His endless kisses continued, one leading into the next, every embrace more sensual. His big hands moved under her short t-shirt, gliding along the skin of her back, her abdomen, and finally cupping her breasts through her flimsy bra, drawing his thumbs over her sensitive nipples, stroking over them roughly in slow, torturous circles. Angling Maddie further back, Sam’s nimble fingers unclipped the front-fastening bra, his rough fingers cupping her bare breasts, worshipping them with his hands.
Yes. Yes. Yes.
Pulling his lips from hers, his breath coming in harsh pants, he grunted, “Wrap your legs around my waist, Maddie.”
So far gone, so wanting, she didn’t think about giving him her weight, she just did as she was told, wrapping her arms around his neck and locking her legs around his hips, grinding into his massive, hard cock with abandon, moaning softly as she felt the friction against her clit.
Sam moved, stopping at the island breakfast bar and laying her back on the cool tile. Her back supported, he swooped down and feasted on her bare breasts, moving her t-shirt up and out of his way. He cupped and tasted, bit gently and laved, until Maddie was moaning his name. “Sam. Oh, my God, Sam.”
Her head moved side to side, frustration building. More. She needed more. Undulating her hips to get friction to her saturated pussy, she ground against his rigid member, burning for release.
“You’re fucking beautiful, Maddie. So aroused for me.” His hand slid to the button of her jeans, flipping it open, and lowering the zipper. He leaned up slightly and she almost sobbed with disappointment as his mouth left her breasts. Until his hand slid between their bodies and into her panties, his fingers boldly invading her drenched folds to find her clit.
“Sam, I can’t take it. I can’t.” Her head thrashed, back arching as he circled the bundle of nerves, ramping up her desire until she wanted to curse at him to make her come.
“You’re so fucking wet. Take what you need,” he told her harshly.
“I need you,” she panted, suddenly realizing that she wanted that massive cock buried inside her, claiming her.
His fingers mastered her pussy, stroking over her bud with just enough pressure to drive her insane. “Climax, Maddie. I want to watch you come.”
As though she were obeying his orders, she exploded as he increased the pressure of his fingers on her clit, making her shatter with a tortured moan.
Sam inserted one finger in her channel while he continued stroking her clit. “Fuck. I love feeling you come. I wish you were coming around my cock right now.”
As her channel clenched around his finger, Maddie wished she was too. Her whole body trembled as she panted for breath, her heartbeat thundering in her ears.
Sam pulled his hand from her panties and jerked her against his chest. Her legs still clamped around his waist, she rested her head on his shoulder, wondering what in the hell had just happened. Sure, she had brought herself to climax before, but never like that. “Oh God, what have I done?” she whispered softly to herself, feeling a sense of impending doom, knowing her life would never be the same again.
Chapter 4
Obviously, Sam heard her hushed question. He pulled back, scowling at her. “You got off. Hard. So don’t tell me you don’t like sex, Maddie. You like it with me. Only with me.” She pulled back and watched as he licked her cream from his fingers, his eyes closing, his face showing a look of complete ecstasy. “Fuck. I’ll never be able to forget your smell, your incredible taste. I should have made you come with my mouth.” He spoke between licks, the sight erotic as hell. “Now I want to taste you. All of you.” Opening his eyes, he speared her with a look so hot that she creamed all over again, her panties saturated.
Squirming, she dropped her legs from his waist and pushed on his chest. Grabbing her ass, he gently lowered her to the floor, letting her slide down his aroused body slowly. Embarrassed, she quickly turned her back to him and fastened her bra and jeans, knowing she really needed to change her panties. “I’ll be back,” she mumbled, mortified and not sure what else to say.
“Hey.” Sam caught her arm, bringing her around to face him. “You’re blushing. You’re not embarrassed, are you?”
She nodded.
“Why? Don’t be. That was the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen,” he told her, his hands stroking her bare arms up and down.
“I-I-don’t do those sort of things. I don’t react that way.” Oh, shit. She was stammering. “We hate each other.”
Grabbing her upper arms, he shook her lightly. “You may hate me, but I’ve never hated you, Maddie. Not ever.” Leading her to a chair, he waved at the seat. “Sit. I’ll nuke our food.”