Page 42 of Wild Ring


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I move to sit with my back against the headboard. “Come here,” I order Samantha.

She sits up, her breasts bouncing with her movements. I lean over and pull a nipple into my mouth. Samantha’s hand burrows into my hair, gripping me tightly.

When I bite down, she uses her grip to pull me away. I let her hold me there for a minute while I give her a shit-eating grin. Then I dive for the other nipple.

I wrap my arms around her waist and lift her onto my lap. She straddles me, her wet pussy on my legs, my hard cock sitting between us. Samantha pulls me away again, so she melds her mouth back to mine.

When the kiss is over, I use one arm to lift her small body. I use the hand of the other arm to line my cock up with her entrance. I slowly lift my hips while simultaneously lowering her until she’s impaled to the hilt.

She sits still for so long, that I’m not sure if I hurt her or if she just wants to enjoy the feel of me so deep inside her. I look into her eyes and see hesitation. I’ve never had her in this position. Is she unsure what to do?

I grasp her hips in my hands and go no further. She’s so small that my hands almost wrap completely around her. I imagine what my hands will look like wrapped around her when she’s swollen with my child.

I use my hands wrapped around her and lift her a little, then lower her back down. She moans and I groan. She feels tighter somehow.

I continue to lift and let her drop back down. Every little while, I’ll use my hands to swivel her hips. This goes on until Samantha finally starts moving on her own.

I move my hands from her waist to her breasts- kneading and swirling my thumb around her nipples- I offer even more stimulation. I can feel Samantha squeeze me, her inner muscles tightening as she soars toward her climax.

My balls are tight. The need to come is overwhelming, but I grit my teeth and will myself to calm down. Samantha comes with a scream. Her body collapses against me. I hold her still as I wrap my arms around her again.

“You felt so good coming on my cock.” I groan. “Now it’s my turn.”

Still holding her, I lay back and begin thrusting earnestly. I use my feet on the mattress for leverage to push in deeper and deeper with each stroke.

Samantha cries out each time I bottom out. Her screams and the sound of skin slapping skin fills my ears. She tightens around me again and cries out another release.

Damn. Her pussy is like a vise around my cock. I feel my balls draw up and know I won’t last much longer, so I flip us so that she’s beneath me. I pump my hips even faster, harder until finally I explode, coating her insides with my seed.

This is the first time I’ve gone without a condom. Part of me hopes that’s all it took to put a baby in her belly. I know that’s not how I should be feeling. There’s still so much we have to work out before we’re ready for that step.

Once I’ve caught my breath and come down from the best orgasm of my life, I roll off Samantha. I pull her to my side. Her arm wraps around my stomach, her head on my chest and her leg on my hip.

I look down and see the small band around her finger. The one I gave her as a token of my vows. There’s a sleepy smile on her face and I’m proud to be the one who put it there.

That one day and night with Samantha was the very best of my life. Every minute spent with her was amazing. Will there ever be a time when I don’t see the past when I look at her? I’m so tired of living in the past and I feel that’s all I’ve done for six years. I’m plagued with memories of our time together.

Now, it’s not just the memories that haunt me. It’s this deep sense of guilt and loss. Guilt for the things I’ve done and loss for the life we should have shared.

A squeal of happiness has me looking at the scene before me once more. Matt has Dakota in his arms as he swings her around and around. I love that my brothers love my daughter as much as I do. She'll never lack in love so long as she's here.

“Dakota, baby girl. Your mama says it’s time to come in and get cleaned up.” I call, walking toward her.

“Aw, man! Do I have to?” She asks with a hint of whininess in her voice.

“Yes. Young lady. If you want to go to the diner, you do.” I explain.

“Oh. The diner?” Matt says gleefully.

“Not tonight,” I respond, quietly. “If you don’t mind, that is.”

Matt looks at me, eyes narrowed. He gets it. I know he does, but he doesn’t trust me with Samantha. “I need this.”

Matt smirks before jerking his head in a quick nod. “I got you.” He retorts, slapping a hand on my back. “Dakota, run on back to the house.” He orders her.

Dakota runs as fast as her little legs will carry her. Matt and I follow behind at a slower pace. “So, a horse huh?” He asks me with a laugh.

“Did you see her face? Who could deny her?” I laugh.

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