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“Second door on the right.”
Digging my hands into her ass cheeks, I stride down the short hallway before dropping her onto the bed in the center of the room. She jackknifes, arms going behind her back to unfasten her bra while I kick my pants off to the side then let my ruined shirt fall to the ground.
Leaning over her, I take one of her rosy nipples into my mouth before sucking gently as I pinch the other—hard. Her torso arches, pushing her chest into my face. My free hand finds its way under her skirt and hooks in the band of her tights. I tug them and her underwear downwards.
I want her just like this: wearing this skirt, these boots, and nothing else. Her tights pool around her ankles, and I release her breasts to drag her to the edge of the bed.
Her eyes eat me up, roving over my body with liquid heat. She reaches forward and trails a finger down the center of my chest, all the way to the band of my boxers. She flattens her palm over my straining cock before dropping her lips to lightly suck the head through the thin layer of fabric.
“Fuck, Hannah,” I groan.
When she glances at me, the feral need shining in her gaze has me removing my boxers in a flash and reaching for my wallet in my pants. After retrieving the condom, I drop my wallet back to the floor then sheath my cock in the latex. Hannah watches my every move, a seductive smirk on her pretty lips and fuck if it doesn’t make me harder.
Leaning in, I grab hold of her hips and flip her so she’s bent over the side of the bed, her ass in the air, waiting for me to slap it. I’ve never spanked a woman before, but the urge rises in me so powerfully I do it without a second thought. Hannah squeals but pushes back into my awaiting cock, her slick pussy begging for me.
Grabbing her cheeks, I drop to my knees and run my tongue through her soaked folds. She tastes of woman and sex. The sounds she makes move me back to my feet. I lean over her, taking my cock with one hand and guiding it to her entrance before surging forward.
“Ahh, Sam . . . yes!” she cries out, and I can’t stay still. I have to move; I have to fuck.
My thrusts are hard and deep. Hannah quivers beneath me, whimpering with every glide in and out. Reaching a hand under her, I find her clit and run tiny circles around it, never quite touching it where she needs it most. Her body begins to quiver, and I pound into her harder, faster.
“Come for me, baby,” I command, sinking my teeth into her shoulder at the same time as I finally pinch her clit between my fingers.
Her moan ricochets off the walls as her body clenches around my cock so hard I shoot my load. I slow my movements then still inside her. My head spins with the intensity of my release, and I slide out of her warmth before dropping to lie beside her.
We stay like that, panting and staring at each other, for a good few minutes as we come down from the high of amazing sex.
“Better than steak?” I murmur, grinning when her eyes light with amusement.
A small chuckle escapes her. “So much better.”
That was,by far, the hottest first-time-with-a-partner sex ever. Zero awkwardness, no“Is this okay?”, and a mind-numbing orgasm, to boot.
My legs feel like jelly, and I’m beyond satisfied. I want to curl up and have a quick power nap.
But as reality sets in, it dawns on me: I threw my three-dates rule out the window.
“You okay?” Sam asks, stroking my back with gentle fingers.
I swallow then nod.It’s okay. It was just one little rule. No big deal, right?
Sam’s hand stills on my shoulder. “Hannah, did I do something wrong?”
Licking my lips, I run my gaze over his concerned face. “I have a three-date rule. I don’t like to sleep with someone until we’ve been out at least three times, and I—” I sit, tugging the blanket with me and wrapping it around my mostly naked body. My legs tangle in my tights still wrapped around my ankles, and I kick and thrash, trying to dislodge them.
“Hey,” Sam says, taking my legs in his hands. “Let me help.” He tugs off my boots, dropping them on the floor with a thud, then removes my tights.
“Thank you,” I murmur, embarrassed by my little spack-out. Tucking my legs beneath me, I lift my eyes to Sam’s ridiculously handsome face. “Sorry. I’m not usually weird after sex.”
His brows furrow as he stares at me with so much intensity I have to look away.
A warm palm cups my jaw, turning my face to look at him. “I’m sorry for coming on so strong tonight. I had every intention of being a gentleman—that is, until my eyes landed on you.” A gentle smile curves his lips. “Everything about you throws me off center. And when I saw you tonight . . . the drive to claim every single part of you took over, and it was all I could think about.”
Well, when he says that, how can I be upset about it?
I lift my hand and place it over his, still holding my jaw so gently. Such a contradiction to the amazing sex we just had. “I’m not blaming you. I just have these rules, and they help me keep things straight in my head. I overreacted. It’s not a big deal that we rounded all the bases a little earlier than I expected. I’m definitely not complaining.” I grin, hoping like hell he understands.
Sam nods, and his thumb strokes my bottom lip. “If it makes you feel any better, we can count the night we met as our first date. That makes tonight date number three.”
