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Once the leggings were gone, I folded them nicely and tossed them to the floor, then stood back up on the bed and walked to straddle where he was stretched out with his back against the headboard.
He reached for me, turning me around by the hips so that I was facing the opposite direction, then he slowly tugged my panties down.
I nearly groaned.
“Now sit back onto my lap,” he ordered as he disentangled my legs from my underwear.
I didn’t even think to tell him no. Not that I would’ve wanted to.
I wasn’t surprised that when I sat back and squatted down, I found his cock waiting for me.
I moaned as he slowly sank just the tip inside, him controlling the depth by his grasp on my hips.
“Does it feel like this is doable?” he rumbled, his lips playing against the line of my spine.
My breath hitched. “Yes.”
And it did.
It wasn’t that I didn’t think it was ‘doable,’ though. It was that I wanted to make sure that it was ‘doable’ for the amount of time that I’d said it was.
I also wanted to make sure that where I’d explained the hero holding most of her weight using only his hands was possible, too.
“Now ride me,” he ordered.
So that’s what I did.
I rode him, making sure to keep my movements slow and steady like I’d written in my book, and tried not to moan each time that Sammy’s cock filled me to the brim.
“Fuck,” he gasped, his hands tightening on my hips.
We’d done this whole sex thing many times since he’d started staying with me. Since I’d taken the chance on him, and him on me. But this felt different. Frenzied.
It felt like this was exactly what I needed, and had needed since he’d left this morning and I’d started writing.
My legs started to burn, and I realized what my editor, Belle, had been talking about. This position wouldn’t be possible for long. Not if Sammy didn’t start helping.
“My legs burn,” I groaned.
His hands squeezed just a little bit tighter on my hips, and suddenly the pressing weight on my quads was lightened as he literally started to lift me up and down on his length.
Over and over again he helped me take his cock, and it soon became apparent that with him helping, I could focus my gaze downward. And what I saw? Let’s just say that I was a believer in this position.
I could see everything. I could see my clit pulsing and prominent, throbbing in time with my heart. I could see his thick, long cock pulling out of me only to slide right back inside.
And Jesus, Mary and Joseph. His balls were thick, heavy weights between his legs practically inviting me to reach down and play with them.
He growled when I started to tighten around him, my release only seconds away thanks to the erotic show I had going on between my legs.
I moaned and reached for his balls, and he started to curse.
Seconds later, he was thrusting into me so hard that it momentarily knocked me off of my feet.
When I came back down again it was to take him so far inside of me thanks to my uneasy footing that I saw stars.
“Shit,” I gasped, throwing my head back in a moan.
The orgasm that hit me fucked me up.
That was the only explanation I could say for what I felt my body experience.
My head fell back, and my hand might’ve tightened a little bit too tightly on his balls.
He cursed and I let go, only to latch onto his inner thigh with my fingers and dig my fingernails in deeply.
He growled and leaned forward, biting the meaty part of my shoulder.
His cock started to pulse inside of me, and it was only as I was coming down from the euphoric high that I could see just how hard I was latched onto him.
“Shit,” I said as I disengaged my claws from his skin.
He laughed then, running his tongue along the surprisingly tender spot where he’d bitten me.
“At least mine can be hidden with clothes,” he pointed out.
I felt my eyes widen as I looked at him from behind. “How visible are we talking here?”
Twenty minutes later as we were walking out the door, I had my answer.
Pretty damn obvious.
The bite mark could be seen despite having my t-shirt on and my hair down.
I would’ve laughed had this situation not been so dire.
I was meeting his parents and sisters, for God’s sake!
He clutched my hand as he guided me up the front walk of his parents’ place.
“Tubing this weekend,” he said. “Remember to ask your boss for the time off.”
His smack on my ass proceeding that comment made me laugh.
“You could always just spank her for me. I hear that she likes that,” I teased, looking at him over my shoulder.
