...lt bad. But with you...It's because I don't...I don't like Carly anymore. I've moved on."
Sam scooted closer to Freddie. They were so close, their noses were almost touching.
"To anyone in particular?" she asked.
Freddie blinked, and for a second he didn't remember how to breathe.
"Yeah." He closed the distance between them, connecting their lips. Sam melted at his touch, and soon found herself sitting on his lap, straddling him.
"God, Freddie..." She moaned as she kissed him.
He kissed back, just as eagerly.
"Sam...I...I love you." he said.
Sam kissed him more and more, her lips melting with his own.
"I love you too." She smiled.
"Nub." She added.
Sam then pulled them off of the couch and into Freddie's bedroom, making sure to lock it. His mother wasn't home right now, but better safe than sorry.
She continued to ravage him, kissing his lips, then trailing down to his collar bone, beggin for more. Sam couldn't get enough of Freddie. Her kisses weren't hard enough, he wasn't close enouth...they weren't close enough...they needed to be closer. Before either of them knew what was happening, they were already nude, grabbing for closer contact.
"F-Fr..Freddie...I...I need you..." Freddie pressed his nacked body up against hers, causing her to fall backwards onto the bed.
"Oooohhhh...God, Freddie..." Freddie smiled, pleased with the...