Sam stood at the stove cooking some aromatic bacon and eggs for herself and Ben. The weight of his words earlier were on her shoulders. What do they tell their family about this? Ben was in the shower cleaning off the remains of last night. Sam itched to join him and give his body some special attention. But she needed to think. So Sam opted to cook breakfast while he cleaned up. Maple bacon and eggs were a personal favourite. While flipping the eggs the phone rang. "Hello?"
"Hi Sam!" Bev's cheery voice rang over the phone. "The whole family is meeting over at your grandfather's for lunch, so how about I bring Steve there." Bev asked.
"Sure that is fine." Sam agreed and after a quick goodbye hung up. Her little cousin will not be showing up today. The reason she was at her uncle's cottage was because she was supposed to watch him. But fate seemed to keep throwing her curve balls and it ended up Ben and her rather then a babysitting night. Sam never experienced a night of passion like the one she just went through. Her body still hummed in pleasant satisfaction. But she wanted more, more kisses, more licks, more groans of pleasure. Because she loved Ben. God help her she loved her cousin.
Ben walked up behind his cousin and wrapped his arms around her, making her jump. "Hey gorgeous." He nuzzled into her ear.
"Hey yourself. I made you breakfast." Sam turned in his arms and gave him a loving kiss.
"I am feeling hungry for something more then food." Ben growled into her ear, feeling his erection grow. Sam turned away and out of his embrace, tending to the food. "What's up honey?" Ben asked.
"Lets eat, we need to talk." Sam handed him a full plate of food.
Ben nodded, as much as he wanted to get in her now, he knew they had to discuss what to do. Ben sat down across from Sam at the oak dinning table. He could taste the salty goodness of the bacon on his tongue but his mind and his eyes were on Sam. He'd do whatever she asked of him. If she cut off their relationship right now, he'd allow it, if she didn't he'd be the happiest man alive. Because Ben loved her and would do anything to make her happy, even if it meant pretending nothing ever happened between them.
"Do you like your food?" Sam asked.
"Yeah, your food is excellent." Ben nodded, for all he knew he could be eating a boot, his mind was elsewhere. Then Sam turned her blue eyes on him. It was obvious she had come to a decision.
"Where did you get accepted to school?"
Ben's eyebrows shot up in surprise, not the topic he was expecting. "Uh I am going to Western in the fall." Ben replied unsure as to where this was going.
Sam nodded. "I got accepted to Fanshawe College."
Pure excitement shot through Ben. As of this fall they'd both be living in the same town hours away from their closest relatives. She was going to give them a chance.
"We wont tell them. Because to be honest I am not ready to let you go yet. I just found you." Sam admitted.
Ben looked at her straight in the eyes. Part of him wanted to whoop with excitement and happiness and the other half wanted to shed a tear of joy. But being a man he did neither. Ben cleared their half-eaten plates of food and approached Sam, one thing on his mind. Making love to the woman he loved.
Sam's eyes grew wide when Ben approached her with a predatory walk. His crystal blue eyes focused on her as if there was nothing else in the room. A zing travelled down to Sam's stomach and lower. Obviously Ben had no problems with her idea and if anything seemed more turned on by the fact. If the thick ridge in his shorts were any indication. Sam knew she was already wet. Sitting across the table from that solid wall of prime male specimen was difficult. She knew she had to think, but a lot of her wanted to forget the morality of the issue and crawl onto his lap. Ben stood in front of her, towering down on her seated frame. Sam quickly made gone her t-shirt and stood up to remove her shorts. She didn't bother with bra and underwear because she knew they would had a bit more exercise soon. Looking over she saw Ben did away with his only piece of clothing, his shorts and his cock was laying heavy on his stomach. Sam reached out and grasped it, slowly jerking it paying extra attention to the sensitive underside of the head. Sam stood on her tip toes and gave Ben a gentle kiss. Ben stood stiffly for a second as if trying compose himself. "Come on Benny...let go." Sam licked his lower lip. Ben suddenly kissed her hard and passionately, like a man possessed. Ben backed her up to the table and lifted her onto the table. Sam broke the kiss chuckling. "Wow déjà vu. Last night the pool table and today the kitchen table?" Sam asked, giving him a playful lick on the nose.
"I want to try every surface in here before I have to leave." Ben kissed the inside of Sam's neck as he plunged his tumescent tool inside Sam's soft sheath.
Sam felt a shiver of pleasure roll through her when Ben entered her. The dinning room table was shorter and they connected wonderfully without Ben climbing up to join her. Sam felt Ben's fingers bite into her ass as he pumped himself in and out of her in a rough manner. The table squeaked in protest of the action. But Sam didn't care, the friction was so wonderful she didn't want it to stop. Sam dragged her lips across Ben's heated flesh, tasting his fresh sheen of sweat on his pectorals. With every flick of her tongue Ben's grunts grew louder. Sam wrapped her legs around his hips and trailed one fingernail up his spine. Ben immediately slowed down to a more relaxed pace, driving slow deep thrusts into her.
"Damn woman your going to make me cum." Ben growled while leaning her back onto the table.
"And that would be a bad thing?" Sam asked coyly. She smiled in self satisfaction until she felt Ben's lips on her stomach, making her gasp. Their sex was still lock with him deep inside her, but now he was exploring the territory he charted last night. Ben gave a quick lick into her bellybutton then started a lazy trail up her stomach towards her breasts. Sam's hands were laced through his thick brown hair, and soft moans of pleasure continued to purr out of her throat. Her cousin was a lover like no other. When his lips met her breasts Sam gasped with pleasure and held his head there, not wanting it to end. Sam arched into his greedy mouth and began to flex the inner walls of her cunt, which got a strangled noise from Ben. He looked up into Sam's face and gave a wicked grin.
"Two can play that game." Ben replied giving a strong thrust back into Sam.
Sam grinned wide, happy they were on the same page. Soon Ben's pace picked up and Sam's pants became erratic and uneven. She began to twist and writhe under his constant attention. Sam began to whimper the one noise that seemed to fuel Ben to another plateau, a strong jackhammer thrust that made the poor oak table screech with protest. But neither of them cared. Sam felt that familiar feeling build up inside her, she was going to come soon. Sam reached up to wrap her arms around Ben's neck.
