Sam could wait no longer. Cradling her head, he stood and turned them so that she was slouched down on the couch, hips out and legs splayed for him. He dropped to his knees and peppered her thigh, all the way up, with kisses. He bunched the dress around her hips, exposing her intimately to him. He kissed her there, softly, seeking a sort of permission while his hands petted her thighs and calves.
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