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Never in a million fucking years did I think I’d be here with this man on his knees in front of me. I think back to the elevator when we first met, and how out of reach he had seemed.Look at me now.I spread my thighs wider, pushing my hips down to get more friction. My core hums with pleasure, building with each stroke of his tongue.
My head falls back, a moan escaping my lips. Samuel groans between my legs, causing his tongue to vibrate.More.I want him touching me, fucking me, hammering into me like I’m a rag doll. “More,” I whimper.
Sam adds another finger, stretching me. “You like it harder, baby girl? Rougher? Faster? Tell me. Your wish is my command.”
I reach between us, rubbing my clit in his absence. He growls, pushing it away. “Tell me.”
“Just fuck me.” I whimper, pressing closer. If he doesn’t give me more soon, I’ll be a puddle of nothingness on the floor.
Samuel’s eyes burn bright red. “Fuck you?”
My head bobs eagerly. I reach up, stretching the hem of my gown down until it’s tucked beneath my bra, enticing him. He stares at the black lace filled with curves that beckons him. His jaw goes lax, unable to look away. “Take it all off,” he whispers.
“What?” His fingers slide out of me, and I grieve their departure thoroughly.
Instead of answering, Samuel stands. He maneuvers me like a puppet, tugging my nightgown over my head as he bends over my chest. With expert precision, he releases the clasp of my bra, letting it fall to my waist.
When my breasts are revealed, he pauses. “Did I say you were beautiful?” He drops to his knees again. “What I mean to say was seductively tantalizing. An absolute succubus.” He shoves his hands beneath my knees and pushes upward, folding me.
And then his mouth is on me again. His arm snakes up my chest, kneading my breast. My nipples stand to attention, and he clasps one between his fingers, tugging as he feasts on me. The sensation is a shock to my system, causing a fresh wave of pleasure to overtake me. I tremble above him, needy pleas slipping from my lips. “More, Sam. Please. I’m so close.”
He moans against me, his voice vibrating through my clit. That single sultry noise sends me over the edge. My body tenses, tightening on every level as the pleasure bubbles over. I cry out, gazing down at him with wide eyes. His stare captures me, forcing me to maintain eye contact as I lose my sense of self. My release is violent, made more explosive by Sam’s continued moans against my clit. I come until I see stars, and then keep coming, my orgasm stretching out longer than it ever has before.
Sam takes my cues as I fall from my high, slowing his pace as he licks me clean.
My breaths come out ragged. “You didn’t give me what I wanted,” I accuse. “I asked you to fuck me, Sam.”
His lips trail over my thigh, peppering my skin with kisses. “You hadn’t come yet, princess.”
My chest warms at his term of endearment. This man is… more than I deserve. Even still, I want him. Now, tomorrow, forever. His lips, those searing eyes, the silky tone of his voice.
“And now that I have?”
His fingers trail up my hips as he lifts himself, hovering over me. “Now that you have, we get to continue the fun.” He grins, his black locks skating over his forehead.
When his lips meet mine, I am surprised by the tenderness. Instead, he feathers over my lips with a shocking gentleness. His mouth opens slightly, and I can taste myself all over him. Warmth spreads through me, and all I want to do is kiss him like this until the sun sets, preferably while he’s buried deep inside me.
But there’d be an imbalance there. If he wouldn’t take me until I came first, then he should get the same treatment.
Braver now that he’s tasted me, I push him away. Shock flashes in his eyes, but it evaporates once he sees my expression. “Take off your pants,” I order.
He cocks his head to the side, arching a brow. “Aren’t you going to say please?”
I reach between us and begin to do it for him. He doesn’t stop me. Soon, I have the black denim slid down to his thighs. A large cock-sized lump stands to attention between us, concealed by his gray boxers. I glance up at him, suddenly a little nervous.
He places his hand on my head, trailing his fingers through my hair. “It’s okay, sweet girl. I promised you’d be safe with me, and I meant it, even here.” As we stare at one another, an overwhelming sense of trust and comfort passes over me. His expression is soft, gentle. Encouraged, I tug his boxers down, too.
His cock stretches out between us, and God, thatgirth.Carefully, I wrap my hand around him, barely able to touch my middle finger to my thumb. Samuel steps closer, letting out a low groan.
I want to please him, to make him feel just as good as he made me feel. Those throaty, deep moans are intoxicating, and I want to hear so many more of them.
I stroke over his length once before placing my lips over his head, kissing the soft skin there. He grips a handful of my hair, holding me tightly but not forcing my movements. After a few sweet kisses and one hungry lick, I take as much of him as I can into my mouth.
Samuel’s hold on me grows firmer, and he groans again. “Princess, you don’t have to keep doing this.” But even as he speaks, he rocks into me, his hips swaying. I hum with satisfaction over his cock.
“Dear fucking God, Jane. Do that again.”
I continue to moan, staring up at him through my lashes as I loosen my jaw and take more of him.
