Dirty Little Secret

“Fuck, Luna,” I groan, setting her on her feet at the end of the bed.

She grins deviously, tugging her sweater over her head. “That’s the idea.”

My eyes drop to her full breasts. “Lose the bra.”

Stella licks her lips. “Make me.”

I pull my own shirt off and then take a step closer to her. Her rosy nipples show beneath the lace of her bra, and my mouth waters at the sight.

Reaching out, I trace my index finger over her right collarbone, to the hollow of her throat, and then down the valley of her breasts, to where the ring I gave her so long ago rests on its chain.

“Samson,” she whispers my name as I lift the ring to my lips, kissing it before letting it fall.

“I love you.” I reach around behind her, unclasp her bra, and then slide the straps down her shoulders. “So much.”

She lets the fabric fall to the floor. “I love you too.”

I sink to my knees before her and push the button through the loop of her jeans before lowering the zipper and tugging her pants and panties down to her knees.

A deep groan rumbles up from my chest at the sight of her glistening pussy lips.

Unable to help myself, I dip down and press a kiss to the top of her mound.

“Sit,” I murmur the words against her soft flesh, already imagining the tangy flavor of her arousal bursting across my lips.

Stella doesn’t hesitate, perching herself on the edge of the bed.

She watches me, her eyes dilating with lust, as I tug off her shoe before gently removing her walking boot. Her socks, pants, and panties quickly follow, leaving her completely bare before me.

“I want you naked too,” Stella whines, leaning back onto her elbows.

Smirking, I rise to my full height and shove my sweats down my legs. “That better?”

“Almost.”

“Almost?” I raise my brows. “Tell me what you need, Luna?”

“You.” She slides her arms forward until she’s flat on her back and then reaches up to palm her tits, pushing them together. “I need you to touch me.”

“Need or want?”

“Need, Samson.” She rubs her thighs together. “Need.”

“Well, I can’t very well leave you needing, can I?”

Stella shakes her head, her blonde hair fanning out over my sheets.

I go to kneel at the foot of the bed, ready to tease the first orgasm out of her with my tongue, but Stella stops me. “Please, Samson. I just want to feel you inside of me.”

“Luna.”

“Look!” She dips two fingers between her legs and pulls her hand away, presenting me with the evidence of her arousal. “I’m ready.”

Crawling into the bed beside her, I carefully move her up the bed and onto her side. “Does that feel okay on your ankle?”

“Yeah,” she whispers, wriggling her hips.

Moving closer, I slide one arm behind her neck and drape the other across her middle, so that I’m spooning her from behind. “You’re so damn beautiful,” I murmur, kissing up and down her neck and shoulder.

“Samson,” she exhales my name, and the sound goes directly to my cock.

“Let me take care of you.” I trail the hand draped over her waist up to her breasts. Cupping one, I massage the supple flesh as I thumb her nipple. “Fucking love these tits.”

“Yeah?” she asks.

“Yeah, Luna.” I release her breast with one last pinch to her nipple, and then skim my fingers over her quivering belly, all the way down to her pussy.

“Love this more though.” I slide the tip of my finger through her slick folds, parting them before dipping inside of her. “Love how wet you are for me. How you feel gripping me.” I withdraw my finger, smear her wetness into the crook of her shoulder, and then suck it off. “Love the way you taste.”

Growing impatient with my teasing, Stella pushes back against me, grinding her ass into my painfully hard erection. “Please just fuck me.”

“Can’t do that, Stella.”

“What?” She turns her head, glaring at me over her shoulder. “Why?”

“Because I’m gonna make love to you.” I reach between us and drag the head of my dick through her slickness before aligning myself with her entrance. “You told me to show you how much I missed you, and that’s exactly what I’m going to do.”

I nudge my hips forward, pushing just the tip inside of her, before retreating. I repeat the motion, over and over, feeding a little bit more of my dick into her tight heat with each thrust. Until finally, I’m fully seated inside of her.

“Samson,” she moans my name. “I feel so… full.”

“That’s right, Luna.” I flex my hips as I grind against her. “Feel me inside of you. I’m gonna make you feel so fucking good.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” she chants, reaching over our joined bodies to caress my side.

My free hand roams every inch of her body, from her pussy to her throat; rubbing, touching, playing, and teasing until she’s practically vibrating with the need to come.