Page 94 of Surprised By Love

I give her what she needs and take the tight little nub into my mouth and suck hard as I push my fingers in deep, curling them to hit just the right spot.

Sam explodes, and she screams out my name. My name has never sounded so good. I continue to lick and suck as her orgasm subsides.

Once her breathing has evened out, I lower her legs from my shoulders and crawl up the bed, hovering over her. I ask, knowing the answer. “Good?”

“So good,” she responds, her voice barely a whisper.

I grab her by the waist and she giggles as I shift us around, so she’s straddling me.

She takes me in her hand and smiles when she feels how hard I’m for her.

“I can’t help what you do to me, sweetheart,” I say, lacing my fingers behind my head, letting her take control. It’s something I don’t do often, but I love the look on Sam’s face when she thinks she’s in charge.

She slowly lowers herself onto me. Letting out a groan as my eyes roll back, feeling her hot, wet heat surrounding me. I can feel every bit of her like this, every pulse, every twitch.

It’s been over four years since I had sex without a condom, and hell, if it isn’t the best feeling in the world. Since the time in the kitchen without a condom, I can’t get enough.

I can’t get enough of Sam.

I want this woman every goddamn day. We can’t obviously with work and kids and the holidays coming, but damn if I don’t want to. As I fill her to the hilt, I can feel her stretching to accommodate me.

I watch as I disappear inside her. I was wrong. This has to be the hottest thing ever.

I look up to see her biting her lower lip. “You okay, baby?”

“Yes,” she moans. I take her hand and bring her down on me, chest to chest. Our lips meet and I lose myself in her, rocking our hips in unison.

With the tension building, she places her hands on my chest and pushes herself up. She tightens her thighs as she lifts herself up and down and I let her set the pace.

I cup her gorgeous breasts and lean forward, taking a hardened nipple into my mouth.

Her pace quickens, and I grab her hips, digging my fingers into her flesh. Her breathing is erratic and I can tell she’s close. I lower a hand between us and circle her clit while she moans and groans and cries out my name. It’s music to my ears, knowing I make her feel this way.

My need to be deeper takes over, so I toss her onto her back and raise her legs over my shoulders. I plunge in as far as I can and try my damnedest to hold back. I want her to come again before I let myself go.

She lets out a stream of ‘yeses’ as I pound into her over and over. I grab a hold of the headboard to give myself more leverage.

Her hands reach down and squeeze my ass, her nails digging into me and I love this animalistic side of her I never saw coming.

Her walls clench around me and I grunt a yes as her inner muscles pulse around me. I slow down as she comes.

“No,” she shouts, between moans. “Please don’t stop. I need more.”

Not one to disappoint, I pick up the pace. She feels so fucking good. I give her more, not sure how much longer I can hold out. “Yes, Josh. Yes,” she screams, as I feel her tighten around me. Damn, did she come again? Fuck yes!

Just the thought had the tension in my groin building, the muscles in my thighs tightening. The heat and pressure are almost too much to bear.

I let out a primal growl and drive into her once more than I let go, coming so deep inside her. I swear I almost blackout, but I push in and out as my cock throbs, the hot, wet stream being ripped from me by her muscles clenching so tight around me.

I look down at Sam, her face flush, her breathing rapid. I brush off the hair stuck to her forehead as I watch her. Her eyes are closed and her cheeks are flushed and she is the most gorgeous woman ever.

She opens her eyes and grins. “That was incredible.”

I slowly pull out and ease her legs off my shoulders and lower them to the bed. I lie down beside her and she turns to me. Wrapping my arms around her, I pull her close. “Yes. It was.” I lean in and kiss her soft lips, our chests rising and falling in unison.

We lay there with our eyes locked on each other. My fingers run lazy circles along her hip.

One of her hands is against my chest, the other on my waist, and I feel content. I haven’t felt like this in so long, and for the first time, I’m not afraid of feeling something for a woman.

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