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Marley was slightly confused but she just nodded her head and looked down to Zoey, who was obviously warming up to Sam. She even talked to him - well at least a bit. A few words. But that was more than no words for sure. “Mh, Mommy says having no dogs helps.” Zoey scrunched her face a little. “Yes, I promised Zoey, I mean I have always liked puppies and I sometimes feel a bit lonely in my place so…why not, right? That way Zoey will visit me more often as well, right buttercup?” Zoey nodded quickly. “I mean I have always thought I would get a cat, but Zoey convinced me that dogs are way better…because they aren’t so mean…”

It was pretty nice to see that Zoey was warming up to him, Sam had always felt like he as good with kids, so it had been weird when she hadn’t really liked him, or at least shown a bit of interested in him. Sam nodded his head, “I understand, and it seems like Marley really wants a dog, so that means you’ll get to spend time with one when you’re around her,” Sam said smiling at her. Sam looked at Zoey, “you did good, dogs are way better than cats,” he said, “but here I thought that reindeer’s was the best, the song says they’re better than people, so that should mean they’re better than dogs too right?” he asked, looking at Zoey, before he looked over at Marley. “Hopefully she won’t say that she wants one as a pet.” Sam smiled, it was almost a relief, knowing that he wasn’t a dad, and that he hadn’t missed a part of his kid’s life. “So I’m guessing you don’t have anyone to keep you company during cold and lonely nights.”

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Marley could actually see how confused he seemed to be by the answer they had both given him. For a second that confused her too. But she just couldn’t say why he would be confused about their answers. It was obviously a pretty easy answer. One that he should understand easily. “You…thought what?” Marley then asked and furrowed her brows, before he asked Zoey a question which made Marley sigh internally. Maybe he would tell her what he was thinking another time - if there was another time. “Mh…but I can’t have one.” Zoey answered and scrunched her face. “Mommy always sneeze. and then she looks like crying. sometimes she really cries. and not even a cute hello kitty band aid helps her…” “Your Mom is allergic to dogs, nothing a band aid can fix Zo, but it’s so sweet you try to help her. And you know, I promised you I would get one, so when you come over you can walk mine and play with him…”

Sam shook his head, “We can talk about that later,” he replied. “I mean I don’t think this is the place for it,” he bit down on his lip, a small breath leaving his lips. Sam listened to Zoey, and he felt like she at least thought that he wasn’t as scary now. Maybe they even could be friends, or at least she would remember him the next time they met. If there was a next time of course. “Yeah, band aids don’t help with that,” Sam agreed nodding his head. “I’m sure your mom knows what helps,” he said with a smile. He turned to Marley, “You’re getting a dog?”

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Zoey seemed to understand what they were saying. Or at least she wasn’t talking back. Maybe also because those dogs and their female owner were making her chuckle too much. She nodded nonetheless and Marley was quite sure she understood. Or at least she was trying to. But the question Sam was asking made them both look to him now. Marley looked surprised while Zoey was actually looking almost a bit offended - again. “Why you don’t know that?” She asked then and furrowed her brows and looked to Marley now. “She is important. Very. Right?” “Of course Zo, but Sam never met your Mom. She is very important to you, but not to everyone else you know? Like…my Mom. She is the most important person to me, but she is not everyone’s Mom. Just like Laura is your mother, but not everyone else’s. You know?” She then explained and she could actually see the way the small girl was thinking about that answer. “Sorry I should’ve just said - Zoey’s Mom instead of using a name foreign to you. Sorry. I didn’t mean to confuse you.”

Sam blinked not sure on why he got that question and that look from Zoey. All he had done was asking who Laura was, so she was probably important to Zoey. Sam’s jaw almost dropped when he heard that Laura was Zoey’s mom, all of this was just really confusing. He needed to talk to Marley alone because talking about this with Zoey around was probably a bad idea. “It’s okay,” he replied, “maybe I should have known,” Sam said biting down on his lip. “I thought...” he trailed off, looking at her, letting out a breath. “It doesn’t matter.” He turned to Zoey, “so you like dogs?”

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Marley looked down on Zoey, who was now scrunching her face a little, shaking her head just a bit. She was probably still a bit offended by Marley chuckling at her words…it was okay though. She could handle that. “Not you…” Zoey finally said directed at Sam and pointed at Marley. “She is always laughing at me.” Marley nodded in agreement. “That is actually true, but that is because you are adorable Zo.” The girl seemed to be okay with that, or she was just to focused on the woman on the other side of the street walking 5 dogs, who were clearly messing with her. It looked like a disaster and the small girl couldn’t help but giggle at the view. So easy to distract, Marley though. “Oh well, Mom never comes around. She doesn’t visit me that often and it is not like I can take Zoey whenever I want. Laura agreed this time though, actually even asked me to take her so…”

Sam smiled and nodded as he looked at Zoey. “It’s something that people do,” Sam replied, “I used to do that a lot with my siblings,” he explained, “and I still do that sometime.” Sam smiled as he looked at her, “it something that siblings and parents do.” Sam hoped that Zoey would be okay with his explanation, even if he knew that Marley had given her a good one too. Sam frowned, he didn’t know who Laura was, it was just so confusing. Maybe he should ask her about that, but why would someone ask Marley to take care of her own daughter it. Or wasn’t Zoey Marley’s daughter. “And Laura is?” Sam asked, looking between Zoey and Marley.

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Zoey seemed to be really shy that day and Marley wouldn’t push her. But she could hear the little giggle against her skin as Sam continued talking to the little girl. He seemed liked he was really trying to make the girl get over her shyness and somehow Marley was convinced it would succeed in a while. She knew Sam’s charms, they usually worked out in his favor. Marley held Zoey close to her, as they continued talking now that he gave up on trying to amuse Zoey - at least for now. “It is all fine, I have been busy with Zoey anyway. Mom wanted to spend some time with her, I think they have seen each other twice before and my Mom always tells me it’s my fault.” The brunette said, brushing through Zoey’s hair absent mindedly as she noticed how the girl moved her head to whisper something in her ear. A chuckle fell from her lips. “You should ask him that yourself Zoey.” The brunette noticed how the girl started to change her posture in Marley’s arms and after a few seconds she even turned her head around to look at Sam. “My Mom told me to not speak with strangers…didn’t your Mom tell you that?” The girl finally brought out then and Marley couldn’t help but chuckle louder. “You laugh at me. Rude. Don’t be rude…” Zoey reprimanded her and Marley nodded, still giggling a little. “But he is not a stranger Zoey, I know him.” “Am I you?” The girl said with a very serious face which made Marley chuckle again. That was such a typical sentence for mothers though - as a teenager she would always have this argument with her Mom and she would say - everyone else is allowed to do this or that and her Mom would ask her - are you everyone else? Zoey was such a smart, good and cute girl. 

Sam had wanted to get Zoey to look at him but he did’t have any luck in doing so. Hearing everything that Marley said, made Sam even more sure that Zoey was his kid but how was he supposed to bring that up. There must be a reason to why she hadn’t told him. Maybe she didn’t think that he would make a good dad, and Sam wasn’t sure on what hurt more, Marley thinking that he was a bad dad, or that she had felt like she couldn’t tell him that she was pregnant. “Who else should I laugh at?” Sam asked, raising his eyebrows looking at her. He let out a small breath, biting down on his lip. Zoey was really cute and probably smart too, at least from what Sam had seen. “Why haven’t your mom spent more time with her?” Sam asked.

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Her stay had been more eventful than expected that was for sure. Marley had never thought to meet Sam again, she had been sure he would move on with his life, maybe move and never look back. But he had stayed in Lima and for some reason - pretty selfish ones - she was happy he had stayed there. That way they had met again after all. She had missed him more than she could even express. But now that her stay was over, she would need to get back to her life and forget about him once again.

She was just out to get a few things for their trip back. Zoey was with her since her Mom was busy working today. They would leave this evening and the brunette was actually quite sad leaving her hometown once again, but she couldn’t change it, could she? She was just about to head into the store in front of them as she heard someone call out and wave at them. She looked closely realizing it was Sam. A wide smile appeared around her lips, she waved back at him and waited til he would stop right in front of them. “Hey Zoey, do you remember this nice man? We have met him in the store the other day.” The woman said and picked the girl up, so she could sit basically on top of her hip, making it easier for the girl to look up into Sam’s face. “Say hey, would you?” The brunette said then and Zoey immediately hid her face in the crook of Marley’s neck, obviously being quite shy today. “Sorry for that, she can be very shy at times…”

Sam was glad that Marley at least seemed happy to see him, but Zoey didn’t seem to remember him. Not that he had expected her too. “Don’t worry about it,” Sam replied, “and I’m sure that this little princess will say hello when she’s read,” he said trying to get her to look at him. “I’m Sam. Sam I am. And I don’t like green eggs and ham,” he said, almost hoping that Zoey would recognize Dr. Seuss and look at him, quoting Dr. Seuss was something that had worked on most kids that Sam had met. “Oh, you’re not a big Suess fan?” Sam asked, “So what do you like?” he asked smiling at her before her turned to Marley, “I hope you’ve had a good few days,” he said smiling, “and sorry I didn’t call, I’ve been busy.”

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Sam let out a deep breath, running a hand through his hair, he felt how his shirt was clinging against his back, and some sweat was running down his spine. It had felt good running, it had been a long time since had gone for a run like this. But with everything that had happened in the last few days, he needed this, he needed a chance to wrap his head around everything. 

The last thing he would have thought was that he would run into Marley again, well not like this at least. He knew that her mother was still living in Lima, so Sam had known that there was going to be a possibility of running into her. But with the weekend that had spent having sex, it had been amazing in more ways than one. There was still something nagging him, the kid, the young girl, that Marley had had with her the first time they had met. Who was that, she looked like she was around three years old, and if she was, was she his kid. Sam let out a sigh, and he began to run again, he wasn’t sure on how long he had been running when he spotted her. Well them. Marley and, he couldn’t remember the girl’s name. He let out a breath, and jogged over to them, “Hey!” he called out, waving.

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The brunette couldn’t help but grin at him. She loved how easy it was to be around him. They could talk, joke…sometimes actually do nothing at all. But it was also so easy to get all passionate and kinky with him. Something she had never enjoyed with anyone else in her life. “Mh, I can think of something…so I think I know.” The girl grinned lightly before they both opened the boxes. “I feel so…honored you will share your food with me..” The girl teased and pecked his cheek before she took a bite of his food, and then offering him some of hers. “This is officially…the best day I have had in a long time by the way.” The girl said softly and looked down shyly. She was still this innocent, smitten high school girl when it was about him. And damn she was glad she could spend her time with him again. Knowing how amazing it would be. But also how sore she would be at the end of it. Didn’t change the fact she was anticipating it very much…and also hoping it wouldn’t end. For now they would eat their food and then…well they had time.

It was something about the grin on her face. Even if had been years since they had spent time with each other everything was easy. It was easy to slip back into how things had been, now it was even better, maybe because neither one of them were scared of someone finding out. So far things between them had been just what Sam wanted from a relationship, be able to joke, and then the next moment was filled with passion, and some kinky sex when the time called for it. He had never had everything with someone. A soft groan left his lips, as he felt her grin against him. He bit down on his lip, he wasn’t going to say something, they were going to eat, and then they could have all the sex they wanted again. “You should,” he whispered, pressing a small kiss against her cheek. Sam smiled at her, it was like she was back to the shy girl she once had been, and not the little minx she was when she knew what she wanted in the bedroom. “Let’s eat,” he said grabbing some food, holding it out for her, “and then we can do whatever you want,” he licked his lips, “and then we’ll do what I want.” He leaned forward pressing a small kiss against her lips.

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“I am…I am always happy when I could…satisfy you.” The girl grinned and let her eyes rest on him for another while before getting up and moving towards the door getting their ordered food. She gave the delivery guy the money with a pretty generous tip and then got back to Sam and once she placed the food on the coffee table she made herself comfortable on his lap, straddling it and letting her head rest in the crook of his neck for a long moment. “I am pretty sure we both know how this will go, how we are going to continue this and how it will be all weekend.” The brunette said softly before picking up the boxes and letting them sink down in between their bodies, on her legs. “You also have to share your food, because I saw wanna try yours.”

Sam smirked. “And you happen to be great at that,” Sam said his hands running down her back. He sat down on the coach, leaning back, eyes closed for a second, so far this weekend was everything he could have dreamed off. A smile played on his lips, an arm wrapped around her waist. “You better not move too much,” he said, the smile still present, “since you never know what will come up.” He bit down on his lip, watching her reach for the food. “You’re in luck, since you’re the only one I’ll share my food with,” he said pressing a kiss against her lips,” eat food first and then we can have some more fun,” he raised his eyebrows, “you wouldn’t have to move a lot,” a smirk playing on his lips. He took some of his food holding it out so she could taste.

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Marley couldn’t help it, she loved when he came. It didn’t matter if he came into her mouth, her pussy or somewhere on her body. She just loved knowing he came for her. The brunette moaned out as she felt his cum just shoot into her mouth. She hummed contently as she let his cum run down her throat, enjoying the taste of him, before she pulled away and looked up to him. “You taste so good. So incredibly good.” The girl mused and let her fingers move up to his face, softly brushing over his cheek. “And you get such a relaxed look on your face…so content and just satisfied.” She just sat up completely as she heard the door bell ring. “Just in time. Let me get this since you are…indecent at the moment.”

Sam groaned. Of course she would tell him that. He leaned into her touch. “I am,” he whispered, licking his lips, looking at her. “You look pretty happy too,” he said letting his eyes roam over her. Sam was aware of the fact that they wouldn’t be able to do anything more until after they had eaten. “Yeah,” he whispered leaning back, letting his mind wander to what they could do for the rest of the weekend. Sam smiled when she returned, “you should come and sit here,” he said patting his lap, “so we can eat and talk about what we’re going to do after.”

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Oh he was definitely right. She wanted him to come inside her mouth. She wanted to taste him. She wanted his warm cum on her tongue. She wanted it to run down her throat…like it used to. So when he was saying this she looked up at him, smiling innocently as she continued, even harder and faster now. She really wanted him to just come. To give her what she desired. She moaned with every time he bucked his hips up, fucking her mouth, while she would suck at his cock harder and harder.

His fingers got tangled up in her hair. A loud groan left his lips. Sam bit down on his lips, as he saw the smile on her face, knowing exactly what it meant. He couldn’t stop his hips from bucking forward. “Baby,” he groaned, holding on to the back of her head. “Fuck,” he threw his head back, and a familiar feeling ran through his body, muscles tensing, his balls tensing. There was no way that he would be able to hold back, and he came hard, cum shooting out.

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The girl knew he was right and she wanted to show him that he was. She wanted this. She wanted to make him come. She wanted to please him and hear just what she was doing to him. How badly he wanted her to continue and how good it felt. The girl sucked harder on him, she forgot about the teasing as quickly as she had thought about it and soon she was doing it in a faster, also harder way, while her one hand was stroking his base and the other was squeezing his balls softly. She moaned, feeling how wet she was getting again. She loved doing this, knowing how good it would make him feel. She loved it more than anything else. She always kept looking up to him, almost innocently as her lips were tightening around him to increase the pressure…the pleasure.

His breathing got shallow. His eyes were closed. He focused on the feeling of her wet hot mouth around his cock, how it felt as she was sucking it, arder and harder for each passing second. Her hand was also moving up and down his shaft, Sam bit down on his lip, trying his best to hold back a groan but eh couldn’t. The moan that she let out, egged him on even more. Sam held on to her hair, “Fuck,” he groaned, opening his eyes, looking down on her. His tongue darted over his lips, feeling the pressure build in him, he knew that he was close. It was something about all of this that pushed him closer and closer to the edge. “Keep doing that,” he mumble, his hips bucking forward. “I know you want to taste it,” he said, breathing shallow, “I know you want me to cum in your mouth.”

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Marley liked the tone he used when talking to her. She liked how he would talk all understanding, teasing in a way but also demanding. He wanted her to suck him off, so of course he would sound demanding. But she also liked how he would make it sound like she was a good girl for doing it. The brunette licked over her bottom lip as he exposed his hard cock to her, she couldn’t help but feel eager to finally get her lips around him. Her fingers trailed down his thigh as her eyes locked with his for a second. “I will be a very good girl for you Mr. Evans.” She purred and then leaned in, her lips wrapping around the head of his cock, softly sucking at its tip. Teasing him, while her fingers moved to his balls, squeezing and massaging them.

Sam let out a groan. He knew that he shouldn’t be surprised with Marley, at least not now, she always seemed to know what he wanted. He threaded his fingers through her hair, holding on to it. Trying to his best not to buck his hips forward. “I’m sure you will,” he replied, smiling as he looked down. He closed his eyes, “just like that,” he mumbled, feeling her fingers against his balls. “And suck my dick,” his grip on her hair tighten. “You know you want that cum, taste it, swallowing.”

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The brunette couldn’t help it. There was always this sexual chemistry between them that made her feel so…needy. She had never been like this with anyone else. Just with him. And at first it had made their relationship seem like it was just based around sex and while that was partly right, she knew that the deep feelings for him weren’t just pure imagination. She loved him, she wanted him and she needed him to feel satisfied. That satisfied her just as much. “Mh that really depends on what you want me to be Mr. Evans. I wanna be whatever you want me to be…for you.” The girl licked over her bottom lip, as she felt him move her hand, feeling the erection underneath the towel. A groan fell from her lips, her cheeks flushing bright red. “So big…” She said softly, acting all innocent and sweet again, just like she used to be in High School. “I will help you Mr. Evans. That’s what I am here for right…making you feel good.” The brunette smiled at him, her fingers dancing over his covered cock, before she leaned in and let her mouth run over the same spot. Her lips parting and softly pulling at his cock, trying to give him some kind of attention but staying quite teasing since she didn’t take the towel away. not yet. 

Sam groaned, the last time, he had felt like this. Been this hard, and felt the need to come, and have her lips around his cock sucking him off. He didn’t count the times he had been with Marley before, it was that weekend he had spent with Sebastian. Sam shook his head, he wasn’t going to think about that now, not when he had Marley in front of him, about to giving him what he guessed was going to be an amazing blowjob. “You’re my good girl,” he said, running his hand through her hair, “you just want to take care of me, to make sure that I feel good,” he whispered. “And you do make me feel good. So good,” he said, tongue darting over his lips. “Just suck my damn dick,” he said pulling the towel away exposing his hard cock. “If you do I’m sure you’ll get that grade you always wanted and I better cum before our food gets here.”

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Marley grinned as she noticed how much she had distracted him. He had even stopped in his actions. He just wanted to make the call when she had said that and he had stopped right away. That alone made her smile widely. “I am still a pretty good girl, don’t you think?” She teased him and as he continued to speak the girl bit down on her lip, let him make his call and then she took his phone out of his hand and placed it aside, before leaning in so she could whisper directly into his ear. “You really want to know if I can be such a good girl still, don’t you?” The brunette slowly brushed her lips along his earlobe. “I can be Mr. Evans. Such a good girl, if you just allow me…to help you with whatever you problem you may have.”

Sam licked his lips, taking a deep breath, memories from that particular time, began to appear for him. “I’d like to think so,” he replied, “or maybe you’re a bad girl that just pretends to be a goo girl.” A groan left his lips, feeling he warm breath against his ear. Sam closed his eyes, trying to focus on his breathing. It was something about hearing her call him Mr. Evans that woke up something in him. “Fuck,” he mumbled. “You do need to help me, Ms. Rose,” he whispered, fingers running up her back, and he reached for one of her hands placing it over his semi hard cock. “This, this is my problem, and you gave it to me, so you better take care of it,” he said, looking at her. “I don’t care about how you decide to fix it. Just fix it.”

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“Mh, already found something.” The girl grinned and then tapped on what she wanted. “And as far as I read you pick two and get a drink as well. As some kind of menu or whatever, so…pick something then.” Marley licked over her bottom lip and cocked her eyebrow. She haven’t gotten all too self confident, also not cocky or arrogant or whatever, but she knew that she could be a bit of those things around Sam for sure. More than around other people. “You sure about that?” The girl teased back and then leaned in a bit, her lips softly brushing against his earlobe. “Remember how you…gave me detention…or well we acted like you gave it to me. And I tried to be a good girl and convince you that…I could help you with a problem you had, if you spare me.” The girl grinned as she pulled away. “But yes…the weekend away was glorious as well.”

Sam took a look at the menu, “Yeah, one of my favorite places,” he replied, “so it’s a good pick.” But then again, if he didn’t like a place he wouldn’t keep the menu around. Sam had been about to pick up his phone when he heard her, and what her favorite had been. “Oh,” he mumbled, looking down. “I have a memory of that,” he took a deep breath, trying not to let what she said and did get to him. “You were a good girl,” he agreed, “and did everything, even the extra credit,” he whispered, “but you might have to remind me about exactly what you did,” he said and grabbed his phone. “I’m gonna order our food, and then you can try and convince me that you’re right.”

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Marley knew this couldn’t last forever. She would return home and this would be a distant memory for her. Another reminder of how much she had been into her teacher and how she still loved him - even after all this time. So why wouldn’t she try to hold onto this feeling for a while longer right? Marley looked over at her lover and smiled. “Thai then, I haven’t had good Asian food in way too long.” Marley grinned and checked out the flyer, before she tapped on something. Something not all too greasy and heavy obviously. She planned on staying fit for whatever they would be doing after. She wouldn’t stuff herself up and then turn tired. “Thanks for having me over by the way…reminds me of…good old times. When you corrupted me.” Marley grinned, teasing him just a little.

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Sam nodded his head. He could do a Thai order. “Anything you don’t eat?” he asked, looking for the right menu, “or maybe you rather see what they got.” A small smile on his face as he handed the menu over to Marley. “It was pretty great,” he replied running a hand through his still damp hair. “And I’m pretty sure you didn’t mind me corrupting you,” he replied, teasing her. “So what was your favorite part?” Sam asked, “I like that weekend away, you know which one I’m talking about right?”