A lot of her things were in storage. Her heart hadn’t really been into making this space her own. Once she focused on the task at hand, it didn’t take her long to decide what she needed to take with her, come back for, put in storage with her other things, or just donate. A lot of her clothing no longer fit her. She would definitely need to purchase some new outfits.
As a result of its starkness, the place reminded her of a bachelor pad. Especially the kitchen. The small appliances were comprised of a kettle, toaster, can opener, and a toaster oven. The cupboards were bare. Hannah wasn’t much of a cook.
Samuel had done most of the cooking without a word of complaint while they were away. Unlike her, he was an excellent cook. She could put food together. Which was why her sister called her the ‘Casserole Queen’. Lisabeth wasn’t wrong. Putting together a tasty, hearty casserole was the extent of her culinary skills. She’d told him as much.“I don’t think we’ll starve. I’m happy to keep us fed, and I enjoy casseroles.”He seemed to have an easy answer for everything. It was a quality she admired about him but also found irksome. Either way, Hannah had to get used to him and his quirks.
After a few hours, she found that she missed him being around. She chalked her feelings up to all the time they had just spent together. Despite this, she resisted the urge to text him and see how he was doing. This wasn’t like her. What had Samuel done to her in such a short time?Whatever it is, I kind of like it.She admitted to herself.
“What has you smiling like that?” She practically jumped out of her skin when he suddenly appeared. Hannah gasped as she clutched her chest. She’d given him the key to her place, so she should have expected him back at any time. His smile faded as worry contorted his features. “Sorry Jagiya. I didn’t mean to startle you.”
“It’s okay. I was just lost in my thoughts.” As she spoke, Samuel closed the gap between them. His hands wrapped around her arms. In that moment, the warmth of his touch and his gaze released a thousand butterflies inside of her. Their delicate wings created a whirlwind of anticipation. Why did it feel like it was forever since he kissed her? Luckily, she didn’t have to wait any longer. His mouth crashed with hers, claiming her in that way that made her heart race. As their lips melded together, a surge of passion and desire consumed her, igniting a fire within her core. His tongue stroked hers, sending an electric pulse throughout her body, straight to her clit.
Hannah whimpered into his mouth. He responded by pulling her closer, suckling her tongue. Her clit throbbed. Longing for his touch. She felt his length harden as he ground into her. He cupped her ass. Then she experienced a moment of sheer panic as he lifted her off her feet. Her heart hammered as she broke the kiss. “Oh, goodness.” She exclaimed.
“You’re fine. I’ve got you.”How?She thought. Hannah wasn’t a small woman, and Samuel, while strong, was of medium muscular build. Those muscles were more impressive than she thought because he hadn’t broken a sweat. Instead, he just winked at her. “Wrap your legs around my waist.”
There was a part of her which thought, once they returned to regular life, that their passion would cool. Hannah had never been so pleased to be wrong in her life. With her following direction, he had them in her bedroom in no time. After depositing her onto the bed, Samuel didn’t waste time undressing her. He hiked up her skirt, then slid her panties off. She hummed in appreciation as he freed his hardened length.
“Tell me what you need,” He ordered as he gripped his cock.
If Hannah had learned anything over the last few days, it was that she could be vocal about her desires. It was a new, liberating experience. Part of her worried that her newly discovered voice would disappear when she returned home. However, she found when faced with her overwhelming desire and the visual he presented it was a non-issue. “I need you to fill me.”
Samuel nodded, and without a word, joined her. Never breaking eye contact, he slowly filled her core, stretching her. Her walls squeezed him in greeting. She loved the feel of him moving inside her. “I’ll never get enough of you.” He vowed as he stroked inside. She felt so connected to him. Their union was a thing of passion, and heart filling beauty.
It was a tangible bond that went deeper than physical intimacy. She couldn’t quite put into words the profound emotional connection they shared, but she knew it was something truly special and irreplaceable. If she was being honest, it scared her a little. Hannah never imagined two people could bond so well.
He slowed his movement. “Stay with me, Jagiya.” He pleaded.
“Yes, of course.” She nodded as her breath hitched. Her thoughts could wait. Hannah wanted to indulge in the moment. An immersive feeling of passion was created by everything, from their bodies joining together to their heartbeats and laboured breaths synchronizing. Their union felt so right.
His thumb teased her slickened pearl, until the now familiar heat blossomed in her belly, exploding warmth through her entire body.
“You are so beautiful when you come.” Samuel praised, following her in blissful release. “Jagiya,” he called as her walls massaged his length as he poured his essence into her. He repositioned them, so she lay on his chest. Neither of them spoke for a few moments, as their heart rates found their regular cadence.
They must have drifted off, because when her eyes fluttered open. The room was much darker. Samuel still held her, but their positions were different. Her nether regions didn’t feel sticky. He must have cleaned her up. She thanked him and was given a sweet kiss.
“We can order in and stay here tonight.” Samuel suggested.
“I think that’s the perfect idea.” She agreed.
Their first night hadn’t gone to plan, but Hannah couldn’t find a thing to complain about. The fact that she spent the night in a familiar place was a good way to continue building their bond.
The following morning, Samuel went out to grab them breakfast. She received a text moments before his return, that his brother would accompany him back. Thankfully, she was already showered and dressed.
Despite knowing Daniel from Little Shepherds and attending community meetings together as spiritual leaders, Hannah didn’t know what to expect when she met him as a brother-in-law. The quiet, stoic persona he displayed to the world did not extend to his family. He welcomed her with open arms. Literally. “Welcome to the family, sister.”
The brothers bantered back and forth about how much effort the other was giving. However, neither man allowed her to lift anything. It was amazing to her that the brothers got so much work done with all that talking and teasing. By noon, they had not only moved the items she didn’t want into storage; they had disposed of what she didn’t want and moved her into Samuel’s place. He had not given an accurate description of his home. It was a warm, inviting space. Not at all what she was expecting. She told him as much.
“This place is so beautiful.” She whispered to Samuel.
He laughed. “You sound surprised.”
“Of course she does. You don’t give off the Suzy Homemaker vibe.” Daniel contributed to the conversation as he walked past them on the way to the washroom. Samuel gave his brother a death glare, but Daniel’s description was spot on. Her husband’s home wasn’t some glorified bachelor pad. It was far from it. The décor, while masculine with dark colours, was mature and inviting. There wasn’t a black leather couch in sight. His kitchen looked like he spent a great deal of time in it. He even had plants scattered around the place. All of which looked healthy.
Hannah especially loved his room. There was a lot of natural light, but he assured her they could block it out when needed. While she was in his room arranging her things, she overheard the brothers. She couldn’t help but smile. Two otherwise mature men sounding like children.
“So, we are done?” Daniel asked.
“Yes, thank you for all your help. We will see you later.” Her husband told him.
