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My body stretches to accommodate his size, and my head drops back. He growls my name as he thrusts upward, and a wave of pleasure washes over me as my eyes flutter closed.
Groaning, he presses his lips below the sensitive area under my ear. “Tell me this is better than those fantasies you had about me, sweet girl.”
I whimper, pressing my bare chest against the rough fabric of his wool sweater. Shreds of my shirt sway as he pounds into me, each stroke fierce and deliberate. “So much better,” I whisper, my lips feathering over his cheek.
He wraps his hand around my hair, tugging until my head is forced back. I open my eyes and find his blazing red gaze staring into me. “What did you imagine?” He pushes deeper. “All those nights of touching yourself before we’d even kissed? You must have conjured something special in that pretty head of yours.”
He grips me tighter, and I arch my back, sinking onto him. He groans, and my body trembles. “Tell me what you thought.”
“I…” My words escape me, my head swimming. He pounds harder, causing my body to tremble with each new wave of pleasure. “I... You would…”
“Yes.” He growls, thrusting deeper. “Tell me.”
“You would…” I trail off again, my breath shortening as I struggle to get the words out. “You would touch me.”
“Where?”
“Everywhere.” I gasp, gripping him tighter. “My neck, my breasts…”
He leans forward, kissing my throat. “And where else?”
“My thighs.” My body rocks, my hips desperately undulating as I feel the tension in my muscles wind up. “My pussy.”
He inhales sharply, and his thumb grazes my clit. I moan, clenching around him as sweat prickles down my spine.
“And losing control?” He growls. “Did you ever imagine me losing myself in you?”
“Yes.” I hiss, digging my nails into his neck. My body tenses, the pleasure building so intensely.
He groans, and suddenly he’s grabbing my hips, shoving me down hard as he buries his cock to the hilt. “Fuck, Jane.”
I cry out in release, my cunt spasming around him. He buries himself deep, releasing a guttural sound as he erupts within me, his grip on my hips tight.
I collapse against him, my body trembling.
Sam makes an appreciative sound against my skin, his lips grazing my cheek. “You’re amazing, Jane,” he whispers, dropping his mouth on my neck. I tilt my head to the side and close my eyes, savoring his touch.
He pulls back, his eyes searing mine. “Would you like for me to drink from you?” His gaze darts over my face, examining my features.
Giving him a piece of myself feels like an honor. “Yes, Sam. Drink from me.”
We remain locked in a stare for a moment longer, but then he brings my wrist to his lips and presses a single, light kiss there. “I’ll make it as painless as possible.”
I believe him.
He reaches beside the couch, and soon, a thin razor materializes between his fingers. He holds it to the light, watching to be sure I comprehend what he’s doing. I nod, giving him permission.
He touches the sharp edge of the blade to my skin as delicately as he can. A fleeting pain burns over my wrist, and then it’s gone. His piercing gaze never leaves mine as he lowers his mouth to the wound site.
A drop of my blood decorates his lips as he savors me. I lean into him, clutching his shoulders. He pulls on my wrist, sucking deeply.
And then he’s pulling back, licking away the smeared blood with a whispered promise of how good it tastes.
Watching him is so erotic that I rock my hips on impulse.
He groans, latching onto my cut again. I bury my face in the crook of his neck as his velvety lips trace the sensitive flesh of my inner wrist. His cock jerks, and he grips my hip with one hand, guiding me to move.
Sam’s lips come away red with blood, but he’s smiling, his eyes alight with mischief. He wraps his hand around my mussed blonde locks, gripping firmly so that I’m exactly where he wants me. “I feel so much better,” he purrs. “Do you want to feel good again, too, princess?”
