Irene  at Sam as he made his pleas.  "As you wish," she was about to say when overcome by her body responding before her brain's message made it past her lips.  She gasped and writhed upon Sam, her feet kicking in between pressing her upwards.  She gasped a breath when she was able to inhale and then she opened her eyes to look at Sam once more.<br/><br/>She'd thought it more than once and now she admitted it to Sam.  "I've never felt like this, Sam," she grunted as her body came back to earth.  "Never felt like it was all right to want to do this sort of thing...all right for me to want..  And, Sam, I do want you.  I woke up and you were right here and, by Gods, I did want to do just exactly what I've done."<br/><br/>Dipping her head, she nibbled along his jaw, up to his ear where she nibbled further.  "I'm thinking," she whispered, "that you didn't mind that too much."  Laughing a soft chuff against his ear, she ran the tip of her tongue along the edge of Sam's ear until she felt like nipping the top of his ears, her teeth covered by her lips.  She swirled her tongue along the ridge of his ear and shifted herself as he spilled from her down below.<br/><br/>"Good morning," she said at long last, a smile in her voice and in her eyes.  She kissed Sam's cheek and lay down, half atop him.