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“Oh, yeah,” he coaxed me.
My nipples rubbed against the solid planes of his chest and the friction was enough to make me come again. Every nerve in my body felt alive and exposed. I leaned into a slight backbend using my hands to support me when his mouth dove toward my breast. He licked and lapped at it.
“Did I tell you you have the most perfect tits?”
“No,” I moaned. I was going under again.
His teeth nipped at one and then the other. It was a delicious pain that ran a shock of electricity from my nipples to my core every time I felt his teeth.
“Did I tell you last time how much I love hearing dirty French on your sexy lips?”
I shook my head. “You mean when I say baise-moi?” I smiled wickedly.
He pulled me forward into a kiss and I moaned at the taste of his lips.
“I don’t want this to stop,” I whispered. I moved up and down, driving him wild. But I could tell he was holding back.
“It doesn’t have to.”
I pressed down on his shoulders, keeping the tip of his erection at my entrance, then sank down swiftly.
“Fuck, Natalia.” He yanked at my hair and I smiled.
“I want to make you come too. And then do it all over again.”
“We want the same thing.” He bit at my lip.
I hadn’t thought past tonight or past the few hours together, but I knew this wasn’t going to be the fix we promised each other would cure the problem we had. No, this was only feeding a hungry monster. I wanted him more. I wanted him again. I wanted him tomorrow and next week. Tonight wasn’t going to be enough. One more time would never be enough.
I wondered if we did want the same thing. Did he want more than tonight? Or was this going to be enough for him? Would he get me out of his head like he mentioned and go back to playing a game every Sunday that paid him millions of dollars? Was I the distraction or the cure?
He amazed me with his strength. His hands landed on my waist and he lifted me on to the bed. Before I could adjust myself or get my bearings, he rolled me to my stomach. He surprised me again when instead of bringing to my knees, he lifted my hips enough to slide his cock to my entrance.
I groaned when he pushed inside and I felt his lips on my ear. His fingers entwined mine and our hips moved together, pulling and pushing, grasping and clinging, until we were on the same cliff, taking the same dive into a pool of ecstasy. It fell over us like rain. Sam pinned me to the bed while he pulsed inside me with strong thrusts, and my orgasm scattered through my limbs. He sucked at my earlobe and growled with satisfaction until his breathing became normal again. He slowly rolled from my back and pulled me to his chest.
I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know if there were words.
But Sam broke the silence for me.
“I have to see you again.”
And that was when I realized we were never going to give this up.
We sat facing each other on the bed, eating a tray of room service. Sam dipped a strawberry in whipped cream and dotted it on my nipple before taking a swipe with his tongue.
“Tastes so much better on your tits,” he explained.
I swatted at him. But it felt amazing when his tongue was on my breasts.
“We’re trying to figure this out,” I reminded him.
“Right.”
I picked at a waffle on another plate and took a bite. Breakfast food in the middle of the night was the best.
“If I’m caught with you, I lose my job and am no longer on the Warriors payroll.”
“We’ve covered that.”
