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His sapphire eyes were dark with the shadow of lust; almost black.
I leaned forward and brushed kisses over his collar bone, then felt his neck flex as he tilted his head back with pleasure.
My hands traveled down his sides to his hard hips.
I pushed, readjusting my posture to straddle him. I wrapped my fingers gently around his throbbing cock, then lifted my body to guide him to my soaked opening—
“Look at me, Grace,” he demanded.
I lifted my gaze.
There was something in his eyes that scared me: it was a confidence and self-assuredness and vulnerability so pure and raw and wide-open that it was nothing short of terrifying.
I couldn’t move; I was a deer in the headlights.
I lowered my gaze as I guided his cock to my opening.
He brought his fingers under my chin and lifted my face to his. “No. Look at me.”
I looked into his intense, blue eyes, and suddenly this was something more than sex. Something powerful and solid and all-consuming and—
A breathy little mewling sound escaped my lips as I sank onto his length.
Sam took a sharp breath and his long, dark eyelashes fluttered closed.
I whimpered with pleasure as my opening stretched for him; letting him deeper inside my body inch by delicious inch.
His cock felt perfect inside me, like our bodies were made for each other.
I draped my arms over his shoulders and began to gyrate, feeling the delicious sensation of him filling me.
Stretching me.
Pulling out, then pressing in, a little closer to my core each time.
His fingertips pressed into my hips, guiding the rhythm as we picked up the pace.
“Grace baby, I’m gonna come,” he warned breathlessly, still staring into my eyes.
And in that moment, I felt so connected to him physically and emotionally that somehow, athirdorgasm spilled over the edges.
“Oh—oh my God!” I cried as my body clenched around his cock in a vice grip.
Sam let out a deep, primal sound somewhere between a moan and a throaty growl, then thrust into me me repeatedly, rapidly, viciously. He pressed his fingertips into my hips so hard that I knew I’d have a constellation of bruises tomorrow, then tightened his grip even more.
He thrusted furiously like a piston, fucking me hard.
The air was filled with a symphony of desperate moans, panting, and the staccato of wetness as he plunged into me.
“F-f-fuck!”
His cock pulsed inside me as he emptied himself into the condom.
“I’m coming again!” I cried.
Our bodies flexed in synch as we touched nirvana at the same time.
His cock throbbed inside me.
