Shadow of Sin(22)

“That’s it. Wrap your hand around me. Feel how hard I am for you.”

Without thinking, Samantha followed his direction. He twitched under her palm as she squeezed her fingers around him, learning the feel of him. Velvet over solid steel. Not just warm. Hot.

He was large enough to stretch her, to fill her to the brink of insanity. She was already halfway there.

She leaned over him again and teased the slit, coaxing more of his salty flavor onto her tongue. He tasted so good, she didn’t want to stop. Made her want more of the husky male rumble that sounded throughout the room.

“Fuck, yes,” Caleb hissed as she sucked at the broad head of his cock. “Your mouth is pure heaven,” he groaned. She lifted her head to find him watching her, reaching for her as she released him. “Come here, sugar. Let me ease that lust burning in your eyes.”

She climbed over him again, bracing her palms against his ribs. She fought against the orgasm threatening to take her as she rubbed her soaked folds over his cock, coating him with her juices. “Seems I’m not the only one who needs easing,” she panted.

“You first.”

He reached between them and finally, blessedly, found her swollen nub. He grabbed her breast and pinched her nipple with one hand as he pinched her clit with the other.

Samantha cried out as her body took over. Her nipple throbbed, the slight pain from his pinch shooting pleasure to her sex and exploding in violent fire in her veins. Perspiration broke out on her skin as she rocked against him, his fingers unrelenting in their bid to make her crazy.

“Let go, Samantha. Let me see you come. Show me.” Caleb’s demand was a mere whisper of tortured breath, but her body heard him loud and clear.

She wasn’t ready. She wanted him inside her when she came, but her ability to resist him had vanished the moment he touched her. He commanded her body, made her respond in ways she’d never done before, and left her breathless from it.

“Oh … Caleb.” Her head fell back and she gave him what he wanted. Her womb tightened to the point of pain. She cried out as the world around her dissolved and tiny explosions of light burst behind her eyes. His wicked fingers continued their assault, extending her pleasure until she collapsed.

Only then did she realize he’d bent his knees and she was reclined against his legs.

“That’s one.” Male pride and lust bled from his voice. “Damn, Samantha. Watching you come is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

She curled her lips into a sly smile, her body vibrating from her release. She searched and found the condom he’d tossed on the bed and tore open the package. “Your turn.”

“Are we keeping score?”

Samantha wanted to wipe that smirk off his face.

He’d made her forget everything except his touch. He’d made her scream.

She didn’t want his humor; she wanted his lust, the hunger that burned just below the surface. Not even his good ole boy looks could hide the fierceness inside him. And she wanted him every bit as crazy as he’d made her.

“Don’t we always?” Raising her hips, she fisted and sheathed his shaft. “Do you have any lube?”

His fingers dug painfully into her hip as he thrust against her. “I hardly think we’ll need it.”

Samantha leaned over, rubbing her breasts against his chest, as she put her mouth to his ear. “Not all places are self-lubricating.”

His growl was the only warning she got before he rolled and trapped her beneath him.

She screeched and laughed as the warmth of his body covered her, penetrating her senses.

“Damn you.” He hooked the back of her knees and pushed them up. “You’re going to be the death of me.” Indecision flashed across his face as he stared where the head of his cock teased her opening. “I’ll have to taste you later.”

“Why wait?” She pushed two fingers through her juices, and brought them to his lips. His eyes flared as he sucked them in, his tongue swirling around her nails to get every drop.

“Delicious,” he growled and surged his hips forward, breaching her entrance in a forceful thrust.

“Caleb!” She gripped his forearms, needing an anchor as she watched his shaft, slick with her arousal, work its way deep into her body.

His forehead dropped to her shoulder. “Shit, Samantha. You’re so hot. Tight as a fucking glove.”

Her pussy burned at his invasion, her inner muscles stretched until every nerve fired and screamed with sensation. She couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe for the feeling of him inside her.

More. She needed more.

He pulled back, leaving her empty and wanting. “Don’t stop. Please, Caleb. Please.”