It was the night before the Kyle Petty Charity Ride was to leave California and head cross country to Daytona. The banquet room at the Marriott was bustling with drivers, fans, celebrities, and media. Richard stopped Kyle, “Where is Sam?”
“Don’t know haven’t seen her yet.” Kyle said looking around the room.
“She is going to make it isn’t she? I hate to see her miss two years in a row.”
“I talked to her a couple days ago and she said she would be here.”
“Ok, well let me know when she gets here.”
“Sure pop.”
A few hours later after the events of the evening had died down and there were only a few people still mingling about the double doors to the room swung open. “Well, better late than never.”
Kyle jumped up “Sam, it is about damn time. Where have you been?”
“Vehicular problems about an hour outside of town. Need to go work on it still but thought I better pop my head in and let you all know I am here.”
“Sammy!” she heard being yelled from across the room.
“Richie Rich.” she said leaping into the arms of the king.
Steve Park looked up from his banana foster to see what all the ruckus was about. He saw Richard Petty swinging a young lady around in circles and when he put her down Steve’s eyes locked on what had to be the cutest girl he had ever seen. Girl, she looked liked there was no way she was a day over 20 or 21. He shook the lustful thoughts out of his head. “Steve your 36 stop thinking about the young lady who could be Richards granddaughter.”
He had gone back to his banana foster when he noticed the Petty gang and the girl walking out of the room. “Now what.” Steve followed them out and down to the lobby. When he got there Kyle, Richard, and the girl were leaning over and under a bike.
“What’s up?” Steve asked stepping up behind the young lady.
“Steve hey, meet Sammy. Sam this is Steve Park.” Richard gave introductions.
As she turned around Steve felt her eyes travel the length of his body and back to his eyes, where they finally locked.
He held out his hand, “Nice to meet you.”
Sam just grinned ignoring his hand “Yummy” and with that she turned back around and bent over the bike. Steve’s eyes fell to her round bottom being hugged by the tight Levis she had on. He just shook his head and walked to the other side of the bike.
Richard smiled, he had known Sam for a few years now and knew she was going to give Park a run for his money. “She is going to tear that boy up. This could be fun.” he thought to himself. “The bike isn’t going to make it to Daytona. We need to figure out what is wrong by tomorrow morning.”
“Whose bike is it? I don’t remember it. Custom V rod, this thing is a beauty, I would have remembered it.”
“It’s Sammy’s.”
Steve looked at Sammy, “You old enough to ride this thing?” He asked jokingly.
An evil grin crept up on Sammy lips, “I am old enough to ride you.”
Steve felt the redness come across his face and felt the heat and the bulge in his jeans grow.
Richard laughed to himself “Oh yeah, this ride is going to be fun.” He leaned over and whispered to Kyle, “$20 says they are sleeping together by the end of this trip.”
“Make it $40 and I say it’s before the ride ever gets started.” Kyle laughed. “Actually, Steve, Sammy and Jesse James built it. They built that Custom bike of mine you loved so much last year.”
“You are kidding, no offense but I am shocked.”
“What a girl can’t ride a bike let alone build one.” Sammy was getting fired up now and Kyle and Richard knew Steve had better back peddle quickly.
Steve felt it too. “No, that’s not what I meant at all. But…how old are you?”
“What the hell does that have to do with anything?”
“Nothing you just don’t look old enough to know what you are oh never mind.” Steve kicked at a rock and headed back into the hotel. “I will see you all in the morning.”
Sammy watched him go, “Well, he isn’t any fun to play with. What a shame cause that boy is hot and I would love to see that body hiding under those clothes.”
“Easy girl, Steve isn’t the type of guy you are use to ‘playing’ with. He is truly a nice guy who wouldn’t hurt a fly.” Kyle said. “What you considered playing and having fun, he saw as pissing you off. You know you look younger than you are and he doesn’t know you. You two are from two different molds.”
“I’ll apologize after I get this bike fixed. Jeez, you are worse than your dad over there.”
About an hour later covered in grease Sammy headed up to Steve’s room. She knocked on the door, no answer. She knocked again. She was turning to leave when she heard him. “Hold on, I’ll be right there.”
The door swung open and Sammy’s breath caught in her throat. Steve was standing in the doorway dripping wet with a towel wrapped around his waist. “Sam, uh, sorry, didn’t think it would be you.” He clutched at the towel around his waist.
Sammy was the one who now felt the heat in her jeans. “Well, if I had known this was the welcome I would get, I’d have been up earlier.” she grinned. “May I?”
“Sure, come on in. Let me throw something on.”
“Don’t get dressed on my account. The view from here is pretty damn good.”
Steve stepped into the bathroom and closed the door. He was trying to get a control on his breathing. He slid his jeans on and realized just how tight they were. “Shit, Steve knock it off. You don’t even know this girl.”
As he opened the door, she was sitting on the king size bed, “My name is Samantha, I met Kyle and Richard a few years ago when they came to Jesse’s shop to get bikes custom made, we became fast friends. I am 30 years old and I am here to apologize for earlier. I was informed that what I meant by the scene earlier isn’t the way you took it. I see things I like and I take them. I am brutally honest and I forget the rest of the world isn’t that way. What else do you need to know?”
He grabbed a wet towel out of the bathroom “Looks like you are the one who needs a shower.” He towered over her and lifted her chin up so he could wipe at the grease on her face. “You get the bike fixed?”
“Yeah, should be good as new.” Her face was level with his belly button and as her breathing quickened from his touch she couldn’t stop herself anymore. She flicked her tongue out and dipped it in his naval. He took a deep breath, dropped the towel, and buried his hands in her hair.
She sucked at his belly and as she undid the button on his jeans he pushed her back on the bed and covered her body with his. He pulled her hands away from his waist and started planting kisses along her jaw line. His free hand slid down her side and to her stomach. His fingers tickled the soft skin around her belly button. His tongue ran up her jaw to her ear and he pulled the bottom of her earlobe into his mouth. She could feel his hot breath on her neck and goose bumps popped out all over her body. His hands were amazing and he wasn’t even touching her where she wanted him to. She rolled them over and was straddling him, placing kisses on his chest. She sucked his nipple into her mouth as his hands ran up her back under her shirt. He unhooked her bra but didn’t remove either her shirt or her bra. She started to switch to his other nipple “For God’s sake, they don’t bite.” She pulled her shirt and bra off “Of course I do.” She pulled his nipple back into her mouth and bit down on it, applying enough pressure that she didn’t hurt him but got her point across.
“Sam.”
She lifted her head to meet his stare, he pulled her face to his and plunged his tongue into her mouth. She sucked on his tongue as her hands explored his body. Her hands returned to his waist and pulled the zipper down. She slipped her hand down the front of his jeans and grinned when she realized he didn’t have anything on under them. Her fingers started to run down the length of him when he pulled her back under him.
“Do you have to be in control of everything?”
“Why does the idea of my being in control scare you so much?”
“It doesn’t, but what’s the rush?”
“No rush, but for God’s sake, we have been making out for 15 minutes and you haven’t even touched me. I had to take my shirt off, I had to initiate the whole thing. At this point I would have figured you would want me to just finish this.”
“You want to finish it, fine, let’s finish it.” He rolled off of her and buttoned his jeans back up.
“You have to be kidding me. What the fuck ever.” She grabbed her shirt, threw it on, and ran out the door.
Steve stood staring at the door. He didn’t actually think she would leave. “Great, now what?” He started to go after her then stopped “Shit. Steve let it go. She’s not your type. You guys have proven that twice now.” Steve walked back to the bed and fell onto it.
Back in her room Sam did the same thing. She laid on the bed staring at the ceiling. “Damn him. I don’t need him.” She pulled her clothes off jumped in the shower and headed to bed.
The next day they met in the lobby for breakfast, Steve searched the room and didn’t see Sammy anywhere. He took a seat and ate breakfast. About an hour later Sammy strolled into the room. Steve was sitting talking to Kyle when she walked up. “When we hitting the road?”
Steve noticed her outfit. She was wearing tight Levis with leather chaps over them. Black boots and a long sleeve tight fitting black tee. The outfit showed off her curvy figure and Steve caught himself staring a little too long. Sam knew he was looking at her but she refused to acknowledge him.
“About 10 minutes, you missed breakfast.”
“Don’t care. I will meet you all out front.” She turned and left the room.
“What the hell happened to her? Boy she’s pissed.” Kyle said as he looked at Steve. Steve shrugged and grabbed his things “See ya outside.”
Richard walked up, “What’s up?”
“Apparently, I lost the bet. But there is still hope for you.”
5 days later they found themselves in Biloxi Mississippi with 2 days left on the ride. Sam and Steve kept their distance for the majority of the ride. Steve had tried to talk to her a couple of times but she wouldn’t have anything to do with him.
That night in the hotel Steve had decided enough was enough. He knocked on Sam’s door.
“Yeah,” she said as she opened it. Steve didn’t give her a chance he pushed the door open and pulled her to him forcing his tongue into her mouth.
She pushed him away, “What the hell are you doing?” he kicked the door shut and crossed the room to where she was now standing. He grabbed her arm and once again brought his mouth crashing down onto hers. She tried to push him away once more but gave the fight up quickly as her tongue danced with his. He backed her up against the wall as he lifted her small frame up to his waist and she wrapped her legs around him. She pulled his shirt over his head and threw it too the floor. She ran her nails up his back and a low growl escaped from his mouth.
Steve grabbed the top of her button up the front shirt and pulled it hard towards him. Buttons flew everywhere and Sam gasped but then laughed. “You know you are buying me another shirt?”
Steve grinned, ran his tongue across her lips and dropped his head to her chest. He nibbled at the fabric of her bra grabbing her nipple through the fabric. Sam threw her head back against the wall. “Steve” she moaned “What the hell has gotten into you?”
He walked her over to the bed and laid her on it. He kneeled over her working on the buckle to her belt. As he did she unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans and started working them over his hips.
“Screw this.” Sammy stood on the bed and worked her own jeans off eyeing Steve as he did the same. She removed her bra and stood in front of him with nothing but a black lace thong on. Steve threw both of their clothes onto the floor and took the sight in front of him in. She walked across the bed to him and ran her hands down his arms, his head was even with her breast and he flicked his tongue across her nipple, before sucking on it. She arched her back as he pulled more of her into his mouth. His hands went down to her ass and he pulled her against him hard causing her to lose her balance and he forced her down onto the bed as he came down on top of her.
She laughed and rolled him over onto his back, she laid beside him as she ran her fingers down his stomach to his thighs. She looked back up at him as she pulled herself up to her knees. She grinned as she leaned down and kissed his stomach. She turned her back to him and lowered her head to his throbbing organ. Her tongue swirled around his tip gently at first increasing with pressure and speed as she continued. She had started to take all of him into her mouth when she felt him grab her hips and pull her onto his chest with her crotch in his face. She gasped as she felt his hot breath then his tongue dart out and against her swollen clit. “Oh Jesus,” she moaned before lowering her head back to him. She pulled all of him into her mouth and started a rhythm with her tongue that was driving him wild.
His tongue darted in and out of her as she continued her assault on him. Finally, knowing he was close to losing it he pushed her off of him and onto her back. He crawled between her legs and found her mouth with his. She pulled away and pulled her leg up to his waist “Steve fuck me.”
He pulled her other leg to his waist as he pushed inside of her. He started thrusting against her plunging in and out of her harder with every thrust. She met his rhythm and urged him on, “Harder, Steve. Oh God, you feel so amazing.”
Steve pulled her ankle up to his shoulder and pushed into her deeper and harder.
“Oh, Steve, yes, baby.” Steve knew he was close he wouldn’t be able to hold this for much longer. Before he could say anything he felt Sammy tighten around him, “Oh God Steve.” She came hard taking him with her. He thrust into her once more and then collapsed onto her. His sweaty forehead laid on her chest as they tried to calm their breathing. Steve pulled them to the top of the bed and covered them with a blanket. He wrapped his arms around her and planted small kisses across her shoulders.
Neither of them said another word they just laid in each others arms and fell asleep. The alarm went off the next morning and Sam rolled over and looked at Steve. He smiled at her, “Hi.”
“Morning beautiful. I guess I should go get some clothes, huh?”
“Yeah, thinking everyone will notice if you wear the same clothes as yesterday.” she laughed.
“I will meet you for breakfast?”
“You know I don’t do breakfast.”
Steve pulled his jeans on and bent over the bed, “Yeah, well we all make exceptions. I will see you downstairs for breakfast." he grinned.
She smiled and watched him walk out.
Kyle and Richard were coming down the hall when Steve left Sammy’s room. “Morning guys.” Steve said with a smile.
Richard grinned and looked at Kyle, “Damn, here’s your 40 bucks dad.”