10. Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Ben

I t took about two hours for the doctors to finish taking care of my granny. In the meantime, my family kept trying to make conversation with Sam, with the intent of finding out just how serious we were. If I knew, I would tell them. All of my brothers made an effort to make small talk with her, and so did my dad, who was rather relaxed for someone whose mother had a broken leg. My mom was too concerned about the aftercare Granny was going to need, but she was very polite whenever they interacted.

Finally, Granny was wheeled out by an orderly, and we were ready to take her to my parent's house. I wasn't the one brave enough to give her that news, so I just simply said hello to her and gave her a kiss. I introduced Sam to her and she gave her a smile.

"Well, aren't you a pretty little thing?" Granny says.

"Oh, I don't know about the little part, ma'am."

"You can call me Granny or Esther. My grandsons like women with some meat on them, so don't you worry."

If Sam wasn't red before, she turned as red as a tomato now. I happened to like Sam's curvy figure.

"Stop that Granny, you're embarrassing Sam."

"You need to know if she's made of stern stuff. Otherwise, she won't stand a chance being a Hoffer."

"Oh god, Esther, didn't they give you any sedatives? You need to chill." My mother says.

I glance at Sam and she gives me a worried look. It would be just my luck that my grandmother scared away the woman I was growing to love.

Sam moves to the side and lets the family pass. They were following Grandma out of the hospital. Looking over at Sam again, I wonder if I can make a case for finishing our date.

After all, she wanted to be by my side here at the hospital. I wasn't really ready to part just yet. I grab her hand and intertwine our fingers together, then pull her towards the emergency room exit. The closer we got to the parking lot, the louder Granny’s protests were. I guess they told Granny they weren't taking her home.

Thankfully, I was parked a few rows over from my parents. All I could see from here was my parents and brothers circling Granny and trying to convince her this was best for her. If they didn't convince her, one of us was probably going to have to go live with her. I guess we could do a rotation that included Dad. It'd be inconvenient, but I think Granny would be better off that way.

I wasn't the one that was going to give them the idea, though. Besides, right now, I have a date to finish.

"What did you think of everyone?" I ask.

"They were all very kind to me. Your grandmother is a spitfire."

"She's a strong, opinionated woman, and we love her to bits."

"Is it true that you like women with meat on their bones? Or was she making that up?"

"I love every curve on your body, Sam. You're the perfect woman for me."

Sam went very quiet at my words and didn't say anything until we got to her house.

"Let me walk you in."

I went over to the passenger side and opened the door. I extended my hand, and she took it. Her hand was warm and soft, and I loved that contact between us. When we stood in front of the door, I lowered my face and kissed her gently. Before I could pull away, she put her arms around my neck and kept me in place while she deepened the kiss.

When she let me go, I had a semi but didn't want her to notice. I stepped back, but she grabbed me.

"You're not leaving, are you?"

"It's late."

"I don't have to work tomorrow. And you, sir, have to finish what you started earlier."

I feel my face grow warm, even though we're out in the cold. By gosh, I'm blushing. I did make a promise to this beautiful woman earlier, and it's my responsibility to fulfill it. I nod and she opens the door for us to enter. As soon as the door closes behind us, Sam is in my arms and we're kissing.

Her clothes are easy to discard, and so are mine. When we're naked, I grab her in a fireman's hold and take her to the bedroom. I turn on the light and see that the room is decorated in a style that suits Sam. No fuss, no muss. Everything seems to be in its appropriate place, though Sam has never given an OCD vibe—at least not to me.

I drop her in the middle of the bed, and she bounces. Her smile is radiant, and her blush goes down to her neck, chest, and even tiny ears. Something like a growl comes out of me, and I stand like a superhero on the side of the bed. That just makes her giggle some more, and I take objection to that.

"Stop trying to intimidate me and come here."

She has one hand behind her head and, with the other, traces her breasts as if showing me the path she wants me to take. Then she surprises me by going further down her belly and then between her legs. She cups herself and sighs noisily.

"Is that where you need me, beautiful?"

"Yes, please."

Her voice comes out husky and seductive, and then she spreads her legs, offering herself to me. When she opens herself up and starts playing with her clit, I'm about to explode. Pre-cum is already dripping steadily from my hard cock and making a mess on the hardwood floors. I climb into the bed and kneel between her beautiful, curvy legs.

I stroke my cock a couple of times, and she licks her lips in response. I love how Sam's face shows every thought that passes through her head.

"Are you on birth control, Sam?"

"Yes. We don't have to use anything."

"Are you sure, beautiful?"

"I'm sure. I want nothing between us, Ben."

I tease her legs lightly with my fingertips. It makes her break out in goosebumps. She looks lovely like this, all spread out for me. She's all woman, even with her pixie haircut. At this point, she hasn't relented on her self-pleasuring activities, bringing out another growl from me. I separate her legs even further with my knees, and I lie partly on top of her. Holding myself on my forearms, I gaze straight into her eyes.

"You're the most beautiful woman I've ever met, Sam. Inside and out."

My cock is resting on top of her pussy, being teased by the curly hairs there. Desire shines bright in her eyes, and I couldn’t be more surprised when she takes her wet fingers from her pussy and thrusts them into her mouth, sucking them softly. I'm torn. I want to taste that pussy, but I also want to claim it as mine.

"Are you going to keep on letting me do all the work here?" She asks.

That makes me laugh. It hurts my ego, but I like this playful side of her.

"No, ma'am."

I take my cock in hand and rub it against her clit. Her body's response is immediate, and her hips push against me. She gasps when I rub my cock head against her clit in a circular motion. She's drenched in her own arousal, and I take advantage of this by sliding my cock up and down her slit. From hole to clit, over and over again.

When she starts whimpering, I start placing soft kisses on the side of her face. Her arms go around me, and she slaps me on the ass. I guess my queen needs more from me than what I'm giving her. I'm definitely up to the challenge. My cock's head is needy as well, and I place it right at her entrance. I go in, but only an inch, and Sam shivers underneath me.

"Tonight, I'm going to make you mine, Sam. Can you handle that?"

"I want that more than anything, baby."

I kiss her tenderly on the lips and thrust inside her. She's so wet. My big cock is able to slide in without much trouble, but when I go to slide out, she holds me tightly and puts her legs around my waist.

"God, you make me feel so full when you're inside me. Stay like this with me for a moment."

The desire to withdraw and plunge back in is impossible to keep at bay, but I do my best. I kiss the side of her mouth, and she moves her face so we can kiss properly. I can't believe our bodies are fused together at last—that I'm able to give pleasure to this woman that I care about more than life itself. I stop the kiss, and I'm so breathless that I almost can't get the words out.

"I don't know that I can hold on for much longer, Sam."

"Then don't, baby."

I press myself hard against her pelvis and rotate my cock inside her, making her groan with pleasure. Then I start claiming her, thrust after thrust. She makes the sexiest little sounds whenever my pelvis grinds against her clit. I can't stop staring at her, even when every instinct tells me to bury my head in her neck and start fucking her senseless.

"You can let go, Ben. You won't hurt me."

"How did you…?"

"I can see the battle raging in your eyes. Let go, baby. I can take it."

Taking her face with my hands, I give her the hottest kiss I'm able to while I start ramming into her. Her moans start getting louder and louder, and the bed underneath us is creaking as if it's going to break. That doesn't stop me, though. Nothing can stop me now. Sam is mine, and I want to brand her and fill her with my seed.

"Ben, I need…"

"What do you need, beautiful?"

"My clit…"

My woman knows how to find her own pleasure, and I love that. I reach down between our hot bodies and start teasing her clit with my thumb. As soon as I start, I can see her almost going over the edge. So I fuck her harder and put more energy into my hand movements. Pretty soon, I can feel her walls spasm around my cock. The unexpected pressure is so powerful that my balls tighten, and my cum shoots out of me in spurts.

I don't stop my movements until I feel Sam tremble underneath me. Then I give her one last kiss and lie next to her. She immediately turns into my arms, searching for comfort. Our hearts are still beating fast, so I give us a few minutes to calm down. Once I'm more composed, I get up and find a warm, wet washcloth to clean my seed from between her legs.

"You belong to me now," I mumble against her damp hair.

"I sure do."

We fall asleep in each other's arms while I wonder how I'm going to get her to be my wife. Because this, that just happened, showed me what forever will look like with her, and I want that more than anything.