Sooner or later God'll cut you down

It were as if their bodies had been sculpted solely for each other; it wasn’t Tina’s first time noticing so, but it had been months– too damn long since she got to experience the feel of it. Sam’s soft, full lips gliding over her skin - his gentle, yet fiery touch whispering over flesh and dipping into her wetness… it was all too much. Her breasts were perkier than ever from the ministrations of his mouth, from the ice and tequila still leaving them sticky. Sam mused that she show him how much she missed him as he pushed inside of her expertly; he could already tell, just by how damn wet she was for him, but Tina managed a shaky nod as she adjusted to the fullness of his cock buried within her, eyes fluttering closed as she squealed his name. A few slow bounces and she managed to control her breathing and collect herself, expressing how good it felt. A smile flickered at her lips when Sam too agreed, the way he gasped as her hips rolled and she rode him languidly provoking moans from the brunette. She was so glad now that she had saved herself for him, and if Sam wanted it, he’d be the last guy she ever was with. Ever. His body was rock hard beneath her, Tina’s nails skating gently over his steel-like abs as she bounced, his palms keeping her close and their bodies tight while he grasped her ass, touch squeezing and clinging to her cheeks needfully. Their tongues danced erotically and lazily, seeping energy and breath from each other; panting, Tina told Sam of some desires she’d had, hoping that he would just take her without warning all this time they had been sharing a bed. His promise that he would now that he knew brought goosebumps afloat her tanned skin, and a new gush of wetness dripped from her.

“M-Me too,” she purred as his strong grip rose to her breasts, squeezing them and tweaking hardened nipples, which drew her moans into pleasurable whimpers. “Better not break that promise,” she arched into his touch, eyes darker than usual as they focused on his magnetic green gaze, and dropping to his rough fingers, toying with her chest. Her bounces had already sped and become a bit more forceful, but as Sam filled her in on his own thoughts– the things he wanted to do with her and where, she cried out a sharp “Oh my god,” her hips rising and falling upon him more fervently. Her walls were pulsing and clenching around his cock, but Tina tried to hold on; she wasn’t ready for it to be over yet. They were known for teasing each other… and she had a feeling tonight wouldn’t be any different until they both reached their hilt. Tee’s breathing came more hurriedly as Sam lifted himself to a seated position, she still riding his shaft relentlessly, memorizing the way it felt to have him within her, and the ripples that shocked through their bodies. “Ohhh, fuck,” she breathed as his mouth again teased her nipples, wet tongue hot and dusting over sensitive peaks. He knew exactly how much he was teasing her. Tina’s hand gripped Sam’s hair tightly as she kept him close, her bounces less fluid and more sharp and quick, pushing him into her faster bursts. Tina was letting her body win, it close to giving in, and when Sam stole kisses from her and went on about how badly he wanted her at work, her body started to shake a little, signaling she wouldn’t make it much longer.

“You can have me wherever you want, Sammy. I promise you, every shift I have here I’ll be turned on, just at the thought of what we did tonight.” When Sam lifted to his feet, the shift in position gave Tina a moment to cool down a little, at least to the point where she could last slightly longer. “Always,” she nodded, voice soft-spoken. There was no one she trusted more than Sam. She groaned as he carried her, then sandwiched her between the wall and himself. They were so close to the door that any late night lurker walking buy could easily hear their moans and movements. And yet, that only turned her on. She gripped his shoulders, whining in delight with ever plunge Sam took into her heat, and as he pinned her wrists above her head, her tiny body trembled at being fucked so wantonly by him. “Good, because I can’t of you either. You can fuck me anytime, anywhere, Blondie.” He was marking their territory by claiming every spot– the bar, the wall, and now the tables with the heat of their glistening bodies. Tina squeaked as Sam bent her over one of them, his hips instantly colliding into her backside as his thickness slipped into her again. Her nails dragged across the tabletop, fingers grasping the sides to keep their movements steeled and purposeful. “You’re– amazing– Sam,” she cooed in shallow breaths, breaking with each hurried pump. His words made her smile, and hushed, Tina assured the same. “I don’t want to know where I’d be without you. You’re… you’re my everything, Sam.” And she meant it. His lips and tongue traveling over her spine had Tina shivering, her head dropping forward in ecstasy. Cries and moans alternated from her, and Tina’s legs started to shake, her thighs twitching as her muscles clamped down around him. Tina didn’t know if she could hold on much longer; the urge to rub her clit and shoot over the edge was strong, but she wanted to wait his permission.

“S-Sam!” she cried loudly, knuckles turning a little white as she gripped the table more harshly. “I’m about to cum, babe… I don’t know how much longer I can last…”

Taking Tina atop the bar fulfilled one of many fantasies Sam had kept locked away in his mind practically ever since he’d met her. She was happy to engage in any wanton activity he suggested, happily bouncing on top of him as they finally let go of all that tension between them and gave in to mutual needs. Her body was slick with desire and sweat now, every change in position furthering the ability to fill her up the way he wanted. She rode him hard at first, and when he carefully kept Tina in his grasp as he slid off the bar to the floor Sam was careful to keep her from breaking their connection to one another. Pressing her against the wall next, the pace slowing down to allow them to cool down a little while not fully losing each other. Sam held her arms above her head as he ground up against Tina, hips still moving to push inside of her. He’d admitted to wanting her on every surface in the bar so there was no way she’d be able to forget him taking her whenever she worked, and grinning at her insistence that she’d never forget made him work even harder to please her. “Good,” he huffed as his mouth dropped to her bare shoulder. Murmuring against glistening skin, “And I hope you’ll remember how it feels to have me inside of you like this.” It was so easy to slip into this dominating frame of mind now, with Tina’s body pressing up against him skin to skin in every delicious way. He was sure anybody walking by outside would be able to hear them carrying on and it excited him, made him more selfish to have her all to himself too.

With a loud grunt as she gave him permission to take her wherever he wanted, their claims lay all over the bar now and that was to include the nearest table as he peeled her away from the wall and momentarily separated from Tina to bend her over the edge of the table, standing behind her with hands rubbing her down. Taking almost no time to spread her legs apart and ease back into her, this time from behind Sam sank into Tina and let out another groan, deep and gutteral as their bodies once again clung to one another. Tina let out a cry of pleasure as he invaded her once more, her fingers grasping the table for support and Sam leaning over to shower her back with wet kisses, lips pressing softly to her while he pounded her from behind relentlessly now. He could feel the pressure building within himself but refused to let go yet, waiting until she was on the edge herself and promising to release. The truth was he could do this all night long, waiting to have this with Tina had been one of the hardest things he’d had to do in a long time and now it was paying off for them both.

Tina had never been more grateful that she had come to visit Sam on one of his shifts. She hadn’t expected things to get wild in such a way, but she wasn’t complaining about it. For months she’d kept her desires and feelings for him pent up and hidden, but body shots turned into so much more in the blink of an eye. Her lips on Sam’s salty skin cascaded languidly, taking time to enjoy his taste and the ripples of muscles contracting under her tongue. He’d surprised her though by being even more bold with shots to herself; Tina’s bra was soaked with the liquid, making her nipples harden even more and her to gasp. The way Sam practically ravaged her chest as he tore off her bra and let his oh-so plush lips and tongue tease perky peaks caused her to whine in delight. She grasped at his hair and then the back of his neck, fingers curling into the flesh as she kept him close to her chest - as if it wasn’t already clear enough just how aroused and amazing she felt. “Fuck,” she whimpered, dark eyes gazing down at his mouth teasing her relentlessly; it was her lower body though that still ached for something, which she resolved by moving into his lap and allowing her hips to wriggle against his. Without her shorts in the way now it made it much easier to grind against him; her panties were soaked, and only strengthened as they rubbed against each other. Even through material Tina knew Sam could feel how much he was turning her on; her naked chest pressed to his as she continued riling them up. Soft mewls befell her with each sway of hips; at this point she could care less if anyone came in to the place and saw them… even if everything was locked up.

Stickiness melded them together; Sam’s remark about being bad together sparked the already growing fire within Tina, as she expressed her desire to be again. Using his strong shoulders for balance, Tina picked up her efforts, her hips rolling more fluidly against Sam’s, enough that she could feel the length of his cock as it massaged right against her center, she practically riding him the best she could with clothes in the way. Tina moaned deeply as his hips snapped up against her in reaction; with as hard as she ground against him at that point, Tina was fairly sure she could get off this way. Her whimpers came out more winded and pathetic, and Sam seemed to notice as he started to cant back up against her, his palms firmly planted on her ass and encouraging even more closeness. Tina inquired how he wanted her first, but her lips were catapulted against his in more searing kisses, the wetness of tongues rolling along one another in similar sync to their hips. She shivered as his hands trailed over her every curve, and the blonde’s answer to her question drew a sincere giggle from her; lightly she nibbled at his lip, also not in any hurry to break their mouths from each other. “I don’t want to rush anything either, Sam. I just want you. I haven’t not thought about you since the moment we meant.” She sucked in a breath as he tugged her panties lower, the thrill of his fingers playing at her wetness reeling a husky moan from Tina as her hips jerked and knees buckled at his touch. Cinching her hands in his hair again, they tightened in tiny fists as his finger entered her, causing Tina to shake at the intrusion. “Fuck,” she murmured, his admittance making her smile against his lips, even as her tongue traced along his.

“I’ve missed you too. So much,” she assured, knowing exactly how he meant the sentiment. The faster his finger probed her, Tina’s kisses became open-mouthed ones, almost a little sloppy as she became lost to his touch. All she could manage was a nod of agreement that she wanted him to take her there and now, her hips shimmying to help him with her panties. The instant he broke the threshold Tina cried out his name, long hair flipping back with her head as she bucked in sheer ecstasy. “Fuck, you feel even better than I remember. If that’s possible,” Tina hummed, her hips immediately starting to roll between slow impales along his shaft. Leaning down her tongue pushed through Sam’s lips to again taste his; she couldn’t get enough, and her motions were smooth and effortless, because that’s how damn wet he’d managed to make her. “I wish I’d known this sooner,” she husked against his lips, teeth gingerly piercing the lower, plump pout. “Do you know how many times I fantasized about you just taking me from behind without warning when we cuddled? Or waking up with you inside of me?” Truth was, she wasn’t just saying such things to rile him up– they were true. At her confess Tina began riding him a bit harder, her hands palming her breasts desperately, skin still sticky and glistening in the low bar lights from the tequila.

From that very first time they were together in the motel out in the Nevada desert, Sam and Tina had captured an electricity that was tough to describe. All he really knew is the draw to her was impossible to resist, and now tonight alone in the bar it wasn’t even a question of getting back to their apartment, he had to have her right here and now; Tina’s responses showed that she wanted him as badly, pouring everything she had into licking the alcohol off of his body. Repaying her just the same, Sam practically stripped Tina of her bra and the heat level only raised further between them. The stickiness of their skin making contact, tequila still coating each one and their moans filling the empty bar as Tina straddled Sam. He worked feverishly to pull at her panties, tugging them down a little and soon began to tease her with his fingers. Her noises growing louder, they each admitted to having missed one another and the desires never fully going away even as they tried to remain platonic. Kissing him strongly, Sam savored the taste of Tina’s tongue as he soon heard her desire that he take her right there and then atop the bar. Working again to remove her panties completely now, as she shimmied free of them soon they were both bared completely. “Then show me how much you missed me,” he hissed, grasping Tina’s ass as he pulled her down onto him, penetrating her almost fully at once and causing the brunette to gasp out loud and cry his name. He grunted, loving the way it spilled from her lips as she shifted on top of him, cooing about how good it felt. “You too baby, this feels better than I could ever hope for,” he gasped back.

As she began to ride him with slow rolls at first, Sam steeled his body to help her steady herself, Tina controlling their activities now and when she leaned over to kiss him again, the fierceness of it just stirring him up even more now. Her tongue pressing against his own caused Sam to growl over and over in between breaths, and his hands continued to press against Tina’s ass for every slow movement. Her skin was as smooth as ever, and she lifted up enough to list some of the thoughts she’d had the past few months as they’d struggled not to get together. Every thought she had turned Sam on more and more, and with each part of the list Tina began to go at him harder, adding little thrusts as his hands fled up to her chest, palming her breasts and soon Sam began to tweak sensitive nipples as he stared up at her with pure desire written on his face. “God, I wish I’d done both of those things to you... now that I know you wanted it, I damn sure will.” He sucked in another deep breath as he started to move his own hips finally, meeting each of her drops with a thrust up into her harder than before too. “I never stopped thinking about this either, all the times I wanted to just rip your clothes off and take you in the kitchen. Or late at night in bed.” His desire burned for her hotter than ever, and slowly Sam forced himself to get into a seated position on the bar, able to look at Tina face to face as he remained inside of her, not able to do much more than guide those slow hip rolls again. Burying his face into her cleavage once again, his mouth rolled over her breast now, tongue flicking over nipple once more.

For months Tina had dreamed about rekindling things with Sam in a more than friendly manner, but she hadn’t been sure it was the right thing to do, not after he took her in, gave her a place to live and got her a job. Her feelings for him never faded after that first night; in fact, they just grew stronger every minute they spent together. She wasn’t sure if Sam felt the same way too, but after he’d protected her that evening, Tina could no longer hold back a flood of emotions as she pinned him to the door and kissed him with fervor. Luckily Sam reciprocated, and after more kisses and some shed clothes they found themselves eager to take body shots off one another. Tina admitted how difficult it had been not to cuddle or kiss him when they lay together at night, but was stunned to hear she wasn’t the only one battling that desire. “Really? You could say that,” she chuckled softly as she removed her tank top. “From now on though, I hope when you feel that itch, you’ll give in and scratch it.” Helping Sam to be a little more comfortable as he lay against the bar, Tina’s fingers traipsed along his solid, muscular torso, drinking in the sight for a moment before she started to douse his navel with alcohol. He was so breathtakingly sexy that she could barely stand it, let alone believe he was giving her a second chance. Tina was thorough in lapping up any tequila that stained his skin… not just where it had pooled, but she took extra effort to glide wet muscle across the lines of his cut abdomen and stomach. His groans stirred that ache between her thighs once again, and Tina mumbled into Sam’s flesh, assuaging any idea that she only saw him as a friend by clarifying she didn’t do this with someone that was. Muffled, she moaned softly with her ministrations as Sam’s strong fingers slipped into her luxurious locks; she savored the taste of his salty skin mixed with the alcohol– the warmth that embodied his carved body and memorized every shudder she provoked.

Tina craved more of him though and was gentle as she unfastened his pants and tugged them free, her lips soon igniting another trail up his body and fluttering over his neck and jaw, overloading him with affection. Maybe it was the holiday, or his valiant actions before that allowed her to be more honest with her feelings, but Tina confessed that she hadn’t been with another since Sam, and her eyes shined when he admitted the same. He drew her closer so that she sat stop him now; Tina loved the intimacy as her chest pressed against his. “You saved me too, Sam. You turned my life around, for the better,” she promised back, matching his warm smile. A chill ran through her as his shifted into more of a smirk, curious to what his plans were. She was about to agree that it was rightfully his turn when the blonde grabbed the bottle and ‘spilled’ some down her cleavage. At contact Tina groaned instantly, her body shuddering in response to the cold liquid, and the further it soaked her breasts and lacy bra, the more nipples hardened in reaction. “Yeah, now you gotta clean me up, Blondie,” she giggly rasped back, goosebumps raising over tanned skin as she felt the warmth of his mouth invade. “Oh god,” Tina whimpered as Sam went to work, his luscious mouth taking time to run over every curve and his tongue not missing a crevice of tequila drenched skin. Her moans grew louder as Sam rubbed her down and relieved her breasts completely, but it was his tongue flicking over nipples and lapping up any remainder of alcohol that drew a whiny coo from Tina as her digits dove into his messy light locks and curled around them. Sam’s words only heated her more as he expressed how bad he wanted to be with her now. Tina hissed a stuttered “F-Fuck,” in response as she tore her bra completely off and tossed it onto one of the nearby tables. With a delicious smirk tracing her lips, Tina unbuttoned her shorts and wiggled out of them, then returned where she had been previously perched atop his lap.

“We both know how bad I can be with you… and it’s been too damn long,” she husked, nibbling at Sam’s lower lip while her hand sunk into his boxer shorts. Gently her fingertips ran along his cock, further riling him up. Now just left in lacy panties, she knew Sam could certainly feel how wet she was for him. Tina began grinding against him a bit, only the thin layers of underwear separating them now. Sticky chests melded together, and her hands rose back to Sam’s shoulders, hanging onto him as she rubbed her sensitivities against him. “How do you want me first?” she husked between teasing grinds.

Left to their own devices here in the bar, there was no reason to hold back from all the urges that had been swirling through Sam’s head for months and the happy discovery that Tina was on the same page as him just made things easier... and hotter. The promise of taking body shots had Sam on top of the bar and at Tina’s mercy, shirts tossed aside from both of them and soon it was the brunette making short work of tequila poured along Sam’s stomach, lapping up the pooled liquid in his belly button and allowing her tongue to roam freely. Sam didn’t stifle any sounds, groaning at the sound and the feeling of Tina taking her shot off of him. She took her time so deliberately, and her lips brushing over every inch of his stomach had him rippling with anticipation. Tina slid lower down his body and worked at opening his pants up, unbuttoning them and quickly had them slipped down and off with his help. Sam, laying there in his boxers, picked his head up as Tina climbed back up him, trailing kisses up until she met his mouth with her own, tongues finally meeting again in an explosion of heat and fury now. In between kisses they both admitted to not having been with anyone else since their dalliance months prior in that hotel room, and before long it was Sam turning the tables though, laying Tina down on the bar and pouring tequila all over her chest now. Savoring every moment as his mouth and tongue came alive, tasting the alcohol on the beauty’s skin and cleaning every bit of it up. Not satisfied with just that Sam soon freed Tina’s breasts from her bra and continued to lick them all over, drawing a high whine from her as she raked her fingers through his hair, enjoying every bit of it too. His breath warmed her as Sam’s heart beat so rapidly, letting his tongue circle over each perked nipple. Tina’s body was practically humming, as was his own, in anticipation of what more was to come.

Pledging to her that after they’d been so good for so long what he really wanted was to be bad with her. It sparked something more in Tina as her eyes darkened further, completely taking off her bra and wriggling out of shorts as well, retaking her perch atop Sam and grinding against him on purpose, taking full advantage of just a thin layer or two of material separating them as she lay across his chest with her own, the remnants of alcohol making each a little sticky. After reaching into his shorts and using her hand to begin building him up, her hands soon pressed down on his shoulders as Tina looked down at Sam, smirking and musing about just how bad they could be, drawing a similar look from Sam and a nod of agreement. “Hell yes,” he breathed, hands slipping down her naked torso to her hips as she began to rub even harder against him. Sam’s body bucked uncontrollably from this as she asked Sam how he wanted her first, in response he reached up and pulled Tina down into another scorching hot kiss on top of him while he pressed up against her, grinding a little himself against her wetness. Sam was already quite hard, and as his hands fell to Tina’s ass he squeezed it hard, furthering the friction between them. Unable to fully draw his mouth away from hers he mumbled against Tina’s lips, “That’s like trying to pick my favorite ice cream,” he breathed. “And I’ve got nothing but time, I don’t want to rush anything.”

Before she could think too hard on possibly destroying their friendship, Tina’s lips were on Sam’s, thanking him for standing up for her, and she was beyond elated that he was returning every action. Their bodies pressed close together as tongues reminisced the taste of one another, something they’d yet to have again save from that very first night. Sincerity rasped from her between breathy catches of air and kisses, and after a few more bouts of savoring, she sucked on his plush, soft lower lip and drew back, letting Sam know how grateful she was for him. Tina’s eyes softened at the blonde’s confess that he was just happy to be her friend. Immediately she parted lips to correct him, or at least let him know that she saw him as much more, but before given the opportunity his lips were swooping hers up again. Lost in the moment, the brunette mewled softly, the sound raising to more of a whimper when Sam lifted her up, her thighs immediately encapsulating his body. He was so strong - not that she was big by any means - but quickly Sam had hoisted her up on the bar top, their lips and tongues still wrestling together. Admitting he was all she needed for the night, Tina’s legs again pulled Sam against her, them parting just perfectly to fit him snug to her. There was no wasting time in getting off Sam’s shirt, and instantly, like magnets, Tina’s palms pressed to his insanely sculpted torso, reveling in ripped muscles. She didn’t even bother to hold back a groan as she mooned over them vocally, informing Sam that she had missed them. His permission that they’d been there and were hers whenever she wanted drew another smirk to the woman’s lips. “I always want them, Sam. Do you know how hard it is not to reach over and run my nails over them when you’re asleep?”

Nodding eagerly as Sam agreed to her idea for body shots and hoisted himself atop the bar, Tina’s eyes sparkled while she memorized every twitch of his form. Grinning wholly as his head rested close to her, Tee’s digits dove into blonde locks, letting her nails feather tenderly over his scalp while she took the bottle of tequila he offered with her other hand. Her heart fluttered as he called her babe; she couldn’t recall that happening either, not since that initial meeting. “So, anything I wish?” Tina mused, pulling her own top over her head and rolling it up into a makeshift pillow for Sam’s. Placing it under his head make him more comfortable, Tina kicked off her sandals, letting them fall to the floor with a thud as she twisted more his way, thankful that the top of the bar was quite wide for them both. “Nah, I like limes, but I’d rather just taste you,” she husked, moving to hover over Sam’s body from the front, straddling him with her knees. Her golden skin prickled with goosebumps as she poured the liquor into his navel, purposely doing a little extra so that it dribbled along his abdomen. “I’m just happy to be your friend too, Sam…” Tina trailed as she lowered, almost laying between his legs now, dipping wet muscle into the puddle of alcohol pooling in his navel. “But I don’t do this with someone I think of as just a friend.” She’d made it clear now, and whether Sam would approve of her emotions or not, they were out there now… sort of. Humming softly as she moaned and suckled at the rest of the tequila, Tina’s eyes caught his green ones as she languidly dragged her tongue across his skin, collecting the extra drops that had trickled over his abs. Her breasts practically spilled over the top of her bra in this position, and feeling Sam’s bulge growing in his pants, Tina’s digits started to unbutton them to give him a little more comfort. Finally cleaning him completely, she hooked her fingers into Sam’s pants, tugging them down with his assistance, and then crawled back over him, capturing his lips with hers again. ‘You know, I haven’t been with anyone since you,” she confessed honestly as her lips traveled across his jaw and feathered presses down his neck, trying to ignore the ache now throbbing between her thighs. “You’re special to me, Sam.”

Thank god for privacy, the two of them alone in the bar now that the place was closed and things were getting far out of control to the point that Sam couldn’t stop even if he’d wanted to. Which he absolutely didn’t. He and Tina had kept things platonic all this time since being reunited, but there never stopped being that pure attraction between them... he chuckled as she mused about how tough it had been to keep her hands to herself while they slept in the same bed night after night, in admiration of his abs. “Funny, that sounds a lot like the nightly battles I’ve had not to pull you in close and kiss those lips, Tee. I guess bedtime was pretty tough for us both, hmm?” In between strong thighs as he kissed her again, her hands running along his chest, and he loved the idea she had to do body shots off of one another right now. “Anything at all,” he promised again as he lifted himself up to join her on the bartop, and watching with burning intent as she lifted her tank top up and off, rolling it up as Tina sat there in her bra, holding onto the bottle of tequila. As he laid down she placed it under his head like a pillow, and soon was on her knees straddling him. He laughed huskily as she admitted to just wanting to taste him, but he knew that was soon to happen just as well. As she poured the liquid into his navel it was cold, Sam’s body reacting slightly and she let a little extra trail up his stomach as well. Beginning to tell him she was happy to be his friend too, once her tongue dipped into the pool of tequila and lapped a bit of it she corrected and pointed out how she didn’t do this with just friends. It brought another smile to Sam’s lips, as well as a groan from the feeling.