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“I want you like this. Don’t move your arms,” he says, and it feels as if he’s staring straight into my soul.
I nod and he releases them, grazing gentle fingertips over my wrists, my forearms, and my shoulders. Then, he takes each side of the cute button-down dress I’m wearing and rips them apart, sending buttons flying and my desire for him soaring. I squirm beneath him as he tugs his shirt over his head and tosses it to the side then kicks off his pants.
Keeping his eyes on me, he takes a condom from the top drawer of my dresser and tears it open with his teeth then sheaths himself. My fingers twitch with the need to touch him, but I keep them where he left them.
He nods at my restless hands and grins. “Don’t like not being an active participant?” he taunts.
There’s something about his words that sends alarm bells ringing in my head, but I’m not sure what or why. I don’t have time to think about it either as he drops to his haunches between my spread thighs and blows on my sex through my lace panties.
Holy mother of all things orgasmic. My back arches off the bed when he dips his head lower and glides his tongue over the delicate fabric. “Sam,” I whimper, and my fists clench.
His deep-blue eyes flick to meet mine as he repeats the move again and again. I’m a wet, dripping mess by the time he’s done. Relief rushes through my entire body when he finally takes my panties in hand and slides them down my legs to position himself at my entrance.
“Let me touch you,” I beg.
Sam shakes his head. “No.” And without another word, he thrusts his powerful hips, and he’s buried deep inside me.
I’m filled with sensation as he sets his pace. In, out, in and out, grinding his pelvis into my clit with every drag back and forth. My body shudders, an orgasm building rapidly. Heat pools low in my belly, tingles shoot through my legs, and I lift them to wrap around his waist, but he stops me.
“Don’t move, Hannah.” He takes my thighs in his big palms and lowers them back to the mattress, spreading me wide. “Just lie there and take it,” he growls.
Then, his thrusts turn feral. Hard, fast, and out of time. He pounds into me relentlessly, and I love it. My fingers dig into my comforter, clenching it in my fists as my orgasm ripples through me, and with a harsh growl, Sam follows close behind.
I knewshe was going to call our time to an end soon, but not this soon. Not yet.
“That was . . .” She pants, catching her breath. “What was that, Sam?” Her eyes scan my face, searching.
Licking my lips, I sit back on my haunches then reach for her hands still clenched in the blanket above her head. She tangles her fingers with mine and smiles at me, but I still feel the question in her eyes.
“That’s what I think of your Starfish Method.”
Her expression goes blank, and she blinks at me. “Excuse me?” she breathes.
I cock my head to the side. “I said, that’s what I think of your Starfish Method, Hannah.”
She turns white before my very eyes. The fresh pink blush that stained her cheeks a moment ago is long gone. She opens her mouth to say something, but I silence her with a kiss. I don’t want to hear her words right now.
Stark relief fills my veins when she kisses me back. I honestly didn’t know how she would respond. When I pull away, unshed tears glisten in her eyes. I smooth a palm over her cheek, resting my thumb on her plump bottom lip.
“If you think starfishing is going to turn me off, or send me away, you are so very, very wrong, baby. If you just want to lie there and enjoy what I give you, I can work with that. If you want to ride me like our lives depend on it, I’m good with that, too. But I amnotgood with you trying to get rid of me.”
She swallows hard then squeezes her eyes shut. “Can you give me a bit of space for a second please?” she whispers.
I’m off her in an instant, rolling to her side.
She scrubs her face with her hands then takes a deep breath and sits. She reaches for the silk robe on the end of the bed before slipping it over her shoulders and wrapping it around her waist. Then, she turns back to face me.
“We need to end this. I’m sorry, but we have to.”
“Why? We’re so good together. Why would you want to throw that away?” I ask, so damn confused.
“Because you terrify me. You already have a piece of my heart after such a short time. If I don’t walk away now, you’ll have it all, and when you’re done with me . . . I won’t have anything left.”
I don’t know what I was expecting her to say, but that was not it. I close the distance between us and take her hands in mine. “Then stay with me, Han.” Releasing one of her hands, I wipe away the tear clinging to her cheek. “I won’t ever be done with you, baby,” I vow.
But she shakes her head, even as she leans into my palm cupping her jaw. “I can’t. And you will. I’ve been here before, Sam, and I don’t have another heartbreak in me. You’ve obviously talked to Amy if you know about The Starfish Method. This is just what I need to do.”
A sad smile tugs at the corner of her mouth, and I desperately want to kiss her sadness away. Then, she chuckles lightly, as if any of this is funny. “You’ve ruined it for me, if that makes you feel any better.”
