“More!” she insisted. She increased her pace, gliding her mouth up and down my shaft.
“My greedy little slut. So hungry for this cock. Take it all the way, sweetheart. I know you can do it.”
She reacted to each filthy thing I said like I was giving her a prize. I didn’t know what I was saying. I was getting stupid with the overwhelming pleasure of what was happening.
“Fuck yes. Fucking take this cock. Choke on it.” I was gripping her hair now, fucking her mouth as she whimpered. Her hand disappeared from my base—was she touching herself?
It was too much. She was too eager. I gripped my hand in her hair and pulled her off. “I can’t come this quickly, Ellie.”
She popped herself off of me. “Why not?” Her tongue grazed my tip, making me shiver. “I want to.”
Before I could respond, Ellie slid her hand over the head of my cock, making my protests fly right out of my head. Then her mouth was on me again and I thrust back inside. I loved the sensation of her in the dark.
But more than anything, I wanted to see her. I wanted to watch her hand slip over my aching cock. I wanted to see her big, beautiful tits respond to my touch. And ohfuck,I wanted to watch myself disappear inside of her.
I gripped her hair, then her jaw, pulling her off of me with a wet, sloppypop.“Ellie,” I gritted out, hardly able to breathe. “I’m not coming until you do. More than once. Five times, preferably.”
“Five!”
“Six?”
“Sam!”
I grinned in the dark. “Get up, Ellie. And tell me you have condoms. Please.”
CHAPTER 33
Look How Gorgeous
ELLIE
Idid have condoms. Practically a lifetime’s supply. None of the boxes had ever been opened, of course. I made my way over to the bedside table to show him. But when I flicked on the lights, I couldn’t move, because Sam looked so hot standing there with his cock in his hand.
His other hand was backwards over his eyes from the sudden light.
“I um… yes, I have condoms,” I said, pulling out the drawer beside me, still staring, mesmerized, at Sam’s half-naked form. “Several boxes.”
Several boxes?
“Not because I’m using them all,” I quickly added. “I just don’t want to tempt fate a third time.”
Sam grinned. He dropped his arm, squinting now. “It’s none of my business if you’ve been using them.”
“We already talked about this. Gord’s out of the picture.”
He laughed. “Okay, but maybe you’ve had some secret fuck buddy. Or… a one night stand.”
“Do you really not care?”
“No. I’d be jealous as fuck. Please don’t tell me.” He stepped out of his jeans and shirt and set them on the chair.
“I kind of like you being jealous,” I said.
“Is that right?” Sam came over to me, dropping onto his knees between my legs on the bed, so his distracting parts were hidden from view. Only now, he was between my legs, only my shorts between us. His ass was also on full display in the mirrored closet doors next to me. So, still completely distracting. Especially with his hands now resting on my knees, his fingers tracing circles on my skin.
I kept talking, just to keep from throwing myself at him. “You know, I told my ex once that he looked like that action star, Hopper something-or-other? He lost his mind. Told me I shouldn’t talk to him about other men. Could not let it go every time that guy showed up on TV.”
Sam narrowed his eyes. “Did he really look like Hopper Donnach?”
