Sin City Baby

“Liam, right there. Right there, please!”

“Now!”

I sank myself deep into her body as she exploded. Her jaw unhinged in silent pleasure, and her nails curled into the tops of my hands. Her pussy fluttered. I spilled into her, my toes curling as involuntary groans emanated from my throat. I dropped to her. I blanketed her. I felt her quaking as my cock filled her to the brim with pump after pump of sweet release, until our intermingled juices were seeping onto the bed below us.

My forehead fell to hers, and we breathed one another’s air, our fingers still intertwined, and her legs still wrapped around my body.

My face fell into the crook of her neck as I released her hands, and I felt her wrap them around me.

I felt her pull me closer.

I felt her lips fall to my shoulder as she graced my skin with her kisses.

My head was swimming. I was physically weak against her. Never had an orgasm rendered me as helpless as I felt in that moment. My legs jumped. My hands were shaking. My vision was blinded by the white-hot presence of ecstasy that only Samantha could deliver. Her pussy was still squeezing my cock. I sat there, sheathed within her warmth, taking in her sweet lips against my sweat-drenched skin.

We laid like that until our heartbeats settled against the other.

“Liam?”

“Mhm?”

“Did you mean what you said?”

I lifted my head and gazed into those big, bright eyes. They were filled with so much uncertainty. So much fear. Emotions she wasn’t showing me before that she was now allowing me to see.

“Every syllable of it,” I said.

And as she reached up for my lips, I cradled her head in the palm of my hand. I’d stay with her for as long as she needed. Until she kicked me out and told me it was time for me to go. I’d crossed a line I knew I was never coming back from, and in the pit of my gut I was okay with that.

Samantha was worth it.

CHAPTER 30

LUKE

“Hey there, Luke. I’m glad you called.”

“Hey Sam,” I said with a smile. “Why’s that?”

“Because I was just thinking about you.”

“You were?”

“I was. To what do I owe this phone call?”

“I want to get dinner with you,” I said. “Are you free tonight?”

“I won’t be free until later. Like around seven. I’ve got work I’m trying to catch up on, so I’m taking advantage of the fact that I’m feeling a little better.”

“Could I pick you up around seven thirty then? It doesn’t have to be anything fancy. I just want to see you.”

“That actually sounds nice. Thank you, Luke. I’ll see you then.”

“Great. I can’t wait,” I said with a smile.

I hung up the phone and tried to bide my time until it was time for me to go get her. I couldn’t wait to see Sam. To hold her in my arms again and look into her eyes. Having her answering my calls and agreeing to see me was a massive leap from where we were before, and I felt hope surge through my veins as I got ready to go pick her up.

“You look fantastic,” I said as I took her into my arms.