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Sammy turned back to Slater. “I didn’t feel like heading out tonight.” He pulled her closer and lifter her, so she straddled his lap. “Getting back into the workforce has wiped me out also.” She circled her arms around his neck. “Thanks so much for giving me a job.” She leaned forward and brushed her lips over his. “I really appreciate it.”

Slater groaned, gripped her arse, and moved her closer to his hard body. “I like having you close. No need to thank me.” Slater winked. “But if you want to show your appreciation, I wouldn’t stop you.” He ground his jean-covered crotch against her covered pussy.

Sammy chuckled. “Oh really?” She leaned forward and kissed Slater. Her tongue sought entry, and he met hers. His fingers slid under her shirt, trailed up her back, around to cup and massage her lace-covered breasts.

Slater lifted her shirt up over her head, and Sammy fought the need to cover her belly. Neither Slater nor Brock had seen her without her clothes on. Brock and Slater had both made it clear to Sammy they liked her body and had no issue about her weight, but Greg’s comments were forever stamped into her brain.

“Yum. I love a bit of breast.”

Sammy giggled, and her unease vanished at Slater’s words. Slater yanked her pants and undies down, and she lifted her body helping to accommodate him. His fingers slid along her nether lips and gently probed her pussy.

Slater leaned back, his gaze traveled up and down her body. “Beautiful. You’re so perfect. You smell like heaven to me, and I want to taste you.”

Closing her eyes Sammy moaned. Slater kissed and sucked his way down her burning body. Sammy had never felt anything so good. Slater, honey, and chocolate surrounded her, and she just wanted to hold him to her forever.

Sammy let herself go, crying out as Slater’s warm breath feathered over her pussy. Anticipation was making the fire burning in her higher, and she panted as she looked down and watched Slater’s tongue snake out and lap at her clit. “More. Slater, my body is on fire.”

Slater grinned up at her, and a wicked gleam came into his eyes. “Oh Sammy, I’m going to make you combust.” His fingers dug into her arse as he brought her back to his mouth. His tongue dug deep into her core, and she gripped the sofa pillows as the tingling pressure built.

His finger moved around and entered her pussy. Just one at first and it slowly set a steady pace, but then a second thick long finger joined the first and Sammy knew she wouldn’t last much longer.

“Please. I need to come. I need to let go. Slater, please.” Sammy begged Slater to let her come. And he growled against her clit and nipped it as his fingers pumped faster in and out of her core. His growl and the pressure of the nip sent her over the edge into oblivion.

“Slaattter.” She fell back on the sofa and enjoyed her bliss.

Slater moved up her body and sighed. “You don’t know how bad I want you right now Sammy, but I can’t. If I take you, I know I’ll mate you.” He kissed her lips and picked her up and walked down her hall to her room. “Come on. You shower while I calm myself down and get the first movie ready.”

“Mmmm aha. Sounds good.”

Slater chuckled and put the lid of the toilet seat down and set her on it while he ran her shower and walked out. She watched him as she came down from her high. Sammy was so close to giving in to Slater and Brock. She knew she wouldn’t last much longer before she let them claim her. Sammy just wanted to be one hundred percent sure this time before she took any huge jumps in a relationship, like making love, becoming a mate, or moving in. She’d learnt her lesson.

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It took Slater a while to calm his raging bear, who yelled at him to go mate their woman, but Slater knew that would be a bad idea. He wanted Sammy’s trust and needed her to be ready and sure of herself when she let him, and Brock claim her.

Adjusting his pants, Slater wished Brock were here to help him calm his bear and assure him he was doing the right thing. He didn’t think the next time he was alone with Sammy he would be able to stop and not mate her. So tonight, he needed to find things she liked to do that wouldn’t have them alone.

Opening a bag of M&M’s, popcorn, snack block, and chocolate milks on the table. He chose one of the action films, staying away from anything that could make the situation he was in worse.

Just as the first action movie was finishing Brock arrived, and Slater felt relieved that he would have help to resist Sammy. Brock sat himself next to Sammy on the sofa, and she leaned over and hugged and kissed him.

“How was work?” She beamed at him, and Slater heard Brock’s heart speed up.

Slater studied Brock and could see dark circles under his eyes, and his usual five o’clock shadow was more like a beard. Slater felt bad he hadn’t noticed the condition of Brock, but he’d had his own troubles and was trying hard not to let his bear take over.

Brock shrugged. “Same old. Nothing important.”

Slater’s whole body froze at the lie in Brock’s voice. Something was going on, and it was contributing to Brock’s stressed look. Brock shot him a glare, and Slater knew in that instant that whatever was going on wasn’t something Slater wanted to know.

Taking the focus off Brock, Slater wrapped his arms around Sammy and moved her, so she lay across him. “So, I was thinking we should go to the theater or aquarium, maybe even the zoo?”

Sammy’s smile was bright and eager. “I’d love to go to a big theater production. My mother always wanted to take me to go seeMy Fair LadyorThe Phantom of the Opera, but we never had the money.” Sammy snuggled between him and Brock. “The Phantom of the Operais playing in Sydney, but it’s sold out. Maybe next time.”

Slater grinned and glanced over at Brock, who had a satisfied look on his face. He nodded, and Slater was happy for once the Bears’ name would help get them what they wanted. He would get SammyThe Phantom of the Operatickets, even if he had to talk to Brock’s mother, Adelea, and ask to use their box seats.

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Slater and Brock had told her to get dressed tonight into something fancy. They were taking her somewhere special. Sammy didn’t have anything fancy. The closest thing she had was Sandy’s bridesmaid dress, so she got into that and did her hair in a neat braid.

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