Chapter 4: Regrets

SAM'S POV

IF their was anything to describe what if felt burning through my soul the moment i kissed him it most had to be fire, I could feel every bit of its inferno burning inside my soul as my lips mover against his in a passionate dance

I could feel as my racing heartbeat tried to escape my throat he had gripped with his string firm hands.

An icy shiver ran through my bloodstream, racing with my nerves leaving my skin frozen with everywhere he touched.

I hadn’t known it was possible to desire passion so much as I was right at that moment, it was something so much , something I feared was at equal measure with the fate of my heart .

Hesitation stopped my feet and tugged at every bit of common sense left in me as nonetheless, I suddenly knew that even if I chose to change my mind and turn around and this right at that moment I couldn't possibly do so as I felt sired to him.

Every inch of my body burned as he lifted me from where I was sitting and kissed me as he walked toward his bed.

He dropped me on it slightly and gave little kisses down the nape of my neck up again to my lips.

Every part of my skin felt sensitive as freshly waxed skin, to his touch as he forced his legs in between my inner thigh forcing his leg between mine to be slightly parted.

He didn’t look at me, but continued kissing me widely, pushing his tongue farther as it could go into my lips.

My breaths and the drumming of my heart fluttered in the air before silence liquefied them and turned them into moans that sounded like sweet music.

I brushed a hand across his neck and dug it into his thick jet black hair and pulled him closer to me . He let out a quiet, tense breath.

His fingers laced through the soft strands of my fabrics and tugged at it gently letting it fall from.my shoulders.

His hands skimmed up the backs of my thighs, underneath my dress and my pulse sparked like crackles in a fire.

My breasts were bare now exposed from my fallen straps, it stood heavy and tight so close to my

face as I heaved wildly.

He only had to lift his head to put his mouth on them, and he did just that he buried his face into them setting me on with a flame of fire

His fingers grew firmer on my breast as she suckled on each , gripping the flesh,caressing it.

Something tugged on my stomach from the inside as the fiery heat of his palms burned through my skin.

Every squeeze sent a fire between my legs, settling into an empty ache.

My breaths came out rasped and shallow while he remained silent and concentrated on his passionate torture.

I could feel as the air in my lungs began to thicken, igniting itself as it burnt my lungs with every inhale.

A silent moan escaped my lips as he kneaded the flesh between my laps, my fingers curled in his hair pulling at it as he found his way up to my panties and traced the cotton downward.

My body hummed in anticipation, when he reached where my clits should be he tugged the fabric to the side and rubbed his thumbs against it brushing my clits sending a sizzling sensation up my spine that knocked me off.

When my other hand found his nape to catch myself, my short nails trailed down the back of his neck.

A moan poured out of me when his fingers slid further downward and one finger pushed inside of me without warning.

He withdrew his fingers and as I muttered how “Fucked” I was into his ears.

He fucked me slowly, in and out, and the pressure built between my legs.

My head fell back and my palm came up to his neck, my nails running the length of it.

A haze had infiltrated my skin and my mind, I needed one thing, could think about only it.

His gaze lifted and his eyes met mine; the blaze

inside them was liquid lead and darker than shadow.

He lined his dick with the line of my vagina and looked again as if to ask for my permission before sliding in.

Our lips were inches apart when he kissed me and we shared a breath.

He pushed himself inside me deeply, thrusting away as we made love.

I had countless toe crawling orgasms before he announced to me he was about to cum, he had hardly announced it before when he grunted as he came inside me.

He rolled away from me and heaved heavily facing the roof.

Common sense slipped back to me as I heaved deeply at the aftermath of what just happened.

The sex had been crazy but now when I think about it, all I felt was shame.I saw myself cheap.

He rolled over and walked to his safe, careful to hide the numbers as he opened the safe taking two heavy bundles out of it.

He tossed them to me as he walked back to the bed.

I looked at the money surprised as it was way beyond what I had initially charged him.

"This was not what we bargained on."

"Sorry, " He muttered before reaching to the side of his bed pulling out another bundle of cash.

"What is all this money for?" I was surprised as I held in my hands enough cash for ten jobs.

"That is for your jobs"

"Jobs?"

Leo looked at me like I was crazy. "Yeah, for the drawing and the sex ."

My face grew red with rage, I rolled out of the bed and walked into his bathroom without saying a word.

A while later I walked back out ready to leave, I took each bundle of cash and tucked it into my bag still staying mute while he looked at me still confused.

I walked toward the door before stopping at an afterthought.

I turned back and walked back toward him.

"Son of a bitch." I cussed before swiping him across his face and storming out.