The Night the Lights Went Out in Chicago

Chapter 3



Lexi was nervous; she would be the first to admit it. It wasn’t like she didn’t date, although she had been in a bit of a slump lately. Granted, she didn’t normally make out with a guy before going on a date with him, but that wasn’t what was bringing on her anxiety. And even though she rarely, if ever, carried birth control in her purse with her, that still wasn’t it. Not that she didn’t believe in practicing safe sex, but she couldn’t remember the last time she knew without a shadow of a doubt that she would be tempted. And boy would she be. Sam was temptation personified.



Dinner had been great. Sam had been entertaining and thoughtful and gentlemanly…basically the perfect first date. They had discovered several shared interests and had laughed together as they swapped stories. There had been enough prolonged eye contact to reassure Lexi that the events in the elevator hadn’t been a fluke. She wanted him desperately, more than she had anyone for quite awhile. But even that wasn’t the cause of her current nervousness.



No, that would be the fact that they were back in the elevator, a different one this time, and they were headed for their rooms. Arriving at their shared floor would force a decision to be made. Would they pick up where they had left off when they were trapped, or would they say good night and go their separate ways?



The car dinged as it coasted to a stop, signaling its arrival. Sam gestured for her to exit first, and she did with a slight smile. Again with the manners! He was killing her. She waited patiently for him to follow. She glanced up at him, trying to read his expression. He appeared relaxed and content, which gave her no indication of how he wanted the evening to end. She bit her lip, trying to figure out how to approach this. She wasn’t ready to say goodnight.



Sam watched Lexi carefully, trying to judge how his next suggestion was going to be received. After their earlier interlude, he didn’t think he would be satisfied with a farewell hug and a kiss before he began focusing on the case that had brought Dean and him to the hotel. He wanted more, as his body had been telling him since that afternoon. But over dinner, he had learned that Lexi was a fairly conservative, levelheaded girl. So while he was convinced that she was attracted to him, he wasn’t sure she would be willing to brave all and hasten to spend the night with him.



So there they stood, in the middle of the hall, basically staring at each other, neither one wanting to scare the other off with the next move. Then, as if it were scripted, they both started talking at once.



“Would you like to have a drink?” Lexi offered, as Sam asked,



“Can I come in for a drink?”



They both began laughing, their shared clumsiness breaking the ice. Lexi held out her hand, which Sam took, and they walked down the hall to her room. Quickly opening the door with her card, she glanced around the room, making sure nothing embarrassing was lying around. Satisfied with the appearance of her place, she turned to face the man that was currently taking up most of the entrance to her hotel room.



“I think there’s beer in the mini-bar, do you want one?” she asked, as she slid off her shoes. She did this out of habit, since she was in her room, not out of any kind of calculated move. But when Sam didn’t immediately respond, she glanced back at him and was surprised to see his attention focused firmly on her legs.



While his brother was an unapologetic breast man, Sam himself was all about legs. He had noticed Lexi’s while they were standing in line to check in, then again when they were stuck in the elevator. He hadn’t been able to stop himself from running his hand up one of them while they had been close before, and now his gaze was drawn back to them when she had done something as simple as kick off her shoes. He had been preoccupied all through dinner with the image of those same legs wrapped around him and it was only getting worse.



“Um, Sam? You still with me?” Lexi’s question brought Sam out of his skin-induced stupor.



He shook his head as if to clear it, blushing as he did. “Sorry, I was…” he trailed off, not knowing exactly how to finish that thought without sounding horny as hell.



“Somewhere else?” she supplied, as she handed him a beer. He gratefully accepted it, quickly taking a drink before answering.



“No, I’m still here, I was just distracted.” This time it was Lexi’s turn to blush when Sam met her eyes with a somewhat mischievous grin. She smiled slightly in return.



“I hope in a good way?” she commented softly.



The grin turned full-blown. “Oh yeah,” he drawled. “Definitely good.” He took another drink, watching Lexi walk over to the large bed, one of the only sittable pieces of furniture in the room. After he swallowed, he joined her, sitting close enough that their legs were touching. She tilted her head slightly to see him.



“So what now?” she asked. In response, Sam took her hand in his much larger hand.



“Well,” he said, lifting her hand up to his mouth. Lexi watched enthralled as placed a gentle kiss on her palm. “Honestly, all I’ve been able to think of all afternoon is picking up where we left off.” As he finished this statement, she felt his tongue swipe across the suddenly sensitive skin on her palm. She sucked in a deep breath, feeling her body start to react to being alone with this man. “What about you?” He moved his lips down to her wrist, scraping his teeth across her skin.



Her response to his question came out as little more than a gasp. “Sounds good to me.” When he heard her answer, he dropped his hand down to her elbow and gave a firm tug. She slid easily into his lap and her lips slid onto his as she did.



All shyness and hesitancy were gone as they kissed. Lexi’s fingers threaded through his slightly shaggy hair, which as smooth as silk to her touch. His lips were soft, but firm and his tongue exquisitely invasive. She felt Sam wrap one of his arms around her back, supporting her as he slowly lowered her to the bed. With an athletic twist, Sam’s upper body was hovering over hers, his hands on either side of her shoulder as he supported himself. All without breaking their kiss, Lexi marveled. She decided to take a more active role in their current activities. She ran her hands up his arms, stomach fluttering at the strong, corded muscles she found. Instinctively, she raked her nails over his biceps, earning a groan from Sam. He slowed his attack on her mouth, gradually pulling away from her, before beginning to move down her neck. Lexi helped by turning her head, offering up more of her throat to him. He took the invitation, dragging his lips down to her shoulder.



At this point, Lexi decided Sam was wearing too many clothes. She moved her hands from his arms to the buttons on his shirt, undoing them quickly. When she tugged on the shirt, he lifted his head momentarily to pull it off, along with the t-shirt he was wearing underneath. Lexi gasped at the sight in front of her.



She had known from their session earlier that Sam was ripped, but she was not expecting this. Every inch of him was rock solid muscle, covered in warm satiny skin. As he moved over her, his muscles rippled and twitched. She was so fascinated with his movements that she didn’t realize that he was working her sweater up her stomach and over her bra. At least she didn’t notice until his mouth landed on the top half of her exposed breast. That, she noticed.



Sam couldn’t decide which tasted better, Lexi’s mouth or Lexi’s skin. Luckily, he didn’t have to choose between them. He did know that he was thoroughly enjoying himself, as was she, if the sounds she was making were evidence. When he had kissed across her breast, she moaned. In response, he brought one of his hands up to the other, molding it in his large hand. She sighed contentedly, but then she suddenly sat up. He looked at her questioningly, hoping that she hadn’t changed her mind.



Instead, she gave him a smile and slipped the sweater over her head. She also unzipped the skirt, lifting her hips to slide it down her legs. As Sam gaped at her beautiful body, clad only in a lacy bra and matching panties, she shrugged. “Too many clothes,” she said in explanation. And reached for his waistband of his jeans.



Sam responded quickly, pulling his pants off and tossing them negligently to the side. Then he pulled her back to him, reveling in the feel of her skin against his. To his surprise, Lexi leaned up on her knees, straddling him, and pushed him back on the bed. With a sultry grin, she ran her hands down his chest, before following with her lips. Sam grunted as she traced the line separating his pectorals with her tongue, biting gently on first one nipple, then the other. His hands landed on her shoulders, then moved down to cup her bra-clad breasts. As she worked his nipples, he brushed his thumbs over hers, pleased at how they hardened with just the slightest touch. His questing hands discovered the front clasp and nimble fingers released it. Lexi took time out of her investigation of his upper body to let him pull the bra off her, but then went immediately back to work. Sam groaned as her nipples grazed his stomach, feeling his cock grow even harder with her every action. She continued her exploration, finally encountering the band of his boxer briefs.



Lexi swallowed hard when her gaze landed on the front of Sam’s underwear. She was completely on board for whatever was going to happen tonight, but Sam was definitely more well endowed than any other man she had been with. Her inner muscles clenched in anticipation as she placed a soft kiss on the fly of his briefs. She prepared to pull the last barrier away from his body, but she was interrupted. Sam practically picked her up and tossed her on her back on the other side of the bed.



“Not yet darlin’,” he murmured before reclaiming her mouth. This kiss was different than the ones before. This kiss had a definite undercurrent of hunger and desperation involved, a taste that thrilled Lexi to the core. She kissed Sam just as passionately in return, running her hands over his back and teasing at the waistband of his shorts. Again, Sam kissed his way down her neck to her breasts, but his time he lingered.



Lexi gasped aloud when Sam’s lips closed around the peak of her breasts. First licking gently, then sucking, then biting, he made her hotter than she had ever been without any other stimulation. Then he slipped a large hand underneath her panties. “Oh God, yes,” she breathed. Sam took this as permission. With a twist of his wrist, one long finger entered her.



“Sam,” his name was practically ripped from her throat as she bucked against his hand. He smiled against her skin as he switched to her other breast, giving it the same treatment as the first. He began sliding his finger in and out; then added another. This garnered another moan from Lexi, who gripped his hair rather roughly, forcing him to look up at her. When she didn’t stop tugging, he realized she wanted him back at her level. Not halting his movements, he returned to her lips.



She kissed him with reckless abandon, his talented fingers driving her wild. She gripped his arm tightly, not caring if she was hurting him or not. All she could focus on was how he was making her feel, how his fingers were coming so close to that spot that would make her shatter. Her body began involuntarily working with his hand, pushing him closer with each move. Then he thrust his hand a little harder than before and brushed the pad of his thumb against her clit. She ripped her mouth away from Sam’s, soundlessly screaming as she came. Sam felt her muscles clench around his finger and dropped his head to the crook of her shoulder.



A few moments later, Sam couldn’t hold still any longer. His cock was throbbing with each breath he took and he felt as if he would burst soon if he didn’t find relief. He shifted slightly, grazing his dick across her thigh. They both inhaled sharply at the touch. Sam raised his head and met Lexi’s eyes. What he saw gave him an immense sense of pride; she looked very satisfied and content. He pulled his fingers out of her, and she frowned at the loss of contact. Without thinking, Sam brought his hand to his mouth, licking the evidence of her orgasm from his fingers. Lexi gasped and her eyes widened.



“Oh, that’s it buddy,” she said, pushing at his chest, rolling him over on his back. Startled by her sudden movements, Sam was caught completely off guard as she tugged his briefs off and threw them over her shoulder. She also removed her own panties, dropping them at the side of the bed as her hand closed around Sam’s shaft. He groaned in response. Lexi grinned before leaning over and swiping her tongue over the head of his cock.



“Oh God,” he growled. When she began to pump him slowly, he grabbed her hand with his. “No,” he said, “not like that.” She paused in her ministrations and nodded. She quickly walked over to her purse, retrieving a condom from it. She tore it open as she moved back to his side. After giving another long lick, she rolled the condom onto his dick, thinking to herself that she had been right to buy the extra large size when she had been in the hotel gift shop. That was the last rational thought she had.



“C’mere,” he ordered, hauling her onto to the bed. He quickly rolled her over on her back, covering her completely his big body. Giving her another kiss, he flexed his hips and entered in one swift stroke. They both moaned. Sam had never felt anyone tighter or hotter in his life. Lexi had never felt so consumed and filled by anyone in her life. As one, they both began to move. Lexi arched her back and brought her hips up to meet each thrust from Sam. The legs Sam had been dreaming about for hours wrapped around his waist. He reached down and tilted her hips up, holding her suspended in air with one arm. The move brought his pelvic bone in direct contact with her clit every time he entered her. She gave one short scream, but then bit her lip to stop more from escaping.



Because Sam had been aroused since dinner, he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. He began pumping into faster, swiveling his hips as he did. Lexi’s eyes widened again and he felt her start to convulse again. He leaned down, kissing her again before thrusting one last time. She came again, her scream muffled by Sam’s lips. He followed close behind, groaning as he did.



It seem liked an hour later when Sam reluctantly untangled their limbs and disappeared into the bathroom to dispose of the condom. Lexi watched with a satisfied expression as he came back into the room, muscles rippling as he walked. She couldn’t help but be proud that she had slept with someone as beautiful and sexy as Sam. She forced herself to sat up on the bed, pulling back the sheets that were still tucked in. She slid under them and glanced up at Sam. He was standing next to the bed, looking a little indecisive as to what his next move should be. She flipped the corner of the sheet down and patted the bed in invitation.



Sam smiled at her and moved to join her, but his cell phone ringing stopped him. Lexi saw frustration and a little bit of fear flit across his face as he bent to pick up his phone. The frustration won when he read the caller ID. Sighing loudly, he answered, “What Dean?”



Lexi smiled when he realized it was his brother. If what Sam had told her at dinner was true, Dean was probably calling to see if his little brother had gotten lucky. And since Sam rolled his eyes and muttered, “Whatever, we’re not talking about this now,” in response, she was sure she was right. “I’ll talk to you tomorrow Dean.” He hung up and then got into bed with her.



Sam pulled Lexi into his arms, loving the warmth and softness of her body against his. She seemed equally happy, as she snuggled further into him. He knew they should discuss what would happen tomorrow, when she had to go to her conference and he had to mysteriously disappear to investigate the supposed haunting in the hotel, but he didn’t want to. Right now, he wanted to simply enjoy being with her.



Both Sam and Lexi fell asleep with smiles on their faces.