Page 19 of Bastard

Sam’s breath began to quicken which meant she liked it, so I brushed her nipple. She gasped beautifully. I did it again and again, then pinched ever so lightly. Her hips bucked, pressing back against my erection. It sent a sizzle through my whole body.

“Oh I like when you do that.” I pinched her nipple lightly to show how much I appreciated it.

Then I switched sides. The more she moaned the harder I got and the more I wanted her. I pressed up and stepped off the bed where I could stand. “Scooch back for me.”

She wiggled her ass as she moved until her knees were just barely on the mattress. I took the opportunity to massage her beautiful ass. “So gorgeous.” Then I gave it a light smack before running my fingers along her edges, teasing her without quite going all the way there, before I reached down and around, palming her breasts again, this time with both hands at the same time. The weight did things to my brain I’ll never understand.

“Up you go.”

I kept a breast in each hand as I helped her up, still on her knees in front of me. Now I could press my erection between her shoulder blades while cupping her breasts. Our reflection in the window was almost like looking in a mirror thanks to the privacy blinds outside. So Sam got to watch as I played with her. Circling her nipples at first, teasing until her breath became shaking, then running my fingers over her hardening tips until she moaned out my name.

“I love how much you love watching, Sam. It’s fucking hot.”

“You’re hot. What you do to me is hot. How you make me feel is hot.” She whimpered when I pinched her nipples one at a time and then both together.

“Turning you on is hot. Watching the way you transform for me—just me—is what I love most.” There was no club, no FBI, no kidnapping when we were alone together. It was just a man and woman desperate to feel good. Nothing mattered except making Sam come. I rolled her nipple between my fingers. “Is your pussy throbbing?”

She nodded quickly.

“Better catch me up then.”

She spun on her knees, coming to face me, mouth open, hands on my hips. I swore at the first lick down my seam and moaned when she wrapped her lips around me, swirling her tongue and sucking down, then up, then down again. Her cheeks hollowed at the same time my cock zinged from the suction. Then she looked up and I was done for.

“Are you wet and needy for my cock?”

Her words got breathier, higher pitched as I turned her on, so she squeaked out a yes.

“I think I should find out for myself.” I stepped around Sam and laid down in the middle of the bed. “Sit on my face. Facing me, please.”

Her eyes went wild and she scrambled over to straddle my face, sinking down at the command of my hands on her hips. Arousal dripped out of her and I lapped it up, sucking it down my throat. As I licked at her entrance she trembled. When I thrust my tongue inside she cried out, put her fingers through my hair and made a fist with what she could. I lapped at the bundle of nerves inside while rubbing my nose in the bundle outside.

“Oh fuck yes, Jace! Jesus!” She rode me a little then stopped, letting me have control.

As a reward I reached up, blindly finding her breasts at first then opening my eyes so I could take in the sight of Samantha riding my face while I played with her nipples. She looked down, taking in the same sight. Sometimes our gazes collided and exploded, but mostly we watched her body come to orgasm on my tongue. I drank it all up. Every drop. It was mine. I earned it.

And when she was done I put her back on all fours and slammed home.

“Oh fuck!” She cried out, raw from orgasm.

I held us together, my dick buried deep, as her inner muscles trembled and spasmed, stretching to accommodate me. It felt good. Like a massage for my cock.

“I—I’m good now.”

“You sure?” I reached around and found her clit, massaging a circle, then split fingered down the wishbone, touching myself in the process. It was wild how wide she stretched for me, how hard I got for her.

She bowed forward, her hips pressing ever so slightly back. “Oh yes. That feels good.”

Her muscles relaxed, so I kept it up until they spasmed again, then cupped her breasts for good measure, giving her hard nipples a pinch or two before pulling up, taking her hips in my hands, and pumping inside.

The window continued to be our favorite toy. Sam got to see me fucking her from behind, and I got to see her breasts swing with each thrust.

“Yes!” she moaned. “Take me! Fuck me! I love this!”

I kept pounding, the euphoria building, until I came hard while staring at the image of us in the window. Me buried in her pussy, Sam’s breasts swinging, her mouth open in pleasure. I pressed deep inside and froze, then reached around and found her clit again.

“You’re right there. I can feel it. Come on my cock, Sam.”

She moaned as I pressed her clit with my palm and stoked down the wishbone. “So close. So close!”

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