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DREW

Holy shit.

I hadn’t intended tonight to go down like this, but when she actually throws herself into my arms and says she wants to be fucked, how can I turn that down?

She’s kissing me like its her last day on earth and I have her firm ass in my hands and her legs wrapped so tight around me I can barely walk. I manage to get us over to the picture window and lower her down to the built-in bench seat. We break our mouths apart so I can peel her sweat pants off and she was right. Her cute little boy short underwear has a big enough wet patch you can see it across the room. To know she’s that wet for me makes my cock surge even harder. I take those off to with her watching me, panting with lust.

I run my finger up her slit and expel a breath I didn’t even know I was holding when I touch her. She’s propped herself up on her elbows and is watching me while I kneel between her legs. I can’t resist going in for a taste. I lap at her glistening pussy, moaning with desire. She’s as sweet on the inside as the outside and tastes like honey and promises. I prop her legs on my shoulders and feast on her like it’s my last meal.

There is zero finesse because I’m too desperate to make her come on my tongue and get inside her. I don’t think I’ve ever been this crazed to sink my dick in a woman in my life. She grabs my hair, shamelessly pushing her hips up to grind on my face. I zero in on her clit with my tongue while pushing two fingers inside. She shouts out my name and I feel her clamping on my fingers as a gush of wetness invades my mouth. While she’s still quaking from her orgasm, I quickly rid myself of my sweats and boxers. My dick is so hard it could punch through the window right now and I want inside Sam so badly the thought of her tight pussy almost makes me cum on the spot. I give my cock a hard squeeze to calm it down and not finish in two-seconds, before I pull her towards me and nudge my cock at her slick entrance. She moans in pleasure and uses her heels to pull me closer.

“Stop teasing, Drew. I want you inside me. Please.”

Is there anything more hot than hearing a woman beg for you? I once thought no, but now I have discovered there is something hotter. Having Sam, not just any woman, but Sam, begging for my dick is enough to cause all my rational thought to take a temporary leave of absence. I must get inside this woman before I explode. Her breath is fast as I gently push into her. She’s wet but I’m huge and she’s tiny, I don’t want to hurt her. I ease into her inch by inch until I bottom out and she’s writhing beneath me.

“You feel so tight, baby, I don’t know how long I’m going to last, you okay?”

“S’okay, I already came once. Just start moving, I need you to move. It feels like you’re everywhere right now, like you’ve climbed right inside me.”

She clenches her pussy around my cock and I can’t contain a guttural groan of pleasure. When has sex ever felt this good? I don’t want to be a two-pump chump so I take a few breaths before I slowly start to move. Once I feel I’m not in danger of immediately going to blow my load, I start to pick up the pace and slam into her. My fingers grip onto her hips so hard it’s going to leave bruises as I take her right there in front of the picture window. I feel her pussy spasming again as my name leaves her mouth over and over like a sacred chant and it’s now my life’s mission to hear her say my name like that again.

Leaning over, I and curl one arm around her back and hoist her up to me, she immediately wraps her legs around my waist. I turn, pressing her back into the wall and continue fucking into her as I bury my head in her neck, roaring through the biggest orgasm I’ve ever had in my life. We’re breathless and the only noise is the tick of the clock and our heavy breathing. I walk back over to the widow seat and lower her down, slowly pulling out. It’s only then I realize we just had unprotected sex and I have no idea where her head is for that. My blissed-out state comes crashing down when I realize how careless we both were. But as I watch the cum run down her thigh, the urge to beat my chest over that sight grows and my panic over unprotected sex subsides. She must see all those emotions cross my face because when I look up, she’s smiling at me.

“I feel like we, uh, should have had a conversation about protection before this happened and maybe we weren’t very responsible here.” I run a nervous hand through my hair and rub the back of my neck.

“I’ve never had condom free sex with anyone before, Drew, and I’m on the pill. We should be okay with the timing.”

“You didn’t even ask about me. What if I was a man whore and didn’t wrap it up and I just gave you something? It’s not always a woman’s responsibility, a man needs to be proactive too.”

“Are you a man whore, Drew?” She grins even bigger.

“No, I haven’t had sex with anyone but myself for at least a year.”

She laughs, genuinely laughs and says, “I know I can trust you. I feel it. I don’t know why but you make me feel safe and I can let my defenses down with you. I know you wouldn’t put me in danger. I’m also pretty certain no pregnancy will happen with the timing, so let’s just have this conversation in more detail if we decide to have sex again.”

“Oh, there will be more sex. There’s no way I can walk away now.”

I lean down and kiss her all over. Up her neck, her ears, her eyelids and I stop at her lips, kissing her softly before I rest my forehead against hers again.

“Don’t think I fell for this distraction, Sam. It was a fan-fucking-tastic distraction, but I still haven’t gotten the answer to my question. Tell me who this jackass is that hurt you like this.” The anger is rearing up and I’m clenching my fists again. I should really focus on this amazing woman instead of my anger. Unclenching my fists, I slide my palms up her sides and bury my hands in her hair.

“Hey, do not call him a jackass. That is a blatant disregard to the feelings of my Jack. He’s a great jackass and doesn’t need to be lumped in with that loser.” She rubs our noses together and gives a soft laugh.

Like he can hear us talking, Jack the donkey starts honking and runs out of the barn where we can see him with Fanny following along. He stops and stares hard in the direction of the house like he has some weird sixth sense and then goes back to his donkey ways. I don’t know why Sam chose a damn donkey as her best animal buddy, but he’s just as odd as she is sometimes.

We both have a little chuckle at Jack’s antics, and with sad eyes, she looks at me.

“I’ll tell you his name, but you won’t like it.”

“Of course, I won’t like it, he hurt you. He’s an asshole and a disgrace to all men. What kind of guy does that?”

“You won’t like it because you know him.” She drops her gaze, glancing away from me.

On high alert now, I pinch her chin, forcing her to meet my eyes. “I know him? What the fuck, how do I know him, Sam?”

Then she drops the name that has my world spinning. “It’s Jason Lawless.”

The anger I was feeling earlier comes raging back twice as urgent. He’s the motherfucker who rammed me with a dirty hit and ended my hockey dream.

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