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“God, I can’t,” I whimpered, lifting onto my elbows.
He pushed into me as deep as my body would allow, forcing the table to move across the floor.
“Harder,” I heard myself say.
A dark chuckle left him. He grabbed my hips, kicked my legs apart even more, and thrust hard and deep.
“Yes,” I cried out. “Fuck.”
“You like that.” He grabbed my hair, pulling me upright and back against him. “Me fucking you like a little slut.” He removed my tank top from around my wrists before cupping my throat. “So fucking tight, baby,” he murmured in my ear. “So tight. You’re going to suck all the cum from my body.”
“Fuck me harder, Sam,” I panted, needing the pain he promised.
With his nose pressed against my cheek, his hot breath fanned over the side of my face. He reached between us, smacking his palm across my ass. The sharp pain only heightened this need for him.
“You’re my little brat, aren’t you?” he murmured, ripping my head back even more.
“Yes.” I reached behind me, needing to touch some part of him. He was still fully clothed, minus his dick which was currently inside of me. I latched on to his jeans, pulling him closer.
“Fuck, baby, you’re going to make me come so damn hard, all that cream is going to break the condom.”
A laugh left me. “God, so dirty.”
He chuckled.
I realized then that it was a sound I liked. There was a side to Sammy that he never shared with anyone. He didn’t smile or laugh often but when he did, it reached a part of me that no other man had ever been able to reach. Especially not since my late husband passed.
He bent over me, his hips stopping. His teeth found my shoulder, his tongue licking along the sting of his bite. He towered over me, covering my hands with his and pushing into me as far as my body would allow him. The movements picked up, forcing the table to scratch along the floor until it hit the wall. My hips were pressed up against the edge and I could already feel bruises forming, but I didn’t care. Not in the least.
“Harder, Sammy,” I begged. “Break my fucking table.”
He grunted his approval, his lips brushing along the shell of my ear. His hips powered forward and back, tearing into a part of my body that hadn’t been used in so long besides my own touch.
“If I get to be too much for you, tell me,” he whispered in my ear. That was the final warning he gave before he shoved his fingers into my mouth. His index and middle fingers hooked into my cheeks, forcing my mouth open wide.
My breathing came out in short quick pants, drool dripped down my chin, but I found that it only turned me on even more.
Pulling his fingers from my mouth, he wrapped his arm around my chest and held me tightly against him. It was so tight, it was like he was trying to show me that I was safe with him. He rolled his hips, back and forth, side to side.
My whimpers turned into moans, my legs shaking at the brutal force of him fucking me. “Harder,” I demanded, needing that delicious pain of being fucked good and hard.
He fisted my hair, holding my head in place. Hooking his other hand around my thigh, he lifted my knee onto the table, opening me even more to him.
Sammy stopped, pushing into me as far as my body would allow. With his free hand, he slipped his fingers into my pussy alongside his cock.
I swallowed a gasp at being stretched even wider.
“Hmm…” He licked up the side of my face, his hand in my hair, tightening. His fingers thrust into me once, twice, before he pulled them out of me and ran them over the tight hole between the cheeks of my ass. Instead of giving me a chance to take a breath, he shoved them into me.
I cried out, my eyes rolling into the back of my head.
Sam thrust his fingers in and out of my ass and began picking up speed with his hips. He powered forward and back. My body felt full, the slight pain of parts of him being in both my pussy and ass, ignited this yearning for more.
“God,” I whispered, a shiver trembling through my body.
Sammy slipped from my heat, keeping a firm grip on my hair. He pulled his fingers from my body and began running his hand along my swollen center.
I moaned, pushing back into his touch.
