Sam carefully controlled every motion, waiting for her tight opening to accommodate his intimate invasion. He wanted her to feel nothing but pure pleasure. He ached to hear her sexy sigh of repletion again.
“S-so good,” she moaned. “Oh, God, Sam.”
“Hell, yeah,” he bit out between clenched teeth. “So fucking tight.”
He kissed his way over her face and to her neck where he found that same jumpy pulse that he’d tasted earlier. He nibbled on her, creating a little purplish bruise against her alabaster skin. His gut tightened at the knowledge that he’d marked her. Julie’s hand came up and covered the spot. When her eyes opened, he could see the desire building inside her.
Julie started moving her hips, a gentle thrust against his lower body. Sam placed his palm against her lower belly to hold her still. “Pleasure, not pain. Remember?”
“Sam, I need more,” she explained in a breathless voice. “I need all of you.”
“And you’ll get it, I swear,” Sam murmured. He feasted on her gorgeous tits, intent on building her passion so that when he was imbedded deep inside her pussy, she would feel nothing but white-hot satisfaction.
Sam thrilled when her inner muscles relaxed for him, and he moved into her a little more. Her legs came around his hips and held him close. The move caused his cock to slip in a little farther. It felt so damn good, and all he wanted to do was thrust deep.
“Mmm, that’s the way,” he whispered when she began moving her hips slowly up and down beneath him. “Let it all go.”
Soon, they were moving in unison. Sam braced himself on his elbows beside her head and watched as Julie’s desire mounted; then he pushed in, deep and hard.
“Yes!” she shouted as she clutched on to his forearms.
“Damn, you’re something else,” he said, worshiping her with kisses to her lips and cheeks. “Come again, Julie, with my dick inside this hot little pussy.”
As if he had touched a button, her body stiffened, and she screamed as an orgasm overtook her.
“That’s my girl,” Sam growled, then he slammed his cock deep, driving into her, hard and fast. His hips flexed as he pounded against her. Julie grasped handfuls of his hair, and with one last stroke Sam came, filling the condom.
“You’re mine now,” he ground out seconds before he covered her mouth in a bruising, claiming kiss. “I’m not letting you go.”
“That sounds somewhat sexist,” she said, her voice hoarse from screaming out her climax. “But I don’t really have it in me to argue.”
Sam smiled and nipped her bottom lip with his teeth, which got him a light slap on the back of the head. “You said you didn’t bite,” she muttered, glaring up at him.
“That was a nibble, not a bite,” he explained. When she still looked unconvinced, he leaned close and licked the little sting away. “Better?”
“Yes,” she said, smiling.
He shook his head. “Good. Now, stay put. I’ll be right back.”
Sam slid out of her boneless body and went to the master bath to dispose of the condom. He grabbed a washcloth, ran warm water over it, and brought it to Julie. Her eyes were closed, and she had a dreamy smile on her lips. His body burned all over again at the sight. As he bent down and pressed the cloth to the juncture of her thighs, her eyes flew open. “What are you doing?”
“Soothing you so you won’t be sore.” He massaged her pussy with the warm, wet cloth and asked, “Does it feel good?”
“Very,” she breathed out. “I could get used to this.”
He remembered how she’d moaned when he’d taken out her curlers and massaged her scalp. “You like to be pampered, don’t you?”
She laughed. “There isn’t a woman alive who doesn’t.”
“True,” he conceded. Sam removed the washcloth and took it back to the bathroom. As he came back out and slipped into bed beside her, she immediately snuggled up against him. He reached down and dragged the blanket over on top of them.
“Sam?”
“Yeah, sweetheart?”
“That was beyond amazing,” she said as her fingers sifted through his chest hair. “Just thought I’d point that out.”
He kissed the top of her head. “I couldn’t agree more.”