Page 65 of Ask No Tomorrows


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He eyed her for a long while. “Only one way to do that…”

She stared longingly at him. “Then do it…”

He rolled over so he was leaning over her, staring into her eyes. “I know what you want, what we both want…but I can’t give it to you here, and now.”

Her eyes widened, as tears threatened. “I know…” she barely breathed.

“But kissing you is a pleasure I can’t deny either of us.” He stared into her face. “No woman’s ever kissed me like you have. With their whole heart. I envy the man that gets you, Riley…” he said lowly for her ears only.

Then at long last their lips mated, slowly, questioning, passionately. With an abandon she never expected, he cherished her, ravished her, loved her. She rolled him over so he was on bottom and her hands shyly went over his back and then back up to his nape where her fingers lingered at his thin layer of hair as Sam kept his hair very short.

“Riley…” he gasped between kisses. “Kissing you is the greatest pleasure I’ve ever known…”

“Sam…” she cried out just before his lips nipped and pulled and her mouth flowered into his.

His lips burned a trail along her jaw line, to her ear, where he laved then blew softly. Then he trailed more kisses down her neck to the opening of her shirt where she lifted herself toward him to let him know it would be alright. But he stopped.

He suddenly pulled himself up against the bedpost, and pulled her on top of him. He was no longer kissing her, just holding her. His hand rested gently at her breast over her shirt. He felt the swell of her young sweet breast as his thumb moved ever so lightly over the tip of her breast. She moved sporadically over him as his thumb continued its absent stroking.

At first she wasn’t sure he was aware that he was touching her, and she glanced up into his desire ridden eyes.

They were both panting.

His lips embedded in her hair and neck, kissing, loving, touching.

She felt his manhood spring to life and she gloried that she had caused that reaction in him. But would he act upon his feelings?

“Go to sleep Riley, go to sleep…” He sighed against her ear.

“Is that what you want?” she asked in a whisper, turning her head so she could see him once more.

“No…but it’s what’s best for now…” He sighed.

But his thumb was still stoking the fires within her. How could she sleep with his touching her like that? Nothing had prepared her for the inner core of longing that swept through her from his touches. She’d never made love, but she wasn’t afraid of Sam. And she so wanted him.

Her eyes finally closed, and she dreamed of the day that Sam might take her as his own. She cuddled against him all night long as he held her in his arms, touching, kissing, and loving her.

The next morning, she woke up in his arms, her cheek rested on his bare chest. Her eyes opened and she saw his nipple. It intrigued her. Before she realized what she was doing, she covered the nipple with her mouth and sighed. He jerked up, threw her almost off the bed and stared at her long and hard.

“Don’t do that…” he screeched.

“Why not…doesn’t it feel good?” she asked innocently.

“It feels…never mind how it feels.” He shook his head and got off the bed on the other side of her. She had spurred his anger, and immediately regretted it.

“Get dressed, you got to go see the lawyer this morning,” Sam instructed as though nothing had happened.

“Okay.” She swallowed her pride and the hurt he inflicted then went to the mirror to fix her clothes and comb her hair with the comb provided by the hotel.

After she turned her back, Sam got dressed.

An hour later, after they had eaten a big breakfast, they went to the lawyer’s office.

She introduced Sam and they sat in front of the big desk to await their fate.

“So you’re Ethan Morgan then, her cousin?” the lawyer asked as he went through the paper work once more.

“Yes. I arrived just yesterday, in fact.”

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