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"How 'bout I just show you?" he throws it out there as casually, although you don't miss his eyes glancing down at your cleavage.

"Be my guest." you set your beer bottle aside.

He does the same, scoots over, and leans in to kiss you.

It got very real very quickly, and it takes you everything to coolly put a stopping hand on his broad chest.

"I thought you were gonna show me how you go down on a girl?"

"Don't worry, we'll get there," he reassures you with his signature smile. "If you're up for it, of course."

"Oh. Sure." your hand relaxes, smooths down his t-shirt.

He takes a good look at you, like he's making sure you want this, and only closes the space between your lips when you find yourself leaning into him, too.

Sam kisses with ease. It's easy to forget how nervous you actually are, being more intimate than you've ever had with anyone. It's easy to follow the flowing rhythm of his languid kiss, his resting palm on the side of your face.

"Let me know if you wanna tap out," he murmurs softly against your mouth.

Ever so thoughtful, this fella. You can't help but smile teasingly. "What, and miss out on your state secret?"

You share a quiet laughter as he deepens the kiss again. A subtle way of saying, we're doing this. He indulges himself on your lips before wandering along your jaw, down your neck, with his teeth grazing and tongue soothing your skin.

Not in apprehension, but in wanting more.

God, you forgot what it's like to be kissed like this.

His hand trails up your knee, drawing featherlight invisible patterns as he pushes the hem of your dress up. It coincides with him biting your neck, and your breath hitches.

"Get on the bed."

You don't waste any moment to sit on the edge of the bed behind you, making way for him to kneel between your legs.

He pays attention to your inner thighs the same way he did your neck. Unhurried kisses, unfaltering hickeys, unfazed pace to makes you buck into him.

His finger finds your panties, damp with arousal, and he can't help but trace the outline of your nether lips there.

"Anyone ever made you wet before they even touch you here?"

"Nuh-uh."

"Yeah, you definitely need better men," he offhandedly comments while helping you out of your underwear.

You cradle the back of his head as he nears your core. "Sam, what if I'm not... good?"

He smiles in reassurance. "You can't not be good. Just sit back and relax. I got you."

And then kisses you down there with the same ease he did earlier, boldly tasting your wet folds and licking your swollen bud in a way that steals your breath.

"Oh."

"See? You're doing so good, baby," he hums into you, and the vibration is driving you a little mad.

Soon he's got both of his hands on your ass, pulling you in while he devours you. Warm tongue running up and down your slit, and swirling your clit, and fucking your pussy until he finds the thing that makes you sing.

And he's been there for ages. You briefly wonder if he's getting tired of eating you out. And it's completely okay if he is; you know it takes a lot to make you come and--

"God, I could do this forever..." you hear him mutter, although you're not entirely sure if he's talking to you or just to himself.

But as you grind your hips, he delves even closer and takes everything you give him with like he's craving for it. Picking up the pace he's on your clit and letting his beard burn deliciously with the growing burning in your core.

Your breaths grow ragged and the moans you let out are increasingly more desperate. "Sam... Fuck, I'm gonna-- I'm close..."

"Let go, baby. I got you," he replies immediately, and sucks your clit until you fall apart under him.

Gushing, trembling, convulsing against him.

And the feeling doesn't go away. Not completely. Not when you feel Sam's finger entering you, stretching you in a way that his tongue couldn't. And it takes you an extra few seconds to realize that he's still going.

"What?" He looks up at you. "You don't think I'mma get you off just once, right?"

You look at him, speechless.

"Just lie back. I ain't done with you yet." he winks and then sinks another finger into you. Pumping it in and out while his tongue circles your already sensitive nub.

It really doesn't take long to send you over the edge the second time. Your orgasm takes over in a violent wave and you have to push his head away for a little break.

He crawls over you and plants a kiss, chaste but filthy with arousal at the same time, with a cocky grin. "How'd I do?"

"Ugh, you know how you did," you groan, too prideful to admit. "I don't suppose you're a good fuck too, huh?"

"Only the best, baby. Want me to show you how it's done?"

"Sure. Just out of curiosity."

He looks at you as if saying he knows what you mean. It's not like you're trying to hide it either. But he just said, "Sure. Out of curiosity."

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