DEFINE Part 3

"Eternity, did you hear me? Did you understand me at all?" Sam was slowly beginning to have a look of desperation.

"Yeah, chemicals cause side effects, blah-blah-blah," I was growing more distant from this whole affair.

"Eternity, we need a room, like NOW," Sam stepped closer and I saw why he was looking so desperate. I'd heard the uppers and hallucinogens could cause an extreme rise in the libido.

"Oh my God, I'm suffering, Eternity, please, Please!" Sam paced back and forth not knowing what to do because the chemicals had his brain so addled.

"Come on, I'll get a room and you can sleep it off," I walked toward the first rooming house I saw. It was a cheap dive for mostly locals with a prostitute but I was not familiar with the area at all.

"How about this?" I stopped in front of Yanky Hanky Panky. Wow, clever, I laughed cynically.

Sam grasped my hand, "We have to be together, at least." I slumped my shoulders in defeat, "Sure. Ok," I relented.

Inside, the procedure to secure a room with a bed was seconds in the making. We trod to the room at the very end of the hall. I figured the clerk decided we'd be noisy. I grinned.

"Why are you smiling?" Sam asked, his pupils large and still contributing to his demeanor. I shrugged.

Inside, the room was very sparsely decorated. No desk for writing postcards home, no easy chair for watching the telly. No telly. Just a bed. I walked to the only window and looked out at the dirt streets. This was not how it was supposed to be. I started to cry.

Sam immediately walked over to me and stood behind me. Without a word, he put his arms around my waist and pulled me close to himself. I felt his dilemma hard against my butt like a fat stone. 

Sam leaned forward and whispered in my ear, "Eternity, I can make you happy for a few minutes. Please let me try," he kissed behind my ears and down my neck, eagerly but gently.

As soon as Sam said 'minutes' I glanced at the warped clock on the wall. It read, 2:30 PM. Was it even working?

Sam began to unbutton my blouse, not hurriedly but not lazily. As he opened each button, he kissed the flesh that was revealed. His lips were so soft.

Sam let his fingers gently lead the path his lips followed. He eased around and around my body. The double pleasure pumped hot blood to every aching body part.

"Sam," I leaned my head back and Sam kissed my breasts, the upper mounds spilling from my thin bra,

"You are so soft and sweet," Sam whispered into my hair as he removed my bra. The air in the room was warm but my n*****s hardened from desire. 

Sam leaned back to look at me, "You are beautiful half dressed. You will be even more than I can hope for if you allow me..." he began to unbutton my skirt. Strangely, I wasn't scared or self conscious.

I could tell, while Sam was pleasuring me with each removal of a piece of my attire, he was, at the same time, removing an item of his own clothing. I could feel his flesh against mine.

He didn't rush but he was consistent, pressing his uncovered parts against my uncovered parts. It felt amazing.

Slowly, we were skin against skin, flesh against flesh, desire against desire but never full requite. Sam lured me slowly to the edge until I could not resist anymore.

"Sam, please, you asked me to help you. Now you must help me," I wasn't sure about anything except I had never felt like this. Sam explained calmly,

"I want to edge you as long as possible. Soon, this chemical high will completely overtake me and I will have to feed its frenzy. Don't be afraid. I want you to want me."

I pulled Sam toward me until there was no space between us. Sam was the one holding back. "Why?" I asked softly, "Why are you holding back?"

"We'll know when the time is just right, Eternity. It might not be tonight. I promise, we'll know."

I don't know what love is but I felt such desire for Sam at that moment, 

"I guess I'm supposed to say I love you and you tell me the same thing?" I was searching for the next step.

"Have you done this before, Eternity?" Sam looked closely into my face. I had to say, "No."

"You don't like me, now," I poked my bottom lip out and actually felt like crying.

Sam led me to the bed. We sat and the springs creaked viciously. I laughed and Sam laughed, too. We fell onto the bed and continued our foreplay with no hesitation, no hold barred.

"I'm not afraid, Sam," I looked boldly into his eyes. Sam grabbed the pillow off the bed and pushed it underneath my hips. I looked at him wide eyed.

Sam stood on his knees between my thighs and hooked his elbows under my knees pulling me close... "Trust me," he whispered.

Sam slowly leaned forward into me, everything seemed slow motion, he melted into me, worlds collided. Sam began to move like a train engine's piston, forward and back...slowly at first, then faster and faster...the bed began to slam against the wall, bam, bam, BAM.

I felt the most wonderful urgency boil up from my deepest desire. Yeah, that's the only word for it, Desire. I wanted him so much. I began to ask, "Do it?" Then I began to demand, "Do it!"

Sam slammed into me over and over. The first few times hurt but Sam promised to stop if I wanted. I was determined to keep going. We rolled over each other, sweaty and we played with each other until we could bear it no more.

We locked together finally and for the long haul we pumped pistons and rocked the room until we both exploded in that pleasure unlike anything else.

"Knock knock knock...your time is up. Check out."

I glanced at that old warped clock. Six PM. 

Sam and I laughed and dragged our clothes on. I swear, I think I put on his underwear.

"You know what I want now?" Sam asked grinning.

"FUFU!" we both said, laughing.