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I groaned just as she cried out when my tongue met her tiny bundle of nerves all over again.
I laughed when she made me chase it, flattening one forearm over her lower belly to hold her in place while I devoured her.
It was only when she was a quivering, crying out mess that I took pity on her and reared up.
Seconds later, my cock was at her entrance and I was pushing inside.
“Fuuuuck,” I groaned at the feel of her tight, hot and wet surrounding me.
I’d never, not ever felt something so beautifully right before in my life.
I groaned, burying my face into the crook of her neck as I pumped slowly into her heat. Over and over again, so fucking slow that it was probably killing us both.
Her gasping breaths were making my balls draw up, and I couldn’t help speeding up a bit when I felt her inner walls start to clench.
“Jesus, Sammy,” she whispered, her hands still clenching in my hair. “Why does this feel so good?”
Honestly, I had no clue.
Maybe it was because I was bare inside of her. Maybe it was because we were so new. Hell, maybe, in the end, it was just because we were having sex with each other and not anybody else. We were good with each other.
Or, hell, for me, maybe it was because I knew that she was my one. She was the one that would be it for me forever and always.
Whatever the reason, she was right. It felt amazing, and I didn’t think that you could duplicate something like this.
We had it when we were together. And the sex we were having in that moment proved it.
I groaned and leaned up onto an elbow, planting my fist in the bed beside her shoulder. The other I used to hike her leg up high.
The new angle pushed me even deeper, causing a cry to leave her lips.
I stilled, worried that I’d hurt her, but she growled and tugged on my hair—which she’d never let go of.
“I’m fucking coming!” she growled. “Move! Son of a tarantula tit!”
I would’ve laughed had I had the strength.
Instead, I fucked her harder and deeper, causing the orgasm I’d almost stolen away from her to burst free.
Her free leg locked around my hips. Her hands fell from my hair and buried in the pillow that was underneath her head, her fingers clenching so hard on the fabric that her fingernails turned white.
And she screamed.
Right. In my. Ear.
I was suffering from hearing loss when my own orgasm slammed into me.
I gasped, my balls drawing up so high that I might fear they’d never come down had I been caring about anything other than how Hastings’ pussy felt in that moment.
“Ohh, fuck yes,” I growled, grunting with the release of my seed inside of her.
My cock jerked as I emptied myself into her willing pussy. Once. Twice. Three times.
When I opened my eyes once again, it was to find Hastings gazing at me with something that I’d never seen on another woman’s face besides my mom’s.
Love.
I swallowed hard and looked back at her, letting her know without words that I was feeling much the same.
It was too early.
We didn’t know each other that well.
But the seeds had rooted. We both knew the other’s feelings.
And our new life would grow into something beautiful. I could feel it.Chapter 17
Would you look at the time. It’s fuck this shit o’clock.
-Hastings’ secret thoughts
Hastings
Sammy came over and then never left.
It’d been eleven days now since he’d entered my house after breaking his arm, and other than going to work and grabbing clothes, the rest of the time he’d spent with me.
It honestly felt like we were on a mini-vacation.
We didn’t go out to eat. We didn’t do anything but stay at home, be lazy together, and get to know one another.
He went to work, I wrote, and when he got home we’d park ourselves in front of the television and make use of ‘Netflix and Chill.’
Seriously, we’d practically be next to the words ‘Netflix and Chill’ in urban dictionary at this point.
Sammy’s phone pinged at my side, and I looked at it with surprise.
Other than a phone call or two from my sister, his sisters, parents, or Suzanne, everyone left us alone.
Then again, after talking to my sister, I’d begged her to stall for time when it came to my parents. I’d canceled lunch with my family.
I just wasn’t ready to deal with Patman and them yet.
Though, I knew that I should.
Especially when I kept seeing him at the grocery store when I made my daily run for dinner just before Sammy got home. Not that I told Sammy that.
She’d agreed and had said that she would tell them that I was working on a deadline.
Which, I guessed I kind of was.
