Sam's Promise (Blackwater)

“Thank you.”

“But I’d really like to see the rest of you now.”

Julie’s eyelids popped open. “And I’d like to see you.”

He picked her up and stood her in front of him, between his widespread thighs. “First, take off your clothes for me so I can see all of you.”

Julie froze and looked around. “Uh, shouldn’t we move this little party to the bedroom?”

Sam shook his head. “No, I want to see you now. Here.” When she took hold of the hem of her gown and pulled it upward, exposing her legs, Sam hummed his approval. “Mmm, yeah, that’s the way.”

Sam sat back, watching her every move. His messy, dark hair curled up around his collar, and his jeans pulled tight over his straining erection. Julie licked her lips and tugged the gown higher, high enough that her white panties and belly were on display for him.

“So damn pretty,” he whispered.

Julie’s entire body hummed with excitement, and her pussy was wet with arousal. Her fingers shook as she slipped the nightgown over her head and tossed it to the floor.

“Ah, damn, I’ve died and gone to heaven,” Sam declared, then he reached down and popped the button of his jeans, and Julie could only stare in anticipation of the big unveiling.

Chapter Eight

Julie’s gaze roamed over his body, stopping and staring for several seconds at his cock before finally meeting his face. “You’re magnificent,” she replied, her voice a little husky. “And, uh, big.”

Sam hadn’t taken it nearly as slow when he’d shed his clothes. The way he saw it, the faster he was naked, the faster he could get back to drooling over her. “Hell, I want to go easy with you, sweetheart, to be gentle.”

“A little speed never hurt anyone,” she murmured as she licked her lips and stared at his cock once again.

He plucked her off her feet and sat her back down on his lap so that she straddled him, his dick a heavy weight between them. Every damned inch of her was perfect. “I went to bed last night thinking about your soft pussy beneath my hand. I couldn’t get the look of you as you climaxed out of my head,” he admitted. “I thought of how good it’d be to have you all spread out naked for me or bent over while I took you from behind.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck and asked, “You did?”

He nodded. “But having you stand before me and strip in the stark light of day was by far the hottest thing I’ve ever witnessed.”

She laughed. “Hotter than the rollers and flannel? I’m shocked.”

“I don’t mind the flannel or the rollers, but they were in the way of my goal.” He’d liked her hair in the ponytail earlier too, but seeing the dark waves all around her shoulders, brushing her nipples, was damned sexy.

“I wouldn’t want anything to get in the way of your goal, Sam.”

“When you were perched on my lap and that flimsy nightgown and panties were the only thing keeping me from paradise, I had the urge to shove it up and bury my cock inside you. I could’ve been balls-deep inside your sweet heat so fast, sweetheart.”

“Why didn’t you?” she asked, her voice not quite as steady as before. When she moved from side to side, Sam felt her wet pussy.

“Because that’s not the way I want our first time together to be,” he murmured. “No quick fuck on the couch, Julie.”

She toyed with his hair, sifting her fingers in and out of the strands. He wondered if she even realized she was doing it. “What do you want?”

“I want to have a little playtime.” Sam’s mind stuttered to a stop when his gaze settled on her breasts. Lush and round, with large, mauve nipples. He wanted to taste her, to suck on her for hours. As he reached out with both hands and cupped her breasts and squeezed, Julie shivered.

“Cold or turned on?”

“I’m not sure it’s possible to be cold with you sitting naked on my couch.”

He grinned and continued to plump and knead the creamy swells. “So, turned on, then. Good.”

He looked into her pale green eyes and declared, “You’re mine now, Julie, and I’m going to make you feel so damned good.” She nodded; then his lips were covering hers in a rough show of possession.

Sam licked and bit at her, hungry to take all that he could for fear she’d disappear in a puff of smoke at any second. Julie tugged him forward, and he was forced to tilt her head back. “Look at me,” he ordered. As her eyes opened, he covered her mouth with his. She let out a little whimper, and the sound drove him higher. His cock was rock hard.