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Each kiss, firm yet tender, made her quiver just a bit more. She could feel the twitching between her thighs as his gentle ministrations brought the heat in her to a rolling boil. Her hips bucked, needing this feeling to either escalate or stop, and she did not want him to stop. She wanted his kisses to devour her whole.
A moan rose into the air. She’d never felt anything close to this. But just when she thought she couldn’t take anymore, his fingers returned to the crevice between her legs. Warmth welled up and overflowed and pleasure shot through her whole body.
“Oh, oh my, oh God,” she babbled.
Samson’s hands gripped her hips. “We haven’t even gotten started.”
April let her head fall back, staring at the ceiling as she panted, and spread her legs. He pulled her hips forward, and she felt him enter her. His girth stretched her almost uncomfortably.
“Ah! Samson…”
“I’ll go slow, dear. Trust me.”
“I trust you.”
He held her as he began to move his hips. Slowly at first, and as she relaxed and wrapped her legs around him, he began to pump. He pressed close to her as he did so, kissing her intermittently and whispering sweetly about how good she felt and how much he’d wanted her.
Samson wanted her. Really wanted her. It had been almost impossible for her to believe that his teasing was based in something real.
She felt herself beginning to come a second time, and little needy noises came from deep in her throat. She clutched at his shoulders and curled her fingers through the back of his thick hair. For a moment, she couldn’t breathe or think. Her body gave in to his with an explosion of pleasure.
“Oh, Samson…. Oh my God.”
She drew in a sharp breath as his hips jerked forward one last time. He let out a roar, and a grunt, and then his muscles went slack as he seemed to crumble over her. This great man made weak between her thighs.
After he slipped out, he pulled the condom off, tossed it in the wastebasket, and lie next to her with a smile.
“You are so, so lovely,” he whispered, running his fingers through her hair. “I love your curves. Your thick thighs. I love how you smell…”
“It’s a copy of DNKY—”
Samson shook his head and laughed. “I did not mean your perfume.”
“How I smell? Oh!” April would have blushed if she weren’t already flushed and sweaty.
“I find it hard to believe that no man has ever told you how good you smell.” Samson nuzzled her neck.
“No.” April petted his hair, suddenly realizing again that she was lying naked, and much less buzzed, with her boss. She curled over on her side and draped her arm over her breasts.
“Feeling shy now? You’re the one who groped me in the bar.”
“I know, I just…”
“This won’t affect you in the workplace, April.” He kissed her nose. “We had a good time, and I adore you. I promise that you won’t have to give up your employment for this.”
“As long as you promise. Can I get that in writing?” she teased.
“I’ll write it on the hotel stationery. Mm.” He kissed her forehead. “You’re so tight down there. It must have been some time. You came three times!”
“Maybe you’re just amazing in bed. I hear tell that you get around,” April said, trailing her fingers over his abs.
“I do indeed. But I can tell when a woman hasn’t been satisfied for too long.”
“I…” April looked up and met his eyes. She could see little gold flecks in the rich brown. “I haven’t ever been satisfied.”
Samson frowned. Then he blinked. Then he pushed himself up a little to look at her seriously. “You what? You’re a virgin?”
“Well, not anymore!” She laughed.
He did not laugh.
“Does that bother you?” April crossed her arms over herself.
“Not really. I might have taken more time if I had known.”
“I beat you out three-to-one. I think for this round, I definitely came out on top.”
Samson chuckled and wrapped her up in his arms. “You don’t have the experience to know this, but if the man you’re with doesn’t make sure you do, he’s not worth your time.”
His hand moved down the small of her bare back.
“Now that I think about it, I feel honored that I was the first to pluck this ripe fruit.”
“Hm. Yes.” April pressed herself against him and laid her head on his broad chest. “Thanks ever so much for plucking me. I was beginning to think I’d never get plucked.”
Samson rested his cheek against the top of her head. April couldn’t believe that this had happened. But at the same time, she was so very glad that it had. And before the evening was over, it happened twice more.
