Warnings: SMUT
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You excuse yourself to the bathroom, little to your knowledge Sam follows after you. A dark look in his eyes. You check yourself in the mirror and that's when the door opens again. You look to see Sam. You turn around and cross your arms.
"Sam this is the girls bathroom."
"Your point?" He smirks.
"Seriously?" You respond.
"I'm fairly serious." He says his tongue darting across his lips. He reaches behind himself to lock the bathroom door.
"Here?" You question and bite your lip.
Sam picks you up his lips crashing onto yours. He slams you back up against the sink and mirror. You moan into his mouth as his fingers trail up your legs. He fingers touch your soaking panties and Sam growls.
"You're soaked baby, mm. God. Do you know what these dresses do to me?" "
"Why do you think I wear them?" You whisper in his ear and bite his earlobe softly. Sam groans and bites the tender skin on your neck, he sucks marking you as his. His fingers rub your clit and you moan as he sticks a finger inside of you. Sam pulls them out quickly and you whimper at the lack of touch. Instead he unzips his pants and springs himself free. You don't even have time to react. Sam slams into you causing you to groan.
"Be quiet or I'll stop." Sam whispers in your ear. You nearly come then and there. Sam continues to pound into you faster and you bite his shoulder. Sam groans. "So fucking tight, so close baby." Sam is right and you both find your release. You knew you were going to be sore in the morning."You're perfect." You smile up at him as he helps you down off the sink.
"I think that's a record." You wink at Sam.
