Page 48 of Groupthink


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He put his hands on my hips and pulled me close.

I didn’t like the fabric between us. My black dress bunched around my waist like a mini inner tube, leaving just enough room between us for—

“Jesus,”I hissed, feeling his thick, long ridge press against my thigh.

He chuckled proudly, the sound low and forbidden in this dark room.

Sothiswas why Sam had so much effortless confidence.

I had to have it.

I planted my lips hungrily on his, maybe fumbling a little too aggressively with his button.

I didn’t care; I was an animal.

Finally, I freed his cock from its fabric prison.

I wrapped my hand around his thick shaft and slowly started working it.

Sam pulled away from our lustful kiss and a thin thread of saliva followed; a shimmering silver connection in the moonlight.

When he cocked his head back and moaned, it vanished.

I could feel a bead of pre-come on his head, so I let my thumb glide across it.

Then I looked into his eyes.

I wanted him to watch.

I slid my thumb into my mouth.

Salty. Bitter.

Sam stared at me open-mouthed, as if he’d never seen anything so sexy. As if I could bring him to hisknees.

I liked that.

I liked it a lot.

It made me want to domore.

“You lookeddivinein this dress,” Sam said in a low purr, wrapping his hands around the fabric. “But it’s gottago.”

He gave it a fierce tug and I thought I heard a ripping sound. But I didn’t care; it was off.

Finally, I was naked. Finally, there was nothing left between our bodies.

He shuffled off his pants the rest of the way and I heard a clatter as his belt struck the floor.

Then he pinned me against the mattress, smiled, and gently swept a lock of hair from my face. “You’re fuckinggorgeous,you know that?”

I bit my lip, confused. Sexy, dirty, sweet. Sexy, dirty, sweet. He wove us together by changing the tone of the room, intuitively knowing just what to say, where to touch, and when.

I loved this. I loved having his weight on top of me, feeling his kisses and his touch all over my body.

Everything that happened next was a blur of sensation and sounds and him worshipping every inch of me, caressing me, and just…savoring me.

It got to the point where if I had to wait any longer, I was sure I’d explode.

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