Because the spinning stops briefly, I start unbuttoning his shirt. The primary button is so infinitesimally small that it slips from my fingers a number of occasions.

With a groan, Sam grabs my hand. “Right here, let me,” he says towards my mouth, and finishes the remainder of the buttons.

I slide the shirt over his taut shoulders and down his arms, my fingertips brushing his pores and skin and burning for extra.

He peppers kisses alongside my jaw and down my throat to nuzzle into the criminal of my neck. His arms slip the straps of my gown down, so he can kiss throughout my collarbone.

As my head lolls again, the spinning returns, and I’ve to snap my head up.

Sam pulls again. “You okay?”

“Mhm.” I nod, however halt after I really feel like I’m going to fall over.

“Perhaps we must always cease.”

I pout. “What? No. I don’t need to cease.”

I attain for him, however he grabs my wrist. His eyes slim as they flick between mine.

“Sam,” I breathe, dropping my gaze to his mouth. “Kiss me, please.”

He huffs, nonetheless scrutinizing me, however doesn’t make a transfer.

I chew down on my decrease lip and thrust my chest out. “I would like you.”

With a shudder, he steps ahead to pin me once more. He cups the again of my head and wraps the opposite round my waist as if to regular me. His kiss is extra tender now. The fervour from a minute in the past isn’t there. It’s nonetheless a terrific kiss, but it surely’s completely different, like he’s dealing with me with child gloves.

Nicely, I’m not going for that form of night time. I need this to obliterate our friend-zone.

I push him backward till his again hits the door. The drive of the collision makes him grunt, however his kiss doesn’t waver. After I hike my leg up round his hip, he grips my ass firmly to maintain me pressed towards him, and the fervour returns.

I’m moaning, groaning, and grinding my approach towards an orgasm when instantly, my physique goes slack. I can’t even maintain my head up.

“Whoa, Brynn,” Sam says, his voice stuffed with concern as he holds me up.

I mumble one thing, however even I don’t know what I’m attempting to say. I merely fall into Sam’s embrace, trusting him. The very last thing I keep in mind earlier than the world goes black, is Sam telling me he’ll handle me.

And I consider him.

***

“Sam?” I say, although my voice is weak. My mouth and throat are so dry, I can’t even swallow. As I sit up, I rub my eyes, attempting to get them to focus within the muted daylight streaming via the curtains. Scooting as much as relaxation my again towards the wall, I drop my gaze to the aspect desk to see a glass of water and two aspirin tablets. I toss them again, exerting all my self-restraint to not chug the water. With a protracted exhale, I knock my head towards the wall. I’m in Sam’s mattress.

Alone.

What occurred final night time? I keep in mind most of it, although the top is a bit hazy. I do know I informed him to deliver me residence, and whereas I don’t keep in mind precisely what occurred as soon as we obtained right here, I do know it was getting scorching and heavy. Did it get hotter and heavier? How far did we go?

I throw again the blanket, relieved however confused after I see I’m not sporting my gown. As an alternative, I’m clad in a pair of what appear to be Sam’s sweatpants and a t-shirt. I don’t keep in mind placing these on. Did Sam undress and re-dress me?

Pulling the neckline of the t-shirt out, I dip my chin right down to additionally see I’m nonetheless sporting my bra. Confusion washes over me. So, I didn’t get bare, however I didn’t put these garments on both. What the hell went on right here final night time?

As if he hears my query, Sam strolls via the bed room door with a mug in a single hand and a plate within the different. His face lights up when he sees me. “Hey, you’re awake.”

“Yeah. I awakened a couple of minutes in the past.”

“That’s good. I used to be afraid you’d sleep all day.” He walks to the mattress and takes a seat, setting the mug on the desk and handing me the plate. “Right here, I made you some toast. I figured you’d want one thing in your abdomen earlier than you are taking the…” His eyes drop to the aspect desk. “Aspirin.”

“Too late,” I say, snatching the toast and taking a number of bites. “Thanks.”

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