She felt him groan against her skin when he finally ended her torment and touched her. Despite wearing a tight leather pants, his hands down there felt so good, so right.
“Sam…” she moaned out his name in need as her arms around his neck tightened. She wanted more. More than this. She wanted him to tear her pants off her so he could more than what he was doing right now, forgetting that it was just moments earlier when she was telling Sam to stop and that they should not be doing this in a public place like this. “More Sam, please… don’t hold back.” She begged desperately. She just could not help it. She could not even stop her hips from bucking and riding on his hand. “Make me feel that again…”
