Another week flashed by within a blink of an eye. Torches and lit up candles were in everyone's hands, apart from the inmates. The prison was having a power-cut, caused by the heavy thunder storm going on outside, which managed to cut off the lighting. However, the heating was working perfectly fine.

I held the candle in my hand, making my through the dark prison corridors. It was around nine o'clock and I was sure that most of the guards were off duty and probably getting some rest. The power-cut was really an advantage for them.

But not as much for me.

A little giddy feeling grew in the pit of my stomach as I neared towards my room. Where I knew Sam would be waiting for me. We had planned to meet in my room, so he could sleep over for the night. And nobody would find out. Only because of the power-cut going on and the guards slacking.

I finally reached the familiar cherry colored door, not hesitating to turn it open and step inside. As soon as I did, I was met with brightness. My eyes squinted as I glanced around the room. Purple, red, white candles were lit, illuminating a brightness. I stepped further into the room, a smile growing onto my lips.

It was then the a trail of rose petals caught my attention. I bit down on my bottom lip, feeling my heart flutter. There was only one person behind this sweet, romantic, heart-thought gesture.

Just as I was about to open my mouth and call his name, I suddenly felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist and tug me closer to their front. I stifled a gasp.

"Like what you see, Baby Belle?" His extremely, low, raspy voice questioned. I held back from clenching my thighs together.

"It's beautiful. H-How did you do it?" I breathed, his hands flattening around the front of my waist.

"Daniel can supply a man good." He murmured into my ear. The warm heat of his breath, hitting the side of my ear. I bit down on my bottom lip, covering his hands resting on my waist with my own.

"Thank you. It's so thoughtful and romantic. I love it." I leaned back, feeling his hard abs against my back.

"You're most welcome, my precious Belle." He rasped lowly. I giggled when he began leaving soft kisses against the side of my neck, before his tongue spluttered out and licks were being placed against my skin.

It strangely turned me on even more.

"Sam," I breathed, feeling myself getting more aroused by the second. His hands trailed upwards, cupping my breast in his large hands. I let out an embarrassing moan, my panties growing wet from the sensational feeling growing at the pit of my stomach.

"God, you turn me on, Belle." He growled into my ear, pinching my clothed nipples. I whimpered from the rough, yet pleasurable action. He groaned at the sound, doing it again. I felt my nipples harden against my purple, lacy bra.

He hummed, rubbed his thumb across them.

"Oh my." I whispered, throwing my head back. His hands trailed lower, inching towards my pussy. Suddenly, he slipped his hand inside my jeans, rubbing my clothed clit.

"Sam," I called out, shaky. He made a humming sound.

"I-I need you." I forced out. He suddenly paused with his action, slipped his hand out and swiftly turned me around. My chest bumped against his as I peered up at him in surprise. Lust filled his eyes, as well as another emotion I couldn't place.

"You have me." He murmured and I was then picked up by muscular arms, his mouth buried in the crook of my neck. He walked towards my bed, lying me down, my back meeting with the soft mattress of my bed. He hovered over me, a hand slipping under my shirt to fondle my covered breast.

Our lips finally connected, heat, lust, desire, passion - always there. Our tongues caressed one another, roughly mixing. My hands slipped over his toned chest, inching towards his hardened member. I could feel it press against my mid-thigh, in need.

"Fuck," He cursed, disconnecting our lips. He tugged at the hem of my shirt, which I gladly complied with and helped him take it off. The slightly warm air, caused by the candle heat, brushed against my exposed torso. His eyes lingered on my breast, a glint crossing his eyes.

He unstrapped my bra within a second and pulled it off, flinging it behind him somewhere.

"You're so beautiful." He whispered, darting his eyes up at me. I shyly smiled, tugging him forward. He didn't hesitate to leave a few kisses against both my breast. His nose skimmed the valley of my breast, moving towards my hardened nipples. A jolt of pleasure sparked up inside of me, when he welcomed one inside his warm mouth.

"Jesus," I arched my back, my hands tangling themselves into his hair. He swirled his tongue around it, pinching and tugging at my other. I glanced down from my foggy, glasses vision, seeing him watch me with darkened eyes. I felt my panties soak from the sight.

"God, I love your body." He mumbled, letting go of my right breast and moving onto the other.

"Stop teasing me, take me." I breathed out, rubbing my foot against his member. A low groan sounded from his lips and he pulled back from my left nipple, leaving a popping sound. Our eyes locked for a brief moment and I tugged at the hem of his shirt. He didn't hesitate to pull it off.

Hungrily, my eyes skimmed over his toned, tattooed chest.

"You're so perfect, Sam." I licked my lips, pulling my glasses off and putting them on the stand beside the bed. Unable to help myself, I sat up on my knees and brought my lips to his chest.

"Belle," He groaned, his hand clenching onto my behind. I teasingly licked his abs line, leading up to his chin. He moaned out my name, greedily squeezing my butt. He tugged me up, our lips soon connecting with one another. His hand slowly pulled down my jeans, while I pulled at his sweats. Soon, both of us were nearly nude.

I bit down on my bottom lip, pulling back from the kiss as I straddled him. He lay back, watching me with desire. I slowly slipped my panties off, a blush coating my lips as I felt his eyes trained on me. I pulled off his boxers, licking my lips when his member came into view. I didn't hesitate to dive right in and welcome his tip into my mouth.

"Shit," He cursed, as I bobbed my head up and down, occasionally stopping to leave a lingering lick. I gripped his balls inside my hand, softly squeezing them in my hand. His groans only leaving me more aroused. Suddenly, before I could continue with my actions, I was flipped over and we switched positions.

"Sam?" I called, confused.

"I'll only come when I'm inside of you." He muttered. My eyes widened as I realized what he meant, feeling a blush dance onto my cheeks. I nervously glanced up at him.

"I'm not on birth control." I forced out, feeling his hardened member against my lower stomach. The corner of his lips curled upwards and he suddenly pulled himself up from me and went to fiddle through my drawer. I propped myself up on my elbows, watching with furrowed brows.

He shortly returned with a fresh packet of condoms, a smirk playing on his pink lips.

"Daniel's treat," He rasped. I blushed darkly, thankful for the lack of lighting. However, relief flooded me. I wondered how long I could go without having Justin inside of me.

"Well, put it on then." I told him, not knowing how long I could wait till have inside of me. A wave of lust crossed his eyes and he didn't hesitate to pull a condom out of the packet and slip it onto his still hardened member. Our eyes locked as he positioned himself at my entrance.

And then after a lingering ten seconds, he finally thrust inside of me. A large bubble of pleasure took over me, flooding me from head to toe. I arched my back, a moan escaping my lips.

"You're so tight." He grunted, pulling out for a second, before thrusting back inside.

I nearly came right there and then.

"Faster, please. I need you." I moaned.

"Of course," He whispered, and then began moving inside of me at a faster pace. I arched my back into his touch, feeling his hands clutch my butt. His lips connected with one of my nipples, swirling it around with his skilled tongue.

I tangled my hands into his hair, unable to keep them limply by my side. He sped up his pace, feeling myself tighten around him.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." He rasped, connecting our lips together. I clawed my nails into his back, letting our tongues mix with one another. And within two more thrust, I felt myself release. Sam followed shortly.

However, I believed we weren't just finished yet.

"On your hands and knees." He demanded, calmly. I bit down on my bottom lip, not hesitating to obey his command. I heard him slip off the condom and put on another, making me inwardly smile.

Without any sort of warning, he thrust inside of me. My mouth shot open, a loud moan leaving my lips. In this position...I could feel all of him.

"Faster!" I cried, his hands slapping my behind as he rode me.

"You like that? My naughty Belle," He slammed inside of me.

"God, fuck yes. I love it," My words coming out a mess. His hands clenched my behind, leaving a few spanks, only turning me on further.

And before I knew it - the both of us came again.

He gently ran a hand through my hair, my head placed against his bare chest. We were both bare under the covers, simply caressing each other. I ran a hand across his toned chest, placing a kiss upon his perfectly brown, shaped nipple.

"That was incredible. You're incredible." He lowly said. I blushed, glancing up at him with a smile playing on my lips.

"You're just as amazing." I truthfully said. The corner of his lips quirked into a small smile. I shifted, so my head was resting on his toned shoulder. He continued to run a hand through my hair, making my heart go crazy from the gesture.

I had made love to Sam. It wasn't simply sex, nor was it a 'fuck' - we had made love. Somewhere along the lines of being lost into deep, lustful, desire - it turned into love making. I felt that, and I just hoped he did to.

"What are you thinking about?" He raspy voice, snapped me out my thoughts. I exhaled, turning so I was facing him.

"Silly stuff. It's not important." I cleared my throat. He arched a brow, as to say 'really?' but kept silent. A comfortable silence danced into the air and we both remained cuddled up to each other.

"What are you thinking about?" I heard myself ask him. He licked his lips, narrowing his brows a little.

"I realized something," He paused, clearing his raspy voice. I arched a brow, turning to face him.

"You know more about me...than I know about you." He stated. My eyes widened slightly as I realized it was...true.

"You're...you're right." I nodded, pursing my lips.

"Well, what do you want to know?" I chirped. He licked his plump lips, running a hand through his locks of blonde hair. The corner of his lips curled and he shifted, placing his hand against my bare stomach.

"Anything. Everything." He rasped. My heart fluttered, running a hand across his hair. He wrapped his arms around me, gently rubbing my bare behind. I bit down on my bottom lip, inwardly contemplating on what to say.

I mean, where do I start?

"Tell me about your childhood." He said, with a slight hint of amusement. I was most definitely sure he was probably imagining me as a little girl.

"It, uh, it was good. I had my mom, my dad. They treated me like a little princess." I found myself smiling as I thought back to the years I treasured the most.

"They were always so caring and loving. They'd try their very hardest to be there with me if I had a recital of some sort, or a play. They loved me." My voice cracked, as I felt a painful ache occur to my heart.

"And I miss them." I whispered, shakily. I felt Justin tense as he slowly peered up at me.

"They, uh, they passed away when I turned twelve. Along with my unborn brother or sister. After that...it was never the same for me." I explained to him, feeling tears build in my eyes. Sam pushed himself up, leaning forward to wipe my eyes.

"I went to live with my Auntie Rosie, who - she's kind of like a second mother to me. She was the only person I could really speak to...for a long time. Until I turned eighteen and I said to myself - I have to move on." I breathed. His eyes were trained on me, carefully listening.

"I, uh, I graduated from high-school and took a part-time job at the pharmacy, while I studied in community college. I wasn't exactly rich." I nervously laughed.

"I didn't really like to associate with people, mostly because I didn't want their false pity. So I only had one friend...but we lost contact. And when I graduated from college, I eventually put up a online profile, in hopes that someone would hire me. And what'd you know? Mr Joan's emails me, saying; he'd like to hire me." I cleared my throat, keeping steady eye-contact with him.

"I accepted...and only because I didn't have much for me in the real world. When I saw how much this prison would keep me occupied - I didn't hesitate to agree. So...yeah, that's my story. I guess." I mumbled, smiling a falsely.

A lingering silence overcame the air. I reluctantly glanced up at Sam, awaiting to see his reaction. A warm emotion flooded his hazel orbs as he stared at me. Strangely enough, it made my heart flutter.

"Say something," I heard myself say. His eyes twinkled and small smile curled onto his lips.

"You're just...amazing, Belle. I still ask myself - how did I get this lucky?" He lowly said. I blushed, glancing away from him for a second.

"You never fail to amaze me. I knew you were strong, but after hearing that...I, you're just perfect." He spoke, staring right into my eyes. I blushed furiously, smiling.

He leaned forward to connect our lips together, only for a few seconds, before he pulled back.

"My biggest fear had always been losing someone. What about you?" I asked, wanting to change the subject. He lay back, staring up at the ceiling.

"Being over-powered," He quietly said. I lay a hand over his chest, the steady beat, pulsing under my hand.

"You'll never have to be worried about that. You're strong, amazingly strong." I giggled, squeezing his bicep.

"Both physically and mentally." He winked at me, chuckling himself.

"And neither do you, Belle. You won't ever lose me. I won't let you." He sincerely said, his eyes sparkling. Unable to say anything, I just smiled.

"Now come on, go to sleep. It's been a long day." He shifted, pulling me into his chest. I cuddled into him, closing my eyes as I placed my ear against the rhythmic beat.

Never before had I wanted to say those three words so badly.

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Hey guys! I'm so sorry about the smut, I know, I'm terrible. But, I've already said this one too many times - it's my weakest point in writing. Anyways, what did you guys think? She finally got that D! And what do you think will happen next? Only 8 chapters left! Also an EPILOGUE! THEN MY NEW BOOK - YAS!