Raleigh
When Samantha emerged from the bathroom, Raleigh was standing next to the dresser in front of a large mirror, tucking his shirt into his jeans. He looked up, his breath hitched, and he could feel his cock fill. She stood in front of him, waiting for him to say something, but all he could do was stare. Finally, he spoke.
“My God, Samantha, you have got to be the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my entire life. If I died today, I would die a happy man, knowing I got to spend my final days with you. If we didn’t have to be at the Twisted Kitty tonight to meet with Bryant, Tolliver, Jacobs, and Macalister, we would be here in this room, my hands tracing your incredible body and memorizing every curve.”
Samantha blushed as she moved in closer to Raleigh. Just inches from him she leaned in, whispering in his ear, “You do know how to make a woman wet, don’t you? Just the thought of what’s to come when we get back here tonight has my body on fire. Raleigh, you sure know how to get to me.”
The feel of Samantha’s breath on his neck sent waves of pleasure down his spine and to his already engorged cock. Her perfume was mesmerizing; his head was spinning. When she moved in to kiss him, the softness of her lips on his made his cock twitch. When he felt her rubbing her hand on his cock, the heat she made against his jeans felt so incredibly good. If she kept this up, he would come in his jeans before they even left the hotel suite.
Her hands felt incredible, and the combination of her kissing his lips and rubbing his cock was getting him so close to blowing that he had to stop her. He wanted to save this load for her; he wanted to feel her tense and tighten around his shaft and coat his cock with her juices. His body tightened, and he could feel himself grab Samantha around the waist, begging her to continue. Sliding his hand up and under the hem of her dress then up her leg, he drove two of his fingers into her wetness. He felt her tense around his fingers, and the quicker he moved his fingers in and out of her, the quicker she rubbed.
She grabbed for the button on the waist of his jeans, attempting to get inside, but Raleigh stopped her. “Oh no, not yet baby. Two can play your game. The only difference is I have very easy access to that wet pussy of yours, and I am gonna play with her as much as I can tonight until I can dive my head between those luscious legs of yours and lick and suck that clit until you coat my face with your juices.”
“You’re on!” Samantha said as she pulled away from Raleigh. “Don’t you think we should get going? The quicker we go, the quicker we come back.” She grabbed her purse as she watched Raleigh pull himself together.
“Girl, you are killin’ me. I swear you are quickly topping my list of obsessions. You know we men only dwell on hunting, racing, football, and sex, not necessarily in that order. But baby, I would give the rest of those up if it meant I could make love to you each and every day, twice on Sundays, and an occasional quickie at lunch. I’m not needy; I just need you.”
Raleigh softly touched Samantha’s arm then moved it to the curve of her lower back, gently guiding her through the door, down the hallway, and to the truck. Stopping in front of the passenger door, he opened it and helped her into the cab, teasingly giving her a shove by grabbing her ass and pushing her in. “There, darlin’, are you all settled in?” he asked, laughing as she straightened the dress he had deliberately pushed up around her waist.
She gave him a look then smiled. “Always testing your limits, Raleigh.”
“Would you expect any less, darlin’?”
“No, not at all. It’s part of the reason I fell in love with you. You, Raleigh Fitzgerald, are one of a kind.”
“Well, I suppose I should take that as a compliment,” Raleigh replied as he shut the door and walked to the driver’s side. Sliding into his seat, his mind drifted and went blank. Did she just say fell in love with? Did I hear her right? Do I ask her to repeat it or just go with the flow and hope she says it again?
Raleigh’s head was spinning the entire drive, and he wanted to ask her, “Can you repeat that?” But he was too afraid of what he might find out. He wanted to know if what he heard was truly what he thought it was. What if he was wrong? Then he would look like a fool or just plain needy. Samantha was very special to him, and he didn’t want to mess it up by forcing her to say “I love you.” Sure, he had said it, but he wasn’t going to force her to say it or make her feel obligated to say it. She would say it when she was ready and when she felt it and not before.
***
Samantha
As they pulled up to the bar, Samantha smoothed over her dress then checked her hair and makeup in the mirror. Raleigh watched; he was mesmerized by her, and a smile crept in as he began to tell her a few in and outs of the old place. “Watch out for Macalister. We call him Wolverine; he is handsy. Bryant, well so is he, but he’s a gentleman about it. He likes to pull the ‘Here, let me help you with that’ line. Jackson, he’s a great kid. He’s young and brooding over some girl back home and still recovering from an injury he sustained in Afghanistan. Oh, and by the way, you are the most beautiful woman alive and will definitely be the most beautiful woman in this place. You, my dear, have nothing to worry about. The guys will love you as much as I love you.”
Raleigh got out of the truck and walked over to the passenger door, opened it, and helped Samantha out. “You are quite the southern gentleman, aren’t you, Raleigh Fitzgerald?” she said as she looked up at him and smiled. Raleigh wrapped his arm around Samantha’s waist, and they walked into the dimly lit bar.
The music pounded as he opened the door. Samantha took a deep breath and walked in, Raleigh close behind. It took a minute for their eyes to adjust, and Samantha was surprised at the number of people filling the small hilltop bar. It didn’t take long for Raleigh to find his buddies as he guided Samantha through the crowd of people.
Macalister was the first on his feet and quickly crawled over the other men to greet Raleigh and Samantha. “Chief, it’s about time! Did you get fucking lost? We figured you woulda beat us here.”
He finally turned his focus on Samantha, and in the true brash Macalister fashion, he visibly worked his eyes up and down Samantha’s body. Then looking to Raleigh, he said, “And where did you find this hot piece of ass?” Raleigh instantly shot him a cold, stern look that told Macalister back off without Raleigh having to say a word.
Macalister stepped back and reached for Samantha’s hand, then in one swift motion he bent down and kissed her hand. “I’m sorry, ma’am, please accept my apology. I forget myself sometimes, especially when I am close to a beautiful woman.” Winking at Sam, he raised up. “If there is anything you need, I will be right here.”
With all the commotion Raleigh hadn’t noticed the other men had risen to their feet to greet them. Raleigh made the introductions after Macalister had finished talking to Sam.
“It’s great meeting all of you,” Sam said as she noticed that Jackson Tolliver had pulled a chair out for her and was waiting for her to sit down. “Thank you. May I call you Jackson?” she asked.
“Oh yes, ma’am, you may,” Jackson replied as he pushed the chair in for her.
“You beat me to it, Jackson. Another true Southern gentleman right there, Ms. Sam.” Raleigh patted Jackson on the shoulder.
“Thank you,” Raleigh said as he took the chair next to Samantha. “So how long have you degenerates been here?” Raleigh asked with a huge grin on his face. Samantha noticed how Raleigh’s whole demeanor changed around his men—a happiness, or maybe more contentment, she hadn’t seen in him before. She wasn’t sure, but it made her happy to see him smiling. Samantha thought back to the conversation she had overheard earlier in the day between Raleigh and his mysterious caller.
It was becoming quite clear to her that he wanted to be back here with his men. They were his family; she could tell just by their interactions. As she sat watching them, she could see the pure joy those four men brought to Raleigh. He truly loved his men like brothers, like his family. She only hoped he had room for her once he came back here.
As the men sat, joked, and drank pitcher after pitcher of beer, Samantha kinda felt like the odd one out, but she watched and listened as story after story flowed. She was beginning to learn more about Raleigh than she ever thought she would. When the conversation changed to that of Raleigh’s ex-girlfriend, Raleigh attempted to squash the topic, but Bryant kept on. She could see in Raleigh’s face that he was embarrassed, but Samantha slipped her hand under the table and placed her hand on his leg. It was her way of showing Raleigh that she supported him and it was okay. He looked over at Samantha and mouthed I love you. Samantha smiled and leaned over to whisper in his ear. “I love you too, Raleigh Fitzgerald. Don’t you ever forget that.”
Raleigh sat for a second and let it sink in, then he turned to her and smiled. In one single motion, he wrapped an arm around her, pulled her into him, and kissed her. He didn’t attempt to hide it; he picked her up and twirled his way to the dance floor. Holding her tightly around her waist with one arm and holding her cheek in the other, he bent down and kissed her again.
When he finally came up from their kiss, he looked at her, his eyes so full of love, and said, “Baby, I wanna spend the rest of my life with you. I know we have to be careful right now, but know everything will work out. Once all of this is over, we can be together and not hide in the shadows. I already have things in motion. You just gotta be a little patient. You, Ms. Sam, have made me the happiest man alive, and I love you more than life itself.”
“What about your guys? Will they stay silent and keep our secret?” she asked.
“Yeah, darlin’, they will. I trust them as much as I trust you. We are family, and they know how I feel about you.”
“How do they know? Did you tell them already?” Sam questioned.
“Nope, don’t have to, they just know. And when we get back to the hotel, I am gonna show you just how much you mean to me.” Raleigh pressed his rock hard cock against her leg. “You feel that? That is what you do to me. If I could bend you over on this dance floor right now, I would. You are the only woman I have ever met that can keep me in a constant state of desire,” he said, smiling at her.
Samantha paused for a moment then lifted up on her toes to whisper into his ear. Raleigh bent down to meet her halfway. “You know, Chief, we can go outside for a break, and I can give you a glimpse of what’s to come and a bit of attention until we get back to the hotel. I really miss having your stiff cock in my mouth and wouldn’t mind getting a little taste of you to tide me over. What do you say, you wanna disappear for a few minutes while I suck your cock out back?”
Raleigh’s heart raced, and his cock thickened and twitched inside his jeans. He reached down and grabbed Sam’s face, holding her cheeks and kissing her deeply. Finally answering her question, he said, “My God, yes baby, but promise me to stop when I say stop. I don’t wanna come yet. I wanna build up the tease until we get to the hotel. Deal?”
“Yeah, deal!” She winked at him. “Which way is the bathroom?”
Raleigh pointed towards the back of the bar then said, “I will meet you in three minutes. Go out the back door. Don’t worry, there is no alarm. It goes to the smoking area. Just meet me out at the parking lot. There is a nice big tree and some grass across from the lot. Meet me there.”
“I will,” Sam said then stepped off the dance floor, leaving Raleigh. He watched as she headed toward the restroom near the back of the bar. He turned toward his friends, walking over to the table. The first one to speak was Macalister.
***
Raleigh
“Well, you got it bad, Chief! Don’t think I ever saw you like this with Kristen.”
“Let’s not mention that sewer slut anymore. Kristen is not even in the same league as Samantha,” Raleigh replied.
“Okay, well, ya know the sewer slut is back in town. She stopped by my place the other night, looking for you. I think she heard you were in town.”
“Do me a favor, guys, and if you see her, tell her I left town already. You haven’t seen me and don’t expect to. I don’t want Samantha dealing with Kristen’s crap. Damned pyscho bitch!” Raleigh grumbled.
The men all agreed in unison. “No problem, Chief. We got your back!”
Raleigh glanced toward the back of the bar. “Looks like the line for the latrine went down. I am gonna go use the bathroom. I will be right back. Save our seats.”