The One Who Got Away

Chapter 12

        Surprisingly the night got better, my brothers showed up. At one point I lost Cassidy in the mull of everyone. I watched Nichole get mad as her elegant party turned into a beer drinking rocking time. Those who had the option of not drinking still had fun and that including me, I was dancing with Jake for a big portion of the night. 

    It wasn't until around 1am that the party ended, and as I searched for Cassidy. Most of everyone was gone already and so I stepped outside pulling out my phone to send Cassidy a "where are you text?" She was pretty drunk the last time I seen her, I chewed my lip looking around and found her car. But she wasn't with it.

        I sighed leaning against the car, and staring at the phone waiting for a reply. 

    I was waiting for some time when I heard someone clear their throat, I looked up to see Sam and he was leaning on the heel of his foot. "I think she left already."

        "Great." I pulled out my phone and started to request an Uber. "Do you want a ride?" I looked over at him and hugged myself "It looks like you need a ride." He laughed shaking his head "I'm just a little Tipsy." I pushed him lightly and he almost fell "Looks like you better call Bridget." He sighed looking up at the ceiling.

    "She already went home." I stood straight up and looked around "Well clearly you can't drive." He held out his keys "It's the white one." I looked around and spotted the only white car there, I grabbed his arm and helped him walk to the car. I opened the door for him and shut it when he got in, I walked over and got into the drivers seat. I'm not surprised he drives that he has a Audi. 

    I started driving and then realized, I don't know where he lives now. "Where am I even taking you?" 

        He mumbled something I couldn't understand, I yawned  and had no other choice but for him to come home with me. So I drove up to my house, it was dark so that meant that everyone was in bed. 

    I walked over to his side and open the door smacking his arm "Wake up." He didn't respond the first few attempts until I smacked his arm, repeatedly and he shook awake "Yeah." I unbuckled him and pulled his arm "Come on." He got out and followed me into the house and stumbled knocking over the mail tray by the door.

        "Damn it Samuel be quiet." I growled, and he held up his hand and I helped him onto the couch giving him a blanket to sleep under. "Please do your best not to throw up or f**k anything up, the bathroom is over there." I whispered and set up a puke bucket and tissues, I helped him out of his jacket and shoes.

    I went upstairs and into my room stripping out of my clothes and going into the bathroom and turning on the shower. My brain was working a thousand words per second and I couldn't stay focused. I left the hot water run over my skin and just stood there for some time letting the stream melt into me.

        I finished cleaning myself up and got into my PJs and walked into my room falling into bed. I was exhausted and my body felt very VERY drained. I just wanted to sleep forever, but I knew that it wasn't possible. Forcing myself to go to sleep because I knew that Amelia would be up pretty early and I needed to be awake for her.

    I had just fallen into a good sleep, when I felt the bed dip and a body close to mine. I was to tired to move, as I felt an arm wrap around my waist and move close to me. A soft whisper said "Ali." and then it faded as snoring began. I pulled the blankets around me more as I fell into a deep slumber.

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    He slowly kissed up the side of my neck, until his lips met my own. I moaned into his and pulled him closer, His hands seemed to be everywhere but not where I needed them to be the most. I opened my eyes as he pulled away and whispered "No don't.." He smirked as he pulled his shirt off and I stared biting my lip, god he was shaped like a god and I wanted nothing more then to lick and kiss all the way-. Before I could even finish that though he leaned down and kissed me ones again pulling me up to him and pulling my top over my head and tossing it aside.

        "God you don't know how long I've waited for this moment." He spoke against my lips. 

    "Less talking." I pushed him onto his back and fell with him and giggled, "Kiss me Ali." I did exactly that pressing my lips against his, while I unbuckled his pants pulling at the zipper. He pulled his mouth away from mine and started kissing my breast "OH." Was all I could manage to say, 

    I squirmed against his lap and he moved his hands to my ass as he nibbled and sucked on my breast holding them with both hands "God your so f*****g beautiful." I moaned putting my fingers in his hair and holding on for dear life as I rocked against him. He ignited something within me that I just didn't want to hold back.   

    "Please don't stop." The friction from his bulge against my silk pajama bottoms made me want to c*m, He pulled back and I growled at him and he chuckled pulling my mouth back to his as his fingers snaked into my bottoms and I felt his fingers digging into my ass. I couldn't take it anymore as I broke the kiss and backed off of his lap pulling my bottoms off before returning back to sitting on his lap and kissing him again.

   I started hearing ringing in the distance and it wouldn't stop. Like it was somebody's phone, but it seemed so very distant. That's when my eyes opened, but instead of seeing him I looked up to see the ceiling and the very bright sun coming in through the window and it hit me.

    I had been dreaming, I glanced over to see that Sam was in my bed and he was curled up against me with his hand on the side of my belly. God what is wrong with me.