“That’s a cracker of a movie. ‘Oh captain, my captain’,” he says with a nod.
“Yes!” I say, and press my forehead against his. “’No matter what anybody tells you, words and ideas can change the world’,” I say, quoting from the mouth of Robin Williams himself.
“That’s what I wanna do,” Sam says.
I shift down his body and watch on as a stern determination flashes across his gaze. “I wanna change the world through my music, my song-writing. Music has the power to move, to help people listen to things that matter, and to heal,” he says, as his hard length twitches against my thigh. Sam reaches beneath his pillow and produces a small square silver packet.When did he hide that there?
I take it from him, unwrap the condom, and roll it down his length.
Sam guides himself between my legs and pushes deep inside me. “And you know what?” he says as I groan, adjusting to his girth.
“What?” I move my hips back and forth.
Sam’s fingers dig into my hips. He grimaces as he sits up and reaches around my lower back. “With you as my muse, I’m unstoppable.”
My heart seizes in my chest before jolting back into rhythm. “Yeah?”
“Hell, yeah. You’ve changed my world, Janie.”
My heart pangs. With each thrust, my nerves stir and tingle.Love. Sam’s eyes feast on my body, and he kisses me with a fever that has me feeling more alive than ever.
“I never thought I’d find someone like you. Someone who would see me for me.” My voice is choked with tears.
“Don’t worry. I see you. Crystal clear.”