Ben waited with baited breath. He just asked the woman he loved to move in with him. She still sat astride him. His cock still deep inside her. "I have an apartment lined up in London, between both colleges. Move in with me." Ben asked, but his eyes pleaded. Her features in the starry night indicated she was very torn.
"Well..." Sam trailed off.
"Wait don't answer now. Just think about it. For now, let me finish loving you. Because I love you Sam." And to impact his statement he thrusted his up into her warm canal.
Sam gasped. "Okay I promise to think about it. Just don't stop doing that." She groaned clutching his heavily muscled shoulders for support.
Ben pumped another slow thrust into her. He felt her walls clutch around his aching member. A low guttural groan escaped from him that came right from his balls. Soon Sam began to take over again lifting herself off his body then back down. The water around them started to slosh against the rocks and themselves. Ben had to release her hips to get a better grip on the rocky surface he was perched on. Her heated skin was a stark contrast to the cool water of the lake. As Sam picked up the pace her vocalizations got louder. Ben bent forward and captured her mouth with his to keep from disturbing the neighbours. Plus the fact that many of their relatives were just down the lake and he didn't want to bother them. Ben's mind still reeled over the fact they didn't mind that the two of them were in love. A few were not so okay with it, like Sam's mom. Ben only prayed she'd come around with time. Because he could not imagine a life without this woman. Sure they were only 18 but there was no doubt that Sam was 100% woman. From the curve of her hips, the gracefulness of her neck, the seductive curve of her breast. She was a full grown woman, his woman. The pace picked up so that he could no longer keep a cohesive thought. The pleasure was so exquisite. Ben could feel his balls tighten, his sperm boil through his shaft. At the same time Sam began to scream in extract, her inner walls clenching him to the point where it was almost painful. Sam lay slumped over his body. Her heated body like a sensual blanket draped across his body. "Come on, lets go to bed." Ben whispered into her ear.
Sam was unable to met his eyes and gave him a quiet nod. The oversexed twosome made their way up the path towards the cabin. The lights were all off and the place looked imposing. As if at any moment Jason would come flying out of the woods. They headed straight to the master bedroom. Neither of them bothered with sleepwear. They just slipped between the rumpled sheets from the night before. Ben laid stretched out on his back. But Sam turned her back to him, facing the large picture window. Minutes later she could hear the soft snore of Ben, indicating he was asleep. She needed him. That was the simple of it. She wanted Ben and not just in the physical sense. She was 18 years old and she was always known for her independence. But she wanted Ben, for better and for worse. And it scared her. She needed to talk to someone. Sam slipped on a pair of jeans and Ben's sweatshirt. His smell was woven into the fabric. The smell of pine and male musk. The meagre fragrance had her turned on, wanting more of his yummy body. But instead of turned back to the sheets she grabbed the flashlight from the dresser. The walk to the other camp was a bit spooky in the twilight hours. Rustling brush and noisy night critters had Sam walking the path quicker then she normally would have. Moments later she was standing in front of her parent's cottage. None of the lights were on, indicating everyone has gone to sleep. Sam opened the door stealthily not wanting to wake anyone. Peering into the first room she could see her grandparent's passed out, her grandfather snoring loudly. Creeping by she peered into the next room. Her mom and dad were asleep. Walking in silently she stood near her mother gently shaking her shoulder. Her mother's eyes widened at the late night intruder. Once she realized it was Sam her expression closed off. Not a good sign. "I need to talk to you." Sam whispered so only she could hear.
Sam's mother nodded and looked to her husband who was sound asleep. Grabbing her bathrobe she followed Sam outside to the deck. "Well?"
Sam flinched at her mom's clipped tone. "Are you okay?"
"You came here in the middle of the night to see if I was okay?" The annoyance was evident in her hushed voice.
"That's part of it. I know you weren't expecting this. Neither was I." Sam sat down in one of the green deck chairs.
"Its not just that Samantha. You really freaked out your sister. How do you think she felt seeing you and Ben having sex? What is going to happen when you and Ben break up? How is the family going to go about socializing?" Sam's mother paced angrily.
"I am sorry about Amanda catching us. But I will talk to her tomorrow. Try and smooth it out. As for Ben and I breaking up. I don't think its going to happen. That's what I wanted to talk about. He wants me to move into his apartment in London in the fall." Sam explained, holding her breath.
"What?" You two just started...dating." Sam's mother bit out. "What did you say?"
"Nothing yet. He told me to think about it. I want to. I really do. But mom, I have never wanted someone so much. I mean its scary. He is all I think about." Sam explained passionately. Then in a small voice whispered, "He' my only need."
Her shoulders slumped in submission. "Well then the only thing you can do is move in with him. But if he hurts you I am going to castrate him personally."
Sam ginned and rose to her feet. Making her squirm due to the last load Ben shot in her was still sloshing around. She gave her mother a hug. "Thanks mom. But I am going to be with him forever."
"Now you get to back to your man. If he is anything like the other Blackstone men it must have been hard to leave as it is. So to speak."
"Mom!" Sam gasped.
"What? You thought the stork brought you? Please your father and I still have a very active...life." Sam's mom smiled secretly.
"On that note. I'm leaving. What is everyone doing tomorrow?" Sam asked.
"Back over to Ben's grandpa's cottage. Boat's leavin' at noon. Don't be late." She gave her daughter a pointed look.
"Got it. See you tomorrow mom." Sam waved as she turned the flashlight back on and headed down the trail.
Ben woke up to Sam laying on his chest. Her hair was sprawled over his chest and her arm was curled around his neck. She was utterly boneless and utterly his. She was so trusting and innocent while she slept that it made Ben's heart contract. God he loved this woman. Looking past her creamy shoulders he noticed his sweatshirt and her jeans on the chair. They were not there when they went to bed. Ben wondered where she went, but it was not worth waking her up for. He finally understood that Aerosmith song. He didn't want to miss thing. Sam murmured into his chest and inched her leg up his thigh. Her sex was pressed up against his leg and it was obvious how wet she was. Ben was immediately making an impressive tent in the sheet that covered his and Sam's lower body. Ben began to trace idle circles on Sam's soft, smooth back. Ben touched the small smattering of freckles on her back and chuckled softly when she shivered. Suddenly Sam was moving herself to lay fully on top of him. Ben noticed her eyes were still shut. Sam ground her clit into the root of his aching cock. Ben gave a low growl and gripped her hips. Sam kept rocking her hips, whimpers coming from her closed mouth. Ben lifted her hips slightly and slipped deep inside her. When his balls touched Sam's ass her eyes flew open. That woke her up. "Mornin' sunshine." Ben slowly thrust into her.
"Ohhhhh." Sam gave a throaty groan. "What a way to wake up." Sam framed Ben's head with her arms and give him a soft kiss. Ben began to pick up the pace. The thrusts became rougher, making an audible slap as he drove home. Sam began to grunt and squeal, which fuelled him to flip her on her back. Ben dug his toes into the mattress and added some angle so that the root of his dick bumped up against her clit adding some stimulation. Sam had hooked her legs behind his butt and dug her heels into his back. Sam was enthusiastically humping back on Ben's swollen cock. "Come on Ben, fill me up!" Sam arched her back into his body.
That did it for Ben. A few more thrusts and he felt his cum shoot out into Sam's walls. After the last thick rope left his cock, Ben slumped down onto Sam's sated body. Not wanting to hurt her he rolled to his side and took her with him. He looked down to see Sam's heavy lidded gaze stare up at him. "I love you so much Sam."
"Ditto." Sam smiled, giving him a soft kiss on the stubble dotting his jaw.
"I'm hungry, I'll make breakfast today. Or maybe lunch." Ben offered.
"Lunch?" Sam sat up and turned to the clock. It was 11:50. "Shit! Ben the boat's leaving at noon. We have to get going!" Sam tossed the sheet back and ran for her bag. Sam slipped on her swimsuit and a sundress. Looking over she saw Ben was just now climbing out of the sack. "Come on!" Sam exclaimed as she pulled on a pair of purple sandals similar in colour to the dress. The dress was of a breezy material that came up about 3 inches above the knee. The only thing was that it was a bit tight in the chest making the centre button pull across her chest tightly. Sam started running a brush through her hair and turned to see Ben's progress. The vision made her mouth go dry. He was pulling on a pair of tan cargo shorts with no underwear. They sat very low on his hips showing off his razor sharp hipbones. Sam squirmed uncomfortably while trying to concentrate on getting a non-existent knot out of her hair.
"You look awesome. We better get going." Ben gave her an appraising look and reached for her hand.
