Page 83 of After the Storms


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“Fuck, you never follow directions,” I groan.

“I want to take my time.” His fingers slide down my slit, one pushing inside and massaging my inner walls. I reach for his wrist and guide him, pulling him in deeper.

“Your cock. Please, baby.”

He shakes his head. “Not yet.”

We can both play this game, and it’s one that everybody wins. My hand finds his shaft, wrapping my fingers around the base and pumping. His head falls back as he pushes another finger inside me, and we both let out a guttural moan, letting our hands work each other to the brink.

He rocks his hips with my motion, and I’m doing the same, finding the perfect dance with each other. His pinky finger teases my back entrance, and he raises an eyebrow, and I nod.

Letting it slip inside, my legs widen and tremble, and I tighten my grip around his aching cock.

“Fuck,” he says and his balls pull up. “I’m gonna—”

I let go, unable to hide the wide smile on my face. “You tease me, and I’ll tease you.”

He replaces my hand with his and pumps, grinning right back at me. “I could come just watching you. So beautiful.” Releasing his cock, he teases my hard nipples, pinching and flicking. He still works me with his other hand, stroking his fingers faster. “Are you going to come for me?”

I nod, unable to refuse him and desperate to climax.

Fuck, he’s so good at this.

“I want to watch you come on my hand.” He pulls at one nipple, and I wince with the pinch. The sensation almost pushes me over the edge, and I’m ready for it, desperate for the feeling to wash over me. “Then I’m going to flip you over, and fuck you from behind any way I want.”

“Y-yes,” I stutter.

“Do you want that?” he teases. He knows I want that more than air. I’m shaking underneath him, mewling and begging him to let me come.

“I need to come, Sam,” I rasp. “Please. I need it.”

He pushes deeper, hovering over me and whispering dirty things in my ear. “I’ve changed my mind. I’m going to see how far you can swallow my cock. Then I’m going to fuck you for as long as I want until I fill you up. And if one drop spills out, I’m pushing it back inside because that’s where it belongs. I belong inside you. This is mine.”

His thumb presses down harder, rubbing circles around my clit, and I claw at the sheets when the orgasm rips through me. My entire body tightens as each wave cascades through every part of my being. The sound I make is somewhere between and moan of relief and a scream of pleasure.

Sam slows his movements, smiling as I go limp against the bed. The mist of sweat on my limbs runs along the cold sheet, and I tremble a few times before he removes his hand from my body and scoots me further back on the mattress.

He crawls on top of me, resting his hips between my thighs.

“What…” I take a few breaths, exhausted from another one of my husband’s mind-blowing orgasms. “What are you doing?”

“I changed my mind again.” He nuzzles my neck, kissing along my collarbone. His leaking tip finds my entrance and, with a thrust of his hips, he’s fully seated inside.

I let out a sigh of pleasure, feeling full of Sam and his love. His arms wrap around my back while he moves his hips. It’s a slow motion, full of purpose and passion.

I run my hand through his hair, smiling to myself, and his lips meet my ear. “I want to make love to you.”

His words choke me, making my eyes well with tears. “I love you,” I say.

He lifts onto his elbows, our eyes meeting. “I love you,” he says. I feel him swell inside me, stretching me, bringing me to the brink again. I’m aching in my center, the pressure rising once more.

My face must shift into something he recognizes, because Sam shifts his hand under my hips, lifting them to the right spot and pressing me against him. He moves fast, thrusting into me harder.

“Open your eyes,” he commands.

I do and see his face slack, about to come inside me.

“I love to watch you,” he says. “I need it.”

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