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from different eras of history. It looked like Sam had a thing for Egyptology from the many photos of the pyramids hanging from the walls.
    The interior of his bedroom was barely visible through its cracked door, and inside she could barely make out beige walls and a green lava lamp. The whole thing might have seemed strange if it wasn't already so out of what Rachel had perceived to be Sam's character of a stereotypical jock.
    Sam was turning out to be much more than a frat boy, and Rachel couldn't help but smile at how the deeper side of people surprised her. She crossed the room to Sam's couch where she moved a pillow out of the way so she could sit down.
    “Do you need anything to drink?” Sam asked. “I've got water and a few other things in the fridge if you want anything.”
    “No, I'm okay,” Rachel said. “Sam, I just want to thank you for being there for me, is all. You have no idea how much it means that you rescued me from that creep. Who knows what would have happened if you wouldn't have been there?”
    Sam crossed the room and sat down next to Rachel on his couch. “Rachel, there’s no need to thank me, really,” Sam said. “I know that you would have done the same thing for me if our roles were reversed.”
    They embraced in a tight hug. Rachel was so glad that Sam was in her life, that he had been there to save her from an awful date, that he had talked to her at the party, that he had saved her in the garden, and now, that he was here to console her in the aftermath of the sexual assault.
    Rachel took a deep breath and smelled Sam's cologne and sweat. His masculine scent of spice and earth swam through her head and drugged her senses. His smell enveloped her, was all over her. All she could do was revel in his heady, masculine scent.
    She hugged him even tighter and Sam hugged back. She could feel his breath on her neck. God, she was getting turned on. She shifted her weight forward and almost fell off the couch. Sam had a hold of her though, and instead of flopping off the couch, she toppled onto him.
    As she pushed herself off of him in embarrassment, she felt something hard in Sam's pants.
    “Oh, Sam,” Rachel said. She tried not to show it, but excitement raced through her veins and pulsed between her legs. A hug had never turned her on like this before, but Sam had a certain way with her.
    “My roommates are gone for the night,” Sam said. “We've got the place to ourselves,” he whispered.
    Rachel moved a little bit closer to him.
    “But I don't want you to do anything you aren't comfortable with,” Sam said. “So maybe you should…”
    Before he got a chance to finish, Rachel kissed him full on the lips, running her tongue over his lips before pulling away.
Chapter Eight
    “I WANT YOU to take me,” Rachel said. “Please, Sam. I know I’ll like it. Please get his memory off of me. Make me forget, Sam. I need you to.”
    Sam didn't need any further invitation. He kissed Rachel hard on the mouth as he pushed her back onto the sofa. He cradled her face in his big hands as he pressed his body against hers. Rachel could feel his heavy, steely erection against her mound. It made her heart stutter. She ached for him. She wanted him so desperately.
    Pulling off his shirt, he hopped up between her legs and kicked off his shoes with his feet as quickly as he could. Rachel stripped her top off and pulled her skirt part of the way up, hesitating to see his reaction.
    “Oh God, I want you so much Rachel,” Sam said as he looked. “You have no idea how much I want you.”
    “Then kiss me again,” Rachel said. “And don’t stop. I can't wait to feel you inside me.”
    Without any more hesitation, Sam settled his mouth over hers once more. His tongue brushed her bottom lip and curled into her full mouth. Rachel let out a moan and wrapped her arms around him, bringing him closer.
    Sam undid his zipper and slowly worked out his cock. When it finally spilled out into the V of metal teeth