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I still fucking loved her fire. Dropping my wallet and jeans, I shoved my boxers down and fisted my erection. I’d never fucked a woman uncovered, and the minute I ran the tip along her sex, I knew I’d never go back. Her soaking wet folds beckoned me and when I pushed inside, I swear angels started singing.
“Holy… fuck…” I gritted out.
I tried to take it slow, so I didn't bust before her, but Sam wasn’t going for that. She shoved her hips back, forcing me deeper, and my resolve disintegrated. I growled, grabbing her hips for leverage as I slammed my hips against hers. Like every time we were together, Sam tried to hold back her screams, but when I hit the right angle, she cried out and her whole body tightened around me.
Everything was dialed to eleven without the wrap. I was normally not shy with my own responses, but it was so good I couldn’t suck in a breath. I put one of my hands against the wall of the building, leaning my weight on Sam’s back, and went fucking wild. And thank fuck, Sam loved it just as much as I did, because I couldn’t concentrate beyond the tight, wet grip around my cock.
“Ah, fuck. Come for me, honey.”
I was begging, but my balls were drawn up and I was seconds from blowing my load and I didn’t want to go without her. I released her hip, snaking my hand around to press my fingers against her clit. It took only two circles for her to scream out my name, and when her pussy clamped around my cock, I died and went to heaven, coming so hard I collapsed against her.
We came down together and once I could stand, I pulled her up against my chest, kissing the side of her neck.
“You got any idea how perfect you are?”
She hummed, reaching back to run her fingers through my hair. I felt smug as shit that she was too blissed out to answer me. After fixing her clothes and mine, I gathered her close, resting my forehead against hers.
“I got lucky when I found you, honey. Who needs drugs when I can have a hit of you?”
She rolled her eyes, a smile pulling at her lips. “Shut up.”
She thought I was teasing, but I was telling the truth. Every time I’d gotten sober before had been hell on earth. There was nothing I wanted more than the next hit. This time, I knew I’d stick with it because I wanted something better than the hit. I was high on Sam, and there wasn’t a better feeling on the planet. And the best part? She’s fucking mine. She wasn’t going anywhere.
* * *
SAM
Clink going to rehab was difficult, especially in the first few weeks. He refused to let me go back to my apartment, saying it wasn’t safe, and honestly, I was really glad about that part. Just going back to pick up the few things I had left there gave me intense flashbacks of being kidnapped. I would be farther from Tyson, but Tyson promised I wouldn’t even notice. We still met up at least once a week to hang out. And I still helped him with the NA meetings and youth club on the weekends.
This time, though, I didn't have to go home to an empty house at the end of each day and mindlessly stare at my tv until I could go back to work. Quinn finished up with her day about the same time I did, and Allie came around soon after. The only person whose schedule was a little weird was Riley, since nurses really didn’t do the whole nine-to-five thing. But whatever time wasn’t spent working or with Croy was spent with us. I thought maybe I’d have a hard time fitting in with them since those three were such a tight group, but they acted like I’d been part of the group forever and I never felt left out or awkward.
For the first time in forever, I felt like I really had people I could rely on in my life. Even the crew, as rough and tumble as they were, made me feel at home. They caught on pretty quickly that I didn’t drink and someone always brought me a soda when I came downstairs to hang out. No one pushed me to drink or act differently. They just accepted me and I loved them for it. Sure, they were technically criminals, but they were all good people, and Riley told me they’d all hit the streets to look for me when I was taken. I had an entire crew of misfits watching out for me after years of being alone, and it meant the world to me. My church going do gooder family would’ve never done something like that.
My phone rang and when his name came up, a smile pulled at my lips. I answered, tucking the phone between my shoulder and my ear as I kept working.
“Hey, you.”
“Hey, gorgeous. What are you up to?”
“Working. How about you? How’d therapy go today?”
A beep made me pause, and I put my tools down to look at my phone screen again. The video request made me smirk, and I smiled brightly when his face popped up. He had that same mischievous grin that drew me in that first day we met, and I missed it more than words.
“I said I was working, you know.”
He lifted a shoulder. “I like watching you work. It’s hot.”
I couldn’t roll my eyes any harder and it made him laugh.
“What do you want, Clink?”
“I got a surprise for you.”
Raising an eyebrow, I looked around for a place to balance the phone. He knew I wouldn’t hang up unless I absolutely had to, and I really wanted to get this done. It was the last job of the day and Riley and Allie promised they’d teach me to be better at poker tonight. We didn’t play with money, but it was still fun. I wanted to get good before Clink got back so I could win a game of strip poker. So far, I’d lost every time we played.
I was about to set him down against the wall when I noticed the view behind him. He wasn’t in his room, and it didn't look like the rehab place behind him.
“Where are you?”
