•Imagine:

The look on Sam's face as he slowly strokes your thighs. He was looking at you like he wanted to maul you. He kept his hands at your thighs and leaned in, slowly kissing your neck. He kissed his way up to your lips. Between kisses, he says breathily, "I want you." His lips felt like silk against yours, soft and warm. You craved him with all your senses. You wrapped your arms around his neck, running your fingers through his hair. He wrapped his hands around your waist. God, he made you feel so good. You made out for a long time, tasting each other and drinking each other in. His hands felt magnificent against your back. He made you shiver without even trying.