hard, fast strokes that would get him off. It wasn't elegant but Jake was a master at wanking. Closing his eyes and picturing Sammie on her knees before him it didn't take long before he'd sprayed the sink with semen and he bit back the inevitable groan that always came with release. 

He usually pictured her when he masturbated but now, having had the pleasure of her mouth on his cock and her taste on his tongue, his orgasm hit him quickly. He hoped he'd last longer when the time came but he grinned as he imagined spilling before he even got inside her! Too many times as a teenager, Sammie would stay over with Rosie and he'd catch a glimpse of her in her cute little PJs and have to dash off to his room to wank. And too many times he'd cum before he'd even got up a decent rhythm. Damn, he'd had to learn to operate the washing machine at a young age to avoid the knowing glances from his mother when she did his laundry!

Smiling at the memories, Jake washed up and reached for his toothbrush but decided against it. He could still taste Sammie on his tongue and he wanted to savour it for a while longer. 

Turning, he noticed the bathroom door was ajar and shook his head, Rosie would kill him if she found out he was masturbating into her sink and he'd never hear the end of it. This thing with Sammie was too good to destroy with his sister's rants and he cautioned himself to be careful in future. He could handle Rosie but Sammie was still obviously skittish and he didn't want her to be put in the middle of the sibling agreement that would most definitely happen if Rosie found out what they were doing. 

As amazing as Sammie's blow job had been, if Rosie had heard what was happening AND then seen Sammie leave his room there would be hell to play. So the flat was off limits, at least until Rosie was out of the way. When that happened Jake planned on taking her hard in Rosie's bed!Taking a deep breath Jake headed to bed, pausing only to press his palm to Sammie's door. 

Sleep was evasive and somewhere around 3am he finally gave up trying. Far too horny, hard once again and his head full of scenarios for his turn Jake couldn't get comfortable. Propped up on pillows, he stroked his cock, hands slick with lube. 

Leisurely this time, he squeezed himself, pulling his foreskin back and rubbing his oiled thumb over the sensitive skin laid bare. Circling his finger and thumb, he slowly stroked down his length wishing it was Sammie's lips and reached for the scented lube. He didn't really care that it was Cherry flavoured but he found it tasted better than the plain and Jake liked to taste. 

Squeezing more than intended, he shifted as the lube ran down his cock and pooled beneath his arse. Man, he love to take Sammie's arse. He wondered if she'd be an anal virgin and decided that he'd use one of his turns to find out. Not this one, it was too early in the game to go there and he figured she run a mile but soon. Jake intended to see and taste all of the delicious Sammie Barratt before they finally had sex and he hoped that by that point she'd be begging him to take her. 

Of course, if two small licks of her pussy resulted in a sleepless night and two rounds with his right hand he figured that he'd probably be the one begging her, if only to get some relief. Jake gave a snort of laughter, she had him so keyed up after one blow job he'd probably end up with a permanent erection if they did anything else. 

As his mind wandered Jake almost missed her moan through the wall. Sitting up in bed, he pressed his ear to it, this was becoming a habit, and waited but heard nothing then

"Fuckkkkkk..."

In a flash, Jake was on his feet and headed for the door. His slick fingers slipped off the door handle twice before he staggered into the hall and found himself naked at her door. He swallowed and held his breath, focusing on the sounds within the flat. He heard the buzzsaw snores of his sister down the hall and relaxed a bit. Highly unlikely Rosie would catch him butt naked at Sammie's door. Inside he heard the faint buzz of a vibrator, probably muffled by her duvet, and a soft sigh telling him all he needed to know. No question at all that Sammie was masturbating. 

Wiping his hands on his thighs he opened the door, pushing it gently open and stepping inside. She was too far gone, her head just visible above the tented duvet, her bottom lip clamped between her teeth, her eyes closed. Jake wanted to pull the duvet off the bed and watch, or better yet, replace the vibrator with something else warmer and more life-like.

Closing the door behind him, he crept closer to the bed. She looked so beautiful, her face flushed as she teased herself and he wondered if she'd looked that way earlier when she teased him. Leaning down he saw that she still had her white vest on and grinned, obviously Sammie was as keyed up as he was.

"Should I be honoured or disappointed that you're getting off without my participation?"

Sammie's eyes blinked open and she gasped, releasing her abused bottom lip. Jake leant in closer and flicked his tongue over it, drawing another gasp from her but he was immensely relieved that she didn't freak out. In fact he was sure that she was suppressing a smile.

"I'd think you'd be honoured that you made me horny enough that I needed to."

"Needed to what Sammie? What exactly are you doing under there?"

"Jake! If I have to tell you then you're not the man I thought you were!"

Laughing Jake bent to kiss her softly and whipped the duvet from her body. She squeaked but didn't move, which surprised and delighted him. He knew she was shy but already she seemed to be growing in confidence. 

Standing he scanned his eyes down her body, her nipples hard and visible through the skimpy vest, her breasts pushed together by her arms which rested on her stomach. Her hands covering her pussy and fuck, the glint of something silver being thrust in and out of it. He flicked his eyes back to hers and she held his gaze, the buzzing alternating between loud and muted as she fucked herself. 

Torn between wanting to watch her face and watch her masturbate, Jake settled for kneeling on the bed between her spread legs. The vibe was only about six inches and smaller in girth than his cock but based on the way her thighs were trembling it packed a punch. He stared down into her as the toy spread her wide, baring the lush pinkness of her pussy, her fingers rubbing circles on her clit, never stopping as she thrust the vibe faster and deeper. 

A slight pause and the buzzing increased as Sammie sobbed, rocking her pelvis in time with her thrusts. Jake's cock pulsed in solidarity and he slid his hands up her calves, desperately wanting to touch any part of her.

"Jesus Sammie, this is crazy hot watching you fuck yourself like this!"

Sammie gulped and tried to respond but Jake just grinned and shook his head, 

"No time for talk baby, not now. I want to see you cum, keep going. Give yourself what you need. Show me how to get you off."

Sammie made a series of unintelligible noises as she pumped the vibe and rolled her clit between her fingers, staring down the length of her body at Jake's rapt face. She obviously liked having an audience as a few strokes later and she shattered, her legs twitching and her stomach undulating as she groaned out her orgasm. 

Leaning over her, his hands on her knees Jake almost came himself as she slid the vibrator out of her pussy and he saw her for the first time. She figuratively had the most perfect cunt he'd ever seen, and that included porn stars. A small strip of brown hair, neatly trimmed led down to her pussy, glistening and plump. With her legs spread he could see the creamy evidence of her arousal and was filled with the urge to pump his cock and ejaculate over her, mingling their juices together. Again, probably too soon.

Sammie's sigh brought his attention back to the rest of her and he sat back on his heels as she stretched her arms, dropping the vibrator onto the bed.

"So Jake..."

"Yes Sammie?"

"Did you enjoy watching me do that?"

Shaking his head, Jake grinned at her, baring his teeth. "I loved watching you do that. But I think I love it more that you can bring yourself off like that with a piece of plastic but you can't bring yourself to say the word 'masturbate'!"

"I can too!"

"Say it Sammie!"

"Maybe I don't want to!"

"Come on baby. Say it for me! Just this once."

Harrumphing Sammie drew herself up onto her elbows and mock glared at him, "Masturbate! Are you happy now Jake? I was so turned on I... I masturbated."

"You did! And it was marvellous. Next time I'll do it too."

"Next time? That's awfully presumptuous of you Jake?"

Stroking his hands down her inner thighs, he marvelled at the softness of her skin,

"Considering that you are still dripping baby and I'm still rock hard even after your blow job earlier and one and a half hand jobs, I'd say it'll be sooner rather than later."

He brushed his thumbs up her spread lips and pulled her wider as the evidence of her arousal trickled onto the bed. Catching some on his fingers he held her eyes as he brought them to his mouth and sniffed, intending on making a show for her but so aroused by her flavour that he sucked and licked his fingers clean before coating his fingers again for another taste. 

"If you want something to suck on..."

Sammie gleefully brandished her vibrator, waving it back and forth. Little minx thought she had him beat did she? Jake caught her wrist, toy and all and pulled her into a sitting position so they were face to face. 

Still holding her, he held the vibe between them and licked it. Sammie gasped and he changed the angle, sucking the peaked tip between his lips, his eyes on hers as he started to take the toy into his mouth with far less finesse than she had. Her pupils dilated as he pulled the vibe from his mouth with a pop and proceeded to lick it clean of her juices, never breaking eye contact or his hold on her wrist. Satisfied with his work, he let go of her and turned it on, the gentle thrum of the lowest setting no match for her heavy breathing.

"Anything else you'd like me to suck on Sammie?"

She blinked as Jake lowered the vibe to her erect nipples and touched it to each in turn. Sammie moaned and Jake increased the pressure, rubbing the pulsing toy over the circle of each breast. She caught her lip between her teeth again and Jake shifted, kissing her, his tongue exploring her hungry mouth as he tormented her nipples. Sammie clutched his head and tried to pull him closer but he held position, teasing her mouth with small flicks of his tongue. 

"Jake..."

"Say it Sammie! Say what you want!"

"I want you to kiss me first and then..."

"Say it baby and then I'll make it real."

"I can't. It's not my turn Jake."

Pulling back, Jake switched off the toy and set it to one side. Confused Sammie blinked, her eyes shifting from his face to his erection and back again.

"Technically baby, this hasn't been my turn either. If you remember, you were getting yourself off while I was trying to go to sleep! I only came in here because you were making so much noise!"

His shrug and grin made her laugh and she playfully swatted his arm, 

"I was not! Bastard! Take that back."

"No you weren't loud Sammie, in fact I had to press my ear to the wall to hear you. But you will be. I will make you scream this place down by the time I'm finished with you."

Sammie swallowed and blushed,

"And when do you think that might be?"

"Soon. Really soon. If my sister wasn't down the hall I'd say now but..."

"What if I promise to stay quiet? I was quiet before."

Undone by the hope in her voice, Jake kissed her again, a quick passionate melding of tongues. 

"You were very quiet baby, but that was because you had my cock in your mouth!"

"We... we could do that again... if you wanted to?"

"Oh I want to! I want to so badly. Are you sure Sammie? I mean, if you'd rather not..."

Sammie shifted and kissed him, "I loved it. I never thought I could, but with you... So yes, I want to."

Jake wanted to punch the air as Sammie pushed him onto his back.

"So if this is now technically my turn, you have to do what I want right?"

She stopped, her mouth inches from his bobbing cock,

"Am I not doing it right?"

"Baby, it's almost perfect."

"But..."

"Just a couple of things. First, would you mind taking off your vest, I really need to see your tits!"

Sammie laughed and rolled her eyes as she pulled the vest over her head,

"So predictable but easily done! Next?"

Jake was too caught in her breasts to speak. Perky C cups topped with dusky pink nipples, he reached for them but she sat back,

"Next!?"

"Shit, sorry Sammie. But your tits are fantastic! I just want to play with them for a few days if that's okay with you."

She smacked his searching hands away, 

"You want this to be quiet, you had better leave the girls alone! I'm really sensitive so any funny business and I'll be screaming the flat down regardless." 

Jake cocked an eyebrow, 

"Good to know! Okay, no tits for now, sadly. What else was it?"

Jake really wanted her on her knees but the floor in her room was wood and he'd feel like a bastard for asking. Next time he had her in his room, plushly carpeted, he would cross that fantasy off his list.

"Oh yeah, I remember. I'd like you to say it."

"Say what? I already said masturbate tonight. What more do you want from me?!"

Sammie sat up, hands on her hips, totally naked before him, a mix of anger and amusement on her face. Jake loved that she could make him laugh in the midst of such a sexually charged atmosphere. Sweet shy Sammie had a feisty streak, something he planned on seeing more of. Reaching out to flick a nipple, he swallowed her shriek with his mouth.

"Oooo, you really are a screamer. That's sexy. I want you to tell me what you're about to do to me."

Sammie stared at him like he was stupid and for dragging out the time before she took him in her mouth, Jake wondered if he might be.

"Use your words Sammie. I want to hear you say what you're going to do. To a certain part of my anatomy..."

"Why?" Again with the stare. Just shut up Jake and let her have her way!

"Because it really fucking turns me on when you say dirty things Sammie. You have no idea how long I've thought about us being in a situation like this and it's better than I could have imagined. Just humour me Babe... please!"

Sammie shook her head but he saw her smile as she pushed him back onto his elbows,

"Okay Jake. Get comfortable because this may take a while..."

"Baby, I sincerely doubt that!"

"Ssshh! If I tell you to last, you'll last okay! I'm going to play with your cock," Jake groaned, "I'm going to kiss and lick your big, hard cock," he hissed and she bit back a grin, "and then I'm going to suck you off. I'm going to take you all the way into my throat and get you all wet and then I'm going to give you the blow job of your dreams." 

Jake bucked beneath her and she licked him gently. "I haven't finished Jake! While I'm sucking your big hard cock, I'm planning on playing with your balls, squeezing them as I blow you and then maybe I'll suck on them for a while as I stroke you with my hands. And then..."

Sammie's next words were silenced by Jake pulling her up and filling her mouth with his tongue,

"Dammit Sammie! I've created a monster! That was fucking awesome, but seriously baby, if you keep talking like that I won't last long enough for you to do a damn thing and I really want you to do everything you just described... Like now! Please!"

Faking a sigh, Sammie slid down his body, hovering over him.

"Okay Jake, seeing as how it's your turn I'll shut up but you owe me big time for this!"

"Whatever you want Sammie! Anything! Just please... I'm so close already!"

Gripping the base of his cock in her hands she capped him, bobbing her head as he filled her mouth. And moments later as he came on her tongue, his fist crammed into his mouth to silence his yell Sammie swallowed and wondered whether she should tell him that sucking him off would have been her choice as well. Nah, maybe later. She'd think of something he could do for her next. After all, it was her turn.



Room Mates Pt. 05



"So after a passable three course meal and enough wine to make me frisky he took me back to his place and fucked me with all the finesse of a jackrabbit! The idiot talked all through dinner about how well travelled he thought he was but had no clue where the clitoris was. Had to nip into McDonalds on the way home for a cheeseburger and a wank in the bathroom! "

Sammie almost choked on her cappuccino and glanced nervously around her, hoping no-one had heard her. 

Judging by the scowl on the face of the woman at the table next to them mopping milk foam of her son's face it was too late. Sammie was grateful to the waitress for dropping a neat pile of napkins on her table for diverting attention. Sophia was obviously on a roll. 

"It's just outrageous Sammie really, we spend hours plucking, waxing, primping and flossing for these dickheads and not only can't they make an effort in the wooing but most of them aren't even average at the fucking! I had a Brazilian for god's sake! That shit hurts... I expect at least two decent orgasms in return for that kind of effort!"

Sammie nodded, Sophia didn't really need the encouragement.

"They just make me sick! I'm just glad I wasn't wearing my best underwear. That would have been a total waste! I mean, honest to god Sammie, if you could have seen this guy! Good looking, built, cock like a racehorse... "

Sammie coughed again and caught the waitress's eye. She grinned and Sammie shrugged apologetically. Even after all these years, Sophia hadn't changed. Straight talking didn't even start to cover it.

"Anyway, enough about Mr Shit Fuck. Tell me everything about you and your trip to Seductionville. What happened? Please tell me he rocked your world! If I'm not getting any I sure as shit hope you are!"

Sammie glanced at the waitress again and although her back was turned as she wiped a nearby table, she just knew she was listening.

"Soph... you really are nosy!"

"And..."

"And I'm not sure I want to talk about it. Not yet."

"Oh come on! Friends share! I gave you all of my best tips and you can't even slip me a few details! I haven't even asked you who he is... I just want to know that my friend is getting her shag on!"

Sammie laughed as Sophia pouted and leant forward,

"I'll share this... Whilst he hasn't really touched me yet, he has already given me the best orgasms of my life and I'm certain he knows where the clitoris is!"

Sophia slammed her palms onto the table and shrieked,

"Fuckin' A! Finally!"

The waitress was most certainly hovering...

"Although Sammie, I have to ask... Why hasn't he touched you yet?"

"We're taking it slow Soph. It's nice... It's better than nice actually."

"Slow? Nice? Rather you than me. Did you blindfold him like I suggested?"

Sammie nodded and Sophia frowned,

"Are you sure this guy isn't gay Sammie? Because if you did that he should have been pounding you into the mattress within minutes!"

Sammie rolled her eyes, "I love you Soph but you really so think like a man sometimes. Just because we haven't had sex yet doesn't mean he's gay. We've done... things!"

"You need to do everything!! Shag him! Find out what he's made of!"

Sammie thought of Jake, naked on her bed licking her juices of her vibrator as his hard cock throbbed between them. She knew what he was made of... 

"Maybe he's shy?"

The waitress obviously couldn't contain herself any longer and leant forward offering her thoughts. Sophia laughed and gestured for her to take a seat which to Sammie's chagrin, she did.

"He's not shy."

Sophia cocked her head at Sammie, 

"She's the shy one. I'm Sophia. This is Sammie."

"Helen. Nice to meet you. So what are you going to do about Not-so-shy guy?"

Sammie looked at Sophia who just grinned and sipped her latte. Turning to Helen she shrugged.

"Well if I can offer a suggestion. Have you considered really wicked lingerie?"

...

Sammie took in her reflection and laughed. From the neck up she looked the same but from the neck down... damn! 

Sophia and Helen both thought that Jake was shy and needed a prod and Sammie couldn't bring herself to tell them the truth, that they were playing a drawn out game of seduction. So when Helen had suggested playing dress up and Sophia's eyes had lit up Sammie just went along. 

Truthfully she was glad to have a hand to play and taking in her reflection she was certain Jake would enjoy it. 

The royal blue of the satin underwear complimented her pale skin and the high cut panties made her legs look longer. She turned to admire the way the bra held her breasts and made them seem even larger than normal. 

If the panties weren't crotchless and the bra wasn't peephole the set would be something she'd wear often. As it was she'd only be wearing it for tonight and hopefully not for long. 

Tying up the matching knee length robe she left her room and found Rosie and Jake laughing in the kitchen. Leaning against the worktop with his arms folded Jake grinned when he saw her. Rosie was diligently loading the dishwasher, her back to Sammie. 

Taking a deep breath, Sammie untied the robe and flashed him, her eyes holding his as he stared at her. From across the room Sammie saw his jaw slacken and his breath hitch and revelled in the effect she had on him. Grinning she cocked her hip and beckoned him with her finger and glanced down to stare obviously as his crotch. Jake choked and Rosie stood and closed the dishwasher door as Sammie dashed off to Jake's room. 

Covering her mouth with her hand she muffled her laughter at her own daring and re-robed herself, wondering what he'd do next. 

Within seconds he opened the door and had her pinned to the wall, his denim covered cock already hardening and pressed against her stomach. He took her mouth and filled it with his tongue, his hands opening her robe and teasing her bare nipples. Sammie mewled as he lifted her leg and pressed his erection against her bare pussy, the worn denim rubbing her clit and sobbed as he squeezed her breasts in his palms.

"Minx!"

Pulling back slightly, Jake gazed down at her, his pupils dilated and his breathing heavy. Sammie felt the blush creep up her neck and nervously pulled the edges of the robe over her body. Unhappy with that, Jake caught her wrists in his and held her hands over her head, kissing her lavishly as he pinned her to the wall.

"No way Sammie! You flashed me that beautiful body. The least you can do now is let me look at you."

For what seemed like an eternity, Jake stared at her, his free hand tracing her skin. Desperately Sammie rubbed against his erection pleading with him for more.

"Baby... you're killing me! Here you are all gift wrapped and my sister is down the hall taking a shower. If I didn't know better I'd think you were teasing me!"

His grin showed he was joking but the mention of Rosie quelled Sammie's desire. Sliding her leg down his, she looked up at him and tired to pull her wrists free. Shaking his head, Jake pulled his t shirt from his body and pressed against her, the hair on his chest abrading her nipples. She squeaked as he gripped her thigh and rocked against her core, kissing her as he dry humped her, his fingers sliding around to squeeze her ass. 

Groaning Jake stroked up to her breast and rolled her nipple between his fingers.

"Can you keep quiet baby? I need to taste you."

Sammie sobbed as Jake sucked her nipple into his mouth, his lips firm as he flicked her with his tongue. Down the hall, they could hear the shower running and the off key Taylor Swift song Rosie was butchering and she felt him smile against her skin.

"Look at me Sammie. Watch me suck your tits."

Staring down she held his eyes as he grazed her breast with his teeth, gently nipping her before sucking the visible flesh into his mouth. His tongue fluttered against her as he devoured her and she couldn't contain the moan of pleasure as he bit down. 

Jake gently covered her mouth with his hand and turned his attention of her other breast, licking her nipple before catching it between his teeth and pulling. Trapped between his body and the wall, Sammie shook as he increased the suction and pulled him closer with her thigh. Releasing her with a slow lick Jake replaced his hand with his mouth and kissed a path to her ear, 

"Your tits are perfect baby. I want to suck on them until you cum. Feel you wet my cock as I play with your nipples."

Sammie mumbled incoherently as he licked the shell of her ear, 

"I'll squeeze them together and suck on both titties until you're begging me to stop. But I won't stop Sammie. I won't stop until you are screaming my name..."

Sliding his hand down her trembling stomach Jake cupped her bare pussy and slid his fingers through her wetness, 

"Fuck Sammie! You're so wet! You like that idea huh?"

Nodding wildly she hissed as his fingers found her clit and rubbed circles over the sensitive flesh, 

"You have no idea how badly I want to bury my cock inside your sweet body baby. To fill you up and make you mine..."

He slowly pushed a finger inside of her and she yelped, causing them both to still. Down the hall Rosie was still proclaiming that they were never ever getting back together and Jake laughed before kissing Sammie and adding a second finger to her dripping pussy. He thrust deeply before withdrawing and coating her clit with the moisture, sending her into spasms before repeating the motion.

"I love how needy you are baby. How badly you want this..." He sucked her bottom lip and flicked her clit, "I love that shy sweet Sammie would wear such sexy underwear and flash me in the kitchen..." Jake stroked her tongue with his own and pushed three fingers inside of her, groaning as she clamped down, "I love how tight you are, I can't wait to feel you wrapped around my cock."

Outside the singing stopped and they heard the shower turn off. Sammie was still clenching Jake's fingers but everything else stopped. Sammie's eyes widened as the sound of Rosie's footsteps echoed down the hallway and she caught her breath. Jake slid his fingers from her pussy and ran them over his lips, sucking the taste of her into his mouth, 

"If my sister wasn't here right now Sammie..."

Aroused beyond measure and desperate to cum, Sammie winked at him, 

"She's going to take at least five minutes to get dressed Jake. Surely you can do something interesting in five minutes!"

Jake barked out a laugh and pinched her nipple causing her to whimper, 

"You're so wet Sammie I doubt it'll take 60 seconds!"

Grinning Sammie widened her legs and blew him a kiss, 

"Times a'wasting Jake... or are you just a big talker? I never thought you were cocky but now I'm not so sure!"

Laughing he shook his head, 

"You know what happens when you say bad words Sammie... Hold on baby."

Jake covered her mouth and thrust three fingers inside her, rubbing her clit with his thumb. As promised, within 60 seconds Sammie was coming apart, spasming around his fingers and shaking.

If his hands weren't holding her upright she would have slid to the floor in a puddle of joy and happily stayed there. And if his mouth hadn't captured her yelps Rosie would have walked in on the pair of them. 

Jake slid his fingers from her body and released her wrists, sliding his arm around her waist and holding her close as he kissed her gently. Sammie wrapped her arms around his neck and shivered as the aftershocks of his touch left her body. 

"Do you still think I'm cocky Sammie?"

Smiling she shook her head, and slid her hands down to his ass pulling him close eliciting a groan as his erection dug into her stomach, 

"I never did Jake but sometimes desperate times call for desperate measures."

"And you were desperate?"

Sammie opened her mouth to respond but Rosie's voice beat her to it,

"JAAAAKKKKKKKKKKKKKEEEE!! PHONE!"

Stepping back Jake pulled on his t shirt and opened the door, hiding Sammie from view.

"It's called a mobile for a reason dickhead! It's portable. It's your office."

Jake took the phone as Rosie turned away

"Honestly Jake, do I look like your secretary?!"

Grinning Jake closed the door and took the call, watching Sammie as she preened under his gaze. Rosie would be going out soon and she'd get Jake alone. Not that being pinned to the wall hadn't been fantastic because it had but she couldn't wait to be pinned to his bed... beneath his hot hard naked body. She shivered in anticipation and almost missed the change in him. 

He sat on the edge of his bed and held his head in his hand, 

"Tonight? Really? Can't someone else go?"

Whoever was on the other end of the call wasn't relenting and Sammie felt her plans for the evening evaporate, 

"What time is my flight? Okay. No, no, I understand. Thanks."

Ending the call Jake threw the handset on the bed and sighed. Gazing up at Sammie's partially clothed body he swallowed and held his hands out to her. Pulling her close and pressing a kiss to her stomach Jake spoke,

"I have to fly to fucking Germany! Tonight! Now. I'm so sorry Sammie. I wanted spend the night inside you not in some fucking airplane."

Sammie stroked his hair and took a deep breath. She wanted to cry with frustration but held it back. After all, she wasn't the one left unsated. 

Pulling back, Sammie retied her robe for the final time and turned towards the door, 

"It's okay Jake. There will be other nights... If you still want to that is." 

He was off the bed and on her in seconds, his hands gripping the robe and stroking her skin, his mouth hot against her neck, 

"I want! I will always want! Don't doubt that fact for a fucking second Sammie!"

She smiled sadly and Jake cupped her face in his hands, kissing her deeply, lots of passion, lots of tongue,

"I am not finished with you yet baby, not by a long shot. Believe that!"

Sammie nodded and opened the door, glancing out to check Rosie's door was closed. Stepping out into the hall she turned back, 

"Raincheck?"

Jake grinned broadly, 

"Baby... I am fucking praying for rain!"



Room Mates Pt. 06



So after months of silence, I am now firmly back in bed with Jake and Sammie as it were! Hmmmm, threesomes... there's an idea :) Originally this was going to be about 4 chapters culminating in what I hoped would be a hot, sweaty bout of sweet loving. Somewhere along the lines I found I quite liked the characters and am now in the midst of the most prolonged bout of foreplay. Not that there is anything wrong with foreplay, personally I'm all for it. So here's Chapter 6... With each chapter I get more tempted to draw it out further and further despite my fears of Jake getting blue balls. 

As always, your feedback and comments are greatly appreciated. If anyone has a suggestion for the next chapter, please message me or leave a note in the Comments box.

Cate x

*****

Two hours after he left her and Jake was still as hard as nails. In an ideal world he would have spent the evening beside Sammie, inside Sammie and here he was in a Business Class seat flying 680 miles away from where he wanted to be. Life was shitty sometimes. 

To think, if the damn phone hadn't rung and his colleague hadn't caught food poisoning he could have been balls deep inside the first woman to pique his interest in months. Honestly, no woman had ever got to him like Sammie did. As a teenager she'd been his hottest fantasy despite her shyness and girl next door appeal. But now, rubbing his hand over his face Jake inhaled, hoping to catch a hint of her pussy on his fingers and hating that all he smelt was shower gel, now she was all he could think about. God help him when they finally had sex. She'd have his balls as earrings. 

Just feeling her against him, those incredible tits pressed against his chest, her silken cunt rippling around his fingers, her face taut as her body exploded as she came. Jake groaned and thanked the heavens that the flight was almost empty. No-one to witness the tent in his trousers. Not that he cared what anyone thought but better not to draw attention. 

Glancing around the cabin he saw the few occupants were suits much like him and he wondered how many of them had been ripped away from a beautiful woman to board the flight. If he'd had any blood in his brain he would have asked Sammie to come with him, an overnight trip to Berlin, a plush hotel suite and a two hour flight on an almost empty plane to amuse themselves. Sammie had been so keyed up she might have said yes and they could have been huddled under a blanket already, her soft hand wrapped around his dick as they prepared for both him and the plane to take off. 

The stewardess made her way over and offered him a drink. Jake wasn't particularly arrogant but he could tell she was checking him out. It wouldn't have been a trial to talk her into meeting him in the bathroom but he politely declined and she nodded and left. Once upon a time he would have enjoyed the look she gave him but now... Anyone who wasn't Sammie wasn't worth it. 

He settled back into his seat and wondered what she was doing. It was only 8pm so she'd probably be watching tv or taking a bath. Now that was a thought to inspire him. Sammie, reclining in a bubble bath, her skin rosy from the hot water, her gorgeous tits playing peekaboo through the bubbles. The bath in the flat was small but he would happily offer to wash her back or front or anything else she'd let him touch. 

Better yet, he could book them into a nice hotel and share one of those massive clawfoot monsters. Yeah, that sounded better, Sammie sleek and wet sitting between his legs, her tits in his hands and his cock pressed between her bottom as he played with her...

The fasten seatbelt sign came on and Jake groaned as he brushed his erection clipping the belt into place. Probably not the best place to be thinking about Sammie naked, not when his only option was a quick wank in the airplane bathroom. Despite his sexual experience Jake had never joined the Mile High Club and even though solo sex didn't really count he'd rather he shoot his load on terra firma. Or better yet onto Sammie. 

A flash of her naked beneath him as he came on her stomach hit him and his cock pulsed. Any more of this and he would come in his pants. Jake sighed and reached for his laptop. If he couldn't have what he wanted at least he could prepare himself for the meeting and hopefully bore his erection into hibernation. 

...

Check in completed Jake dumped his hand luggage on the plush king size bed and gloomily wandered into the bathroom. He should have asked her to join him, even if Sammie said no he could have had a damn good time trying to convince her. A quick look at the massive corner bath and he was even more despondent. 

The only thing upbeat about him was his cock, still hard and desperate for release. Turning on the shower and waiting for it to steam Jake stripped and stroked himself absentmindedly. The last time he'd heard water running he'd been feasting on Sammie's lips and gearing up for a night of mutual pleasure and now he was in another country tugging on his cock like a horny teenager. He only hoped she was feeling as miserable as he was and then shoved the thought aside. He didn't want her to feel sad, not at all. He wanted her to feel happy and sated and loved.

Jake shivered as he entered the shower. This thing between them was great. Sexy, naughty and totally unexpected. Sammie's shyness was adorable and when she let her inner minx out she turned him inside out. All he could think about was getting her alone and teasing her, tasting her and making her cum. 

As the water sluiced over him, Jake thought of all the things he wanted to do to her, his imagination running wild as he fisted his cock and pumped his load into the spray. He'd love to have her suck him off in the shower, her sweet lips taking him deep before he spurted onto her skin. Definitely. Get her dirty so he could clean her up all over again. Preferably with his tongue. 

As he dried off, finally sated and happier than he'd felt since he left London Jake wondered why this was happening between them now. They'd bumped into each other the years and he'd always been attracted to her, would have jumped at the chance to sleep with her. There was always an obstacle though, Sammie had been with Richard, then he'd met Olivia and moved to the States. Even now, fate seemed to be conspiring against them in the form of his always around sister. 

If he was prone to that way of thinking Jake might have considered it a sign that this was a bad idea. That messing around with his sister's best friend and their joint roommate was a prime example of playing with fire. Fortunately Jake wasn't wired that way and as he checked his phone and realised that even with the time delay it was only 10.30pm back home, he dialled the only number he wanted to call.

Settling into the mound of pillows Jake said a silent prayer that Rosie was still out on her blind date. In his experience, she could be back in 20 minutes or 2 days and he really wanted to talk to Sammie uncensored. The night she'd blindfolded him had been a revelation and she'd been bold and dominant and unashamed. His cock twitched as he remembered her teasing and he held his breath as the call was answered.

"Hello?"

"What are you still doing up young lady? Shouldn't you be in bed?"

"I should be really but I'm not very tired,"

Jake couldn't wipe the stupid grin off his face at hearing her voice, 

"No? Have you tried having a bath or reading a book. I've heard masturbating can help you relax before going to sleep."

"I've heard that too Jake but I have to say, in my limited experience, that masturbation has the opposite effect." 

"That's useful information Sammie. Sadly I don't have any other ideas for you to try."

"That's okay. I think I'm just too frustrated to sleep. You see, I had plans for this evening but unfortunately they fell through at the last minute."

His breath hitched, 

"Nooo! That sucks Sammie. Anything I can help with?"

"Sadly not Jake. Not down the end of a phone line anyway. But it's okay, I'm sure I'll get over it."

"Care to tell me what you were planning?"

Sammie laughed and Jake stroked his cock, ridiculously pleased that Sammie was being playful.

"Well my plan only went so far. There's this man you see, this hot, sexy man who makes me think about sex most of the time."

"Only most of the time, I must be slipping!"

"Jake! Don't interrupt me!"

He heard the laughter in her voice and tried to sound chagrined, 

"I'm sorry Baby but I think about sex with you all of the time. It's practically my career at this point!"

"Pervert! As I was saying, there's this guy who gets me wet just by thinking about him, and we've been flirting with each other for a few weeks now and I was trying to force his hand a little."

"Are you wet now?"

"Yes."

"Nice. Continue with your story Baby, I want to know why you feel you need to give him a push, I'm certain he's as up for it as you are."

"I think he is too but this man, he's really experienced and I wanted to do something sexy, something to show him how much I like him."

"I'm not that experienced Sammie!"

"Compared to me, you're Casanova. Now who's telling this story?!"

"You are Sammie and I very much want to hear the rest of it. But I'd rather you tell me in bed, preferably when you're naked and playing with yourself."

Sammie laughed, 

"How do you know I'm not already?"

"Because I don't have your mobile number and the landline is in the kitchen so unless you're doing unspeakable things to yourself on the kitchen table I think I'm right."

Sammie harrumphed, "You think you know everything don't you Jake. For all you know that's exactly what I'm doing, laying naked on the kitchen table massaging whipped cream onto my breasts and teasing myself with my vibrator!"

"SAMMIE!! MOBILE NUMBER!! NOW!! Fuck!"

Laughing she reeled of her number and hung up, practically skipping into her bedroom. A minute later she was naked on her bed as her phone rang and still laughing as she answered, 

"You'd better be naked baby."

"I am Jake. Are you?"

"Naked, horny and desperate. I've got the phone on hands free and my free hands on my cock. It's been hard since I left you and I've wanked twice already and it won't go down. It misses you."

"Awww that's so sweet. Tell it I miss it too."

"You do?"

"Seriously Jake? It's not like you to fish for compliments?"

"I'm not fishing baby but I'd be lying if I said I don't want to hear you tell me that you love my cock. I'm a man after all..."

Sammie hummed down the phone line and once again Jake wished he was back in London.

"I love your cock Jake. I love your body. You are the sexiest man I've ever been fortunate enough to get my hands on. Does that make you happy?"

He could practically hear her eye roll and chuffed out a breath, 

"It does a bit baby but I'd rather have your hands on me right now. Your mouth kissing down to my cock, your tongue licking the pre cum that's dripping down onto my stomach. I'd be happier still if you were sitting on my face, grinding that beautiful pussy onto my mouth as I make you scream..."

Jake heard Sammie's intake of breath and his dick grew even harder,

"Are you stroking your pussy baby? Please tell me what you're doing right now..."

"I... I am Jake. I'm rubbing my clit and I've got two fingers inside, I'm picturing sucking your cock as you lick me..." Her sighs of pleasure caused another stream of fluid to slide down his erection and Jake slowly stroked himself, gripping the base as he focused on the sensitive tip, groaning as his fingers circled the crown and rubbed his sweet spot, 

"I'm sucking you deeply Jake, my nipples are rubbing against your stomach and I want to make you cum so badly but it's difficult to concentrate when you're kissing my pussy like that..." Jake pumped his fist and hissed as he felt himself start to spurt. He had to slow down... had to draw this out, too good. He reached down and pressed his perineum, sighing as the pressure in his dick eased a little. 

"Sammie... I'm so fucking hard... I'm about to shoot all over myself... "

She practically purred down the phone and he gritted his teeth in an effort to stay in control,

"I'm so wet Jake... so close... I don't think I can wait much longer..."

"Let me hear you baby... Come for me... please!"

He pressed down again as waited to hear her moans of pleasure and almost blew as he heard her fingers wetly caressing her pussy. Focusing hard, he heard her muted sighs as she increased the speed of her strokes, the unmistakeable slickness echoing in his ears. 

Naughty girl had obviously put the phone between her legs and was now fucking herself with abandon. Jake fisted his throbbing erection and decided to join her, 

"Jake!... Oh god... Fuck!" 

Jake listened as she came, her cries and sobs interspersed with swear words that he'd never heard her say before. Each time she cried out his name his cock pulsed, streams of cum spurting out like geysers. 

For what seemed like hours, he lay there, shattered as his cock pumped itself dry, his stomach and thighs slick. Heaving air into his lungs, Jake weakly held the phone to his ear,

"Sammie? Baby, are you still there... Sammie?"

"I'm here Jake... barely."

She smiled, she sounded as wrung out as he felt,

"When I get back tomorrow I am going to eat you up baby."

She caught her breath and he felt his cock unbelievably twitch back into life, 

"Like a staving man at an all-you-can-eat buffet... I am going to kiss, lick, suck and taste every single juicy, creamy inch of you... and then I'll have seconds!"

Sammie laughed weakly down the line, 

"Honestly Jake, as amazing as that sounds I'm too exhausted right now to get enthusiastic!"

Jake grinned and idly trailed his fingers through the pool of cum cooling on his stomach, 

"I hear you baby, that was the holy grail of booty calls. But it's only fair of me to let you know what I'm thinking."

"Was that what that was? A booty call?"

Jake laughed, 

"It was Sammie and if I'd had any blood left in my brain I would have called you on Skype so I could watch you fuck yourself silly instead of having to use my imagination!"

"Was it as good for you as it was for me Jake?"

Sammie sounded so unsure that he ached for her,

"Baby... each time with you is better than the last. That was so fucking sexy knowing you were fucking yourself thinking of me. Swear to god, I've cum three times tonight, each time blowing harder and longer. All because of you. I thought my years of lack of control were behind me but obviously not!"

Sammie snorted and Jake laughed at the sound, 

"I wish you were behind me Jake... behind me, above me, inside me... "

"That can most definitely be arranged Sammie. Whenever, however you want it."

She hummed and he pictured taking her from behind, slowly feeding his cock into her soaking pussy as he cupped those gorgeous tits. Tweaking her nipples as she took him deep, clenching his length as he took her. Bareback. Jake always wore a condom but he desperately wanted to fuck Sammie bareback, nothing between them but her slick arousal... 

"Jake? Are you still there? Have you fallen asleep?"

Sitting up, Jake shook the image from his head and stared down at his tumescent cock. Really?

"I'm here Sammie. Got carried away thinking about what I'm going to do to you when I get home tomorrow."

"Shouldn't you be wondering what I'm going to do to you tomorrow?"

"Why would I be doing that baby?"

Sammie laughed and Jake wondered if he'd ever get tired of hearing her sound so happy, 

"The booty call was your idea so technically your turn. Which means that the next move is mine..."

"I thought you enjoyed it Sammie! You certainly sounded like you did!"

"Oh Jake, I loved it... you give amazing phone... but you still started it. So I get to choose what happens next."

"And you can think of something better than me worshipping your body with my mouth? Licking those perfects tits until you shatter beneath me. Kissing your pussy until you cum on my tongue... For hours and hours and hours?!"

"Now now Jake... I never said that now did I? It sounds like a very passable way to spend some time..." 

"Passable! Fuck Sammie, I'm going to ruin you for all other men... just you wait till I get home!"

Sammie laughed and ended the call, wishing him luck for his meeting. Still grinning Jake set the alarm on his phone and settled under the duvet, more relaxed than he'd been in weeks. 

Within minutes he was asleep, completely unaware that back in London Sammie was staring down at her phone, his parting words echoing in her ears,

"I'm going to ruin you for all other men..."

She set the phone down and rubbed her hands over her face, torn between tears and laughter, 

"Jake, you already have!"



Room Mates Pt. 07



Sleep was a luxury Sammie Barrett couldn't afford. 

Sometime around 2am she had given up, desperate to leave the bed that still smelt of her earlier orgasm and thoughts of Jake and showered, diligently washing the racy, sexy Sammie down the plug hole. Two large mugs of coffee later and she was wide awake, curled up on the sofa waiting for Rosie to come home and sanity to return.

Jake Edwards was too much temptation. 

There were just certain things you didn't do. You don't sleep with your friend's exes, you don't flirt with their husbands or boyfriends and you sure as hell don't try to seduce their brothers! 

Okay, so Jake had been her teenage crush, the one male she gravitated towards however shyly. Furtive peeks at him in his swimming trunks had flung her headlong into her initiation into masturbation. At 15, Jake Edwards had made her a women, his beautiful grin as she and Rosie left for the school disco made her feel like a princess. At 17, it was Jake who held her hair as she vomited copiously after ingesting too much cider at a house party and sweetly wiped her face telling her she'd be okay. 

And at 21... her 21st birthday party, held in a local pub where Rosie had decried that Sammie had to kiss 21 men or forfeit all her gifts, well Jake had been the only man she wanted to kiss and the only one to decline. Even now, she recalled his sad smile as he hugged her and told her she was special and beautiful and... He'd kissed her forehead and wished her a Happy Birthday before sending her out into the room to kiss a myriad of strangers, a dark look on his face. 

Sammie had spent months brooding on that look, trying to find something meaningful in it and failing. Soon after she met Richard and the rest was history, Richard who treated her nicely and screwed her with military precision and left her wanting. 

Sammie sniffed as the tears started to fall, Richard wasn't a bad man, he just wasn't the right man. He never had been and never could be. For Sammie, it had always been Jake but even at 15, Sammie knew that her best friend's brother was out of bounds. So why the hell was she here now, at 28, still playing with fire. 

It wasn't that Rosie would disapprove; in fact Sammie was fairly certain she'd be delighted that Jake wasn't screwing around like a tomcat or still pining over evil Olivia. Even Jake's parent's would be happy, they'd always treated Sammie like part of the family and still did, they'd probably be over the moon that they'd hooked up. 

And that was just the problem. Sammie took a slug of her now cold coffee, what exactly were they? For her part Jake was everything. The love of her life, the only man to make her feel... anything. 

She adored him, his humour, his almost six pack abs, the fact that at 6'2" he made her 5'7" frame seem dainty. She loved that he was so honest in his intentions, that he used words that shocked and aroused her. Placing her cup on the coffee table Sammie sobbed, allowing her tears into free fall. She loved him... and that was definitely not a good thing at all. 

She had no idea what Jake wanted. He'd left years ago to move to America following the love of his life and had returned months ago, broken and intent on fucking his pain away. Sammie wanted to help him more than she wanted her next breath but at this point she didn't know whether she fell into friend or fuck buddy territory. Neither one would end well for her.

Blinking dumbly Sammie sat up on the sofa as Rosie breezed into the flat. A glance at her phone told Sammie it was just after 6am and Rosie had that freshly fucked glow about her. Sitting up she took a moment to enjoy the flicker of shame on her best friends face,

"What time do you call this Rosie Puds?"

"Samurai... What are you doing up?"

"Well I was waiting for my best friend to get home safe and sound and intact. So... how was he?"

Rosie shrugged as she popped a coffee pod into the machine and pressed the button. Sammie stared at her, amused that she could act so high and mighty when just hours before she had been so unrestrained... with Jake.

Coffee made, Rosie flopped onto the sofa next to her, the tiredness visible on her face,

"Dating sucks Sammie! I may never do it again! Online he seemed great, funny, smart, just the right side of suggestive. We had a few drinks and I'm thinking this could be great, he looked like his profile picture and he seemed to have all his own teeth. We agreed to have dinner and dinner turned to more drinks and when he asked me back to his I was totally up for it!"

Sammie reached for Rosie's hand and squeezed,

"The sex was good Sammie. Better than good. He did everything right. Lots of kissing and stroking, he went down on me and he made me come! And as he entered me, I actually trembled. I've never had a man that big before and I was shocked at how full I felt. He actually held my face in his hands as he did it, kissing me and calling me beautiful as we screwed..."

"And..."

Rosie sniffed and Sammie hugged her, bundling her up in her arms as Rosie's tears spilled down her cheeks, 

"Within minutes, he was out of bed, wrapping the condom in a tissue and telling me his wife was due back from her night shift in 20 minutes and that I had to leave...For fucks sake Sammie! Who does that?!"

Sammie held her as Rosie sobbed and trembled in her arms, angry beyond measure that her spunky confident friend could be so hurt by some assholes action's. She thought of Jake, of his kindness, his patience and felt her nipples bud. Pulling back she wiped Rosie's tears away and collected their empty cups, 

"This needs something stronger than coffee Rosie Puds. Tequilla?"

...

Stock taking was a pain in the ass at the best of times, but hung-over? Sammie looked down at her inventory sheet and swallowed, to call it a hangover may be an overstatement, she was fairly certain she was still drunk. 

She and Rosie had sunk half a bottle of Jose Cuervo as Rosie threatened Armageddon on her date's oversized genitals before Sammie poured her into her bed. Thankfully Rosie had the day off but as Sammie stood under the shower spray, each bead of water hitting her skin like a malevolent bullet , she thought of the callousness of Rosie's beau and the sweetness of Jake. 

Hours later, after calling home and finding Rosie's mood brighter, Sammie stared down at the stock sheet and sighed. 11am and the fog of alcohol finally lifting she felt physically better but still as heartsick. She wanted Jake, that wasn't in doubt at all. But she wanted Jake in the hearts and flowers, happily ever sense and that made it trickier. 

No-one could predict the future and whilst she knew they would have fun in the interim, Sammie just didn't see Jake as a long term bet. And then what... One of them would have to move out, friendships would dissolve and she'd end up sobbing into her wine glass listening to The Smiths as Rosie told her of the multitude of women he took to his bed. 

Sammie wasn't a fling type of girl, Richard had been her first and only lover and aside from a few drunken snogs over the years, she was the archetypal Good Girl. Rosie and Sophia may have the confidence to date and screw with abandon but Sammie wasn't cut from the same cloth. As much as she wanted Jake to make good on his promises it would probably be wiser to end it now, before anyone, namely her, got hurt. 

Grabbing her bag Sammie decided to grab an early lunch and see if Sophia wanted to join her. Switching on her phone she stared down at the list of notifications on the screen. Jake! 

Blindly she tapped in her passcode and held her breath as she scrolled through, 

"Morning Sammie. Have to admit I slept like a baby... but would have been even better if you'd been in my arms when I woke up... x"

""Laying here now thinking about you. Picturing you naked, my hands teasing you as we have sleepy morning sex. I'm so hard thinking about it, remembering how wet you are, how sweet you taste. Thank god I put the Do Not Disturb sign on the door x"

"Guessing you're at work baby, but just know that I can't wait to get home and see what you have in store for me. Whatever you want Sammie, just say the word x"

"Going into my meeting now baby but know I'll be thinking about you. Would be great to know you're thinking about me too. Hint x"

Sammie hit reply and typed before the tears made it impossible to focus, 

"Jake... I am thinking about you. Too much. Hope the meeting goes well, you are brilliant after all. I just want the best for you, please know that. But I think we need to stop. It's been incredible but it's better to stop before we do anything we'll regret. I'm so sorry Jake. I don't want to lose you as my friend. Please understand. S x"

Hitting Send, Sammie wiped her eyes, turned off the phone and headed out, thoughts of Sophia gone. For now Sammie just wanted to be alone.

...

Saving the inventory and uploading it to the system, Sammie stretched and tried to work the kinks out of her shoulders. She liked her job mostly, being out on the floor, helping customers. Paperwork, not so much. 

The clock mocked her, still an hour to go before she could go home. Who didn't love Late Night Thursdays? The knot in her stomach tightened and Sammie felt sick. He'd be back by now and she wasn't sure she could face him. 

Digging out her phone Sammie decided to see if Sophia wanted to go for a drink or six. Her stomach growled and Sammie looked at the remains of the egg mayonnaise sandwich she'd been unable to eat earlier. Maybe drinks were a bad idea...

And she'd have to face Jake eventually. The phone buzzed in her hand and she screwed her eyes tight as if it would somehow help. Just one text this time.

"No."

Despite herself Sammie laughed. Jake always did what he wanted no matter what. She should have known he wouldn't just give up.

"Jake... it's not you. You are amazing. I just don't think it's a good idea for this to go further. I want to... I REALLY want to. But this isn't me. I don't do things like this... ever! I'm in over my head and I'm scared..."

Watching as the slider moved across the screen and Delivered appeared Sammie once again felt the tears sheen her eyes. Just what was wrong with her? Here she was being given the gift of a lifetime! 

A sexy adventure with the hottest man she'd ever met and she was stopping it before she'd even begun? She could almost hear Sophia shouting in her ear, urging her to get her freak on, to fuck him, to let him give the orgasms that she truly deserved. Sammie thought of all the things they'd done so far and shuddered, Jake was already embedded in her brain as an exquisite and talented lover and he'd never really gone down on her or made love to her. 

A few kisses and one incredibly hot hand job was the sum total of their dalliance. Maybe she was being stupid and scared, so what if it crashed and burned around her ears, at least she'd be able to say she been lucky enough to be with him. Urgh.. regret was a bitch and fear even more so.

Sammie was glad no-one knew about her and Jake, she was certain Sophia would slap some sense into her and Sammie truly thought she deserved it. It took a few seconds for Sammie to realise her phone was ringing and sure enough it was Jake,

"Hi..."

"I don't know what's happened since I went away Sammie but you need to know that I am not going to accept you ending it. Not. At. All. So whatever thoughts are whirring through that gorgeous head of yours I suggest you get rid of them now!"

"How was your meeting?"

"Sammie!! I couldn't give a flying fuck about the meeting!! I do give a fuck about you, about us! What's with all this ending it shit?! If you want to talk, let's talk. But don't send me a text telling me it's over when we haven't even fucking started!"

Sammie shivered at the anger in Jake's tone. It excited her that he was so mad and she thrilled at the idea that maybe he cared more than she'd thought.

"Jake... I'm sorry. I freaked out... I'm not brave. I'm not the girl you think I am..."

Sammie heard Jake's deep breath and imagined the onslaught to come, 

"Sammie, baby... I know you. I know that what's happened between us so far scares you but it shouldn't. Okay, so it's been intense and hot and delicious and yeah, maybe I've been pushy but you mean a lot to me. I would never hurt you Sammie. Never! And if it's going too fast we can slow down. I can do slow..."

Sammie harrumphed and she heard Jake's laugh down the line, 

"Okay so maybe I can't do slow really but I can try. Just don't shut me out. Whatever fears you have, just tell me. We can work around it. Maybe I shouldn't have told you that I was going to eat you like a starving man, it wasn't very classy was it? But I wanted you to know how much I want to be with you, how much I want to make you happy..."

"You do Jake, you really do..."

"So why not see how happy we can make each other Sammie? Why end things now, before we've even had a chance?"

Sammie laughed, part snort, part sob, 

"Because I'm an idiot?"

Sammie relaxed as Jake laughed, the deep rumble igniting her desire once again, hardening her nipples and moistening her pussy,

"Quite possibly baby. But you're my idiot. I would never hurt you Sammie. Know that much. What we have, it's just for you and me and if you really get to the point where you want to end it, talk to me okay? But don't run away. Don't do that... Promise?"

"I promise Jake. I'm so very sorry..."

"No need to apologise Baby. No need at all. Just give me everything you have and I'll do the same. Be honest with me, tell me everything that scares you, arouses you, lights you up. We've known each other too long to screw it up. Don't force that Sammie." 

"Okay..."

"So we're good baby?"

"We're good."

Jake exhaled and Sammie felt her pussy clench, he was going to destroy her but it would be the best way to go.

"So how do you feel about leaving your office and meeting me down in the Ladies' lingerie changing rooms?"

Sammie choked, 

"You're here?!"

"I'm here baby. Third floor, Second changing room. Got a few funny looks but I don't care. What about you Sammie? Feeling brave?"

Sammie was out the door before he'd even finished his sentence.

...

Jake looked good. Really good. His long lean body, clad in a navy blue suit, his tie askew, leaning against the mirror. His legs were crossed and he looked relaxed but Sammie knew he had to feel as tense as she did. 

She'd blushed as she'd walked into the Changing Room, flushing as Sara gave her the thumbs up. Closing the door behind her, Sammie stepped into him and swallowed., 

"Jake... I'm so sor.."

His mouth took hers before she got the words out. His tongue silencing her voice. Somehow Sammie found herself pinned to the cool glass as Jake kissed her, his tongue tangling with hers as his hands unbuttoned her trousers. 

She whimpered against him as he slid the pants down her thighs, his talented fingers cupping her through the cotton of her panties. He felt so good as he stroked her, his index finger pressing into her sex, catching on her clit on every upstroke. 

Determined to be brave, Sammie pulled his jacked from his body and almost giggled as Jake threw it to the floor. Tugging his tie, she pulled him close and kissed him, her fingers unbuttoning his shirt with far more enthusiasm than she'd shown entering data earlier, 

"This... this baby is why we can't end this. You understand?"

Sammie whimpered as Jake stripped her blouse and jacket from her body, leaving her in underwear and heels. His body pressed her into the mirror, her back cold and her front burning up as he peeled the cups of her bra down, baring her nipples to his mouth. 

For a second Jake gazed up at her as he snaked his tongue out, flicking against the tender buds before latching on and sucking her hard. Sammie shrieked as Jake gripped her ass, pulling her cheeks apart as he bit down, soothing the sting with lavish sweeps of his tongue. Switching his attentions to her other breast, Jake slid her pants down her thighs and sucked the sensitive skin of her breast, his tongue sweeping across the underneath before teasing her nipple. 

Lost in sensation, Sammie realised Jake was on his knees, her thigh over his shoulder as he stared into her open pussy, his face rapt as she undulated against him.

"Are you ready baby?"

Sammie murmured incoherently as Jake blew onto her dripping flesh and almost passed out as he swept one lavish lick through her bared cunt.

"I've dreamt of this Sammie. Please don't shut me out now..."

Clutching his hair, Sammie pressed back against the mirror hoping it would somehow keep her upright as Jake's tongue worked overtime to make her fall. 

He was everywhere. Licking deeply into her pussy, before swiping up to flutter against her aching clit. Over and over, Jake tormented her before sucking her pussy lips into his mouth and causing her back to bend in pleasure. Breathing heavily, he kissed her inner thighs, his hands gripping her skin as she bucked against him. 

Jake's murmurs of pleasure rang in Sammie's ears as he sucked her clit into his mouth, flicking his tongue over the rigid flesh as he feed from her. His fingers brushed her aching pussy, pushing one, two, three fingers inside as he thrust deeply, laving her clit gently as his fingers took her hard. 

Sammie made noises that sounded inhuman to her ears as he invaded her body, his mouth suctioning her clit as one hand penetrated her weeping slit and the other toyed with her ass. Sammie gripped him hard, her nails digging into his skin as he swept her up higher and higher still. As he pushed a fingertip into her ass she broke, sobbing as her body shattered, focused solely on the attentions of his mouth. Sammie shuddered, her world focused on Jake as he showed her sensations she'd never seen before. 

He moved, his fingers stroking her throbbing clit as he latched his lips over her pussy, lapping her juices into his mouth. Sammie spasmed again as his tongue entered her, thrusting deeply as he drank from her. On and on Sammie's body rocked as Jake played her body like a maestro, taking up her higher and higher until she couldn't breathe.

All she could do was feel as he stroked and sucked her into another orgasm, this one slower yet more intense, her cunt rippling against his tongue as he pushed deeper, curling the tip of it against her weeping flesh. Everything stopped, Sammie's focus on the pleasure curling up through her body as Jake pleasured her. Her thighs trembled and if he hadn't been holding her up she would have fallen to the floor. 

And still Jake licked her, his tongue mapping her pussy like a blind man. Tears spilled from her eyes as her pussy wept into his eager mouth and Sammie clutched wildly as his hair, pulling him away from her too sensitive body.

Jake stared up at her, his beautiful grey eyes now black with desire as he heaved oxygen into his lungs. Sammie flashed on how primitive he looked, his open shirt baring his beautiful body, his face wet with her orgasm. Jake's mouth was open, his tongue poised to lick her higher and Sammie wanted to shout out that he belonged to her. He growled as Sammie's fingers grazed his scalp and he bucked towards her, his mouth open in anticipation.

"Jake... I can't... No more... please!"

Jake growled and took her again, his mouth gentle as he kissed her skin, teasing her labia as his fingers traced circles on her ass. Softer, his touch as light as feather, he dragged yet another orgasm from her shattered body, a sweet hum of pleasure rippling through her. 

Dropping to the floor, Sammie blinked blindly up at him, her body weakened and her soul alight as he bent to kiss her, his frame radiating dominance. 

"Never say no to me baby. I don't fucking like it!"




Room Mates Pt. 07



Sammie sobbed as he plundered her mouth, his tongue deep and he softly massaged her skin, drawing her back from the sensual fog she currently drifted in.

"This Sammie... This is just a taste of what we could have. I have never..." Jake's tongue twisted with her's, pulling back enough to force her to pursue it, "Never had an experience with a woman like I have with you." 

Sammie clung to him, her breasts flush to his chest as he held her tight,

"I would give you everything Sammie... Just give us a chance... please baby?"

Sammie kissed his jaw as his hands swept down her back, pulling her closer.

"Okay Jake... Whatever you want... whatever you need."

His eyes focused on hers, the grey creeping slowly back as he focused on hers, 

"All you need to do is say yes baby. I'll handle the rest..."

Sammie smiled, a wide grin that almost threatened to break her face in two,

"Yes Jake. Yes to anything. Yes to everything. Just yes!"

Sammie felt the hard ridge of his cock against her pussy as he kissed her neck and trembled as she thought about what he'd do next. He obviously thought the same way as his hands snaked down to his belt. 

Laughing he kissed her again, one hand on her face as the other freed his aching cock and if the Closing Time tannoy hadn't blared through their sensual haze Sammie would have taken him into her mouth, her body, her soul in a heartbeat. As it was they stared at each other as the voice informed them they had ten minutes to finish their shopping before the store closed. 

Jake stood, buttoning himself up in record time as Sammie lay there in a state of almost naked disarray. He winked at her as he slipped his jacket on and held out his hand to her. 

"Come on baby. It's your turn next and I'm willing to bet it'll take a damn sight longer than 10 minutes!"

Laughing Sammie allowed Jake to pull her into his arms and dress her, his mouth kissing each inch of trembling skin before he covered it. Finally dressed and more aroused than she had any right to be, Sammie let Jake lead her out of the changing room and this time as she passed Sara, instead of blushing she winked. 

Humming Sammie giggled as Jake pulled her close and kissed her gently on the mouth, 

"And what exactly are you humming baby? What's made you so happy I wonder...?"

Sammie threw her head back and laughed before kissing Jake with every ounce of love and passion she felt,

"You made me happy Jake, and to quote Doris Day Que Sera Sera! Now take me home Jake, do your worst!"



Room Mates Pt. 08



Normally a crowded Piccadilly line carriage would have been his idea of hell, but with Sammie pressed against him, her arms wrapped around his waist as he held on to the hanging handle, the constant motion rocking them against each other in all the best places, well, Jake thought he'd found his new happy place.

Obviously he'd prefer they were naked, horizontal and alone but looking down at her and knowing that he'd been the one to put the sparkle in her eyes was more than enough. For now. 

The tube stopped and Jake held Sammie tighter as people pushed out onto the platform as more commuters climbed in. Sammie shifted and sighed, the sound giving him serious déjà vu.

"You okay Baby?"

Sammie's mouth lifted in a tiny smile and she leant up to whisper in his ear, her breath against his skin the sexiest thing in the world,

"I'm okay Jake. Just a little uncomfortable."

Instantly Jake relaxed his grip on her and tried to step back, giving her space but Sammie just laughed and stepped back into his embrace,

"Not that kind of uncomfortable Jake!"

"Then what...? Ohhhhh!"

He grinned as Sammie surreptitiously rubbed her breasts against his chest, her teeth nipping her bottom lip as she pressed against his erection. A quick glance around him told Jake that no-one was paying them any attention and the subtle undulation of her body was too tempting to stop.

"You might want to stop teasing me Sammie. We are in a public place after all. Wouldn't want you to get arrested for public indecency!"

Sammie rolled her eyes, 

"Please! I'm not the one with a rocket in my pocket!"

He laughed, "And who exactly is responsible for giving me the rocket in the first place?!"

Bending to press a kiss just beneath her ear Jake inhaled the remains of her perfume, 

"My cock is this hard because less than an hour ago I had my tongue deep inside of your body baby and he's jealous. Is it really my fault that you turn me on so much I can't control myself?"

She laughed and slid her hands down to squeeze his arse, covered by his suit jacket. Jake muffled his sigh with a cough and shook his head indulgently at her, 

"Sammie!!! Don't start something we can't finish!!!"

Sammie huffed and settled her hands on his waist. Pouting she pressed her lips to his in a brief kiss before pulling him down, his ear against her mouth, 

"Don't say no to me Jake. I don't fucking like it!"

...

Holding hands as they exited the tube station Jake felt lighter than he had in months. All the stress and heartache seemed to disappear when he was with Sammie and as she led him off in the direction of home, Jake was happy just to follow her. In this instance into the local chip shop.

In an ideal world he would have taken her to a fancy restaurant for their first meal out together, somewhere Michelin stared and with discreet corners where they could feed each other aphrodisiacs and he could drink wine from her lips. A can of Coke and a bag of chips dripping in salt and vinegar beneath the retina scorching strip lights wasn't even close. 

But when Sammie closed her eyes in pleasure as she ate, carefully selecting the biggest chip before offering it to him and then playfully popping it into her mouth just as he was about to take it, it may not have been fancy but it sure was fun.

Sammie handed him the remains as she took a gulp of her drink, 

"You finish them Jake, I'm full!"

"You don't know the meaning of the word full Sammie. Not yet anyway!"

Jake waggled his brows for comic effect and Sammie laughed, an inelegant but totally adorable snort emanating from her lips,

"Yeah yeah Jake, I'm beginning to think you are just full of empty promises!"

"Oh you do, do you? Wait till we get home baby... you'll see just how huge my promises can be."

Scrunching the chip bag into a bag and throwing it away Jake took her hand as Sammie drained the last of the can and let out the most audacious belch. Instantly she went into spasms of laughter which in turn became snorts.

"Now that's sexy Sammie!" 

She playfully punched him as they left the takeaway and still laughing, headed down the street, 

"I'm sorry Jake but it's only right you get to know the real me! I belch, I snort when I laugh. It's all just the miracle of me!"

Jake pulled her into a doorway and kissed her, her laughter evaporating as his tongue stroked hers "I know you Sammie. I've always known you. And now I'm hoping to get to know you even better... some may say intimately!"

Sammie stuck her tongue out at him and Jake sucked it between his lips, making her tremble. He ran his hands up to cup her breasts and rubbed her hardening nipples with his thumbs. She gazed up at him through heavily lidded eyes and grinned, 

"So now that's you're in control it's okay to start something we can't finish but when it's my idea you tell me no?! "

Jake blinked at her as Sammie brazenly reached out to stroke his erection, 

"Does someone have a Christian Grey complex I should know about?"

Jake recognised the name but all of his brain cells were focused on the gentle friction of her hand over his cock and as she brushed her knuckles over his balls he could barely remember his own name let alone someone else's. 

"Sammie... Baby, please... let's take this somewhere more private?"

"So you're not saying no Jake?"

"Definitely not baby!"

"And I can do whatever I want to you?"

"God Sammie I hope so!"

Laughing Sammie dragged him out of the doorway and home which was great, because at that point he had no idea where the hell he lived.

...

Sammie paused outside their front door and pulled him down for a kiss. A deep drugging kiss full of tongue and promise. Jake really liked this side of her, the demanding confident Sammie who took what she wanted. He really hoped she'd take more... and soon.

"Christ Sammie, if you keep that up I'm liable to take you up against the wall!"

She raked her fingers through his hair and pulled gently, 

"You promised me you'd take it slow Jake. Or do you have no control at all?"

He almost growled as she massaged his head and tried to rein himself in.

"I have control Sammie. Just not much right now. And I did promise to go slow but you aren't helping... at all!"

Sammie released his head and winked at him,

"Just making sure you're still interested Jake!"

He choked and reached out to pull her into for another kiss, just one more taste before they went to their separate bedrooms.

"Baby... Rosie is away this weekend so I have two whole days and three full nights to show you the high intensity level of my... interest."

Jake playfully thrust out his groin a la Magic Mike and was less than delighted when Sammie's face fell,

"God! Was it that bad? Should I give up my dreams of becoming a Chippendale? Sammie?"

"Shit.. poor Rosie!"

"What? What about Rosie? What's happened?"

Sammie shook her head, 

"Nothing Jake. Honestly, she's fine. She just had a really bad date and she's a bit vulnerable. I got so caught up in you... us... that I forget... God, I am such a shitty friend! I should have come straight home..."

Jake hugged her, pressing a kiss to her forehead and scowling, 

"First... you are amazing. You are a great friend, to me, to Rosie, to everyone. Second, and this is selfish, but I am really fucking glad you put yourself first for a change because I loved what happened in that changing room and I will be wanking over the memories of eating you out for years, " 

Sammie blushed and rolled her eyes as he nodded, "And third, we're here now and if my take no prisoners sister needs me to kick the shit out of anyone then I'm happy to help."

Sammie blinked up at him, her eyes misty with unshed tears, 

"So baby, how's about we sort out Rosie's dating nightmare and countdown the minutes until she's out of here for the weekend. I'm sure you can think of ways to entertain me!"

Sammie sniffed and shook her head, 

"Not quite Jake, You see Rosie is going to a Wedding Anniversary party down in Cornwall for the weekend..."

"So... Two days, three nights? More orgasms than we can count?"

Jake's high hopes were completely dashed as Sammie sagged against the wall and he could have sworn his erection deflated as she spoke,

"It's my parent's party."

...

Somewhere amid the sobbing and swearing Jake worked out that the bad date guy had been back in touch requesting a repeat performance. Based on the language eschewing from Rosie's mouth and the look of horror on Sammie's face that was unlikely to ever happen. 

Lurking on the peripheries, Jake filled the kettle then decided wine was probably a better option, filling two glasses and setting them before the girls. 

Rosie was already squiffy and practically snatched the glass up, draining it in seconds,

"What a total dick!!!! What makes him think I'd go back again? Fucking slick big pricked dick!"

Sammie rubbed her back as Rosie slurred out her tirade and shrugged at Jake as if to say, "Go on, get outta here!" Jake took his leave and headed toward his room, sad to leave Sammie but immensely grateful to get away from a Rosie scorned, 

"And you!!! Jake!! Maybe you can explain it to me because I really don't fucking understand!"

Jake stood stock still, hoping he'd misheard.

"Come on big brother... you're the expert on the fuck them and run approach... I need you to tell me what you get out of it! Do you actually give a shit about the woman or is it all just about getting your dick wet? How many women do you need to fuck before it gets boring? You've had enough... I've heard you!"

Jake winced at Rosie's words. His sister had always been a lousy drunk but even he could tell she was justified in her anger tonight. 

But he wasn't the man to answer her questions, at least not in front of Sammie. He headed for his room hoping Rosie would think he hadn't heard her, 

"Honestly Samurai. ALL men are pricks! Even my lovely brother whose bedroom door should be a revolving one seeing as how many sluts he's had in there since he got back! A different whore every night and I bet he doesn't even know their bloody names... and we're the ones who get the bad rep..."

Jake shut his door and silenced his sister's tirade. Flopping on his bed he loosened his tie and felt the tension wrack his body. Not five minutes ago he was wrapped around Sammie, hard, hot, hopeful. 

Now... he felt his chances with her dissipating faster than Usain Bolt running the 100 metres. He'd wanted to argue that he wasn't a man whore, that the women had each meant something to him, but at his core, Jake had to admit that they didn't. And like Mellissa/Marissa, names were unimportant as he only wanted what they had to offer him in bed. 

Men WERE pricks sometimes but Jake had had his reasons for screwing around and none of his bed mates had complained... well not until he kicked them out, however politely. It was all just mutual pleasure with no strings and that was all he'd wanted. Until now. 

Until Sammie walked back into his life. Screwing his eyes shut, he stripped for bed and heard the muffled tones of Rosie still ranting in the kitchen, Sammie steadfastly by her side. He felt sick. They'd barely even begun and Jake knew he'd already lost her.

...

Waking up abruptly, Jake felt a warm hand press against his chest, 

"It's okay Jake. It's only me."

Groping for the light, he stared at Sammie as she shielded her eyes and checked the clock. 3am. 

"I'm sorry for waking you Jake but I just wanted to see if you were okay..."

Pulling the duvet back Jake pulled her into his arms and settled her into his body. Sleep blinkered him and his body ached to claim her but he was lucid enough to hold back.

He lay rigid until Sammie relaxed in his hold, wrapping her arm around his waist and hooking her leg over his thigh, aligning their bodies perfectly. He sighed and pulled her flush against him, burying his face in her neck. 

Sammie ran her hands gently through his hair, 

"I know that not all men are the same Jake. I just wanted you to know that I know that. "

Jake inhaled her, the scent of her calming his fears. Shampoo, soap, toothpaste and Sammie.

He mumbled into her neck and she pulled back, staring down at him as he reluctantly lifted his face from her skin,

"Pardon Jake? I think I missed that." 

Her shy grin made him brave, if he was going to lose her it would be because of him and not his sister's ire against men.

"Not all men are pricks Sammie... but we are all capable..."

He gazed at her as she stroked his hair, her eyes inscrutable in the lamplight, 

"She's right. Rosie. I have been a dick. I tried to fuck my hurt away although there weren't the numbers of women involved that she made out... I'm not proud... but you need to know that you're different. We're different... You make me care Sammie and if you want to run away I'll understand completely..."

Sammie lifted her leg higher over his and pressed closer still, her mouth brushing his, 

"Does this look like running Jake?" 

He smiled and kissed her, an innocent meeting of lip against lip. Soft. Calming. Much like Sammie herself. He held her, hoping to burn the memory of her touch into his brain.

"Talk to me Jake. Not as your lover but as your friend. Let me in."

Jake stared into her beautiful eyes, so guileless and hopeful. He'd never told anyone, hadn't wanted to voice it out loud but here, now... He couldn't stop himself. 

He told her all about Olivia, his university girlfriend. He admitted that even back then, they'd been mostly about sex but Jake had been besotted by her, her beauty, her determination to be a successful actress, her intensity. 

Over the three years they'd slept together despite each having relationships that withered. They'd always ended up together and Jake had thought it was love. After graduation, he'd suggested living together but Olivia shot him down, wanting her independence and working as a waitress as she auditioned relentlessly. Jake supported her financially as he progressed in his career in IT and Olivia started booking gigs as nameless Girl in trashy tv soaps. 

The sex was great and Jake believed himself to be in love with her. So when she landed a role in an American soap Jake didn't pause in offering to relocate with her. Olivia gratefully threw herself at him and told him she loved him and that was all the encouragement he needed. 

As Sammie stroked his back, Jake told her about his time in LA, that the working hours were crazy for him and worse for her. Between the soap and auditions they rarely saw each other and when they did, sex was an infrequent visitor. But he loved her. He wanted her, wanted anything she was willing to give him. 

And after three gruelling years, she finally came through... and gave him an STD. Sammie winced as Jake explained the fallout, how Olivia had accused him of cheating on her and almost destroyed their flat in the process. How after hours of crying and screaming she admitted that whilst she loved him, she had never been in love with him and that when he'd offered to move with her she'd been happy, scared to take the leap alone. 

Sammie felt the wetness of Jake's tears against her skin as he spoke, how he realised that whilst in his mind they were soul mates, to Olivia they were fuck buddies and may be not even that. Jake had thought himself in love but the truth... Love didn't equal sex and sex sure as shit didn't mean love. Up until his diagnosis Jake had been primed to propose, wanting to make Olivia confident in his love. Hoping she'd open up and love him back. 

He'd told her this, shown her the ring and Olivia slipped it on her finger, admiring the shimmering diamond before setting it back in the box. 

"You're lovely Jake but I'm not the girl you used to know. I need more than you can give me. But I'll always care about you."

Jake flew home the next day, shattered, bitter and on a mission. Unwilling to admit his stupidity he moved in with his sister and entered into a spiral of drinking and sex hoping somehow to make up for lost time. Rosie had been right in calling him a whore but in his defence, Jake wasn't looking for forever. He'd believed he'd had it and realised too late that he had nothing. Olivia had just used him for financial gain, companionship and a friendly face and left him bruised and embarrassed. 

So he fucked around, he never made promises and he was always upfront about the dalliance going nowhere. Maybe he was a bad person but he'd tried to be honest... hadn't he?

Clinging to Sammie, Jake swallowed, his mouth dry and scratchy. Gulping, he almost missed her words as she brushed her lips against his cheek, 

"She was a fucking idiot to let you go Jake. An absolute, stupid, brain dead fucking moron!"

Jake choked a laugh and gazed up at Sammie, her face resolute. Smiling for the first time in forever, he shifted in the bed to face her, their bodies no longer in alignment yet closer than ever.

"And you... Richard was a lucky fucker to land you baby. And an even bigger wanker to let you go."

Sammie kissed him, a gentle shy kiss which warmed his heart, 

"I hope her acting career ends up in the toilet!"

Jake chuffed out a laugh and rolled Sammie onto her back, pressing her into the mattress with his weight, 

"Now now baby... you are better than that! If things had worked out for either of us, we wouldn't be here now. And I quite like the view!"

He leant down and kissed her, groaning as Sammie wrapped her thighs around his hips. She groaned as Jake ground against her, rubbing his erection against her spread lips and her breathing hitched as she dug her nails into his neck, pulling him down to her mouth.

Sammie invaded his mouth with her tongue, laving his with firm and playful pressure and Jake considered just ripping her panties from her body and burying himself deep. But looking down at her, he knew that Sammie was worth everything he had and as much as he wanted to take her... he had to prove he wanted more than just sex.

Withdrawing he turned her and wrapped himself around her back , kissing her neck as she murmured her confusion, 

"Just sleep Sammie. Sleep with me. Wake up in my arms. Let me show you that you mean more to me than just a quick fuck... okay?"

Jake thought he heard her mumble "I'm good with a quick fuck!" and playfully slapped her arse. 

Sammie laughed and pulled his hand to her lips, kissing the knuckle before settling it over her breast.

"I'll sleep with you Jake Edwards but I hope you'll respect me in the morning!"

Jake squeezed, his fingers grazing her nipples,

"Sammie, not only will I respect you always but if you ask me nicely I may even come to you parent's anniversary party."

Sammie turned and grazed his cheek with her lips,

"You'll really come?"

Jake kissed her, rocking his cock into the crevice of her bottom,

"Of course Sammie... and unless fate conspires against me again, so will you!"



Room Mates Pt. 09



Waking up Sammie felt unreasonably warm. 

Hot may be the word. As the seconds passed she remembered she was in Jake's bed and that the heavy weight against her body the man himself. Sighing, she arched decadently and felt the unmistakeable ridge of his cock pressing against her arse. He shivered and she pressed back, lifting her thigh to allow his bare erection to press against her aching pussy.

He'd said so much last night, bared himself in all senses, shown vulnerability. Sammie ached for the sadness he much have felt back then and the bravery for sharing it with her. Despite herself, Sammie wanted to believe he cared for her and welcomed the gentle thrust of his hard hot cock against her covered pussy. She was naturally disappointed that he hadn't tried anything last night but somehow, his reserve just made her want him more. As if she could ever want him more than she did already. 

He murmured sleepily and gripped her thigh, holding her still as he rocked against her. His hand slid down to cup her mound and Sammie pressed back, welcoming the attention.

"Morning"

Sammie shrieked as Jake ripped her boy shorts from her body, his hand dipping into her wetness as she felt him fumble behind her. Within seconds, his bare cock slid through her lips, hitting her clit on each upstroke and his free hand slid beneath her vest to pluck her bare nipple. He stroked her clit, alternating between circles with his fingers and sliding his cock head against the tumescent flesh. 

Sammie bucked and trembled and his cock slipped into the crease of her arse. His fingers teased her nipple as he leisurely slipped his erection between her cheeks and Sammie felt herself moisten further, glad it was his bed she was making a mess of. 

As his hands and cock played havoc with her senses, Sammie lay in suspended animation, taking everything Jake had to give her and still wanting more. She wanted him, wanted Jake to claim both her pussy and her arse. She grunted, he'd done neither so far. Desperate, Sammie wedged her hand between her thighs and rubbed her clitoris, brushing her fingers against Jake's cock as he slipped back between her labia. He groaned as her fingers stroked him and he leaned into her body,

"Best. Wake Up. Ever."

"Fuck me Jake... Take me... now! Please!! I need you so badly!"

Sammie grimaced at the desperation in her tone but Jake twitched, growing harder still and he thrust harder between her spread thighs. Pulling back, he spun her onto her back and braced himself above her, gripping her thighs in his hands and he swept through her copious wetness, hitting her clit with pinpoint precision. 

Sammie slid her hands down to clasp his cock, to feed it into her pussy but Jake just grasped her wrists and held them over her head, content to tease her and himself. 

"Geez Jake... Just do me!! How much foreplay can one woman take! I'm horny, I'm willing, I'm soaking... just fuck me!"

Jake laughed and kissed her, thrusting his tongue into her mouth as his cock beat a tattoo against her open pussy,

"What happened to you?! When did you get so vocal Sammie? I recall you not saying boo to a goose!"

"Well I used to be shy and then you made me crazy and now all I can think about is you fucking me! Are you happy? I'm a monster!"

Jake thrust an inch into her, the restraint evident in the rigidity of his face as he stilled, holding her stunned gaze with his own.

"Fuck Sammie... What the hell?!"

Sammie swivelled her hips, trying desperately to draw him deeper but with her hands pinned and Jake's superior strength at play she only ended up teasing them both further. Jake grunted and withdrew, hissing as she whimpered softly before pushing back, a little deeper than before. 

Sammie threw her head into the pillows and locked her thighs around his hips, ready to take him home. Jake's control was total and she knew that he would only take her when he was ready but she wanted him to know just how enthusiastic she was for that to happen. Hoped he'd give her what they both wanted.

The tendons in his neck stood out as he pulsed inside her, the heat radiating from every pore of his impressive physique.

"Christ Sammie... You feel amazing... so want to thrust into you..."

Sammie arched her back and almost laughed as he slid in a little further. She was tight and Jake was larger than Richard but his patient restraint gave her the time she needed to mould to him. He rocked his hips and Sammie sobbed as he bent to take a turgid nipple into his mouth, sucking her hard as he pushed in a little deeper, 

"Yes Jake... Oh god, please... JAKE!!"

He kissed her, his eyes dark as he teased her mouth. Sammie bucked and he released her hands, allowing her to sweep down the warmth of his back to cup his buttocks, trying to pull him into her body. Jake swallowed her moans and pulled back, his cock head the only point of contact between them, 

"Shit baby! You want me bad huh?"

Sammie grinned and nodded, 

"Pretty bad Jake. I can't lie. Just a little more. Please. Please Jake..."

He bent to kiss her neck, and Sammie whimpered, his clever tongue finding the sensitive patch of skin beneath her ear that magically rang throughout her body.

"Oooo Jake... Yes!! Jake... Jake.."

"JAAAAKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKEEEEEEEEE!!"

He blinked down at her, his breathing heavy as Rosie's voice rang out like a fire alarm. Sammie scrunched up her eyes and held him tighter, hoping that she'd misheard but judging by the same disgruntled expression on Jake's face, she hadn't. He sagged, his forehead resting on hers as he dragged air into his lungs.

"Can we never catch a break?"

Sammie smiled weakly and pressed her lips to his,

"We will Jake. You'd better see what she wants."

Jake pulled out, wincing as he left her body, staring down as his cock left her sweet warmth. Slipping on a pair of boxers he stood and looked down at her, naked, her thighs spread, bared to him. Jake swallowed, reaching down to readjust his cock,

"Still the best wake up ever!"

Sammie stretched and smiled up at him, 

"Hold that thought Jake!"

...

The drive to Cornwall was a long one. Four and half hours of sitting in the passenger seat trying not to stare at Jake as he drove. Rosie and Sophia were already asleep in the back seat and Sammie smiled at how innocent they both looked in slumber. 

She was grateful they were coming with her to her parent's 40th Anniversary party but she couldn't deny that the only person she really wanted was Jake. As if reading her thoughts, he turned and winked at her, sending her already aroused body into turmoil. 

They'd been so close this morning and Sammie could still feel him inside her. It was probably for the best that Rosie had interrupted them but it didn't mean that she didn't want to kill her. Jake had distracted Rosie as Sammie had slunk back to her room and the three of them had showered, packed, ate and dressed quickly before heading out. 

Several times as they'd dashed around the flat Jake had blown kisses at her and once, as Rosie had showered he'd allowed her to push him down onto the sofa, straddling him as she kissed him with all the frustration she felt. His desperation as he meet her kisses sated her momentarily, and as the shower stopped and they leapt apart Sammie she was delighted to see the hard ridge in his jeans. 

Guiltily Sammie glanced down at his groin as he drove and grinned as she saw the tell tale bulge. Jake's cough brought her gaze to his and he shook his head, laughing as he turned his eyes to the back seat. Sammie stuck her tongue out and Jake narrowed his eyes, leaning over to whisper in her ear,

"Good things come to those who wait you

naughty girl."

... 

After numerous pit stops and driver changes they arrived at Sammie's folks. Her childhood home. As she raced up to hug her parents Sammie pushed the thoughts of her sexual frustration away and felt herself relax. She turned to her friends who were unloading the car and laughed as Rosie waved her off giving her a thumbs up. Casting a shy glance as Jake she felt her stomach flutter and turned, following her parents inside.

They'd pulled out all the stops. A marquee had been set up in the garden and her father had badgered her micro-managing mother into hiring caterers. It was a glorious sunny day and as Sammie mingled with the other guests she felt a pang deep inside. Her mother was chatting to Aunt Maureen and her father stood behind her, his hand gently resting on her waist. 

Even after 40 years, they were still in love, still devoted. Sammie sniffed, she wanted that. She wanted a love that spanned the decades. Richard had been a misstep; no way could she have spent her life with him. But Jake... Sammie could see them years from now, still as hot for each other. Well, she'd be as hot for him. As if conjuring him up he appeared, two glasses of champagne in his hands, 

"Great party Sammie. Can't say I know anyone other than you and the slut twins but everyone seems really friendly."

Sammie took a sip and smiled up at him, Jake really was an attractive man. Jeans and a polo shirt, casual yet polished. She noticed the other women looking his way and laughed, he was hers, at least for now and she'd fight anyone who tried to take him away from her.

"What's so funny Sammie?"

Blinking she stared at him, 

"Nothing really Jake. Just thinking that I've thrown you straight into the middle of a cougar convention."

Jake choked on his bubbly and grinned.

"Really? You think?"

"Oh Jake... I know. If these women are having half of the illicit dirty thoughts about you that I'm having then you are definitely prey baby!"

Jake clutched her hand and led her away from the crowds into the house,

"I only care what you think about me Sammie. Only you. And this morning... I can't stop thinking about how you felt this morning as I slid inside of you..."

Sammie felt herself blush as he spoke, reliving every second with him, 

"It'll happen Jake. As you said we just have to be patient!"

Jake pouted, 

"I may have said it but I'm an idiot. I don't want to wait to be with you Sammie. I want you now. All of you. All of me. Can't we just sneak off?"

Sammie drained her glass and turned into him, 

"What do you suggest Jake? That we sneak off to my childhood bedroom and get naked in my single bed?"

Jake's eyes widened and she saw the imperceptible nod, 

"Would you like me to lure you into my teenage bedroom and beg you to take me whilst my parent's entertain their guests downstairs?"

"Sammie!!" Jake groaned and reached for her, pulling her close, "Will you show me your bedroom?"

Laughing she punched him away, "You've seen my room you idiot! And far more..."

Grinning Jake, swept her hair from her face, 

"I've seen your adult bedroom Sammie but I'd like to see your teenage room too. I used to have a lot of fantasies about being inside your bedroom back then baby... Curious to see if I was right."

Shocked, Sammie gulped,

"You did?" Really?!"

Before Jake could answer her mother swept in and dragged her away to talk to yet another long lost relative.

...

Hours passed and Sammie caught glimpses of Rosie and Sophia but nothing of Jake. Excusing herself, Sammie took out her phone and texted him, 

"Everything okay? Haven't seen you for ages?"

Almost immediately the ... of Jake typing appeared on the screen,

"Pink! Always thought your room would be pink."

Sammie stifled her squeal,

"You're in my room!"

""Slightly paler than your pussy baby but almost the same shade as your nipples. I miss you Sammie. Come upstairs and let me show you how much... x"

Sammie glanced around and wondered if anyone would miss her for an hour or three. Jake in her bedroom was up there in her top three fantasies and despite her fears that he was right now judging her for the Furbies and her frankly embarrassing CD collection she didn't want to be anywhere that he wasn't. 

Taking a deep breath, Sammie turned, heading straight for the house when she ran straight into Aunt Maureen.

Aunt was a technicality. Not blood but her mother's best friend since before Sammie was born, it gave Aunt Maureen the right to say whatever she liked. Sammie enjoyed watching Maureen slay victims in her wake, less so when she was on the receiving end

"Samantha darling. So lovely to see you. And looking so well. Based on what I heard I thought you'd be eating your heart out over your break up with Richard."

Sammie blanched and looked for an escape route but was pinned against the begonias with no way out,

"Lovely to see you Aunt Maureen. What a lovely colour you're wearing. Most women can't carry off yellow but you look stunning!"

Aunt Maureen smiled and pirouetted. Honestly, she looked jaundiced,

"It's very in right now and I had to look my best for your parent's 40th. So how are you Samantha... really. You can tell me dear, I'm practically your second mother..."

Sammie prayed for intervention... of any kind and finding nothing she spoke,

"Richard and I just weren't right for each other Auntie Mo. We had a good run but we just decided that it wasn't working out. Not everyone is as lucky as you and Uncle Michael."

Uncle Michael was currently screwing his 23 year old PA and was as happy as hell about it. Everyone knew and supported him as Maureen was a beast. Aunt Maureen preened and gripped Sammie's arm,

"But Darling, you can't afford to be picky. You're getting older and a good man is hard to find. If it isn't working it's up to you to make it work. You don't want to end up alone now do you? A man as dedicated as Richard doesn't come along everyday you know."

Sammie felt the silent scream thunder up through her chest. Richard was hardly Prince Charming and she was still young! How dare this shrew judge her? She had no idea what was going on in Sammie's world, or the real world. If it wouldn't have made a scene, Sammie would have gone off the deep end. In fact she still might...

"And who is this lovely lady baby? Introduce me?"

Sammie smelt Jake seconds before his hands settled around her waist. She melted back against him, grateful beyond words for his support.

"Jake, this is my Aunt Maureen. Maureen, this is Jake..."

Aunt Maureen's eyes bulged as she stared at Jake and Sammie stifled her snort of laughter,

"And who are you to my dear Samantha?"

Sammie felt Jake's grin radiating through her as he spoke,

"I'm her lover Aunt Maureen and I'm very dedicated to it!"

She couldn't hold back any more and Sammie laughed, the snorts blasting through her body. Jake held her tighter as the woman before them turned puce, not a good shade next to the yellow of her dress,

"Well... Good for you Samantha. I have to admit that you've traded... up!"

Aunt Maureen checked Jake out again before turning and rushing across the lawn into the marquee. She laughed, sagging into his arms as all of her anger dissipated. Tears spilled down her cheeks as Jake shuddered behind her, his laughter loud and hearty. Turning she saw Rosie and Sophia peeping out behind a tree, each clutching two bottles of bubbly.

Sophia stepped out, making an exagerrated show of checking out the area before motioning for Jake and Sammie to follow,

"Come on lovelies... let's get pissed!"

...

Somehow they'd made it up the stairs to Sammie's brother's tree house and were now half way through the four bottles of Dom Perignon. Rosie and Sophia were propping each other up as Sammie and Jake sat cross legged, inches separating them.

"Oh God Samurai... that woman looked like a pack of butter!"

Sophia barked out laughter as Rosie pulled a face,

"Please Rosie... I can't believe she wasn't butter!"

They all laughed, drunk and happy until Rosie sobered slightly,

"Best part was the look on her face when Jake said he was your lover..."

Squiffy, Rosie embellished the word Loveeeeeer and Sophia winked. Sammie blushed and saw the instant that the penny dropped. Sophia turned her attention to Jake, switching back and forth like an Umpire before Sammie nodded. Sophia's face split into the biggest shit eating grin and Sammie hoped to hell she'd keep quiet. Unaware of the revelation, Rosie continued,

"Have to say Jake, it wouldn't suck if you and Samurai hooked up for real. Girl needs a decent fuck and we both know you're an expert!"

"Rosie!!"

Jake and Sammie stared as Rosie popped open another bottle,

"Oh please!! Sammie, you spent too long with the Dick with no Dick and you Jake, my brother from another mother, you need to stop fucking these random stupid women and get together with a woman who has brains and beauty and substance."

"Thank you Rosie but..." 

Sammie was silenced as Rosie ploughed on,

"Sammie here probably can't fuck for shit but she can learn and I know that you can teach her. Did I tell you Soph that I'm thinking about soundproofing the flat. The noises... It's like a porn convention!"

Sophia stared at the pair as Rosie took too deep a swig and fell back on the bean bag behind her, out for the count.

Grinning she stared at Sammie and shook her head,

"You dark horse you! All that time and you never said a word!"

Sammie blushed and shrugged and Jake pulled her into the crook of his arm. Sophia's eyes widened as he kissed Sammie, a riot of tongue and lips and when they pulled apart, Sammie was breathing as hard as his was.

Sophia drained her glass and cackled,

"Doesn't look like she needs to learn anything!"

Jake kissed Sammie again, sweeter and softly,

"She really doesn't... She's perfect as she is!"



Room Mates Pt. 10



Champagne hangovers were the worst. Generally Jake didn't drink the stuff but on this occasion.

His mouth felt like the bottom of a bird's cage and all he wanted was liquid. Standing shakily he made his way to the door in an unfamiliar house. Winding down the stairs he entered the kitchen and opened the fridge, relieved to see the bottles of cola in the door. A few drags and he felt the life return to him as the sugar hit his blood stream.

What a day... what a night. Bracing his hands against the worktop Jake stared out into the night and sighed, he was in over his head and frankly, he loved it. 

Sammie Barrett was everything he'd ever wanted and she was so close he could and had, tasted her. She wanted him bad which was good because he wanted her more. Something about her made him whole again, made him feel better, greater. Those moments when he'd been inside her had thrown all of his other liaisons into the wilderness, no other woman had ever existed. 

He'd never been so hot, so hard, so involved. She was the sun around which he orbited. Lost in thought Jake didn't realise he wasn't alone and as she spoke he winced, wrenched as he was from his thoughts,

"If you hurt her, I will chop you into little tiny pieces."

Jake turned and saw Sophia pour herself a glass of water. He blinked and she smiled sarcastically before drinking the entire glass, 

"I'm serious. I like you Jake. We've been friends for a long time. But if you hurt her in any way you will rue the day."

Jake gulped, Sophia was beautiful, sexy and undoubtedly dangerous. If she wanted to cause him pain she could and would. 

"Soph, I don't want to hurt her. I want to make her happy."

"How? You planning on marrying her? Making babies? Setting up house?"

Jake paused, wanting to shout out yes to everything but fearful, 

"Soph, I just want her to be happy."

Sophia stalked towards him, empty glass in hand and he balked, 

"Like I said Jake, you hurt her you pay for it. She loves you. She might have loved you for years and whilst I'm all about the quick fuck I don't think she is. Be careful, I don't think you want to hurt her, and I don't really want to hurt you!"

Jake snatched the glass from her hand and placed it on the counter,

"Soph, I won't ever hurt her either but damn it, I don't know what she wants!"

Sophia grinned and Jake saw her as the indomitable woman she was. Clad in her underwear, beautiful, sexy, dominant and yet not even rating a stiffy,

"So ask her Jake. Be a man. What have you got to lose?"

...

The drive home was fruitful. Rosie was hungover but the introduction of a motorway station bacon roll worked wonders. She was still riding the Jake and Sammie wave and as Sophia glowered at Jake through the rear-view mirror she waxed lyrical about the benefit of their hook up.

"You could actually be my sister!! That would be awesome Samurai! I always wanted a sister and your brother sucks as a sibling so it would be perfect... think about it?"

Jake bristled,

"And what if Sammie doesn't want to be with me Rosie. Thought about that?"

Rosie laughed,

"You're hot Jake. Even I see that. She'd be mad not too!"

Sammie tensed in her seat, uncomfortable with the conversation. Sophia was unreasonably quiet and Jake... Jake just wasn't himself. He glanced at her and smiled weakly. Her discomfort making him bilious. 

"Rosie!! How about not pimping your brother out? Maybe he was just being nice? Did you think about that? Maybe he was just being chivalrous and helping me out?"

Rosie sniffed and glared at Sammie, 

"I'm just looking out for you Sammie!"

Sammie bristled at the lack of her nickname hating that her best friend was pissed off at her,

"I know that Rosie Puds and I love you for it but the party is over and we are going home. Jake did a lovely thing and I owe him for it but you can't force people together. Sometimes you have to just things be and if they work, they work. I'm fine Rosie, honestly!"

Rosie mumbled and Sophia hugged her, smiling at Jake in the driver's mirror.

...

As they dropped Sophia off Sammie got out the car to hug her. Her friend swept her up in her arms and Sammie felt the tears spill down her cheeks,

"He cares Sammie. Believe that!"

Sammie clutched at her and Sophia kissed her cheek, 

"I sort of... threatened him and well, he didn't back down. He likes you Sammie. Ride the wave."

Sammie blanched as Sophia swept her bag out of the boot and sashayed into her flat.

Buckling her seat belt, Jake glanced at Sammie as she turned to Rosie, caught between the two most important women in his life,

"Rosie puds... Pizza or Curry?"

Jake laughed as his hanging sister mumbled "Pizza with everything!" from the back seat before falling asleep.

...

Thankfully they got home late and each of them went to bed quickly. Jake lay there, his thoughts whirring around his head. He liked her, hell, he might just love her, but what could he offer her? At 30 he had one failed relationship and a long line of one night stands to his credit. He adored the girl she had once been and was really attracted to the woman she was now but how did you know? 

He'd thought that he loved Olivia and that had crashed and burned and now... now he had a taste of Sammie, Olivia didn't even register. But what next? Marriage was premature, especially considering they hadn't even had sex yet. He liked her and shit, he wanted to date her, find out more about her... but what next. There were no guarantees. 

His sister and her best friend would kill him if he hurt her and Jake smiled as he imagined Sammie taking her own revenge. Sammie knew the score but did he? Was fucking her really worth the emotional fall out?

...

Sleep came swiftly and Sammie dreamt of babies. Twin boys with her colouring and Jake's features. Waking abruptly she winced, what the hell?! Babies were so not on her radar and this thing with her and Jake was practically a joke. Bundling into her pillows Sammie took a deep breath and prayed for a peaceful sleep.

...

"Helen's Cafe. 1pm. No excuses"

Sammie read the text and smiled, Sophia was now in the know and nothing would stop her. Walking towards the cafe, Sammie winced, knowing that she was walking towards a level of honesty she probably wasn't ready for. 

Finding Sophia, she sat, her Caramel Latte ready and waiting for her. Within seconds, Helen sat down beside Sophia and they both stared at her. Sophia spoke first.

"Here's how I see it Sammie. You like him. He likes you. I'm guessing you haven't done the deed yet and I think you should. Don't commit yourself until you know what he's packing. So as much as I fear you getting hurt, I have to trust that you know best." 

Helen grinned and Sammie wondered what the hell was coming next, 

"If he hurts you I will destroy him, "

Helen nodded vigorously and momentarily Sammie feared for Jake,

"But I trust you enough to believe you know what you're doing so..." 

Sophia took a sip of her coffee and Sammie almost died inside, 

"Helen and I are going to Paris for the weekend, you know, eat lots of government endorsed cheese, take in the art and go to the Crazy Horse... and I thought that Rosie might enjoy the break..."

Sammie gasped,

"It would give you and Jake a bit of time alone to see what you really felt about each other wouldn't it?"

Sammie stared at Sophia as Helen grinned, 

"I think she means that you can screw each other blind without interruptions!"

Sammie drained her latte and set the cup down,

"Soph, you may be friend ever in the history of the world."

Sophia turned to Helen and winked before turning to Sammie, 

"You know it babe... and you owe me! Which means I'll want details!"

...

The days dragged and Jake memorised every second he had with Sammie. Rosie was always there, eating breakfast, drinking coffee, just there. Not one date, not one night out, he been forced to sit there as they watched TOWIE and Masterchef and Eastenders and Holby. 

He could have avoided it all but the lure of Sammie's scent was too alluring. Finally on Thursday night as the duff duff duff of the Eastenders theme tune echoed through the flat Rosie stood and announced her need to pack,

"Samurai... I need you!"

Jake sat as Sammie stood, turning to him as she spoke, 

"Rosie is going to Paris with Sophia for the weekend."

Reigning himself in from the shock, Jake felt his cock pulse in exultation.

"Sounds like fun."

Rosie grinned and Jake stared at Sammie, whose eyes were dark as she stared at him. Rosie shimmied, 

"I can't wait! Going to get my Parisian freak on!"

Jake laughed, 

"You and me both!"

... 

As Rosie slammed the door behind her, Jake and Sammie stared at each other. Jake felt every nerve in his body tense as he stared at her, wanting to leap off the sofa and take her, yet knowing he had to take her leave. He strained, hearing his sister get in the car and it drive off and he watched as Sammie relaxed, the subtle change in her posture making his cock twitch,

"So..."

Jake was up and upon her in seconds, his mouth hovering over hers as his hands mapped her body. Sammie shivered and Jake swept his hands up her back, hoping to calm her despite his rampant desires,

"Now Jake... Take me to bed!"

...

Sammie almost swooned at Jake swept her into his arms and charged into his bedroom, his strength and desire for her written across his face. Placing her on his bed, he started to strip, his movements economic as he pulled his tee from his body and unzipped his jeans, standing naked and wanting before her within seconds. 

"Baby... you need to take your clothes off... 

I'll lose it if I do it..."

Sammie knelt and slowly pulled her top off revealing her bra. She slowly pulled down her yoga pants, revelling in the hiss of his breath as she revealed her thong and leant back to shuck them from her body. Naked, his cock pressing against his stomach, Jake stared down at her, her body clad in nothing but utilitarian underwear and grit his teeth, hoping to stop his cock spewing forth. 

"NOW!!"

Sammie slid her panties down and sat on her knees unclipping her bra and flinging it across his room. Settling back on the pillows, she smiled, raising her arms out to him, naked and unashamed as he stared down at her, her body aroused and wet for him. Jake bit back the urge to thrust deep and settled himself over her, shivering as his erection buffered against her stomach. He kissed her mouth, slowly, lavishly and felt her tremble beneath him.

"Now Jake... Please!"

He kissed her, muffling her pleas and started a slow trail down her body, licking and kissing every inch of her skin. He laved her nipples, sucking and biting her as she bucked against him, her cries music to his ears. He licked down her stomach, long strokes up her inner thighs moving closer and closer to her cunt. Sammie cried out, her fingers clutching his hair as he teased her, sucking her pussy lips into his mouth before moving up to kiss her stomach,

"Please Jake... I'm ready. Stop dragging it out!" 

He huffed out a laugh and settled his mouth over her clit, sucking hard as she squealed, his tongue lavishly sweeping across her. His thumbs pulled her wide and he licked deep, tasting her creaminess as she bucked beneath him. He mumbled as he thrust his tongue inside her, feeling her needy pussy clutch against him and returned to sweep his tongue against her clit, revelling in the undulations of her body,

"Please Jake... Take me!"

Jake fastened his mouth to her moist slit and sucked her, his tongue flicking the sensitive bud as his fingers reached up to tweak her nipples. Sammie cried out as he sucked harder, feeling the taut skin between his lips and as she bucked and cried beneath him, spilling her orgasm into his mouth. 

Jake fed from her, hungry for more. As she shivered, he pressed two fingers inside her pussy and thrust, lapping at her clit as she pulled his hair, trying to still him as she pressed him closer. Her thighs wrapped around his head as he licked her, his mouth clinging to her thigh, her mound, her clit. He ate her, latching on as she bucked beneath him , screaming and squealing her delight. 

Jake heard his blood thumping through his veins as Sammie's thighs pressed against his ear, holding him tight. He held her arse, lifting her to sweep his tongue into her pussy, to lap her juices into his mouth. Glancing up, Jake saw her, her head thrown back as she plucked at her nipples, undulating against his tongue and felt his spine tingle with his orgasm. 

His balls hitched and Jake felt his body tense, the roar of blood in his ears as his cock filled, ready to spray his cum into her. No way was he going to get to fuck her the way he wanted, he didn't have the time. Jake sucked her clit and licked up her body, squeezing her tits together and sucking them hard. 

She cried out and Jake kissed them, murmuring words of adoration as he moved up her prone body to take her mouth. Kissing her, his tongue melding with hers, Jake relaxed, and felt his cock tighten against her cleft. He rocked, thrusting his tongue into her mouth as Sammie clung to him, whimpering as her pussy leaked her juices on to the bed. 

"I'm going to cum Sammie... I wanted to cum in you but I can't wait... can't hold out..."

Sammie gripped his arse and rocked against him, her creamy cunt slipping against his cock and making him crazy,

"Come on me Jake. Come on my pussy. Come on my tits."

He heaved air into his lungs,

"I wanted to come inside you Sammie... I wanted to make you mine..."

She squeezed him, her thighs tight around his hips as he bucked and leaked onto her stomach, 

"I am yours Jake. Come for me, mark me, let it go"

Jake groaned as his cock surged, spraying ribbon after ribbon of cum over her skin. She dug her nails into his arse and he spurted again, higher this time and marking her breasts as she sighed, sliding one hand up to rub his ejaculate into her skin. 

He shuddered, aching as his body tensed, trying to keep his weight off her as his cock pumped another wave of spunk onto her body. Sammie groaned and slid her hand between her legs, rubbing his cum into her pussy, the wetness of her arousal loud in the air.

Jake slumped, his balls empty and his cock waning as she stroked herself, her fingers thrusting deep, pushing his cum inside her pussy, He wanted to look at her but didn't yet have the energy and after a moment he lifted his head and watched as she sucked her fingers clean.

Jake revelled in her sexuality, of her lust for him and stared as she swept her fingers back down into her pussy to sweep up more of their juices before offering them to him. Jake opened his mouth and sucked her deep, tasting their orgasms on his tongue, her sweetness against his saltiness and felt his cock twitch back into life. Withdrawing her fingers, Sammie lavishly licked each one clean as he rested between her thighs, 

"Just think Jake... How good is going to feel when you actually fuck me?"

Jake growled and rubbed his face between her tits, shivering as she hugged him, pressing her breasts closer to his face, almost smothering him in her warm flesh, 

"Give me ten minutes baby and I'll blow your mind!"

Sammie moved down the bed, pressing her face against his and kissing him, her lips firm against his as Jake tried to calm himself,

"Jake... you are already the best sex of my life. Anything more is a bonus!"

Jake laughed, pushing his tongue deep as his cock hardened, 

"Then prepare yourself Sammie... I'm not stopping until you are screaming my name as I'm as deep inside you as it is possible to be!"

Sammie shivered and wrapped her thighs around him, pressing his burgeoning cock against her wetness,

"Two day... three nights... Bring. It. On!"



Room Mates Pt. 11



Jake reached over to grab a handful of condoms from his bedside cabinet, settling back into the cradle of Sammie's body. 

"Gotta be prepared baby."

"Like a boy scout?"

Laughing, Jake stroked his palm up her thigh, enjoying the soft trembling of her body, 

"Something like that."

Kissing her he felt the same tremors as his tongue danced with her and gentled his lips. Sammie was shaking in his arms and whilst he wanted to think it was excitement Jake was smart enough to see it for what is really was - nerves.

For all of her bravado Sammie was scared. He wanted to reassure her, tell her he'd never hurt her and that she meant the world to him but words were cheap, especially when they were naked, wrapped around each other and sticky with each other's orgasms. 

Instinctively he knew that pulling away from her would hurt... so he kissed her again, rolling her onto her side and rubbing her back. Her trembling slowed and she relaxed into him. Jake sighed into her mouth, relieved to have her settled but something was nagging in his head. Sammie wrapped her thigh over his and he felt all cognitive thought begin to slip away,

"Hold that thought Sammie. Gotta pee!"

She pouted sweetly and laughed,

"I'll be here Jake. Just remember to put the seat down!"

Poking his tongue out at her Jake headed to the bathroom.

...

Sammie was an anomaly. Sweet and shy, sexually inexperienced in so many ways, and guileless. Jake loved that about her, her body reacted to him telling him what he needed to know before she'd even opened her mouth. And that was just it, when she opened her mouth... shit. 

Even thinking about the way she sucked his cock made his temperature spike, the eager way she went down on him, the noises she made. Jake had had enough head in his lifetime to know that Sammie wasn't faking her enthusiasm for the act, she obviously loved it. Which made him curious. 

Jake had known Sammie quite well when they were teenagers, they'd been friends for fucks sake and yeah, he'd wanked over her off and on for years. 

Now... he realised he knew very little about the woman she was. Other than the fact that she loved him touching her and seemed incredibly adept at making him hard with little more than a look. He still thought she was sweet and shy and all of the same things he'd liked about her before but for the first time in his adult life, Jake wanted to know the woman he was about to fuck. Sammie wasn't some random chick he could turf out in the morning and forget about.

Sighing, Jake splashed his face with water and headed back to her, hoping his cock would forgive him for what he was about to do.

...

"You want to take me out for a date?! Now?!"

Sammie sat up in his bed, the duvet clasped to her breasts and a look of confusion on her flushed face,

"Not right now Sammie. Tomorrow. I know it sounds strange considering that we're finally alone and naked and horny. I wish I could explain it better but I'd really like to start this right. It's not that I don't want to fuck you... because I really, really do, "

They both stared as his cock, hard against his stomach and dribbling fluid,

"I can see that Jake..."

Jake reached for his boxers and slipped them on,

"Just go with me on this Sammie... please. Just one day. I want to wake up with you in my bed and just hang out. Can we... can we do that?"

Sammie peeled away the duvet and stood and Jake thought she was going to run. So when she pulled her top back on and shimmied back into her knickers and climbed back into his bed he wanted to punch the air. She patted the space next to her and stared at him, the hint of a smile on her lips, 

"Come on then Jake. Sleepy time. The sooner we go to sleep, the sooner it will be tomorrow and you can woo me."

Roaring with laughter, Jake leapt onto the bed, bouncing slightly as he landed and caught her in his arms for a chaste kiss,

"I know I must sound totally mad Sammie..."

"You sound like a loon Jake but I have to say that it's all a bit mysterious and romantic. I may not be able to get to sleep with the excitement!"

Jake turned off the bedside light and curled up behind her, willing his erection into slumber.

"Goodnight Sammie. See you in the morning."

Sammie snored gently and he grinned, following her shortly after.

...

"Wakey wakey baby! It's Date Day!!"

Squinting Sammie gratefully took the mug of coffee Jake handed her and sipped it, wincing as he opened the curtains and the sunshine blasted in.

"Drink up Sammie. We have a busy day today, lots to see and do! Anything can happen today!"

She laughed at his enthusiasm, remembering him like this as a teenager. Everything then was an adventure in waiting and Jake had frequently lured her and Rosie away from the television to go skateboarding or rock climbing or god forbid, paintball. Rosie usually bailed out halfway through but Sammie kept up, grateful to have time alone with her crush. And now she had a whole day!

Draining her coffee and stretching she yelped as he pulled her into his arms and spun her out before twirling her back in again.

"Oh god... I forgot you were a morning person..."

Jake laughed, dancing her towards the door,

"Shower and breakfast baby. Dress casual and wear comfortable shoes."

"And bossy... How could I forget bossy?!"

Jake kissed her, a hot riot of tongue and Sammie moaned,

"We could always go back to bed Jake... have a cheeky little lie in?"

Jake cocked his head at her and tutted,

"Any more of that young lady and I'll think you're only interested in my body!"

Sammie flinched, 

"No! God no! Jake... I... I didn't mean like that! I... Shit!"

Jake hugged her, 

"It's okay Sammie. I'm only joking. And it is a very tempting idea..."

Waggling his eyebrows he comically leered at the bed but Sammie couldn't bring herself to laugh.

"Stop it Jake! I'm being serious!" Jake stilled, his eyes locked onto hers. He looked so surprised she couldn't help herself from stepping forward and taking his hands in her own, "This is about more than just sex for me Jake. You need to know that! I don't really know what's gotten into me lately,"

Jake choked as he tried to bite back his laugh and Sammie rolled her eyes as she realised her unintentional double entendre,

"Okay I asked for that one, but I mean it, I'm not a sexual person normally, I don't do this. I don't flirt or tease and I have never done the things that we've done. I just like being around you Jake."

"I like being around you too Sammie..."

She squeezed his hands and he paused,

"What I'm trying to say is that we don't have to have sex Jake... ever. I don't want you to think I'm using you. Do you understand? If what's happened up till now is all we'll have physically then I'm okay with that."

Jake growled,

"I'm fucking not! Christ Sammie! "

He took a deep breath and rested his head against hers, kissing her hair,

"I appreciate your concerns baby but I happen to like the fact that you're a sexual freak around me. And if you want to objectify any part of my anatomy I'm as happy as hell about it. But right now you need to get ready for a day of fun. Sex is totally off the menu. Think wine, dine, no 69!"

Sammie smiled and released his hands, heading back to her room. As her door closed Jake released his breath,

"Tonight however... "

...

Standing in front of the post modernist installation Sammie craned her neck to try and work out what it was. For over an hour she and Jake had wandered through the Tate Modern hand in hand simultaneously looking and laughing at the pieces on display. Some works were brilliant and they'd oohed and aahed before moving onto to something less... inspiring. 

Jake had admitted that he was clueless about art but that he knew Sammie liked to paint and draw. She'd rolled her eyes and laughed, calling him sentimental and sappy and he'd pouted.

Watching now as Jake adopted a terrible French accent and waved his arms in front of an almost totally blank canvas, daubed with slashes of yellow and green, waxing lyrical about "Ze artist was a genius non? He captures ze freedom of ze subject without depicting a damn thing!" Sammie felt her sides shudder as tears fell from her eyes. 

It felt joyful to be there with him, being silly and charming and sweet. Sammie felt like it was a proper date and allowed herself to dream as he led her off to one of the video installation rooms. 

Pitch dark, they watched as a bizarre black and white film played on a loop, a man dressed as a unicorn pacing towards the camera before turning and trotting off screen. Again and again he paced and trotted and they remained still, Jake pressed behind her, his arms around her waist as people wandered in and out.

"Now this is fucking weird Sammie! Even I know that!"

Sammie turned her head, 

"Jake! Art is all just subjective. To you it's weird but to someone else it's a masterpiece!"

He snorted and buried his face in her neck to muffle his laughter,

"It's just fucking weird baby and that's the truth!"

"Then why have we been standing here for ten minutes?"

"Because I happen to like holding you in my arms Sammie. Alone in the dark..." 

He snuffled into her neck, sending her into another fit of giggles and groaned as his hands reached up to cup her tits over her t shirt.

"JAKE!! Stop that!"

"Never! Now stop squirming and tell me how this is considered a masterpiece."

Sammie smiled in the dark, so much for sex being totally off the menu. Jake's hands where now underneath her shirt, rubbing her nipples through her bra and as she slowly started walking backwards he hissed as her arse brushed his cock.

The room was larger than she'd expected and as Jake's back met the wall she squeezed her eyes tight, trying to focus in the gloom. As far as she could tell they were alone but as Jake peeled back the lace cups of her bra and plucked her nipples Sammie found she didn't care.

"Now these... these I could happily look at for hours."

She whimpered and Jake removed one of his hands to gently place over her mouth, groaning as she kissed his palm, licking his skin.

"Can you be quiet for a little bit longer baby?"

Sammie nodded and laughed at her stupidity,

"How much longer?"

She felt Jake shudder and heard the pop of him unbuttoning his fly. His fingers squeezed her breast, tweaking her nipple between his fingers and she felt his knuckle hurriedly brush against her bottom.

"Not... long... Sammie. Almost... done..."

Sammie spun around and found his mouth in the dark, her hand covering his as he frantically worked his cock. She opened her coat to shield them as Jake trembled under her fingers,

"Close Sammie... Fuck... I didn't... think this... through!"

She lifted her shirt and bent slightly, pressing her stomach against his knuckle. Jake hissed as he came, his cock anointing her skin and Sammie stood, swallowing the noise with her mouth. Anyone entering the room would assume they were making out and as Jake calmed Sammie turned her head. Aside from Unicorn man they were alone. 

Jake rebuttoned and lifted her tee to flick each of her nipples with his tongue before repositioning her bra and top. Aside from the small stain that she knew would be apparent on her tummy and the scent of ejaculate in the air they looked completely respectable. Jake kissed her and pulled her out of the room, almost running through the gallery as he laughed. It wasn't until they climbed aboard the small ferry that would take them across the Thames to the Tate Britain that he spoke, pulling her into his arms for a passionate kiss,

"I'm really sorry about that Sammie but I just couldn't control myself. Was getting uncomfortable wandering around with a hard on."

He grinned and she couldn't help laughing at him,

"But that... Jake! You could have been arrested! One minute you're taking the piss and the next... you're taking yourself in hand...?"

"What can I tell you baby? Unicorns obviously make me horny!"

...

They wandered around the Britain far more sedately. Jake held her hand as she stood before the Masters and only made the occasional lewd comment whenever they gazed up at a renaissance nude. After a stroll down to Chinatown they stopped for sushi at a tiny little restaurant Jake had been to before. As they ate they chatted about nothing, Jake laughing at what some people considered art and Sammie trying to play devil's advocate and failing. She tried to berate him for his public act of self affection and they both fell apart, earning disparaging looks from the other diners. As she chewed she felt truly happy, just hanging out with someone who meant the world to her. Nothing could ruin Date Day.

"So, what happened with Richard? Why did it end?"

Sammie almost choked on a piece of salmon.

"Where did that come from?"

"From wanking to wankers... not that far a stretch really. And I'm interested Sammie. Not so much in him, but in you. Rosie hated him but she always said you seemed happy whenever I spoke to her."

"And you spoke about me often Jake? Did you ask or did she tell?"

Draining her glass of water she held her breath hoping desperately he admit to the former. He shrugged,

"Does it matter Sammie? Come on spill. I told you my tale of woe..."

Sammie sagged, so much for a perfect day. Richard was not a subject she wanted to discuss especially with Jake but he had a point. He had been open and honest and she'd kept her secrets to herself.

"How much do you want to know?"

Jake sat forward, leaning on his forearms and stared at her.

"Everything baby."

... 

Sammie told him the whole sad tale, how they'd met when she was 21 and ended up living together and engaged by 24. That she'd never really loved him but that she'd never really had a good enough reason to leave. On paper, Richard was perfect. The son of a friend of her parents, he hadn't been particularly into her either. Reasonably wealthy, great job in the city, nice manners. Attractive but not jaw droppingly so. Jake had laughed in disbelief that she could sell herself so short and Sammie shrugged. Both their families were thrilled although once they'd split her father had expressed his relief that he hadn't had to stand up when the vicar asked if anyone had any objection to the union. 

Richard hadn't wanted to marry her anymore than she wanted to marry him. Having spent 3 years in America he wanted the glitz and glamour but had been summoned back to the UK by his overbearing father, fearful of his only son running off with an actress.

"Just think, he and Olivia could have had your happily ever after!"

Sammie scoffed, 

"Only if she was a dynamo in the bedroom!"

Jake had reached for her hand and Sammie sighed.

"He told me that he could put up with the rest of my faults, that I was dull company and had no personality but that he couldn't stay with anyone who was as bad in bed as I was." 

Jake gripped her hand and she winced,

"Fucker!! Wait till I get my hands on the little prick!"

Sammie smiled sadly,

"No need Jake. Honestly. What's done is done. I'm glad really. Glad he's out of my life."

"But to say that to you... and it's all lies! You are amazing, smart, funny, beautiful... sexy... Ooops I went there again didn't I?!"

Sammie had wanted to lean over and kiss him for trying to make her laugh so that's exactly what she did. Jake paid the bill and they wandered up to the tube, his arm around her shoulder.

"Jake..."

He smiled down at her,

"It was more than just that. With Richard I mean."

He tensed, holding her tighter but not slowing his pace,

"He never hurt me or did anything... horrible. But he did control me. What I wore, what I ate, where I went. I lost most of my friends because he didn't like them, didn't think they were good enough for me. The only reason Sophia and Rosie stuck around was because he was scared of them."

Jake mumbled and Sammie stopped, reaching up to stroke his cheek,

"Say what?"

"Just that Rosie has always been nuts and Sophia... she's scary enough to make a man lose his erection!"

She snorted and Jake turned to kiss her hand,

"So why did you stay with him for so long? Why would you put up with that?"

"At the time I didn't know that it was odd. He was my first boyfriend and all of my friends changed when they got into relationships so I thought it was normal. That they changed because they were told to. And when I finally twigged that it was just me, I was sort of embedded. We were engaged, had a mortgage and as bad as it sounds, I was used to it. And when he dumped me, it's almost like I had to start over. Everything I thought was right was only right for him and I've had to learn who I am and what I want out of life. Thank god for Rosie taking me in and looking out for me."

"My sister, patron saint of tequila and one-night stands! I'm just glad I came back home when I did. Lord knows what you'd be up to otherwise."

They headed down into the tube and Sammie stood one step up from him on the escalator, eye to eye,

"About that... Everything that's happened between us Jake. I wanted that. I want that. But I've never been in this situation before and I feel a bit out of my depth sometimes..."

Jake pressed his face to hers, 

"Everything you've done so far has been perfect. I mean, aside from the long drawn out aspect which has been murder... but you've been amazing so don't get scared!"

"I'm getting the blame for the foreplay? How is that fair!"

They heard the tube arrive and ran hand in hand into the carriage just as the doors closed. Enclosing her in the cocoon of his warm body, Jake sighed as she wrapped her arms around his waist,

"I'm not complaining baby, I've loved every second but I'm glad you told me. I was beginning to wonder why you went from vestal virgin to sexual dynamo at the flick of your clit."

Sammie gasped and buried her face in his chest, laughing and muttering as she squeezed him tighter.

"In English if you don't mind baby."

She gazed up at him and the blush that covered her face heated his blood, 

"Kindle! I read a lot of erotica and some of it might have sparked my imagination and personality at times..."

"You read lady porn!!"

She squeaked as several people turned to stare. Sammie's embarrassment faded as several female passengers grinned at her and one even waved her kindle in Sammie's direction.

"You liked some of the things I've learnt from lady porn or do you need a reminder?"

"I fucking loved your lady porn demonstrations but that may have had more to do with you than what you did. But I'm more than happy to lay back and let you work through your fantasy bucket list!"

Sammie laughed and as they exited the tube and walked into the evening air, arms wrapped around each other she was glad that Jake had asked her about Richard, glad to have it out in the open. 

Again as if he read her thoughts, Jake stopped and pulled her in for a kiss,

"Whatever happens next Sammie, it's just you and me. You don't need to be someone you're not and you don't need to try to impress me... because believe me, I've been impressed with you since we were kids. So what do you think... shall we roll Date Day into Date Night and see where the mood takes us? I'll just be Jake and you can be just Sammie."

She laughed, 

"And what if I want to be you?"

She shrieked as she ran, giggling as he chased her down the street and snorted as he caught her in his arms, swinging her around like a little kid.

"You don't get to be me baby but if you're really nice to me I might let you do me. How's that?"

Sammie wrapped her legs around his waist and kissed him, glad to be free of the shrug of her old self.

"I am really really nice Jake. And we've had such a brilliant day and I think I'd quite like it if you took me home and had your way with me. If that's okay..."




Room Mates Pt. 11



Jake lifted her hips, swinging her over his shoulder in a fireman's lift and playfully swatted her arse.

"You read my mind baby. Home it is although be warned, my expectations have raised exponentially with your lady porn revelation!"

Sammie reached down to squeeze his arse and snorted as he returned the favour. Lord know what they looked like, Jake practically running down the road as they mauled each other's buttocks like a pair of horny lovers desperate for some privacy. Which Sammie guessed they were. 

"Hurry up Jake... Come on man!"

Jake huffed comically, 

"And you call me bossy! Anyone would think you wanted to get me alone!"

"Alone, naked and horny. Wasn't that where we left it last night? I may be dressed and with you but the horny part burns strong and unlike some of us I haven't come since last night. So it's only fair."

"So I owe you one? Is that what you're trying to say baby?"

"One, three, seven... I want to lose count. However, whenever, whatever. Technically Jake, date day was your choice so date night is too. So whatever you want to do next is good with me..."

"Hold tight Sammie!"

She screamed into the early evening light, chuckling as Jake held her hips and sprinted home.



Room Mates Pt. 12



Breathless Jake staggered into the flat with Sammie still over his shoulder. Maybe running up three flights of stairs had seemed romantic and manly at the time but it certainly wasn't clever. Jake had planned on breaking a sweat with her in his arms but not quite like this. 

Setting her down, Jake felt the tension in the air as their eyes met. This really was IT. Fuck or flee. Sammie had answered his questions, they'd had a great day together and Jake really wanted to make tonight incredible. In his mind they were always destined to end up in bed, and now seemed like the perfect time. No partners, no distractions and a shit load of chemistry. 

He smiled down at her, her pupils huge and her breath ragged. Reaching out to cup her breast, Jake felt the hard pebble of her nipple and stroked it with his thumb.

Sammie sighed and Jake stooped to kiss her neck, smiling as she moaned with pleasure. He loved the sounds she made. Tilting his neck he opened his mouth over her pulse point and sucked her gently wondering what noise she'd make this time. 

Sammie yawned. Shit! Not the reaction he'd hoped for. Pulling back from her Sammie scrunched her brow and grabbed his hand, placing it back over her shirt and Jake kissed her, squeezing her tit as he licked into her mouth. She arched into him moaning softly and he cupped her bottom, pulling her close, feeling her body meld against his.

Turning his head, Jake changed the angle of his kiss and was rewarded with another yawn.

"Am I boring you baby?!"

Sammie rubbed her eyes, "No! Not at all. Keep kissing me Jake, I'll be okay!"

He shook his head dotingly and scooped her up in his arms.

"Time for bed I think Sammie."

Sleepily Sammie buried her head in his neck as he opened her door,

"Finally!"

Putting her to bed Jake removed her boots, dropped a kiss on her forehead and turned for the door,

"What!!! Jake??? What the hell?"

"Sammie, babe, you're shattered! Have a nap and we'll go out later for some dinner. Okay?"

She sat up, her face a riot of indignation, 

"I am not a child...," another yawn, "I do not need to be put to bed by you Jake!. I was hoping you'd take me to bed but not quite like this..."

Jake lay down alongside her and smoothed her hair from her face,

"Baby... I did take you to bed. You were in the hallway and I took you to your bedroom."

"Don't be facetious Edwards. You know what I meant!"

He kissed her softly,

"I'm sorry Sammie. You're right, I'm a dick. But for once, I'm not planning on thinking with it. Get some sleep and when you can kiss me for two minutes without yawning we can pick up where we left off. How's that?"

"Stay with me?"

Jake toed off his shoes and crawled under the duvet. Sammie plastered herself against him and kissed him. He turned his head and stroked his tongue against hers, feeling his body tighten. As expected she yawned and one look from Jake was all it took for her to curl into his body.

"Okay. Just a little nap Jake and then..."

Sammie was asleep before she could finish the sentence.

...

Exactly how long did you let a woman sleep? He planned on keeping her up for most of the night so Jake figured half an hour probably wasn't long enough. Two espressos and weeks of foreplay had him wired and locked and loaded but Sammie obviously wasn't on the same page. 

He didn't want to rush her; he'd been waiting for this opportunity since he was 16 and didn't even really know what he wanted to do to her so he knew he could wait. Rosie was due back in 24 hours and whilst he didn't regret their day together Jake couldn't help but think that maybe this wasn't the right time. 

Shaking his head he looked in on Sammie, bundled into her duvet and snoring gently and headed off to the bathroom for a shower. 

...

Sammie stretched and reached out for him, disappointed to find herself alone. Dressed and alone. Again. Straining she heard the shower running and hurried out of bed, flinging her clothes behind her as she headed for the bathroom. 

Pausing outside the door, Sammie took a deep breath and exhaled. They'd already come so far but this... She wanted him inside her, to make love to her, to fuck her hard. She wanted all of the things she read about and heard her friends talk about and she wanted it all with Jake. So she was scared, scared of her inexperience, scared of finding out that Richard was right and she was frigid. Scared that she was naked outside the bathroom with no idea of what to do next. 

Exhaling, Sammie squared her shoulders and reached for the handle. She was sick of being scared and worrying about things she couldn't control. On the other side of the door was the man she'd adored for a decade, the man who had always made her feel special and confident and dammit, horny as hell. She loved him. And whilst he didn't love her he liked her a lot, seemed to love what she did to him. Smiling as an idea formed, Sammie pushed open the door.

Jake's arm was braced against the wall, his eyes closed as the water sluiced over his body. The scent of her shower gel filled the room as Sammie moved closer. His hand pumped his cock with an almost brutal rhythm but judging by the grim look on his face, he wasn't enjoying it. Opening the door Sammie stepped inside as he turned to her, his expression clearing.

"Sammie..."

She pulled him down for a kiss, silencing him with her tongue. Sammie covered his hand and gentled his strokes on his cock, smiling as he groaned and let go, allowing her to wrap her fingers around him. She tried to concentrate on her rhythm but as Jake lifted her leg over his and pressed against her pussy she gave up. 

He kneaded her arse, rubbing his cock through her spread lips, his mouth hard against hers. Sammie arched into him, her hands clinging to his neck and she sucked his tongue, her teeth nipping as his bottom lip. Jake held her thigh, thrusting against her, the thick heft of his erection sliding slickly back and forth against her clit.

Turning her away from the spray, Jake bent his head and sucked her neck, his cock never stopping its delicious massage as he gripped her breast in his hand, moving down to suck her into his mouth. Sammie cried out as he suckled her harder, taking her deeper, his tongue and teeth alternating between biting and laving her nipple. Her head fell back and she felt the tension coil between her thighs. 

Jake relinquished her tit and reached behind her to slide his fingers into her cunt, his cock still rubbing against her clit as he entered her from behind. Sammie bucked as his fingers penetrated her and it took everything she had to press her hands to his chest and push him away. 

He grunted as his fingers slipped from her body and Sammie leant up to kiss his mouth, smiling shyly as she slid to her knees, taking his cock into her mouth. 

Whatever words Jake had planned to say died on his lips as she gazed up at him, licking the crown before opening to suck him harder. Holding on to his taut buttocks, Sammie took him deeper, pressing her tongue to the underside of his erection as she rocked back and forth. 

In this position she was able to take him into her throat and Jake roared as her lips kissed his groin. His hands delved into her hair, his neck tense as he tried to hold still. Pulling back Sammie kissed his tip, lapping him as he started to leak onto her tongue. She felt his hands tighten on her scalp but he didn't force her down on him and as a reward Sammie pressed forward, loving the feel of his dick filling her mouth. 

Increasing her suction she gripped his arse and held him closer as her lips tightened around him, her tongue caressing every inch. She heard him call her name as he tried to push her away but she held firm, her fingers flexing on his arse as he spilled into her mouth, bucking as she relaxed her lips around him. Moments passed and Jake stared down at her as she kissed his flagging cock, rubbing her face against his hip and massaging his arse. Without a word Sammie stood shakily and left the shower, reaching out her hand for him to follow. 

...

"Baby... we're wet... We'll make a mess of your bed..."

Sammie pushed Jake onto his back, her duvet askew from her earlier dash to the bathroom,

"That's what you're thinking about Jake?!"

Grinning she straddled his waist and stretched her arms up to wring out her hair, showering his chest with droplets of water. Scooting back Sammie bent down to kiss one of his nipples, more out of curiosity than seduction and was gratified to hear his hiss. Emboldened she took it gently between her teeth and pulled, licking the tiny bud as she released him. 

Already she felt him growing between her legs and she wriggled against his tumescent flesh, pressing her breasts against his stomach as she kissed across his torso to suck his other nipple.

"Fuck the bed!"

Jake flipped her over and covered her body with his, every inch of her surrounded by his hot, damp skin. He kissed her, one hand bracing his weight as his other held her thigh allowing him to slide perfectly into the bracket of her body. 

He thrust gently against her, his cock now fully erect and slipping through her parted folds, hitting her in all the best places. Sammie hummed as Jake kissed down her collarbone and squeezed her breasts together, flicking his tongue over her nipples before licking down to tongue the sensitive undersides. 

Her entire body was taut as Jake sucked her, his fingers idly brushing her nipples and she spread her thighs wider, desperately bucking against him as he teased her clit.

"Please! I don't need foreplay Jake, I just need you!"

Jake lifted his head and rested his chin on the pillow of her breasts, his eyes sparkling in the evening light,

"You want me to stop baby?"

Sammie wanted to howl as he sucked a turgid nipple into his mouth as he gazed up at her, obviously content to torment her further, 

"Jake! Damn you Edwards. I want you to start!"

He must have heard the need in her voice because one second he was errantly tonguing her beaded nipple and the next he was on his feet, Sammie stared as he strode towards the door, his cock shiny with arousal. He paused at the door, 

"Condoms... I'll be right back"

Faltering Sammie sat up on her elbows and took a deep breath, 

"I want to feel you Jake... just you."

He raised his brows, 

"Sammie... are you sure?"

"I'm sure Jake. I'm safe and clean. If you'd rather use something though... it's okay, but if not..."

Jake covered her again, pressing her back gently into the cushion of her pillows as he kissed her neck, slowly and luxuriously moving up to her ear,

"Just you baby. Only with you. I'm clean Sammie, you don't have to worry. I've never been inside a woman naked before. I want you so bad," he kissed her mouth, sweeping his tongue inside to wrap around her own, "Are you really sure baby? I can be back in 60 seconds?"

Sammie wrapped her calves around his arse and her arms around his neck, trapping him in her embrace,

"The only place I need you to be in 60 seconds Jake is inside me. Just as you are."

"Well okay then. I'm enough of a gentleman to give a lady what she wants."

He winked and Sammie shook her head, 

"And you somehow think that you're a gentleman now? Suffering from illusions of grandeur now are we?"

Her teasing ceased as Jake breached her cunt with his cock, pushing the head inside and robbing her of the ability to speak. She stared up at him, his teeth bared as he pressed forward, millimetres at a time, 

"Jake... you promised you wouldn't tease me..."

"I'm not teasing you baby, I'm savouring the moment. You feel so perfect around my cock... never been inside a woman naked like this before..."

Sammie reached up to stroke his face and Jake kissed her palm, licking circles on her skin as he slowly rotated his hips, pushing deeper.

"Tell me Jake. Talk to me."

Jake heaved air into his lungs, his chest expanding as he kept the same teasingly slow rhythm, still not enough halfway home.

"You're so soft Sammie... So wet and warm and tight." 

She nodded up at him and he shivered as she clenched around him, 

"I want to bury myself inside you baby... so badly... God, so much!"

Sammie arched her back to force him deeper but he pulled back, keeping himself buried halfway,

"Baby! I want you more than I've ever wanted anything..."

She groaned and clamped around him again, wriggling into the mattress, 

"You can have me Jake! Just please... do it now!"

He frowned and if she hadn't been looking into his eyes and seen the emotion there Sammie may have doubted his words, 

"Sammie... we've waited so long for this moment, " another tiny trust, "Let's not rush it!"

She sighed as he rocked his hips and his cock brushed her aching clit, 

"Don't exaggerate man! It's been a few weeks... "

Jake withdrew, only the head of his cock now nestled between her lips and pressed down, his face millimetres from hers, 

"Years Sammie. I've waited years to feel you fall apart beneath me."

She almost sobbed as he plunged forward, moving deeper than before but still not taking her wholly,

"Really?"

"Really. If I hadn't been so scared back then I would have been your first lover, " he pressed again sending her head reeling back into the pillows, her body desperate for him, "so now that I have you here, " he thrust harder on each word, "I... won't... be... rushed..."

Sammie shivered as his words took hold, 

"This is the first time Jake."

He shook his head sadly and kissed her lips gently,

"I wish it was baby... so very much."

Sammie pulled him down, her hand tight against the back of his neck and almost sobbed into his mouth, 

"Jake... This is the first time... for us. I've been waiting for you forever. Make me yours. " 

He roared as his hips pistoned forward, burying his cock fully inside. With their faces pressed so close, neither could truly see the other but their mutual cries as he finally filled her echoed throughout the room. Jake was still as Sammie sobbed at his penetration, dragging air into her lungs as her pussy fluttered around him.

"Finally..."

Jake held as still as a statue as Sammie clenched around him, slowly rocking her hips. He pulled back slowly and thrusted again, wrenching laboured another sob from her lips.

"You okay baby? Am I hurting you?"

Jake started to lift his weight off of her but she gripped him tighter and pulled him down for another kiss, sucking his tongue into her mouth with the same enthusiasm she had shown his cock earlier,

"I'm fine Jake... almost perfect."

He raised an eyebrow, 

"Almost...?"

Jake started to thrust, slowly and deeply and Sammie sobbed, her breasts bouncing with the harsh intake of her breath,

"I'm getting there Jake... you feel so good.. so deep inside me... so full...."

He grunted as she squeezed him and started a quicker rhythm, shorter strokes before slowing down, withdraw almost completely. On and on Jake fucked her, bringing her right to the peripheries of orgasm before changing his pace to draw out their pleasure. The tendons in his neck stood out in proud relief, a testament to what this was costing him but Jake never wavered. Each time he felt her cunt contract around him, he withdrew, altering the speed and depth of his penetration. 

"JAKE!!!!"

Sammie's eyes were huge in her face as she clamped her fingers around his head, centering him to her gaze, 

"Jake... you're killing me here!"

Jake laughed and dipped to kiss her quickly, fearful that anything more would end this too soon.

"But what a great way to die. Fuck the afterlife, I'm already in heaven!"

Sammie snorted and bucked up against him, forcing him deep. She cried out as his cock head hit home and felt her body begin to unravel. Giving in, Jake groaned and started fucking her in earnest, his hands tight on her buttocks as he dragged air into his chest and began pummelling her cunt.

"Take what you need baby... I want to make you cum... I want to feel you all around me..."

She couldn't speak, couldn't get enough air into her lungs to express a single word. Her hands on his neck and her thighs imprisoning his pounding hips were the only form of communication left.

"Sammie... Baby... can you come like this? Do you want me to rub your clit?"

Sammie shook her head and hitched her thighs even higher, changing the angle so his cock rasped against her clit firmly on every stroke. Faster and faster he pumped until she splintered , shrieking his name into the night air. Jake shuddered and slowed his pace, drawing out her orgasm out before driving hard again to push her into another one. 

"Fuck... Jake... baby... Oh mother of fuck... "

"I'm going to cum Sammie... You feel too good..."

"Please Jake... Need to feel you..."

"Should I pull out Sammie? Tell me what you want me to do?"

"Come in me Jake... Stay... Please!"

Jake sobbed as he spurted inside her, filling her cunt with his seed. He barked his pleasure, crying her name as Sammie clung to him, grinding against him as his rhythm subsided. 

"Holy shit Sammie... That was... you were..."

Jake couldn't speak, couldn't move and Sammie kissed him, his neck, his chest as he slumped over her prone body.

Minutes passed, possibly hours and still Sammie felt the warmth of his cum inside her, filling her almost to the brink even as his cock relaxed.

"We were Jake. We were amazing... That was just beyond anything..."

Jake lifted his head, his eyes almost crossed as she stroked his sweat soaked hair, 

"It's because of all that foreplay Sammie... Next time will probably be a disappointment."

Sammie playfully swept her hands down to cuff his arm,

"Jake Edwards! If you make me put me through all of that again before we can have sex I'll kill you!"

"But wasn't it worth it baby? Didn't it feel amazing when you came around my bare cock..."

Jake shivered as he said bare and Sammie almost hissed as she felt his cock start to harden inside her, 

"You did cum didn't you baby? I mean, it felt like you did but..."

Sammie pulled him down for another soft kiss,

"I came Jake. I came hard for you... but I always have. I wouldn't fake it, I couldn't fake that... I'm not that good!"

"Oh you are Sammie... You are the best! Without doubt, that was the best sex I've ever had!"

Sammie laughed as Jake slowly started to move into her,

"No pressure then Jake!"

"None at all Sammie... "

"Thank you Jake... for today, for just now... I've had an excellent time..."

"It was my pleasure baby. I love being beside you as much as I love being inside you..."

More thrusting, Jake seemed to find his second wind as he moved to his side, pulling her with him and lifting her thigh over his as Sammie slumped over him, her breasts pressing against his chest, 

"God!.... Me too Jake... me too..."

Jake slipped his hand down to tease her clit, growing thicker inside her cunt as Sammie cried out at the contact,

"Glad to hear it Sammie. Get used to it... I am not done with you yet baby."

Sammie gulped as Jake changed the angle and hit her in exactly the right spot, making her shudder and squirm, 

"Oh Jake... That's it... Oh man... What the hell is going on here?!"

Jake grinned and braced himself to thrust harder,

"Best... First... Time... Ever!"



Room Mates Pt. 13



"You loved it Jake!! You came like a thunderbolt!! Don't pretend you didn't!"

Sammie snorted as she ate her cereal, watching Jake trying desperately not to laugh,

"Sammie! It was shock! You stuck your finger up my arse! It was unexpected... to say the very least!"

Tears fell as she laughed at him, happier than she could remember. Snuggled on the sofa, eating cereal and sharing a throw blanket, Sammie looked at Jake and saw the same look of contentment on his face. 

Sex was a revelation. Sammie had never known she could feel... so much. He'd taken her body repeatedly, hence the 3am bowl of cereal for fortification and she still wanted him as much as she had before they'd begun. Maybe even more, now that she knew what she'd been missing. 

Jake had been magnificent, after taking the edge off the first time he had taken her slowly, caressing her with his hands and mouth as his cock kept a steady pace inside her body. He'd withdrawn and positioned her astride him, teasing her breasts as she stared down at him in awe,

"Sammie... baby... you might want to move!"

Sammie had only had one lover before, Richard who only believed in the missionary position. Sitting over Jake, his bare cock buried inside her she had panicked, fearful that this would be the moment he realised she was as bad in bed as Richard had told her she was. Jake had just lazily plucked her nipple and slid his hand down her trembling stomach to cup her pussy, his dark eyes lidded.

"Although... looking at you like that, my cock splitting you in two I could quite happily stay just like this..." 

His fingers had scissored around his cock, massaging her labia and catching her clit. Sammie found herself moving, her hands finding his chest as she braced herself, riding him gingerly at first, then harder as she found the perfect angle. 

Jake's hands were too distracting and as Sammie raised them over his head and held his wrists he'd groaned with delight, filling her with confidence as well as changing the angle of his penetration and pressing deeper inside. She'd rocked, swivelled and bounced on him and Jake had revelled in it, telling her in graphic detail just how good she made him feel, how sexy she was, how horny she made him when she took the initiative. 

So it had seemed like a natural progression when later, as Sammie took his cock into her mouth again, she teased his anus with feather-light touches before slowing pushing her index finger inside. Jake had come like a rocket, her finger thrusting in syncopation with the suction of her mouth and as he twitched and bucked and shouted Sammie had almost came herself. She'd made him like that, wild and feral in his release. 

Sitting on the sofa, she wondered if it would feel like that if Jake did the same to her.

"Would you like me to play with your arse Sammie? Kiss you there, lick you?"

She met his eyes and wondered once again how he knew what she was thinking,

"Maybe you'd like me to push my thumb deep as I suck your pussy. Yeah... I think you'd like that a lot Sammie. I know I would!"

She stared as Jake stood, the blanket revealing his nakedness, his cock hard yet again. He bent over to kiss her neck, tracing his lips up to her ear and Sammie held her breath as he gently sucked her lobe into his mouth, 

"Tell me baby, would you like me to kiss you, get you all wet with my tongue and then slowly push my cock inside of you? Fill your gorgeous arse with my dick and fuck you, getting deeper and deeper until you're begging me to rub your clit, pinch your nipples, finger your creamy pussy, anything to push you over the edge?"

Jake stood, slightly breathless as he took the empty bowl from her shaking hands and set them in the sink. She followed the motion of his arse as he turned, catching the object of her attention and laughed.

"So we've discovered that you have a thing for arses..."

"Just yours Jake!"

He smiled darkly and pulled her up from the sofa, the blanket pooling on the floor. 

"That's the right answer Sammie. Only mine. Although yours is pretty nice too. Tight, firm, round..." His hands caressed her bottom as he spoke, sweeping circles over the globes with each adjective and she felt her pussy leak its juices down her thighs, "Shit Sammie, I have yet to find a spot of you that I don't want to worship for hours!"

Sammie shivered, 

"Would you like to take me there Jake?"

He groaned and pulled her flush to his body, 

"You want me to take your arse Sammie?"

"I... I think so. I just want you Jake. In any way... in every way. I can't explain it. I'd never even thought about it before but now..."

Jake kissed her and swept his hands up and down her back, caressing her butt on each downwards stroke. He massaged the flesh, separating her cheeks and sliding his fingers into the crease. Sammie trembled as his thumb found her tight hole and rubbed softly.

"I have to admit, I've never done that before,"

Sammie pushed back and blinked up at him in surprise as he chuckled,

"Oh it's been offered baby! But I've never felt the need. You know, mouth, cock, pussy... that's always been enough for me!"

Sammie rolled her eyes and Jake gently slapped her bottom, causing her to squeal and wriggle in his grasp,

"But you... Sammie, the idea of being your first... of this being our first time together... that is a pretty appealing offer."

She kissed him and Jake's cock hummed against her stomach, the heat branding her skin. Despite her arousal, the reality began to sink in and Sammie started to feel nervous,

"You're so big Jake... Will you even fit inside me?"

"I'm not that big Sammie! Fuck! I do love the things you do to my ego!"

"Jake... you're huge! To me at least... and anatomically I'm smaller there so..."

"I fit perfectly baby, in here..." Jake cupped her cunt lovingly, allowing his finger to trace between her drenched lips, "and here, " he kissed her mouth, his lips sucking hers as his tongue swept deep inside, "And at least some parts of me will easily fit in here" He stroked her arsehole, pressing the tip of his index finger inside and exulting in her hiss. "It's almost like you were made just for me Sammie."

He lead her to the back of the couch and turned her, placing her arms over the back as he gently pressed her forward to rest on her forearms,

"Don't worry Sammie, I'm not going to fuck you... not yet anyway. Consider this research."

She gulped in air as Jake crouched behind her, stroking her bottom and slowly pulling her cheeks apart. The blast of cool air against her sensitive skin felt strange and as Jake took up position and she felt the heat of his breath she shivered. Scared wasn't the right word, she knew she was safe in his arms, excited maybe. Aroused out of her sex addled mind?

Jake's tongue flicked once, twice against her pucker and she groaned, pressing down into the sofa. He gently swatted her cheek and lapped her again, gripping her tightly as he bared her to his mouth. Long lush sweeps of his tongue, dipping into her cunt before stroking up to flicker against her arsehole, tickling the sensitive flesh into between. Sammie grunted, any embarrassment or vulnerability gone as Jake held her cheeks apart with his fingers and spread her pussy with his thumbs, allowing a clear path for his mouth to travel. 

She bucked, leaning further over the sofa and inadvertently baring her clit to his eager lips. As Jake suckled her, Sammie cried out and she felt his laugh ricochet throughout her lower body. Again and again he anointed her with his tongue until she was shaking uncontrollably, glad of the couch's steadfast support. 

She moaned as he pushed his tongue against her, gently thrusting into her wetness and catching her clit with his chin. She pressed further, arching into his mouth and as she felt her body begin to spiral, Jake pressed his thumb deep into her anus. He was everywhere, never stopping the glorious motions and Sammie shattered, sobbing his name as she broke. She felt him withdraw and sighed as his thumb left her bottom, releasing the delicious pressure. 

Blinking she tried to imagine how tight she'd feel with his cock there and bit her lip at the naughty thought. She shouldn't want that, good girls didn't do things like that but Sammie was beginning to like being naughty. 

She lifted her weary head and glanced over her shoulder, watching as Jake fisted his cock, pulling himself hard as he stared down at her. Good girls shouldn't enjoy having a man wank whilst he looked at her cunt, juicy from her orgasm, her clit bared and her arse slick with his saliva, they shouldn't gleefully watch hungrily as the first drops of pre cum bubbled from his tip, slickly aiding his masturbation.

And good girls certainly shouldn't hum with pleasure as he sprayed semen over her arse, tapping her anus with his cock head as he unloaded against her. Sammie laughed softly as Jake rubbed his slackening cock through the valley of her arse cheeks, his spunk cooling already on her over heated skin. 

"What's so funny baby?"

Jake bent his head to hers, his voice strangled as he tried to regain his breath. Sammie turned her face to his, licking his lips before flicking her tongue against his. 

"Nothing really. Just thinking how shy I used to be and how much I enjoyed what just happened. I've come a long way!"

Jake kissed her neck, slowly dropping open mouthed kisses against her skin,

"Baby... I think this side of you was always there, "His kisses became firmer, "You just needed to find someone who allowed you to express it. Have to admit I'm fucking glad it was me!"

Sammie turned in his arms and wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him down until their noses bumped, 

"It could only have been you Jake. There is no other man alive that makes me feel what I feel with you... I... I think I love you."

Jake stroked the tears that were slowly spilling from her eyes with his thumbs and kissed her,

"Sammie..."

"Shit! I know it's too quick and this is only a fling but I wanted you, needed you to know that it's more for me. And it's okay that you don't feel the same, it really is! I just thought you should know."

"Are you finished?"

Sammie blinked and nodded glumly, relieved to have told him but certain she'd ruined the mood,

"Good. Then it's my turn to talk," Jake grinned and cupped her face, tilting her eyes up to meet his, 

"This is not a fling. I think I love you too Sammie Barrett. I say think because I've never felt the way I feel about you before and whilst I think it's love I can't be sure. It could be lust I guess, "Jake pressed against her comically leering as she snorted, "But lust usually burns out quickly and with you, it just gets better and hotter and wetter and stronger... which sounds like a Kanye West song out loud but sounded really excellent in my head!"

"Sounded pretty excellent to me Jake, especially the first part."

"Yeah? You liked that huh?"

"You are like a poet, like Shakespeare or Bryon or Keats..."

"Or Kanye?"

Hmmm, don't go there Jake. That makes me think of Bound 2 and honestly that doesn't exactly turn me on!"

Jake snorted,

"Kim and Kanye or James and Seth?"

"Does either pairing turn you on?! Should I be worried?"

Jake laughed and scooped Sammie into his arms, heading towards her room,

"Honestly baby, the only person who turns me on is you."

Sammie relaxed, falling back, safe in the hold of his arms, 

"Right answer! Now take me to bed Jake, do you very worst!"

...

"It's official Baby... You are the perfect woman! Amazing company, out of this world sex and now you bring me coffee in bed! Get in here!"

Sammie clamoured into bed and snuggled into his body as he sipped his coffee, totally at peace. She could honestly say that this had been the best weekend of her life. 

Jake was right, the sex had been interstellar and Sammie was still amazed that each time had just been better than the last. She had finally had the kind of orgasms she'd only ever read about, the bone melting ones which had left her a puddle of sensation in his arms. Jake had seemed to be as awed as she had, and they'd laughed and chatted between bouts, completely relaxed with each other. 

"Jake?"

"Yes Sammie."

"Did you really mean what you said about wishing you'd been my first?"

Jake turned her in his arms, cradling her against his chest as he set the mug on the bedside table. Sammie pressed a kiss to his clavicle and inhaled the scent of his skin, warm, spicy and completely addictive, 

"I did baby. I wish more than anything that I'd asked you out back then. Shit, it would have saved us both a boatload of heartache and think of all the hot crazy sex we could have had!"

Sammie laughed as he waggled his brows,

"Honestly Jake I'm not sure I would have been capable of half the things we've done back then! "

He laughed and dropped a kiss to her forehead,

"Me either baby but we would have had a lot of fun learning."

Sammie tilted her face up to look at him and Jake carried on, his face serious,

"I've always liked you Sammie, even when you were 14 and Rosie's shadow, my annoying bratty stepsister's best friend. I still remember the crazy adventures we used to have and the conversations about everything. You were just so different to the other girls, so smart and funny and sure of yourself. And beautiful... you still are Sammie. Just about the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."

Sammie shook her head, partly in disagreement and partly to stem the tears already building, 

"You were my friend, it didn't matter that you were a girl. And then... I started noticing you in a different way. Instead of listening to you talk I was trying not to stare at your tits or think about kissing you. So I pulled back on our friendship... I shouldn't have done that Sammie but I didn't know what to do."

"You were only 16 Jake. Hormones are strange and wonderful things."

Jake cupped her bottom and pulled her flush against him, his cock already half hard and eager to join the conversation. 

"Ain't that the truth!"

Jake pressed her onto her back and cupped her pussy, slowly stroking her as he spoke, 

"I wanted you Sammie, so badly, but I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to mess up our friendship and I sure as shit didn't know what to do with a girl and I'll admit to being scared of Rosie. She would have killed me if I'd hit on you... in fact she still might!"

Sammie sucked air into her lungs as Jake pressed two fingers inside her, massaging her intimately as he dropped open mouthed kisses on her breasts,

"The only difference now Sammie is that I don't care. What we have is worth a few weeks of her shouting at me."

"Weeks? Jake... try years!"

Jake kissed her as she trembled beneath him, 

"Small price to pay baby. And it's probably for the best, we were kids, odds are it would have run its course and we would have lost our friendship. But I still regret not telling you Sammie. We never used to have secrets."

Sammie gasped as Jake's thumb stroked her clit,

"That might not be true Jake..."

His hand stilled and he cocked his head, 

"I was... I was crazy about you Jake. All of those adventures we had... I was terrified half the time but I just wanted to be around you. Wanted you to see me as more than your sister's friend."

Jake swooped down to kiss her, his hand suddenly galvanising into action , 

"You were?"

"You were just so gorgeous Jake... I mean you still are but back then... Can you stop that Jake, it's making it hard for me to concentrate!"

Jake laughed, pressing his erection against her stomach,

"Hard? For you?"

Sammie laughed but as Jake added a third finger to her cunt it came out as a choke,

"Jake!! What happened, happened. We're here now aren't we?"

"That we are baby. And I'm not going to miss a moment."

True to his word, Jake had Sammie flying apart in under a minute.

...

"I was going to ask you out at your 21st. I'd made up my mind that I wasn't going to wait any longer."

Laying in his arms in the bathtub, Sammie tried to turn but found herself trapped in the confined space between the bath and his body. Not exactly a hardship.

"So why didn't you?"

"Who knows Sammie. I'm a dick I guess. And then you asked me for a kiss and I just blanked. You looked so sad as you walked away..."

"I really wanted you to kiss me Jake. I was so mad at Rosie for that stupid dare... can't believe I even attempted it!"

Jake squeezed her, his hands underneath her breasts, 

"I got so drunk Sammie, watching you kiss those fucking idiots. Rosie called me out and asked me why I was being such a bitch! Man, we rowed about that! If I'd have just told her that I liked you then..."

Sammie raised herself up and climbed out of the bath, 

"Jake. Stop beating yourself up about it! If you'd have told her or kissed me or been my first lover we wouldn't have this..."

She spread her arms out and was gratified to see that Jake's gaze never wavered from her face,

"We needed the time to become us and now we're ready for each other! So let it go..."

Jake climbed out after her and wrapped her in a towel, 

"I just feel shitty about it baby. Maybe if I'd said something you wouldn't have wound up with Richard and he wouldn't have hurt you..."

Sammie took his face in her hands, 

"Is that what all this is about? You think it's your fault I ended up with him?"

Jake couldn't meet her eyes and Sammie knew she was right.

"Should I feel bad that you ended up with Olivia and got your heart broken Jake? Are we going to one-up each other in the guilt department?"

"She didn't break my heart Sammie..."

"Really?"

"Really. Because you've held it in your hands since I was 16 years old."

He looked so sad that Sammie felt a moment of fear, Jake was the strong one, she couldn't stand seeing him look so despondent. So she followed his lead and wrapped her hand around his flaccid cock, 

"Seems I've got all the best parts of you in my hand now then doesn't it Jake?"

...

"Food! Thank god!"

Jake threw back the duvet and pulled on his jeans as the door buzzer silenced. After their heart to heart in the bath, Sammie had taken Jake back to bed and taken his mind off his guilt. She was pretty proud of herself, and Jake's euphoric cries of pleasure backed it up. After a nap and another round Jake had ordered a takeaway and was now headed for the door, 

"No plates baby... I intend to eat straight off of your beautiful body!"

"It's pizza Jake..."

He grinned sheepishly,

"I just like you naked Sammie. So sue me!"

Sammie stretched, her body exhausted and sore and unbelievably still aroused. Rosie would be home soon and they would all need to have a talk. Clothed. But until then Sammie was more than happy to acquiesce to Jake's plans. 

He seemed to be gone for a long time and Sammie strained, hearing angry voices in the hallway. Don Giovanni's Pizza were normally excellent so it would be ironic if they'd screwed up now. Throwing on her silk robe she headed out after him and watched in confusion as Jake scowled at the gorgeous brunette in the doorway. She was crying and Sammie felt the tension radiating from Jake as he blocked her entry with his arm.

"Jake?"

He turned and blinked as if seeing her for the first time, 

"Sammie..."

The brunette sniffed and Sammie moved closer, each step filling her with dread.

"Jake... what's going on?"

Jake turned to her, his eyes desperate,

"Sammie. This is Olivia..."

Sammie stared at the woman in the doorway. The gorgeous, glamorous, crying heavily pregnant woman now walking slowly into her flat.

"You must be the famous Sammie. I think we all need to talk."

Sammie's legs gave out and the last thing she heard was Jake crying out her name.



Room Mates Pt. 14



Sammie screwed her eyes tight and tried to concentrate. She was in her room, in her robe and tender in all of the best places. Something had happened but for the life of her she couldn't remember what. Her stomach rumbled and just like that, her perfect weekend and her world crumbled to dust.

Olivia.

Jake's gorgeous, perfect actress ex girlfriend.

All Sammie could remember was hearing Jake's voice calling her name from afar as Sammie starred at the huge bump as Olivia ambled towards her, telling her they needed to talk. And now she was in her own bed, still rumpled and pungent from their rampant lovemaking and as ever, alone. 

Groaning, Sammie sat up, her head as mussed as if she'd been drinking. She heard voices outside and realised Olivia was still there. Sammie wanted to scream, wanted to throw her out, wanted to howl to the heavens for stealing her precious memories. She wanted Jake to be with her now, ignoring Olivia and truly putting her first but even in the depths of pain, Sammie was still pragmatic enough to see that this had to be addressed. To think, they'd naively thought Rosie was the worst problem they had to face. This hadn't even registered. 

Sammie dressed, throwing on jeans and her beloved Nirvana "Nevermind" tee. No point trying to compete with the glossy Hollywood brunette outside. She gripped the door handle as if trying to turn it through will power alone and held her breath. This wasn't about her now, this was about them. Jake had bared his soul to her and given her his heart. Sammie had to show him he hadn't thrown it away in vain, she had to be strong now, had to hear what came next, even if it destroyed them both. 

"Baby!"

Jake stood as Sammie entered the room, wincing at the endearment that had once made her wet with arousal. Jake caught her reaction and stilled,

"Sammie. Are you okay? Can I get you anything?"

He reached for her but Sammie ignored him, standing before Olivia,

"Don't get up. I can't imagine it's easy in your condition."

Olivia took her hand and smiled. It seemed genuine but Sammie couldn't fight the urge to howl at the woman before her,

"Everything is harder now. Standing, walking, breathing. No-one tells you that part."

Sammie stared at Olivia, stunned at the similarities between them. Okay so Olivia was groomed to within an inch of her life, full face of make-up, Brazilian blow out and an outfit that seemed to embrace her blossoming body instead of hiding it. Beyond that, they had the same colouring, same hair, same eyes, same skin tone. 

Sammie blinked as Olivia smiled at her and almost shunted back as identical dimples appeared on her cheeks, a mirror of her own. She glanced down to the Louboutin shoes and shuddered. Should a heavily pregnant woman even be wearing heels?

As if she read her thoughts, Olivia shrugged,

"I thought I needed to dress for battle."

Reaching down, Olivia pulled the shoes from her feet, sighing as she wriggled her toes into the rug,

"Now that... is... heavenly!"

Sammie stood stock still as Jake danced from foot to foot beside her. She felt his warmth, his tension and turned to him, seeing the pain in his eyes. He reached for her and despite herself, Sammie took his hands, squeezing gently.

"Maybe you should put some clothes on Jake?"

He glanced down to his naked torso and nodded blindly, heading for his room. Sammie turned to Olivia and sank down into the sofa, watching the other woman with trepidation,

"So?"

"It's his. That's why I'm here Sammie. Jake has a right to know."

Sammie grit her jaw, trying to remember everything her mother had ever taught her about being a lady. She wanted to lunge across and throttle the glossy vision before her but damped it down, choosing to glare instead. Olivia didn't seem fazed,

"He talked about you all the time. Sammie said this, Sammie did that. I hated you, you know, imagine how it felt knowing the man you were living with was in love with a ghost."

"I'm very real."

Olivia shrugged, 

"And I'm very pregnant. Paper, rock, scissors."

Sammie hissed and if Jake hadn't walked back into the room, she would have struck Olivia. He sat beside her, holding Sammie's hand in his own and she felt his elevated heartbeat against her side,

"So what do you want Olivia?"

"You want to have this conversation... now?"

Jake nodded, 

"Sammie and I are together now, whatever you have to say affects us all. I won't do this without her with me."

Olivia shrugged, her lips tight as she glared at Sammie,

"I have to say Jake, she seems nice enough but I was expecting more. After all those years of hearing about her, the truth is a little underwhelming..."

"BITCH!"

Jake gripped Sammie's hand and she bucked, wanting more than anything for this to be over. Sammie turned to Jake and felt his love surround her, Olivia may be very much in the present but she knew that she was his future,

"And such a lady Jake. You never mentioned the mouth on it!"

"Livvy! If you want me to choose between you and Sammie, I guarantee you will be the loser. So talk, say what you have to say and then go."

Olivia flipped her hair over her shoulder, looking like a shampoo advert, effortlessly glossy and always picture perfect,

"Fine! Well it's obvious that I'm pregnant and it's yours Jake. I could raise our child as a single mum but we both know that I'm not exactly the earth mother type so here I am."

Jake winced, 

"You really expect me to believe it's mine?"

"Of course. Why wouldn't I?"

Jake shivered and Sammie wrapped her arm around his shoulders in support,

"Livvy... Since the day we met you have done nothing but lie to me. I followed you across the world and you repaid me by fucking half of LA. If it had a penis you were available. Your parent's should have named you Casting Couch!"

Sammie bit back her laugh as Olivia glared at him, 

"I may have been unfaithful Jake, but you were hardly my dream lover. You were always working and you know how high my sex drive is."

"I worked those hours to provide for us because you couldn't book a job to save your life! Shitty actress, shitty person!"

"I still needed you Jake and you let me down."

"So you just fucked with abandon as a reaction to my trying to be there for us?"

Olivia huffed, glancing at Sammie for support and finding none there,

"I may have indulged Jake, but I never had sex without protection. Not even with you. Remember that weekend in Reno when the condom broke...? Say hello to the repercussions."

Jake howled, 

"You fucking liar! Have you forgotten that STD I mysteriously contracted that you swore you knew nothing about! You screamed at me for days, accusing me of cheating on you. Honestly Livvy, that may have been the only thing you ever gave me! I thought I loved you and you treated me like shit on your $1000 shoes!"

Olivia stared at hem both indignantly and Sammie watched at the mask began to crack. Before her eyes the perfect face began to crumble and the picture perfect image began to shatter, tears falling and her face rumpled in distress,

"I DON'T KNOW JAKE!! I don't! I want it to be yours but I can't be sure! I was a bitch, a whore. A slut!. Are you happy now?!" 

Jake stared as Olivia carried on, not needing to hear his reply,

"I fucked around, a lot! But here I am, pregnant and alone and I'm hoping to high heaven that it's yours because, fuck it, no-one else could even begin to be the father you could! I need help dammit. Fuck you Jake... you owe me!"

Jake gripped Sammie's hand, 

"And how do you work that out Livvy?"

Olivia stared at the, flitting her eyes between them both, 

"Every time you fucked me Jake... every time... I knew you were thinking of her," She tilted her head towards Sammie, the hatred blatant in her expression, "How do you think that made me feel, knowing you'd rather be with her than me?"

"And I'm supposed to take on your bastard child because you feel maligned?"

"Damn right! You should never have taken up with me knowing that you wanted her... "

Olivia glared at Sammie and suddenly it all became too much,

"ENOUGH!!"

Sammie stood, letting go of Jake and smiling bleakly down at him, hoping he'd see she wasn't mad at him.

"This is getting us nowhere. Olivia, you're pregnant, and whatever the outcome Jake will undertake his responsibilities, " she bent to stare the other woman out, "But understand this, if you are lying to us, or if this is all a sham... I will break you in two. And if I can't, I have friends who will make you wish you had never been born!"

She glanced back at Jake and smiled sadly,

"I imagine that you must be tired so give me ten minutes and I'll make up a bed for you. A good night's sleep and maybe we can talk about this without the animosity. I'll even make breakfast. What do you say?"

For the first time all night, Olivia smiled, her face stripped of attitude,

"That would be nice Sammie. Thank you."

... 

Folded in Jake's embrace, Sammie tried desperately not to cry. It had been torture, stripping his bed, removing the sheets and preparing it for Olivia. Jake had wanted to help but Sammie couldn't bear to have him near.

Handing over a spare toothbrush and wishing her a good night, Sammie had slunk down the hallway towards her room, wanting more than anything to hold him and pretend this had never happened. How could her dream weekend have gone so wrong?

Jake looked broken, and despite herself, Sammie climbed in next to him. He bristled as he felt her clothed body against him and she wanted to cry, wanted to tell him it would be alright but unable to. She wanted the same connection he did but fear and sadness stopped her. Becoming a father wouldn't change their situation but until they were certain Sammie didn't want to sleep with him again. A baby... The one thing that could tear them apart. She struggled in his arms as he kissed her hair,

"Sammie... you were amazing. As long as I live, I'll never forget how you handled tonight. I am so sorry sweetheart... so very sorry."

Sammie shuddered at the change in endearment and hugged him, as much pain as she felt, his was multiplied. If she wanted him to believe she meant what she'd said, this was the time to prove it. Snuggling close, Sammie kissed the stop above his heart and sighed,

"Sleep Jake. We will sort this out... together."

"Why did you let her stay Sammie?"

She looked up at him, blinking into the dark,

"You expected me to kick her out?!"

"I don't... I don't know Sammie! One minute I'm happier than I've ever been and the next... I'm not ready for this. I don't want her... I want you. I need you Sammie!"

Sammie kissed him, a kiss filled with hope and sadness and resignation, 

"Sleep Jake. We will sort this out in the morning."

...

"MOTHERFUCKER!!"

Sammie bolted upright, Rosie stood in her room, the shook emblazoned on her face, 

"What the mother fuck is going on Samurai?! Jake, you cunt! What have you done!"

Jake sat up, rubbing his eyes, 

"it's not what you think Rosie Puds!"

Sammie climbed out from the duvet, as Jake huffed, 

"It's far, far worse!"

Sammie hugged her friend, 

"How was Paris? Did you have fun Puds?"

Rosie pulled her hands away, glaring at them both, 

"Screw Paris! What the fuck is going on Samurai?! Why are you in bed with my brother?!"

Sammie gestured to her clothed body, 

"Nothing Rosie, honestly, look at me, I'm dressed. As if!"

Jake snorted, climbing out of bed and baring his erection to the pair of them. Rosie shrieked in disgust, covering her eyes and Sammie tried to quell her arousal as he wrapped his arms around her, 

"Rosie... we need to tell you something. Sammie and I are a couple now. I... I love her and I hope she loves me."

Sammie squeezed his hands, wrapped around her waist, 

"I do Rosie Puds... but it's far worse than that..."

Before Rosie had a chance to respond, the door opened and Olivia stepped inside, her heavily pregnant form illuminated by the moon,

"What the hell is all this noise...?"

Rosie clocked Olivia and flew towards her, shrieking and screaming like a woman possessed,

"MOTHERFUCKING WHORE!! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE YOU DISEASE RIDDLED BITCH!!"

Sammie dragged Jake's hands form her body and pulled her friend away from a quivering Olivia, glad to see Jake take her in his arms. Rosie was incandescent with rage, hissing and spitting towards the pregnant woman,

"Somebody needs to talk to me god dammit! What the fucking fuck is going on here!" 

Sammie pushed Rosie bodily out the room as Jake held Olivia in his arms. She wanted to cry but knew that she had to stay strong. Pushing a struggling Rosie into her room, Sammie shoved her onto her bed,

"Rosie! Calm the fuck down!"

Rosie fought her, scrabbling as Sammie tried to pin her down,

"Calm!"

Sammie sat astride her oldest friend and wondered how her life had failed so spectacularly, Rosie squirmed but Sammie felt the fight leave her and she sagged beneath her,

"Samurai... what is going on?!"

... 

Sammie talked. She told Rosie about how much she loved Jake, how he loved her and how they'd planned to be open and honest with Rosie on her return. No lies, no bullshit. Rosie huffed but as Sammie spoke she relaxed, and Sammie climbed off of her. Rosie sat up, 

"So he loves you?"

Sammie blinked, 

"I believe he does."

Rosie huffed,

"If he hurts you Samurai, I will cut him into a million tiny pieces and make him wish he'd never been born..."

Sammie smiled, hugging her friend,

"You don't mind?"

Rosie sat up,

"Why would I mind Samurai? You are my best friend and I love you. He is my brother and I love him. If you want to fuck your lives away together I am A-okay with that. I wish you'd told me but..."

Sammie shrugged, 

"We didn't really know Rosie Puds... It's only been a recent thing..."

Rosie hugged her and Sammie sagged against her gentle hold, 

"And Olivia..."

Sammie shrugged sadly,

"That we didn't anticipate..."

Rosie stood, opening her curtains and staring out into the night sky, 

"And are you okay with that Samurai? Knowing he has a child out here?"

Sammie sobbed, the tears falling unbidden from her eyes, Rosie climbed on the bed, wrapping her arms around her friend, 

"Does he even know Sammie?"

Sammie sobbed, unable to form the words.

...

Sammie eventually slept, an exhausted slumber brought about by an excessive trauma. She had no idea that Rosie has pinned Jake to the sofa, firing on all guns blazing,

"So you love her Jake?"

"Yes!" 

"And you want to be with her?"

"YES!"

"For how long? A week? A month? Forever?"

Jake hissed,

"All of that! For fucks sake Rosie, I love her!"

"Jake... I love you man, you are my brother and she is my best friend in the whole world. Nothing would make me happier than you two getting together..."

"So what is your fucking problem?"

"Jake... has she told you that she can't have kids...?"

Jake stilled, staring at his sister as her words slowly perforated his brain,

"She tried... Naturally, IVF, that poor girl put herself through all kinds of torture trying to give Richard an heir. The pain, the agony, the tears. Sammie almost broke Jake, she gave and gave and gave and the failure almost killed her. And here you are, nonchalant as you like, a baby fully grown inside that bitch!"

Jake choked,

"I didn't know..."

"Could you take that Jake? Knowing that you had a child out there whilst the woman you loved struggled, unable to give you a child?"

Jake stilled,

"Rosie, all I want is Sammie. If all we have is each other, that will be enough. If she wants to adopt, we'll adopt but if it's just me and her... "

Rosie gripped his face in her hands,

"Be sure brother of mine, be fucking sure. Can you really say you'll be happy knowing you have a child out there...He almost killed her Jake, That fucker almost destroyed her. And I couldn't stop it. I won't let someone else break her again.. even if it's you..."

Jake shrugged bleakly and Rosie sighed. Neither heard Sammie sob behind the door.

...

The four of them stood in the kitchen. Rosie taking the lead. Olivia revelled in her status, the billowing mother to be as Jake stared lustily back at Sammie. Rosie had somehow galvanised herself, leading the charge,

"Breakfast! We need food! I vote pancakes and bacon and bacon!"

Olivia grinned and Jake turned to Sammie, stretching his hand out,

"You go! I think I'm getting a migraine..."

Jake was on her in a heartbeat, 

"I'll stay with you sweetie!"

Sammie smiled,

"It's okay Jake, get some food. I just need to sleep."

He kissed her, stroking her back and making her want to drag him back to her bed, 

"It's cool Jake, I'll be here when you get back. Get some sustenance... you've earned it"

Jake wrapped her in his arms, oblivious to Olivia's hisses or Rosie's sighs.

"I'll bring you something back sweetie. I love you."

Sammie kissed him with everything she had, wrapping her body around him, 

"Sounds perfect Jake..I love you too."

The door closed behind them, her love, her best friend and her adversary. Sammie sighed, her head was clearer than it had ever been, Jake had a child, something she could never give him. As much as he protested she just knew that he would never turn away from his child. Sammie heard the lift door ding and as the lift descended she turned to her laptop, typing in the Trainline.com. As much as she loved him and wanted him, she wasn't enough and as she typed in her card details she exhaled, sad but finally free.



Room Mates Pt. 15



So this is it. The final chapter. Part of me wanted to draw this out forever, wanting to detail every step in Jake and Sammie's love affair but I have neither the patience or the skill to do so. I wanted them to find their Happily Ever After however much it pained me to let them go.

To everyone who has read this story, who has commented and favourited, I cannot thank you enough. It's a solitary obsession, trying to be a writer, and your messages have made me think maybe I'm not that bad at it. I truly hope that I haven't let you down here, that it ended how you wanted it to. Although... I do have an epilogue and if anyone is interested I could be persuaded to post it!

Cate xx

*****

Breakfast was difficult. Jake mainlined coffee desperately worried about Sammie and missing her warmth next to him. Olivia ate two of the Cafe's Special Number One's and speared his fried bread off his plate, gorging herself and filling the silence. Rosie just glared. At Olivia. At him. 

This was a nightmare, unparalleled, Jake thought of all the things he'd wanted in his life, and he had to admit that a child was high on his list. But with Sammie. Rosie's bombshell had left him reeling but he was confident they would overcome it. There were lots of children out there who needed a loving family and Jake was confident enough in himself to accept that it didn't take sperm to become a father. Any child would be lucky beyond words to have Sammie as a mother and he would be honoured to raise another life in the warmth of her love.

Watching Olivia chew, Jake wondered if maybe she was telling the truth. Sure, the last few months they'd barely had sex, barely kissed, but Reno. That one weekend, he'd drank too much tequila and as Olivia had entered their cabana, hair wet from the pool, no makeup and smiling adoringly at him, he'd seen Sammie. 

He'd fucked her hard, pushing her further than ever before, melding his body into hers, elating in her cries of pleasure. Even finding out the condom had broken hadn't diminished his lust, he'd simply slid another on and taken her again, from behind where their physical differences weren't so apparent. 

And here she was, carrying the physical manifestation of that one crazy weekend. Jake sipped his cold coffee, watching her and wondering what she wanted. He knew Olivia well enough to know that motherhood wasn't on her list... but what? Maybe she'd give him the child to raise, maybe Sammie would accept to raise it with him?

Rosie speared a mushroom on her fork and chewed, staring at Olivia,

"So what now? You expect him to marry you?"

Olivia scoffed,

"No! But I do expect him to take responsibility for his child."

Rosie snorted,

"Every word you've ever uttered has been a lie. Why should we believe you now?"

Olivia rubbed her burgeoning stomach in response and Rosie rolled her eyes,

"He's happy now Olivia. He has Sammie and I can tell you, she is the best woman in the world. If you hurt that, I swear to God..."

Olivia took a drag of her juice, and stared at Jake,

"I don't want you back Jake. Even I accept that that wouldn't work out. I have dreams, so do you... but this, " she rubbed her stomach again, "This we all have to deal with."

Jake stared at her, 

"Why did you keep it? You never wanted kids so... I don't understand..."

Olivia shrugged,

"I don't know Jake. I really don't. I thought about it. Even booked the appointment, but when it came time.. I just couldn't do it. I may not be mother material but you are destined to be a father. I just couldn't."

Jake reached for her hand and Rosie gagged, glaring at Olivia as she headed off to pay the bill.

...

Back at the flat, Jake headed straight to Sammie's room, needing to hold her in his arms. Finding her bed empty, he blinding wandered the space searching and as each room came up empty, his tension swelled. 

"Sammie?"

He stood in the lounge, his body tense as he called her name. Olivia was in the bathroom doing lord knows what and as he screamed her name again, Rosie ran out of her room, her phone in her hand. She held him, squeezing him tightly, 

"She's gone Jake..."

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"

He crumpled to the floor, pulling Rosie down with him, tears spilling from his eyes as he heaved air into his lungs. Rosie rubbed his back, rocking him in her arms like a child, 

"It's not forever Jake. She'll come back but she needs time. You have to understand that?"

"I love her... Rosie, I love her!"

Rosie cradled him in her arms, sssshing his angst away and trying to comfort him, 

"And she loves you Jake, I know she does. She always has. But if she needs time, you have to give it to her. You have to!"

Jake held his sister, wondering if life would ever be the same again.

...

Sammie sat on the hotel bed, blinking at the screen. For some godforsaken reason she was in Manchester. She just had to get away and this was the furthest she could go without changing trains. She'd texted Rosie and Sophia, telling them she was okay but needed space. Rosie had been understanding, Sophia less so. Obviously she had spoken to Rosie as her next text expressed, 

"I can have both of them killed."

Sammie laughed, the empty husk of a woman lost at sea,

"No need hun, but thank you."

"You okay? Need me to get you drunk?"

Sammie shuddered as she held her phone in her hands, no question, Sophia would drop everything to join her but she needed to do this alone, too much of her life, she'd been reliant on Richard to bolster her through petty emergencies and now, at the toughest crossroads of her life, Sammie finally felt strong enough to shoulder the responsibility alone,

"I'm okay hun. I'll be in touch soon."

"You'd better xx" 

A baby. The one thing she couldn't give him. The one thing Sammie wanted most in the world. For years she and Richard had tried, both of them undergoing rigorous tests and finding out that Sammie couldn't conceive. She'd often wondered if that was the reason he'd jilted her, but chose to focus beyond it. Bringing a child into that relationship would have been atrocious and she was glad it had never happened. But Jake, Sammie thought back to her dream of a child with his eyes and sobbed, it was only when you realised what you couldn't have that you realised how much you wanted it.

...

"Where is she?!"

Rosie glared at him, 

"I don't know Jake, but honestly, even if I did, I'm not sure I'd tell you!"

"Fuck you! You're my sister, you owe me!"

"And she's my best friend! Fuck you buddy, she's done nothing wrong here, you're the one with the super-powered penis!"

Jake hissed, Rosie may know something but he knew she wouldn't budge,

"I just want to make sure she's okay Rosie! Surely you understand that?!"

"She's fine Jake. Trust me. Let her be. Focus on your baby mama!"

Rosie glared at Olivia, asleep on the couch, a picture of serenity. Jake hated her but couldn't ignore the idea that his child grew within her, however much he believed otherwise. As long as there was a chance...

Rosie siddled over to him, 

"If you have any doubts Jake, air them now! I don't believe a word she says and if you let me, I'll find out the truth."

He stared at Rosie, her face more serious than he'd ever seen,

"You think she's lying...?"

Rosie sneered, 

"I don't think she'd know the truth if it came up and smacked her in the face. She's driven off my best friend and by proxy broken your heart. If she's lying, I will wait until she's had that baby and fuck her right up!"

Jake stared down at Olivia, once the entity around which he revolved, 

"Do it Rosie. Do whatever you have to."

...

Sammie stared at her reflection, so different from herself yet so much the same. She'd cracked, texting Rosie and asking how Jake was and Rosie's one word response had splayed her, 

"Broken"

She didn't know why she'd ran and hated herself for it. She should have stayed, supported him in his time of need, but faced with Olivia and the baby she could never bear him, Sammie had cracked. Now, standing in the ultraviolet light of the chain hotel bathroom, her reasons for running didn't seem so strong. So what. So she couldn't have kids, it wasn't the end of the world. And more than that, Jake was facing a huge moment in his life and she should be beside him, not causing him added aggravation. Sammie stared at her reflection one last time and shook her head, 

"Man up Lady. Let's go home."

... 

Unlocking the door to the flat Sammie feared the worst, tears, screaming, recriminations. Instead she found silence. No Rosie, no Olivia, no Jake.

For hours on the train home, she'd gone through every scenario, each one much the same and not one ending in her home alone. She went to his room and found his bed neatly made, hers was much the same. Dazed Sammie entered the kitchen, wondering if maybe she'd dreamt it. Her battery had died hours ago and Sammie had been relieved. Jake's texts pleading with her to come home had filled her heart with joy and sadness but she couldn't bring herself to reply, not knowing what to say. As her phone went into hibernation, she'd been pleased, glad that the decision was out of her hands. Now however, the lack of communication and the silence in the flat were beginning to drive her crazy.

Finding her charger, she stared at the tiny screen, willing it into life. Flicking her eyes around her room ,she almost missed it at first but sure enough, there was a note on her dresser mirror. Rushing forward she recognised Rosie's swirly penmanship,

"She's in labour. UCL. Come quickly. He needs you x"

Sammie ran, grabbing her bag and headed out into the street.

...

"DRUGGGS!! Give me the fucking drugs!!"

Jake stared at his ex, stripped of her makeup and dressed in a hospital gown. She looked terrified and vulnerable and despite himself, he reached for her, 

"Back off buddy!"

Rosie stepped between them, blocking Olivia from his view,

"Let her get on with it Jake! If it hurts, it hurts!"

"Rosie, you don't mean that. She's in pain for god's sake!"

Rosie shrugged, 

"Millions of women do it every day Jake, most without the luxury of hospitals or drugs. Some women have babies in fields and get straight back to work. She'll be fine!"

They both turned as Olivia hissed at her,

"You fucking bitch!! You never liked me did you? This must be heaven for you!"

Rosie grinned, wrapping her arms around Jake, 

"I'd prefer it if Sammie was here, rubbing her slim stomach in your sweaty flustered fat face but this will do. Now breath darling... don't forget your breathing..."

Olivia sobbed, her body wracked with another set of contractions, both Rosie and Jake sobered, rushing to her side as she bucked, writhing in pain on the bed. Jake looked at Rosie and she hung her head in shame,

"Come on Livvy... you are doing amazing. I'm sorry okay. I'm a bitch! Let's just get you through this."

"MOTHERFUCKER!!"

Jake winced as Olivia gripped his hand, squeezing his fingers to the point of breakage.

"NURSE!!"

Rosie ran out the room, leaving Jake to try to calm her. She bucked and screamed as her body prepared itself and he just stood there,

"I'm sorry Jake! So sorry!"

He swallowed, unsure what to say, 

"It's not yours! I'm not sure exactly who the father is but I know it's not yours..."

Jake blinked down at her as Rosie and a Doctor rushed into the room, 

"Can you stand aside, I need to check the dilation."

Jake moved but Olivia wouldn't let go of his hand.

"I fucked around Jake, but in my defence I knew you didn't care about me!" 

The doctor was buried between her thighs and Rosie was now practically perched on her shoulder, 

"I cared Livvy, I've always cared. I just... I just didn't love you... I'm sorry."

Olivia howled,

"FUCK!! Jake... I didn't love you either. I liked you a lot but even so. I shouldn't have done this..."

Rosie gripped her hand and started breathing deeply, holding Olivia's gaze and encouraging her to copy her, 

"Done what Livvy?"

Her eyes huge, Olivia stared at him, clamping her fingers so tightly around Rosie's that she winced, 

"I was scared! I was sleeping with an agent, he was much older and married and I didn't really like him but I thought I might get work... The sex was crap and his cock was like a chipolata!"

She screamed as another contraction hit her,

"And there was another man, a stuntman on that series I did... I loved him and thought he was the one..."

Another cry and the Doctor nodded at Jake, 

"It's time..."

Olivia shook her head vigorously, 

"It's not fucking time! I'm not done. I'm not ready for this!"

Rosie stroked her hair, her hand gentle as Olivia blinked up at her in panic, 

"And you... you fucking hate me!"

"Yeah, but even I'm impressed you came clean!"

"I had too... there's a chance this baby will come out black!"

Jake choked as Olivia screamed through another contraction and gripped Rosie's hand so hard she howled. Everything was a swirling vortex of screaming, pain and brutal honesty and Jake tried to focus on Olivia, trying to stay upright. His vision flickered and his breathing fluctuated as Olivia's contraction intensified, her Doctor telling her to breath and push. 

He honestly thought he was going to pass out. Somewhere in the distance he heard his name and his heart kicked into gear. Sammie?

He tried to run to her but Olivia had a death grip on his hand. Rosie must have heard her too because she grinned like a lunatic, stroking Olivia's hair and breathing like a marathon runner. Olivia screamed louder, like a banshee under attack and he felt Sammie's arms wrap around him, the scent of her shampoo filling his nostrils. Just like that, everything fell into focus.

He stared at her, one hand clamped in Olivia's vice like grip and the other wrapped around the one woman in the world he had ever truly loved. 

"I'm so sorry Jake... I should have been here..."

He grinned, kissing her mouth and laughing at the same time, delirious that she was back in his arms despite the insanity of the situation.

"You're here now sweetheart. That's all that matters."

Sammie hugged him tight, tears spilling from her eyes and Jake promised himself he would never give her cause to run again.

"Samurai!! You took your time girl!"

Sammie turned in his arms, her hands tight around his waist as Rosie smiled at her,

"Puds... I'm so sorry."

The Doctor told Olivia to push and all conversation stopped as she bore down on his count. They stared as Olivia gritted her teeth, her lower body covered and heard the Doctor praise her, 

"I see the head!"

Sammie squeezed him and Olivia stared at them both,

"OHHHH GOOODDDDD! FUCK!! If...anyone... is... sorry... it's... me!" Olivia gulped air into her lungs and stared at Sammie, her eyes imploring, " He loves you Sammie... and you love him. And it's real. You wouldn't have run if it wasn't. Fuck, I knew he loved you when we met and I thought I could overcome it... FUCK IT... GET THIS THING OUT OF ME...!!"

The doctor told her not to talk and to focus on her breathing, to push when he told her to,

"In a minute... I need to say this Doc!"

Jake laughed and Rosie nodded, obviously surprised at Olivia's moxy, 

"Here's the thing Sammie... No matter what they tell you, sex is just sex but love... that shit lasts forever. And he loves you. You can run from it, you can hide from it but if it's the real deal, nothing can stop it! MOTHERFUCKER... How is this thing not out of me yet?!"

Sammie bent over Olivia as she writhed on the bed, pressing a kiss to her brow,

"Thank you Olivia. That was really sweet and I'm really grateful."

"FUCKKKKKKK!"

They all stood in silence until a single cry penetrated throughout the room, 

"Congratulations! It's a healthy baby girl."

Sammie kissed Jake softly as a nurse cleaned up the baby, Rosie still stroking Olivia's hair,

"I sorry Jake, I don't know why I freaked out and ran."

He smiled and rubbed her back,

"It's because you love me so much. That's why you came back. Livvy was right, if it's real you can't ever escape it!"

Sammie sighed as he wiped the tears streaming down her face, 

"Then I must love you a lot Edwards... Like infinity times infinity Romeo and Juliet kind of love."

"Sweetheart... I'm not sure you want to be quoting Shakespeare's tale of teenage suicide as you pledge your love for me but I applaud the sentiment!"

Rosie gasped and they turned in unison as the nurse laid the most perfect newborn on Olivia's breast, a full head of black hair and skin the colour of a caramel latte.

The baby yawned and all four adults fell in love. Olivia cradled her daughter close, kissing her crown and stared out into the room.

"Guess that answers that question!"

"ROSIE!"

Jake and Sammie laughed as Rosie blushed but Olivia just stared, rapt in her daughter. She smiled, more beautiful than Jake had ever seen her but still not a patch on his Sammie,

"Like I said, love is love. It doesn't matter where you find it or how you treat it. You can run from it, you can embrace it, you can hold it in both hands, " Olivia lifted her daughter to drop a kiss to her tiny cheek, "But real love... real love lasts forever."

Jake kissed Sammie's head, her body aligned with his and looked down at the three, nay four most important women in his life, 

"Amen to that."



Room Mates Pt. 16: Epilogue



As always, thanks for reading and posting. For those of you who enjoyed my story, I hope this ties up any loose ends and ultimately gives you the warm fuzzies. And for those of you who didn't... thanks for letting me know where I went wrong.

Cate xx

*****

One Year Later

"Have I told you just how much I love you?"

Sammie smiled down at Jake, nuzzling against her cleavage,

"Not in the last 15 minutes."

Jake grinned, pinning her beneath him, his lips tracing a path between her engorged breasts.

"I do you know. I love you more than words can say. The only thing that would make me happier than I am now is if you'd finally agree to marry me."

Sammie pulled his face to hers, kissing his mouth and silencing the ongoing argument. Her tongue entered his mouth, lushly rubbing against his and she shivered as she felt his cock rub against her thigh, 

"How many times do I have to tell you Jake, marriage doesn't mean that much to me. As far as we're concerned I'm yours and you're mine. End of."

He sucked her pebbled nipple into his mouth, pulling deeply as she shuddered beneath him,

"You may say that sweetheart but think about the boys. Don't they deserve to grow up with a mother and a father committed to each other, who love and adore them and all above board and legal?"

Sammie gasped as Jake bit down on her nipple. He really didn't play fair. Not at all. 

"How can anything we've done be considered above board?!"

Jake lapped her and Sammie pulled his mouth away, fighting to keep her brain functioning, 

"And you think manipulating me into marrying you is in their best interests?"

He shrugged and descended on her again, Sammie cradling his head as he suckled her, the diamond engagement ring sparkling in the evening light. She bucked against him as he sucked her nipple into his mouth, his lips surrounding her breast.

She knew how this argument ended and it never boded badly for her. Jake would lick her, his tongue stroking her clit as his fingers filled her, stroking her in the perfect rhythm until she fractured into a thousand pieces. 

She smiled as he tightened his lips, sucking her nipples as tightly as their twin boys did at feeding time. Oscar and Isaac, so tiny and perfect, the culmination of all that amazing sex. She laughed, almost disbelieving that they were there, that she had been able to create them, to bring them into the world. 

Sammie watched as Jake surrounded her, feeling his lips and teeth surround her skin. This man, this gorgeous man had given her more than she'd ever dreamed possible. He bit down, drawing her nipple tight, sucking her hard. Sammie groaned, feeling her breasts throb as the milk began to flow, 

"Sammie..."

"Jake..."

"If you won't marry me, will you at least let me suck your titties?"

She snorted as he pouted, 

"Honestly Jake, I can't wait to get the all clear. Maybe once you get permission to fuck me you'll lose this fascination with my tits!"

He smiled, his lips brushing her sensitive skin as he took a turgid nipple between his teeth.

"I've always been obsessed with your tits Sammie. Always. Every inch of you makes me crazy. And whilst I admit to missing being inside of you since the boys were born, I can't exactly say that I've missed out!"

Sammie shivered as she remembered their creative lovemaking. She's sucked him frequently, enjoyed the hard thrust of his hard cock between her breasts and discovered that her armpit acted as a more than passable substitute for her pussy, at least for him. 

Jake had taken her arse, her body surrounded by pillows as he'd slowly feed his cock into her body, his fingers playing a concerto on her clit. She shook her head unsure that her GP would accept that as "No Intercourse" but considered it a very sweet trade off. 

"I need you Jake... "

"Where sweetheart?"

Sammie clutched him to her face kissing him deeply, 

"I want you inside me but I'm not allowed... which sucks!"

Jake grinned, 

"I don't know, I kinda like it when you suck me baby! Sucking is hardly a bad word in my book."

Sammie rolled her eyes in derision and swooned as Jake pressed her swollen breasts together, gently squeezing as he took both nipples between his lips. He watched her as his tongue flicked her, his lips dancing across her hypersensitive flesh. She gasped as he shifted, the thick heft of his cock pressed against her out of bounds pussy, 

"Do you still think Sucking is a bad thing Sammie? Because I can show you at least one other example of how it's a positive..."

"Do it Jake!! Damn you and that clever mouth of yours!"

He smiled slyly, rocking against her,

"You know me so well sweetheart. And you know I can't say no to you..."

He pulled her nipple deep, his cheeks hollowing as he increased the suction, her breast the entire focus of his attention. She moaned softly, feeling her body heat as she began to spill milk into his mouth. He squeezed her other breast, his fingers rolling her engorged nipple, encouraging droplets of milk to coat his fingers as he pulled deeper. 

It shouldn't feel this good, Sammie twisted her hips, needing to feel the pressure of his cock against her. Her breasts were meant to nourish their babies but as Jake drank from her, his eyes dark as he stared up at her, his mouth pulling her tightly, almost to the brink of pain, Sammie felt her body begin to spiral.

Squeezing out a few more drops of milk, Jake released her nipple and coated his fingers, rubbing lazy circles around her breast. He released her, his teeth grazing her elongated bud and raised himself up to lick her mouth. Sammie moaned and he kissed her, his tongue plunging deep. 

"You like that sweetheart? You like me sucking those perfect titties?"

Sammie nodded weakly and Jake slipped his fingers between her spread thighs,

"Oh yeah Sammie... Fuck you're soaking! You want me bad huh?!"

She would have laughed but he was right, Sammie had wanted him since she was 15 years old, when the extent of her imagination pictured hand holding and a few furtive kisses. And now that she knew just how amazing he made her feel, just how much pleasure they could give each other, well, she wanted him very badly indeed. 

"Let me take the edge off a little Sammie."

She gasped as his milky fingers dipped inside, rubbing her gently before withdrawing to coat her clit with her creamy arousal. Slowly, maddeningly slowly Jake circled her, the room silent bar her laboured breathing and the slickness of his fingers against her cunt.

"Jake! Please..."

"But you love it when I tease you sweetheart. Look where it got us the first time... All that build up, all that tension..."

Sammie caught his wrist and pressed him harder against her pussy, hissing as his dawdling fingers finally reached their target. She gripped harder, rocking against his hand, feeling the tightness begin to coil inside her, 

"Shit! That is so fucking hot!"

Sammie blinked at him, rubbing herself harder as he flexed his fingers over her clit,

"Watching you use me like that Sammie... just so fucking sexy... I don't know whether to watch or wank..."

Sammie cried as her body shuddered into orgasm, not quite the high intensity cum she got with Jake buried deep inside her but a deep heady orgasm that warmed her blood. She sobbed as Jake ran his fingertips over her folds, tickling her and drawing out her pleasure,

"Fuck baby... you're leaking..."

Jake watched for a second as droplets of milk spilled from her tits, slowly sliding down over her trembling breasts. 

"It's no good Sammie... I need to wank. Sucking your tits and watching you get yourself off with my hand has made me harder than rock... I wanted to come in your mouth but... Fuck!"

Sammie smiled leisurely as Jake gripped his cock, the head already dark and leaking cloudy fluid. His face was a picture, jaw tight, eyes hooded, his teeth biting down into his bottom lip as he began pumping his hand. 

She loved watching him fuck himself, always amazed at the almost feral brutality of his motions, his knuckles almost white as he squeezed. Idly she sat up, squeezing her nipples to unleash another gush of milk and holding his gaze she rubbed it into the copious valley of her cleavage. He stared, his fist never stopping its harsh rhythm as she leant forward, pushing her tits together with her arms, 

"Babe..."

Jake sounded close, agonised and aroused, his chest heaving, 

"Come on Jake... Take what you need..."

He howled as he thrust his erection through the slick warm embrace of her breasts, shaking as she flicked out her tongue to lick his cockhead. He squeezed her tight, clamping her around him as he huffed, pumping harder, his skin dewy with sweat,

"Shit Sammie... Going to fucking spurt all over you... cover you with cum... fuck... so good... so good..."

Sammie gripped his arse and as Jake stilled in surprise she sucked his tip into her mouth, rubbing her tongue over his slit, massaging the sharp relief of the vein just underneath. She hummed, rocking her breasts against him as she sucked again and Jake threw back his head as he thrust, spilling into her mouth. She swallowed the first two loads and released him, watching as he sprayed her tits with cum, gulping as he pulsed against her.

"You okay Jake? Did that take the edge off?"

She grinned cheekily as Jake struggled to focus,

"You think you're so funny Sammie don't you... Honestly, if I didn't love you so much it would be really annoying!" He withdrew from her cleavage, his still hard cock smearing his seed across her stomach down towards her pussy, "Man, it would be so easy to just fill you right here Sammie, so need to bury myself inside of you."

She shook her head at him,

"Two more weeks Jake and then you can have at it. You're the one who keeps saying how you want to keep me barefoot and pregnant. If that happens, you need to get used to my pussy being off limits!"

Groaning Jake flopped onto his back, his arm across his eyes as he regained his breath, 

"Only for six weeks sweetheart. Longest six weeks of my life but still, " Leaning to his side he pulled her in for a kiss, his fingers idly rubbing his semen into her skin, "What?! It's good for stretch marks!"

Sammie shook her head, loving how he could go from passionate to playful, how he made her laugh and how he made her brave,

"And I never realised how horny a pregnant woman could be... I loved that part! Being at your beck and call for sex... "

Sammie snuggled into him, 

"I'll admit to enjoying having you as my very own man whore!"

Feeling his laughter resonate from his chest, she kissed his jaw,

"Man whore!! How very dare you!! If I wasn't a gentleman and you weren't off limits I'd punish you for that."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah!"

He kissed her, a slow kiss that grew with intensity until she was pinned beneath him again, trembling and wet. If the peaceful tranquility of the house hadn't been broken by a loud shrill cry Sammie was certain he'd have made good on his promise.

He pulled back, kissing her forehead and pulling on his jeans, heading for the door,

"I'll go Sammie, I knew it was too good to be true."

He grinned as Sammie reached for the baby wipes, cleaning his cum from her skin in preparation for feeding time. He stared as she thoroughly cleaned her nipples and laughed as she saw his cock pulse behind the denim, 

"Seriously? Jake... babies... crying...?"

He blinked, turning the handle and headed to the nursery,

"JAKE!!"

He popped his head around the door, 

"Sweetheart! You okay?!"

"I'm fine man. I was thinking..."

He cocked his head, a second cry now ricocheting through the house, 

"If you don't like being referred to as a man whore, are you okay with being a motherfucker?!"

...

"Thanks for coming Brett, and thank Laurie for the baby grows because I sure as shit know you didn't buy them!"

Shutting the door Jake flopped down beside Sammie on the sofa, his arms instinctively wrapping around her, 

"Why exactly did we do that again?"

Sammie swatted his arm and rolled her eyes at Rosie and Olivia on the adjoining couch,

"See what I have to contend with! Honestly, the body of an Adonis and the mind of a philistine."

Olivia laughed as Rosie gagged,

"Too much information... ack, ack!"

Jake laughed as he settled Sammie against his chest,

"I'm glad you're here Puds, and you too Livvy. I know it's a bit weird but I'd like to think we are more evolved than most."

Sammie snuggled into him, 

"What he means is that what happened is in the past. We're all grownups and friends, and well..." she turned to Jake who nodded dotingly at her, "We would really like it if you both agreed to be Godmothers to the boys...?"

Rosie leapt up, clapping her hands as Olivia grinned, 

"Told you so!"

"Of course we will. I mean, I will. I can't speak for her but I would be honoured!"

Rosie hugged them both and Jake kissed his sister on the cheek,

"Thank you Rosie. I know this is strange but it just means everything to us to have you in our family."

"Shut up dickwad, you'll make me cry. I said yes didn't I?"

She sat back down and hugged Olivia. Sammie twisted to look at Jake but he didn't seem to notice. The evening had been great, aside from their afternoon dalliance getting interrupted, which Jake thought he should probably get used to, Sammie had been amazing. 

A select gathering of friends, the sole purpose to meet the boys and flood them with gifts. The only disappointment was Sophia's absence but as she called them earlier on Skype from a lingerie show in Italy, promising to return with shit loads of naughty lingerie, Jake has been inclined to forgive her.

Oscar and Isaac were asleep in the nursery and Natalie, Olivia's year old daughter joined them. It seemed crazy to think that only 12 months ago he and Sammie were dancing around each other, teasing each other to the brink of madness with their sexy games and finally scorching the sheets with the kind of sex most people can only dream about. And then Olivia turned up and Sammie ran and Jake thought it was all over. 

And then came Natalie. Sammie had taken it well, amazingly well considering her inability to conceive and her obvious heartbreak about it. His brave beautiful woman had been the rock around which they all clung. It was Sammie who called Natalie's father informing him that he had a child and who on hearing his nonchalance, handed the phone to Rosie who proceeded to rip him a new one across the Atlantic. And it was Sammie who turned her room into a space for Olivia and the baby when they left hospital. He wasn't exactly put out when she moved into his room. 

And four months later, exhausted, emotional and bleary-eyed from helping with night feeds, it was Sammie who comforted him as he stared blindly down at the positive pregnancy test. Turns out that not only was Richard a manipulative prick with control issues but he was also a lying asshole with very slow swimmers. There was never any question about getting rid of the baby and when the scan showed twins Jake thought his heart would leap out of his chest. And boys! Not that he was against the idea of a girl and as soon as Sammie had the all clear he was definitely going to start working on that, but it was nice to have a little testosterone in the place. 

By the time Sammie gave birth, they were settled in their new house, a functional 3 bedroom with a garden and a whitewashed fence and a shed. Jake grinned, he'd gone all out suburbia and he loved it. Waking up to Sammie nursing his sons filled him with happiness, finally living the life he'd never realised he wanted. 

"Why are you looking so smug Edwards?"

Sammie jabbed him in the ribs and he groaned,

"What! I'm just thinking how nice this is, all of us being together... God woman, you can't keep your hands off me for one minute!"

Olivia smiled,

"It is nice to have a bit of quiet although how long the babies will sleep is anyone's guess."

Jake nodded, 

"See! Livvy gets it!"

He pulled Sammie into his lap and pressed his burgeoning erection against her arse,

"JAKE!!"

Rosie snorted, 

"See here was I thinking fatherhood had changed you Jake but I can see that you are still sex mad and a total child to boot!"

He stuck his tongue out and Rosie followed suit, the siblings pulling faces and cracking each other up, 

"Honestly Liv, there was a point there when I wanted to soundproof his room such was the level of his shenanigans..."

Olivia laughed as Jake tried to look shocked and Sammie pressed his hand to her lips, kissing it before settling it over her stomach,

"I still maintain Rosie that you could have learnt a lot if you hadn't been so busy snoring away!"

"I do not snore! Bastard! Take that back!"

"You do Rose... but it's kinda cute."

Sammie and Jake stared at Olivia who shrugged and at Rosie who had suddenly turned scarlet.

"What the fuck...?"

"Are you two together...?"

Olivia grinned and Rosie took her hand, kissing the palm,

"Oh for heaven's sake! Yes! We're together! Jesus, why is that so strange?! All that time Jake you thought I needed to know how to please a man and actually, it turns out that a man was the last thing I needed. Turns out I'm a pretty excellent lesbian thank you very much. And I've got mad skills. Maybe you could learn something?"

Jake almost choked and Sammie laughed,

"He's got some mad skills of his own Puds but it's a nice offer!"

She felt him fidget behind her and squeezed his hand, 

"So Liv... all that time we were together...?"

Olivia shook her head, 

"Honestly, I don't know Jake. Until Rosie, I'd never even been attracted to a woman before and lord knows why it had to be her," Rosie threw a pillow at her and Olivia grinned, "I mean look at her, gorgeous but extremely high maintenance!"

"Tell me about it!"

"After Natalie was born, Rosie was there for me, my friend, my ally, and one day I just looked at her and realised that she was even more than that."

Jake huffed out a breath, 

"And it's the same for you Puds?"

"Pretty much. I finally feel like I'm the person I'm meant to be and with the person who can truly let me be that. And the fact that's she's hot is a bonus!"

Sammie laughed and Rosie kissed Olivia, a gentle kiss with only the merest hint of tongue. Jake barked a laugh and tried to mask it but Sammie felt his cock twitch against her back, 

"If you ruin this Edwards, I will make you regret it!"

"What?! What did I do?"

Sammie rolled her eyes at the others as Jake pressed Sammie down into the sofa, rubbing his nose against hers and tickling her ribs,

"All I was going to say was that anytime they fancied undertaking a new parent orgy I would be more than happy to help, or watch, or participate or film it!"

Sammie scowled as he kissed her, his laughter fading away as his tongue met hers. She forgot about Rosie and Olivia and kissed him back, feeling her nipples bead in anticipation of his touch and if one of the babies hadn't woken, crying out, it was likely she would have straddled him there and then, company be damned. 

Pulling back she glanced at Rosie, her chest heaving and her lipstick smeared, Olivia looked much the same and Sammie tried not to notice how her shirt was suddenly unbuttoned to the waist.

Rosie stood, smiling down at Olivia and bending to kiss her again, 

"I'll go. Fingers crossed it's only wind because I am so not up for a shitty nappy."

"Oh please... you get to burp her, cuddles and songs and I get the poo and the puke! I gave birth to her Rosie, the least you can do it wipe change her diaper!"

"Nappy darling! How many times do I have to tell you that you aren't American! Do you need to be reminded what I had to do to you to stop you saying sidewalk instead of pavement?!"




Room Mates Pt. 16: Epilogue



Olivia blushed as Jake and Sammie stared at the pair, eyes wide with mirth, 

"On second thoughts Rosie, I'll come with you... just in case... erm, yes, just... just move damn it!"

Sammie laughed and Jake buried his face in her neck, his body shaking with glee,

"So am I right in thinking that not only are my sister and my ex now a couple but that Rosie is somehow a top? Am I the only one who pictured her spanking the word sidewalk out of her?!"

Sammie sighed as Jake kissed her neck, his body snug in the v of her thighs. In that moment she felt totally at peace, wrapped in the arms of the man she loved, her best friend equally blissed out doing lord knew what down the hallway. 

She had everything right there, beautiful children, a home and a life with the best person she knew. Who also happened to play her body with the skill of a world class musician and could get her wet and achy with nothing more than a wink. Every day was an adventure, slightly more adult fun than the days of their youth and none the worse for it. Jake had given her everything, made her feel secure and confident and loved and if the flip side of that was that she sometimes felt like a sex addict, well he was always on hand to help her out.

"So you like the idea of a 4 way then do you Jake?"

He paused in his exploration of her neck and looked deep into her eyes,

"I can not lie to you babe, the idea of three hot naked women is pretty appealing!"

Sammie scowled at him as he kissed her, rocking against her core,

"I'm kidding! Fuck! Why on earth would I ever want anyone other than you! You Sammie Barratt, soon to be Sammie Edwards..." he rocked against her and grinned, "Hint! You are the only woman in the world for me and you know it. GP enforced celibacy and all. You are all I need and all I want until the day I die Even when you're old and grey and have no teeth, I will still worship and adore you!"

"I'll order the KY now then shall I?."

She kissed him, wrapping her thighs around his waist and mentally calculating how many minutes made up two weeks. Even if she did ignore the advice, how bad could it be? Surely feeling Jake pounding deep inside her cunt would be worth it.

As always he read her mind, stroking her hair from her face and covering her with tiny butterfly kisses, 

"We can wait Sammie. Waiting is practically our thing."

She huffed and Jake sucked her pouted lips between his teeth, sucking gently, 

"I'll even let you chose how we get back on the proverbial horse. How's that? Full control, all the decisions in your hands?"

Sammie smiled, 

"You are just the most amazing man Jake. It's no wonder I love you as much as I do really, when you say things like that!"

"Never gets boring hearing you say things like that babe!"

"Now if I could just stop you saying things like new parent orgy and 4 way, you'd be perfect! Maybe I should ask Rosie how she broke Livvy of her bad habits..."

She squealed as Jake blew a raspberry into her neck, his fingers squeezing her breasts and his cock hard against her thigh,

"You can try but you'll never stop me! You love me and my dirty mouth!"

Sammie sighed, 

"I do Jake, I really do!"

They kissed, leisurely exploring each other's mouths as Jake's hands explored her body. Slowly he lifted his head and stared at her, his brow furrowed,

"What it is Jake?"

"About the orgy?"

"Really? What happened to me being the only woman in your life?!"

Grinning he squeezed her arse and she moaned,

"And you are my love, my beautiful feisty sexy baby mama, my angel, my darling, my precious, my love" He waggled his brows and Sammie rolled her eyes as she laughed, "I may have been joking but did you notice that neither one of them said no?!"