Sam’s POV
Darren and I ran giggling into the bedroom and then he crushed his lips to mine. Our tongues were fighting for dominance as he pulled off his shirt. I ran my hands in awe over his sculpted chest. “Oh my God!” I breathed. His kisses traveled down my neck, but unlike my dad, his were soft and loving. “Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked. I nodded, feeling safer than ever. I yanked my shirt and shorts off, leaving myself in a lacy bra and thong. His eyes took in every line, every bruise, every scar. He knelt down and kissed each spot, trying to hide the tears forming in his eyes. All at once, I burst out crying. I was so happy and safe. “Sam, Sam, it’s ok, come here.” He pulled me in and kissed my cheek. “I’m ok, I’ve just never felt like someone actually cared and now…” I trailed off and kissed him. He slid off his pants and we fell onto the bed. He unclipped my bra and broke the kiss to travel down and kiss them. I arched back in pleasure and felt his dick getting excited. I slid off his boxers and deep-throated his large length before he pulled out and cummed on my stomach. He pushed my thong to the side and began pumping his fingers inside as he put love bites all over my body. I moaned and arched as I released my liquids on his fingers, which then pulled out and replaced with his tongue. I sucked on his fingers, tasting myself before pulling up and climbing on top of him. I rubbed my wet clit over the head of his cock before lowering myself down and adjusting to his length. I then pumped up and down as both of us moaned and uttered curses. He pushed me over and I grabbed the sheets as he took control. We climaxed together and he kissed my forehead before pulling out and putting his boxers back on. I slid into my underwear and his shirt and I curled into him and closed my eyes.
*The Next Morning*
“Should we take a picture?” “No Louis, now get out before you wake them up!” “Liam, what time is it?” I mumbled. “It’s 10 am, you want pancakes?” I jumped out of the bed, “Yes!” Darren stirred, but I tucked the blankets around him and left. “Ow, this is going to be awkward.” I said. “Someone had a little too much fun” Louis said. I punched him and ran downstairs. “Top o’ the morning love.” “Morning Nialler.” I kissed his cheek and tried to sit down without wincing. “There you go. I figured you’d be in pain all day. Have fun shopping.” Zayn lifted me up and sat me down before running away.