It had been so long! To think she’d abstained for five years.
Abstained.
Why? Had she waited for Sam to come back to her? No, definitely not that. Why had she waited so long? She’d had plenty of opportunities.
His tongue was as talented as she remembered. He tormented her clit, tugged on her folds, teased the entrance to her moist channel.
“Mmm,” he said against her, his voice a fuzzy vibration, “you taste so good, sweetheart.”
She writhed, grinding against his face. “That feels so damn good, Sam. God, it’s been forever.”
Had she said that out loud? No matter. This was heaven. She didn’t want to worry about saying the wrong thing. She’d just enjoy it.
He pushed her thighs forward and slid his tongue along the crease between her ass cheeks. No one had ever touched her there. Never. Why? It felt amazing. His tongue was silky against that virgin skin.
“Mmm,” he said again. ?
??I’d love to take you here sometime.”
Her ass? Why was that thought such a turn-on?
“I…don’t know—”
“No, baby, not tonight.” He pulled her thighs back and set them on his shoulders. His warm brown gaze settled onto hers. “And never without your okay. It’s just a thought.” He sighed against her skin. “You’re just so beautiful, I want all of you.”
God, maybe.
Was she actually considering it? The thought aroused her. Icy pinpricks poked at her skin. Something about Sam O’Donovan made her want to do anything and everything to please him. And that thought scared the hell out of her.
Before she could dwell on the thought further, Sam went back to work between her legs. Soon she was flying high, ensconced in a climax so deep she thought she might implode on the spot.
“That’s it, sweetheart.” He slid his fingers in and out of her. “Come for me. Come for me all night long.”
Oh, I will. As the spasms inside her slowed, he bent down and licked her tight bud, and up she flew again. He brought her to orgasm three times, and then four, and when he began a fifth, she pleaded with him to stop.
“I can’t take any more, Sam. God, please.”
He smiled between her legs, his chin shining with her juices. “Since you asked so nicely.”
Déjà vu. He’d used those words before. He got up and grabbed a condom from his jeans, sheathed himself, and thrust into her wetness.
So full, so perfect. How had she gone so long without this wonderful completion? His mouth took hers, and they kissed frantically, passionately, until she had to rip her lips away to take a much-needed breath.
She’d already had multiple orgasms and didn’t expect to come again, so the spasms building within her were a welcome surprise.
“I can’t believe this. I’m coming again.”
“Yeah, baby. Come again for me.”
He increased the tempo of his thrusts. “God, yeah,” he said. “Oh, God, yeah.”
He plunged a final time, and the convulsions of his cock beat against her walls in time with her own climax.
Together they came.
Together they went limp.
“My God,” Sam said against her neck.