Timestamp: High Speed ADULT
Timestamp meme.
For meeshyickle
(Sam/Cam, sort of adult)
The day after High Speed:
The sunset was breaking through the clouds, red and intense and slow.
"It's getting late." Sam sighed.
Cameron's fingers dug into her thighs and he hitched her up further and thrust forward, pressing her back hard against the tree. Sam gasped and then moaned, ignoring the bark digging into her back. Cam sucked at the spot just below her ear. "So what? We have all weekend."
She pushed his flannel shirt open, shivering a bit as the hair on his chest brushed over her nipples. "What..."--She had to catch her breath--".. now you're staying all weekend?"
"Uh huh." He shifted his hands around to hold her hips and slid in and out quicker now.
He smelled like leather and motor oil and the soap from her shower. And underneath it all, he smelled like he had in her bed that morning. Like warmth and musk and sex. Her whole body flexed and she tightened the circle of her legs around his waist as he ground against her. "Don't you think one night... is enough?" Oh God, she was close...
He changed his stroke and rocked against her, groaning into her neck. "God, no..."
She came silently, her fingers digging into his shoulders until he swore softly. She moved her hips with his, as much as she was able, and he expelled a hard breath, moaning against her skin as he pressed into her and came. "Sam... fuhh..."
She rested against him, letting him lean against her, pinning her to the tree. Over his shoulder their bikes glinted in the red twilight. "Okay," she whispered against his temple, her fingers stroking through his hair. "You can stay tonight, but that's it..."
He lifted his head and gave her a brief, wet kiss, grinning against her mouth.
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For meeshyickle
(Sam/Cam, sort of adult)
The day after High Speed:
The sunset was breaking through the clouds, red and intense and slow.
"It's getting late." Sam sighed.
Cameron's fingers dug into her thighs and he hitched her up further and thrust forward, pressing her back hard against the tree. Sam gasped and then moaned, ignoring the bark digging into her back. Cam sucked at the spot just below her ear. "So what? We have all weekend."
She pushed his flannel shirt open, shivering a bit as the hair on his chest brushed over her nipples. "What..."--She had to catch her breath--".. now you're staying all weekend?"
"Uh huh." He shifted his hands around to hold her hips and slid in and out quicker now.
He smelled like leather and motor oil and the soap from her shower. And underneath it all, he smelled like he had in her bed that morning. Like warmth and musk and sex. Her whole body flexed and she tightened the circle of her legs around his waist as he ground against her. "Don't you think one night... is enough?" Oh God, she was close...
He changed his stroke and rocked against her, groaning into her neck. "God, no..."
She came silently, her fingers digging into his shoulders until he swore softly. She moved her hips with his, as much as she was able, and he expelled a hard breath, moaning against her skin as he pressed into her and came. "Sam... fuhh..."
She rested against him, letting him lean against her, pinning her to the tree. Over his shoulder their bikes glinted in the red twilight. "Okay," she whispered against his temple, her fingers stroking through his hair. "You can stay tonight, but that's it..."
He lifted his head and gave her a brief, wet kiss, grinning against her mouth.
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