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I sheath myself inside her in one smooth thrust, and Sam arches and lets out a ragged breath. Fuck, I want to hear her scream--to fuck her bare, to hear her cry out, to knock her up and make hermine--but I focus on pleasuring her instead. I reach around and tug on her gorgeous tits as she rolls her body against me, fucking herself on my cock, and whisper in her ear.
"All you've gotta do is say the word and I'll give it to you rough," I growl. "You want it slow and sultry...I'll...fuck, I'll do that too. Whatever you want, baby."
She doesn't say anything. I wish she would tell me what she wants.
I want to know.
I want to be the one who always knows.
"That's it," I whisper, claiming her shoulder with my teeth. "Take my cock like you want it. You feel so fucking good--god, Sam, just say it..."
"Evan, please..."
Tell me to stay. Fucking tell me to stay, and I'll stay in Fern Hollow as long as it takes to make you love me.
Still nothing.
I can tell from the way she's moving that she wants it harder--that she wants me to bang her like she's trying to fuck her frustration away--and I want to give it to her, but I don't know if I can. Not when I'm thinking about her like this.
I just want to make her happy.
I want to give her the life that was stolen from her...the life she deserves.
"Sam, I'm going to come," I warn her. "You gonna come with me?"
"Ye-yes," she gasps.
"Come for me, Sam," I groan. "I want to feel you come around my cock."
I don't know if that sentence makes me want to come or not, but fuck, it makes me want to slam into her. She screams and clutches at the bedspread as she comes, and I lose it. I drive into her as hard as I can, feeling her pussy clench around me, her tight heat bringing me to the brink. I'd come for her all fucking night. I'd do anything for her.
I'd give up everything for her.
I pull out and roll her over to her back, but I still haven't come--no matter how close I am. I thrust inside her once again and Sam lets out a loud moan, and then I'm fucking her hard. Her eyes are closed, but I want to see her face.
Seeing the pleasure in her gaze is the only way I can actually come.
"Open your eyes, darlin'," I growl. "I want to see those eyes."
Her eyelashes flutter, her lips parting as she gazes up at me. In the darkness, her irises are almost black, and I just fall into those eyes...
I come, leaning my forehead against hers, holding her face in my hands and kissing her desperately. She kisses me back, and then I feel the tears on her cheeks.
I pull away.
"Fuck, Sam, did I hurt you?" I ask, searching her gaze, pulling out as fast as I can. "I didn't want to--"
"Stop," she says, putting a finger to my lips.
I pull away slightly, but she reaches out with her other hand to pull me back, and she kisses me again. It's confusing--mixed signals all around--but I can't keep myself from giving her what she asks for. She opens her mouth and coaxes my tongue to tangle with hers, and I get lost even as I still feel the tears on her cheeks.
"I don't want to talk about it," she says. "I just want you to hold me. And when you wake up...I want you to fuck me again before you go."
"Before I go?" I frown. "Like, down the hall..."
"No," she says. "Back to your mom's."
It takes me a second to register what she's telling me, and I hate how it makes me feel.
