16.2 Indulgence

"I'm Sam, by the way." The man formally introduces himself once you're both seated in the front of the vehicle.

"Lillian." You reply as you roll your sleeves back down. "You're new in town, right?"

"Is it that obvious?" He raises a brow skeptically when he briefly glances over in your direction.

"Not exactly." You laugh, amused at the faux expression of offense on his face. "In a town this small, you get to know pretty much everyone."

You appreciate the man's playful and lighthearted nature. You can use the distraction after the last few weeks. It certainly doesn't hurt that he is also quite good looking. Feeling the return of your blush, you subtly turn away to look out the window.

"I figured." Sam responds, his deep tone sounding warm and rather soothing. "I moved here a couple of months ago from Dallas."

"What brings you out here?" You inquire, honestly curious why someone would go from such a populated area to practically the middle of nowhere.

"Just some stuff." He shrugs off the question, seeming uninterested in the topic.

"Gotcha." You nod as you can completely understand not wanting to discuss certain things.

You pause as the man turns to pull into the nearby hospital. Frowning, you turn back to look out the window.

"I thought you were taking me home." You state, somewhat disappointed.

"I am, but not in this." He chuckles and pulls into one of the large garages. "Where would I park it?"

A few minutes later you're in his car and nearing your apartment. Your anticipation only builds as he parks the car and looks over at you. The renewed strength you've gained provides you the encouragement to proceed. You unbuckle your seatbelt and open the car door.

"I don't know about you, but I could use a drink." You offer before stepping out and turning towards your unit.

A moment later you hear the other car door shut. Satisfied, you make your way to the door and let yourself inside. Sam follows and takes a look around the modestly furnished living room. You're relieved you took the time to tidy up while trying to make your decision earlier today. Heading to the kitchen, you pull out a couple of glasses and a bottle. You watch as the man takes a seat on the sofa and pulls out a pack of cigarettes. The earthy smell of tobacco fills your nostrils a moment later.

You find it strange that you're able to still appreciate only certain aspects of human life. While all food and most drinks taste vile now, other things are almost more appealing with your heightened senses. Bringing the now filled glasses to the other room you set them on the table. Without asking, you take the pack that's been tossed on the table and help yourself to one. The warm smoke fills your throat and causes a pleasant buzz in your head. Sam sets his cigarette in the ashtray before picking up the glass.

"So, what's there to do in a town like this?" He asks while leaning back against the couch and taking a drink.

"You're looking at it." You state dryly and gesture to the glass in his hand. "That or fishing and hunting, unless you want to drive to the city."

"What do you do for fun?" He presses, his gaze now slowly drifting down your form.

"I'm afraid my life has been quite boring lately." You brazenly lie as you put your cigarette out then take a seat beside him on the couch.

"I'm sure that'll change soon." Sam replies confidently as he flashes you an inviting grin.

Arching a brow in response, you can't help the smile that tugs at your lips before taking a drink from your own glass. After setting it back down you turn to face the man and give him a somewhat awaiting look. Without hesitation, he leans forward. Your eyes drift closed as you feel his warm lips pressed against yours. His hands move to your shoulders as he gently pushes you back against the sofa. You make no protest, instead wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him closer in turn. His touch continues to move across your figure while his mouth now moves down along your neck. Sighing softly, you tilt your head back as you enjoy the pleasurable sensation. A few moments later his fingers move to begin unbuttoning your shirt. You can't help arching into his touch as it slides across your now bare skin. One of his hands slips down your abdomen and along your thigh. Almost reflexively you feel your legs part to allow him better access.

Goosebumps spread across your skin as his fingers brush against your increasingly sensitive form. Moaning, you arch into his touch further, eager for him to progress. He willingly obliges and applies more pressure as he begins to move around the area. You find your hands have somehow made their way to his chest where they run it up and wrap around his broad shoulders. A somewhat surprised gasp escapes you when he leans forward and you feel his tongue on your skin. Your eyes roll towards the back of your head as he gently swirls it around your tender nipple. A blush returns to your cheeks as the mix of sensations wash over you. His fingers continue to work their way along your flushed and eager skin, bringing your edge. Your grip around him tightens as you let out another series of moans in response. Panting slightly, you slowly open your eyes when you feel the man pull away.

After standing, he reaches down to begin undoing his belt. Sitting up, your eyes travel down the length of his toned torso before you quickly look away. Following suit, you begin to remove your skirt and the remainder of your clothes. A few moments later the man's full form is revealed, providing quite the pleasing sight. Blushing again, you can't help feeling all the more aroused as he approaches you. Lying back, you wait in anticipation as he moves over you. His warm skin brushes against yours as he moves himself between your legs. A sharp exhale leaves your lips when his large appendage forces its way inside you. Shifting over slightly, you throw a leg over him causing the rest of him to slide in. Your eyes drift closed again as you feel his mouth brush against your neck. His firm torso slams against your slight frame as he continues his pleasurable ****. It's not long before you're moaning again as another orgasm overtakes you.

Hungry for more, you wrap your arms around his shoulders, pulling you even closer. Beads of sweat run down the nape of your neck as you desperately press into him, longing for further relief. Seeming to pick up on your desires, the man pulls your arms away before effortlessly flipping you over. Before you can react, he’s on you once more, thrusting deeply inside your slick entrance. His fingers coil into your hair as he pulls you back into him. Groaning in appreciation, you lean into his aggressive advances. Whereas this is far more forceful than you'd typically enjoy, you've suddenly found yourself burning with desire. It's as though you cannot get enough of the pleasurable sensation. Even with your next orgasm you're already yearning for more. The energy provided from the unconventional feeding is searing in your veins, driving your insatiable lust.

Pulling away, you turn around and push the man back. Raising a brow, he follows your cue and lies back. Breathlessly, you straddle his lap and reposition him inside you. Your hands press against his firm shoulders as you begin sliding along his thick shaft. Sam groans as his eyes close and he takes a moment to enjoy your actions. His hands loosely grip your waist as he allows you to move as you wish. Your flushed skin is now slick with sweat as you continue struggling to achieve full satisfaction. After another climax you feel as if you're no closer to achievement. You're about to give up when the man suddenly grabs you and flips you back into your original position. You gasp in surprise as he roughly reenters you and begins forcefully ramming into you. Moaning, you grab onto the material of the sofa in a vein effort to remain steady. The man's breath has grown deep and rough as his muscular form continues slamming against you. Finally you reach your precipice just as you feel the man stiffen in turn. You're too lost in the intense sensation to care about the warm liquid filling you. Sighing in relief, you sit up after the man rises and lean over to grab another cigarette.