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“Just a moment, darling. Give me one moment,” he croaked, still working on her corset.
A moment later, he was pushing down her chemise and taking off her drawers. Sam stood there, unmoving, seemingly dazed and confused. She was standing with her back to him, so he couldn’t see her expression, and John was glad for it. He was afraid he’d see her frightened look, and he’d have to stop. He wasn’t ready to stop; not yet.
John picked her up and placed her carefully in the middle of the bed. Sam immediately started pulling at the bedsheets to cover herself. The moment John put his hands on his falls, she froze, her gaze fixed on his fingers. John closed his eyes and willed himself to slow down, to calm himself, but it didn’t seem to work. The beast inside him was awakened, and it demanded he take Sam and bury himself in her warmth. He wanted her. His skin was stretched taut over his thick cock, his breathing was erratic, his hands shaking.
John unbuttoned his falls and climbed onto the bed. Sam’s eyes grew round as he towered over her. The fear in her eyes was evident.
“Don’t be afraid of me,” he whispered.
“I’m not,” was Sam’s immediate reply.
He knew she was lying, but he was ready to take her at her word. “I want you too much to stop now.”
“Then don’t stop.” Sam placed a hand gently against his cheek.
With a growl, John crushed his mouth to hers, parted her lips, and thrust his tongue inside. He swept over the silky corners of her mouth in a proprietary motion, while his hands roamed her body. He caressed her breasts and thighs, then squeezed her buttocks. Sam froze. John tried to force himself to go slow, but his ravenous body seemed to have a mind of its own.
John spread her legs wider and settled in the cradle of her thighs.
“Sam,” he croaked.
“John,” came her answering sigh.
He took himself in hand and guided his cock to her center. “Darling,” he hissed between his teeth. “I can’t wait any longer.”
Sam bit her lip and nodded. John willed himself to go slow, to be gentle, but the moment the head of his cock met her warm, wet center, he lost control.
Sam cried out from the sensation and grabbed his shoulders in a vice-like grip. The feeling of her holding on to him like he was a lifeline broke the last straw of his sanity. He was too hot, too hard, his breathing labored. He wasn’t going to be able to wait any longer. She was already wet, bathing the head of his cock in her juices, so he settled more comfortably between her thighs and pushed his cock inside her.
She was too tight. Too hot. And the moment he pushed in, she tensed. He didn’t go far, only the head of his cock was inside her. Sam shut her eyelids tight and curled her fingers firmer into his shoulders.
“Relax,” he croaked out. “Oh, God, please, relax.” He couldn’t stop himself, and he did not know how to act differently even if he could. All his previous lovers were experienced and enthusiastic. He had never bothered to learn the art of lovemaking.
Sam didn’t protest either. She just held him tighter in her embrace. So he kept pushing inside her inch by inch, and after a while, her muscles gave in, and she relaxed as he entered her all the way.
She didn’t cry, or shout, she was just holding on to him with all her might, her eyes squeezed tightly. She felt so very good. Like heaven. He didn’t want to prolong their lovemaking, not that he even could. She was in pain, and he was over the precipice. So, he just let go, and sank into oblivion after several thrusts. With a low growl, he spilled his seed inside her and collapsed on top of her.
