A Warranted Box Set

by Shannon Nemechek

  Samantha was a bit disappointed it wasn’t an engagement ring, but in reality, they were really just still getting to know each other, and that was okay. She would take what she could get when she could get it. Raleigh was still a bit of an enigma to her, and they were still feeling each other out, so living together might just be what the doctor ordered. Even though she had said, “I love you,” and she did love him, it also scared the hell out of her. She couldn’t get over the feeling that it would all blow up in her face somehow. She just didn’t know; she tried to put it in the back of her mind, but it always seemed to creep in.

  “You okay, Sammie? You seem a million miles away,” Raleigh probed.

  “Oh, I’m good. I’m great, actually. I am just imagining what your apartment looks like.”

  “Well right now, Jared’s parents have been checking up on it, but in a few days it’s all ours. All my things are in storage and in Alabama. While I am there, I will arrange to have everything moved back here.”

  Samantha smiled then remembered. “What time does your flight leave in the morning?”

  “Flight leaves at zero six hundred hours, so it’s gonna be an early night. Are you okay with that?” Raleigh asked as he placed his hand in the curve of Samantha’s back and guided her inside the bar, down the narrow hallway, and back to the table where Jackson and Bryant were still arguing about who was going to sleep inside the hotel room and who would be in the car outside. Samantha slipped into the booth next to Jackson and Raleigh slid in next to her.

  ***

  Raleigh

  “Hey guys, quiet down for a minute. Where’re the other guys?” Raleigh asked.

  “At the pool table. Why so serious, Chief? What’s up?” Bryant said with concern.

  “Can ya grab ’em and come back?”

  “Sure, be right back.” Bryant got out of the booth and grabbed Adams, Jenny—Adams’ wife—and McCalister.

  As they all squeezed into the half-circular table, Raleigh explained to them what had happened between Samantha and Kristen outside. They all sat in utter silence; when Raleigh was done, Jenny Adams was the first to speak up.

  “Maybe we should have Samantha come stay with us until you return, Raleigh?” Jenny said as a look of concern washed over her.

  “Normally I would say yes, Jenny. But Kristen came at Samantha with a gun, and I don’t wanna risk her, you, or the babies. Since y’all live in a single story ranch, it would be easy for Kristen to either get inside or even shoot at so I think the hotel is probably the better choice. But Jenny, I sure do love ya even more for offering. I want Adams to stay with his family. Just because right now Kristen is focusing on Sammie, that doesn’t mean she won’t try to get at one of y’all, so keep your guard up,” Raleigh said as he gave Samantha’s leg a squeeze. “I will be gone for twenty-four hours, maybe more depending on how Atlanta flights are fairing. Can y’all cover down til I get back?”

  ***

  Samantha

  As Samantha sat and listened, her head in her hands, she watched Raleigh continue to stroke her leg, as if telling her everything would be okay. He was here, and as long as he was around nothing or no one would ever hurt her again. Right now, the only thing Sam wanted to do was get back to the hotel and spend a few hours making love to Raleigh before he got on a plane back to Alabama. Most of what Raleigh was saying was filtering in one ear and out the other. Samantha was in her own world, planning out in her head how the remainder of the evening would go so once they got to the hotel, she could surprise him.

  “Sammie. Sammie, you ready to go or are you already gone?” Raleigh laughed. “You were a million miles away.”

  “Yeah, sorry, just thinking,” Samantha replied, grabbing her purse then sliding out of the booth behind Raleigh.

  “Well, darlin’, you got a thinkin’ problem. Why not just let me take care of all this, and you just be your beautiful self, the woman I fell in love with?” Raleigh told her as he kissed her cheek and guided her through the crowd.

  “Let’s take this back to the room, and I’ll help you to forget about everything. Deal?” he said as he held open the door of the bar as Samantha walked through. Quickly, Raleigh swatted her on her ass, sort of a love tap, then gently placed his hand on the small of her back till they reached the truck. He swung Samantha around to face him and pressed her between the side of the truck and his body. His cock was stiff as he pressed against her pelvis.

  “Can you feel that, Sammie?” Raleigh said with a grin. “I am gonna rip that skirt off you as soon as we get to the room, and I am gonna fuck you until you scream.”

  “Oh yeah, you think I will do that?” Samantha teased as she smoothed her hand along his crotch. “I tell you what. If you can get me to scream, I will…”

  “You will what?”

  “You will just have to wait and see. I have a little plan of my own in store for you, big Chief.” She winked and turned around to get into the passenger seat.

  “Oh, you do, do you?” Raleigh grinned.

  Samantha nodded her head. “Oh yeah, and I really think you are gonna like what I got planned for you.”

  Raleigh’s grin was now etched into his face. “All right, baby. You are in control tonight.”

  Chapter 19

  Raleigh

  Raleigh fumbled for the door key in his wallet as Samantha stood behind him rubbing her hand along the stiffness of his engorged cock. He moaned as he tried to concentrate on finding the key. Finally pulling it out and waving it in front of the door lock, he turned, picked up Samantha, and flipped her over his shoulder before grabbing the door handle. Making his way inside, he carried Samantha to the bed and tossed her down. Samantha laughed as she turned and faced him, lying flat on the bed. He stood almost over her on the edge of the bed. Looking down at her, his eyes seemed to undress her.

  “There is something about standing over a woman and sliding her panties down over her hips that just drives me crazy,” Raleigh said as he admired her.

  “Well, stud, you don’t get to be in charge right now. I am, so my first command is to go downstairs to the front desk and order strawberries and chocolate syrup.”

  “I can just order it on the phone,” Raleigh said.

  “Nope, not the point. Oh, and take your cell phone. I will be texting you while you wait for our order.”

  “I gotta wait also.” Raleigh pouted.

  “Yep, I got some prepping to do, so you need to stay busy.” Samantha stood, kissed Raleigh on the cheek, and pushed him out the door.

  For a moment, Raleigh stood staring at the door then smiled and headed to the elevator.

  ***

  Samantha

  Samantha quickly grabbed her bag and pulled out her knee-high stiletto boots with three-inch heels. She slipped off her skirt and out of her shirt, washed up quickly in the shower, and slipped on a black silk spaghetti string undershirt with a black G-string. She gathered a few items from her bag and quickly set them up on the bed. Those will be for dessert; the main course will be served up on the couch. Pausing for a moment, it occurred to her. Oh yes, one last item before I start texting. Where is that black silk scarf? Grabbing her bag again, she searched the pockets, finally finding it and the black mask for Raleigh, then sat down on the couch. Grabbing her phone, she texted Raleigh, who was still standing patiently at the front desk.

  Sammie: Where are you?

  Raleigh: Still waiting for your order, my queen.

  Sammie: Okay, once you get them I want you to bring them up. When you enter the room, don’t say a word. Just come in, and I will be here waiting for you.

  Raleigh: What do I do once I get there?

  Sammie: Don’t worry about that. I’ll tell you when you get here.

  After five minutes, Samantha sent Raleigh a selfie of her wearing the spaghetti string camisole. She waited another five minutes before taking and sending another selfie from behind, using the mirror to help her set the scene. Seconds later, she heard her phone ding with a text from Raleigh
.

  Raleigh: I’m here.

  She took a few seconds to type a response and send it.

  Sammie: Wait one minute, then come in, put the bowl on the table, and stand there till I say so.

  Samantha grabbed the silk scarf and the black silk mask, tied the scarf around her own eyes, and waited. The door clicked open, then she heard the sounds of the door closing, the bowl and bottle being placed on the table, then silence.

  ***

  Raleigh

  Raleigh’s reaction was precisely what Samantha thought it would be. Raleigh stood up from the chair, adjusted himself, and walked back up to the front desk and begged the lady behind the counter to call the kitchen and ask them to make it quick. Within a few minutes, the desk clerk emerged from the back offices with a bowl of strawberries and a bottle of chocolate syrup.

  “Just charge this to the room and don’t expect anything but the bowl back.” Raleigh winked at the young lady then ran for the elevator, almost tipping the bowl in the process. Whoa there, down boy! The elevator door opened, then his phone dinged. Quickly grabbing the cell from his pocket, he looked at the screen. A selfie of Samantha came through, and his cock immediately got stiffer. She was dressed in a black silk shirt, and he could see her nipples peeking through the gown. He loved how erect her nipples got, especially when he was close enough to suck on them. As the elevator moved up the floors, he watched as the numbers went up. Finally arriving at his floor, the doors slid open and his cock twitched. His phone dinged again with a photo of Samantha standing in front of the mirror bent over. All he saw was a fantastic shot of her ass in a G-string. I am gonna bite right through that G-string. Balancing the bowl, he shoved the bottle of syrup between his chest and arm and typed into his cell phone.

  Raleigh: I’m here.

  He waited. Ding.

  Sammie: Wait one minute, then come in, put the bowl on the table, and stand there till I say so.

  Raleigh shoved the cell into his pocket, retrieved his keycard, and stared at his watch.

  ***

  “Can you see me?” she asked.

  “Not yet.” Raleigh squinted, trying to adjust his eyes. When he opened his eyes fully, he finally saw her. She was sitting on the couch, her legs spread wide, a silk scarf tied around her eyes.

  “Don’t say any more. Just feel. Why don’t you make your way over here?” Samantha said as she searched for the mask she had tucked next to her.

  Raleigh sat down at her feet, his legs tucked under his butt, and placing his hands on her thighs, he started to spread them wider. Samantha, without saying a word, held his hand to stop him then grabbed the mask and placed it over his eyes. She leaned in to kiss his lips, and tracing his jawline up to his earlobe, she whispered, “Now eat my pussy till I come. If you do it to my satisfaction, I will suck your cock, and maybe if you’re really good, I will give you something special.”

  Raleigh moaned as her light whispers shot right to his groin. The pressure was almost too much, but she was in charge and he had to wait until she said he could take his clothes off. Licking his lips, he placed his hands on Samantha’s thighs and spread her open. Her scent was intoxicating, and he sat for a moment and took it in.

  Samantha moved toward him so he would be comfortable, then without warning she grabbed him by the neck and shoved his face into her pussy. “What did I tell you? Do it now,” she ordered.

  Raleigh’s cock flinched as he dove into her folds, sticking his tongue inside her as deep as he could, then moved to her clitoris where he began to suck and rub his tongue on her nub. Samantha arched her back as his tongue assaulted her pussy.

  “Keep going! It feels so good! Suck me, Raleigh! Suck me! Make me cum! I wanna feel your tongue inside me when I cum. Stick your fingers inside me and suck my clit, baby!”

  Raleigh had never heard Samantha be so verbal, and he loved it; he really liked having her tell him what to do. It got him rock hard, and he was ready to ram his cock inside her.

  The more she begged, the harder Raleigh got until the pressure was almost too much and he had to adjust himself. Samantha’s breathing became shallower, and the more he licked, the louder Samantha became.

  “I’m cumming!” she screamed.

  Raleigh licked and sucked her; the taste was almost too much for him, and she was so wet he needed to dive into her now. Raleigh begged, “I need to fuck you now, Sammie, please.”

  A smile washed over Samantha’s face as Raleigh kissed a trail up her body, landing on her lips. Once he kissed her lips, she pulled away and pushed him backward onto the carpet then straddled him.

  “I told you I am in control, so you will get some of this when I am ready to give it to you. Do you understand?” Samantha smiled as she bent down and bit his earlobe. When Raleigh felt it, he let out a moan of delight.

  Raleigh nodded his head and readied himself for what Samantha had in store for him next; the anticipation was exhilarating. Samantha moved down past his knees and bent down, gripping the waistband of Raleigh’s jeans with her teeth. She pulled down, attempting to position the button through the button hole. It took a couple of tries, but Raleigh was patient, and the anticipation was almost as erotic as if he was watching her. Then once free, she moved on to the zipper, pulling it down with her teeth.

  Raleigh arched his head backward, the feeling was so intense, and as his cock sprang from his jeans Samantha immediately covered the tip of his erection with her mouth. The feeling was enough to get him to the point of collapse as she inched his jeans past his hips, then releasing his cock she pulled them down over his ankles and across his feet.

  Quickly flinging the pants against the wall, she knelt down and positioned her mouth over his cock again, engulfing his erection as she slid down his shaft for the first time that evening. She felt him twitch in her mouth as his back arched toward her. A moan slipped from his lips; she smiled, taking her time and purposefully slowing her movements, enjoying every bit of power she had over him.

  The longer she took, the more aroused she got. Samantha struggled to keep herself under control, let alone Raleigh who was more than ready. He was now meeting her with his thrusts, and although she loved the taste of him, she didn’t want him to come just yet. She still had more to do; when she pulled away, she lifted up her scarf just enough to see her way over to the counter to retrieve the bowl and syrup.

  Raleigh started to move when she got up, but Samantha ordered him to stay. “Did I tell you to move?” she questioned.

  “Nope, I just…” Raleigh started to answer.

  “Shhh. No talking. Just lie there. I’ll be right back.” Samantha gathered everything then leaned down and grabbed Raleigh’s hand, helping him to his feet and guiding him to the bedroom, backing him up to the edge of the bed.

  “Stay right here. Don’t move,” Samantha ordered as she placed the syrup and bowl of strawberries on the table next to the bed. Making her way back to Raleigh, she stood in front of him a moment, taking in every curve of every muscle that covered his gorgeous body. Taking her finger in her mouth and wetting it, she followed a line from one pectoral to the other, paying extra attention to his now erect nipples. Slowly she traced every ab muscle and down the V shape of his groin, stopping just inches from his engorged cock, which flinched, anticipating her touch. Instead, Samantha pushed him back on the bed.

  “Hey now,” Raleigh yelped in surprise. “What’s the deal?”

  “Shhh. I just need you to lie flat and let me do all the work. You just lie there and enjoy.” Samantha walked around the bed, strapping each wrist and ankle to the bed. A smile crept onto Raleigh’s face, and he could feel his cock get harder with every second he lay waiting.

  “Are you ready?” she asked, grabbing the bottle of syrup and checking the temperature—it still had a bit of a chill, so it was perfect.

  “As ready as I’m ever gonna be, darlin’. Give me your best shot.” When the words left his lips, he immediately regretted them as the cold chill of the chocolate syrup ran dow
n his chest.

  “Holy crap, that’s cold,” Raleigh yelped. “Ya couldn’t warm it first?”

  “Now where would the fun in that be?” Samantha grinned, squeezing more onto his chest.

  “Oh, now that I like,” Raleigh said as she dabbed a tad more and traced it down his body landing on his erection then moving to the tip. Following the line of syrup with her tongue, she reached the tip of his cock, then covering the tip with her mouth, she took him all in.

  Raleigh moaned as she engulfed him. His back arched, but he was unable to move. Her lips and tongue seemed to dance over his cock, and his moans became more wanton, seemingly overtaking any ability for him to think straight.

  A smile crept across Samantha’s face when Raleigh began to beg her to keep going, and she paused to look up at him through her long full eyelashes. When Raleigh realized she had stopped, he lifted his head looking toward Samantha, who was smiling like a Cheshire cat.

  “Why’d ya stop?”

  “Oh, no reason. You were enjoying it too much,” Samantha replied.

  Confused, a curve appearing in the side of his mouth, Raleigh responded, “Enjoying it too much?”

  “Yes, you aren’t allowed to come yet. I still have lots to do to you before I let you.”

  “Oh really? I know you’re grinning at me; I can sense it. Well, baby, give me your best. I can take it,” he teased.

  His words trailed off into a sigh as Samantha kissed up his thighs until her body covered his. Their lips touched as Samantha leaned to the table and picked a strawberry from the bowl, then moved to a sitting position on Raleigh’s lap. Biting first into the fruit then rubbing the berry onto Raleigh’s lips, she gently placed it in his mouth. Raleigh bit down on the fruit, and juice ran down his lips. She rubbed the berry onto his chest, paying special attention to his now-erect nipples. She leaned over and licked each one, making a trail back up to his lips.