Sam fidgeted nervously with her hair as she stood outside Jason’s apartment door. It had been a few weeks since she had seen him and then out of the blue he called her tonight asking her to come over. Sam wasn’t doing anything so she figured what the heck. He was, after all, tall and handsome, and occasionally even made her laugh. She knocked on the door.

A few moments later, the door opened and there stood Jason. Her breath caught as she looked up at him. God, he was a sight for sore eyes. She hated the fact that she missed him when he didn’t call her. She hated herself for trying to will the phone to ring. She had sworn him off a thousand times, but just when she had almost moved on, he would call. He always knew just when to call. She smiled at him as he reached for her. He pulled her into a hug, their vast height difference always making it a little awkward. But she never minded.

“Hey,” he said to her.

“Hey,” she answered.

“How’ve you been?” Jason asked casually.

“Great. I’ve been great.”

Sam smiled her best I’ve been great even though you never call me smile at him. He chucked her under the chin with his fingers, smiling back. She followed him into the apartment; she no longer needed to look around when she got there. She knew the place by heart. It was definitely a bachelor pad, although well decorated to be considered such. He had taken care with the furniture and accessories and had made the place seem almost homey. He sat on the couch facing the tv and patted the cushion next to him. Wordlessly, Sam sat down beside Jason as he began to flip channels on the tv.

“Do you want to watch a movie?” he asked.

“Sure, what have you got?” Sam got up again to go check out the stash of dvd’s next to the tv.

She picked one and the two of them settled in to watch. They sat close to each other on the sofa, her arm through his and his head leaning against hers. It was always comfortable, as if they did this everyday. She loved how he smelled when he was this close to her. It was such a masculine scent. There was no sharp smell of cologne, just him. Sam took a deep breath and closed her eyes, taking him in. Jason’s hand reached for hers, and their fingers were intertwined. His fingers were long and his hand engulfed hers. His thumb softly stroked the top of her hand and Sam let herself feel content. They weren’t dating in the traditional sense, but she had come to terms with that, realizing that she just liked being with him. She loved these moments they had together, the gentle gestures he made, no matter how small. Having Jason lightly stroking her skin felt like heaven and no amount of missed phone calls was going to change that.

Sarah was pulled from her reverie as Jason turned his head toward her and lifted her chin with one finger, bringing her lips up to meet his. The kiss was instant passion. The chemistry between them was inexplicable and every time their lips met, the world around them stopped turning and they were the only people that existed. His lips fit hers as though they were made to be kissing no one but her. The kiss was soft yet urgent, gentle yet passionate. His tongue slid into her mouth and she put her hand behind his head to pull him closer to her. Sam couldn’t get enough. She wanted him so much. She always wanted him. Jason’s kiss became more and more desperate. He wanted her too. She felt his hands on her back, holding her tightly to him. She felt the evidence of how badly he wanted her against her leg. He was hard. His big, beautiful dick was hard for her. Her skin was flushed with desire as she held his face in her hands while she kissed him.

Jason pulled her on top of him so he sat with his back against the sofa and Sam was straddling him. They were both breathing hard and it seemed as though there were hands everywhere - Jason’s moving from her back to her breasts to her bottom and Sam’s moving from his face to his chest to his back. She was grinding herself against the large bulge in his pants as he began to remove her shirt. He tugged it over her head and then his mouth moved to her breasts. Sam knew how much he loved her breasts, how luscious and full they were. He could never seem to keep his hands off of them. Not that she minded. She loved how much he wanted her. He raised his arms up over his head as she pulled his shirt off. Then he stood up and carried her to his bedroom, still kissing her, with Sam’s legs wrapped tightly around his waist. He laid her on the bed and stretched himself out beside her, never taking his lips off of hers. Sam ran her hands all over his chest, toying with the curly hairs that trailed down all the way to his belly button.

Jason’s mouth was on her neck, breath hot and intoxicating. Sam moaned softly and thought of nothing but how much she couldn’t wait for him to fuck her. His hand found the buttons on her jeans and began to undo them. The jeans were soon crumpled on the floor next to the bed. Jason’s pants came next. They were both in their underwear, Jason in his boxers and Sam in her lacy satin panties. Jason slid his hand down Sam’s stomach and under her panties. His fingers found her pussy, dripping wet and waiting for him. Sam groaned out loud and arched her back with pleasure as he shoved them inside of her. He watched her writhe in ecstasy on his bed as he fingered her and toyed with her engorged clit. His hands massaged her, making her cry out and hold on to him tightly until she shook with orgasm and fell back onto the pillows. Jason removed her panties and threw them aside. He took off his own boxers and lay back down beside her. Sam watched him in all his naked splendor. He was a beautiful male specimen, tall and lean and muscular. Kissing her deeply, Jason began to finger her again.

“Do you want me inside you?” he whispered to her.

“Oh, god, yes,” Sam breathed.

“Tell me,” he said.

“I want you inside me,” she gasped as he shifted himself on top of her.

Their eyes met as his huge throbbing cock thrust into her. Sam screamed and pulled him closer to her. He felt so amazing. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around him, holding him tightly, wanting him deeper. He moved in and out of her, slowly at first, then more urgently.

“Fuck me,” she cried, breathing heavily. “Please, please, fuck me so hard.”

Turned on by her words, Jason took her mouth with his and began to ram himself into her as deeply as he could, as hard as he could. Her nails dug into his back and her pussy tightened around his cock to the point of rapture. She was so tight around him he thought he was going to cum already. Not yet, though. Not yet. Sam felt Jason deep inside her, but only wanted him deeper and deeper. She wanted all of him. She wanted to cling to this moment and hold him inside her so deeply they wouldn’t know where he ended and she began. She clenched herself even tighter around him, knowing it was driving him crazy.

“Do you like it when I fuck you?” he panted.

“Yes, I love it!”

“Tell me,” Jason breathed.

“I love it when you fuck me.”

Sam could hardly get the words out the pleasure was so intense. When he said her name, breathed it in her ear, “Sam,” she almost went over the edge. His cock was so hard, god it was hard. Like a rock. And he made her so wet. Nobody had ever made her this wet before, nobody had ever made her feel like this before. She opened her eyes to look at him, feeling him about to cum, feeling herself on the verge. They stared at each other in awe as they came together. Sam’s body convulsed and she exploded in ecstasy and Jason gave one final thrust and poured himself into her. They fell back on the sheets exhausted, tangled in each other’s arms.

Sam closed her eyes as she waited for her heart to stop racing. They were covered in sweat with no idea of whose it was. It didn’t matter. For now, they were a unit. One being. Jason kissed her forehead and pulled her to him. And she felt like she was home.