“Yes.” She whispered. Breaking eye contact, she found a spot on his chest that was of interest. Using his forefinger, he placed it under her chin, lifting it, so she was forced to return eye contact.
“Then tell me. I’m very eager to get back to what I was doing.”
Hannah’s mind raced. She had never said, the word ‘pussy’ in her life.
Even repeating the word in her head was clashing with her sensibilities. She grasped her imaginary pearls. It didn’t mean she didn’t want him to do what he just said. “Can you make me come?”
Samuel, darned him, he was really going to make her say it. “How?”
“Eat me.” She whispered.
“Where?” The shock of his question had her eyes bulging. “What do you want me to eat? Mm.”What was he referring to?“Your ass?”
“You’d do that?” Then she covered her mouth in shock. Why had that been the question instead of the revulsion she thought she should feel?
“Yes. To be clear. You are mine and I will have you in whatever way we consent to. But we are getting off topic. I’m starving. What would you like me to eat?
“My pussy.” It wasn’t quite a whisper, but it was close.
“Now, was that so hard?” He gave her a kiss that set her blood boiling. She felt delirious with need for him. His kisses migrated as he worked his way down her body. Alternating between pecks, suckling, and even a few nips. A moan of frustration escaped her.
“Be patient.” He instructed as he kissed her hip. “I’m getting there.”
Hannah breathed a sigh of relief until he skipped her mound. Lifting her leg, he kissed her ankle, then pecked his way up her inner calf. His actions were slow bordering on torture, but the anticipation he was building wasn’t like anything else she had ever felt before. She desperately wanted to feel his tongue. After he took a long pause when she complained she didn’t say a word. Not that she was quiet. Her needy moans filled the air. When Samuel finally reached her apex, he groaned.
“Hello, Beauty,” he greeted.Who was he speaking to?The moment his tongue swiped between her folds all coherent thoughts left her. Not only was he talented with his tongue, but he seemed to know exactly what to do to optimize her pleasure. Hannah had never been so vocal. Moaning, she gave him encouragement. “Please don’t stop.” The heat blossoming in her stomach was foreign. It expanded with every flick of his tongue. The warmth invaded her core as he suckled her bundle of nerves into his mouth. Her heartbeat thundered in her ear.
“So close,” she panted. Samuel hummed, and the vibration caused beautiful chaos. The heat blazed like an inferno while her body jackknifed off the bed. Her vision turned black, as she sang his name. “Han-uel.”
With a parting kiss to her pearl, he positioned himself between her thighs. Her eyes opened slowly as she felt him at her entrance. “There she is,” he smiled. He pushed forward, stretching her. The sensation had her walls pulsing as he slid inside her core. “Mine,” he groaned. She felt the word take possession of her body. Claim the part of her that had always belonged to this man.
Samuel’s eyes closed shut as he stroked inside her. Goodness, she was so full. Her body was alive with their connection. She moaned softly, her body responding to his every movement. As their bodies moved in sync, every touch sent electric currents through her veins, causing her heart to race and her skin to tingle with anticipation. Hannah could feel the heat radiating from his skin.
Hannah needed to feel closer to him, so she sank her teeth into his shoulder. He gasped in surprise and pulled away. He looked at her, his eyes wide. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest. It was then she realised the control Samuel had been exhibiting. Her bite caused it to snap. He thrust inside her wildly, leaving her momentarily breathless. Who cared? She would gladly trade it for the sensation of them being one.
Hannah could feel the heat spreading through her body, igniting every nerve ending. Her body responded eagerly to his movements, a mix of pleasure and desire coursing through her veins. Every thrust sent shivers down her spine, intensifying the heat between them. She surrendered herself completely to the ecstasy, lost in the overwhelming sensations. Her moans of delight filling the room as their connection deepened with each thrust.
Their bodies were making music as they joined together. Their lust was the sweetest symphony she ever heard. The sounds of their desire awakened a primal yearning within her, igniting a fiery passion that consumed her every thought. “That’s it Jagiya. Show me you want me as much as I want you.” Samuel growled. Then he nipped at her earlobe, sending her soaring off the cliff into ecstasy. Her body tingled with electric pulses as her walls clamped around his length. He let out a low growl of pleasure. Her core was filled with hot lava as he slammed into her. “Mine,” he sighed.
After that, exhaustion had claimed her. Samuel encouraged her to go back to sleep as he wiped up their mixed essence. He wasn’t beside her or even in the bed as she came awake and sat up. Reaching for her phone, she screeched when she saw the time. It was almost ten-thirty. She jumped out of bed. Her body didn’t like that one bit. Her core was sore, and it ached when she moved. However, she needed to use the facilities. She left her phone on the bathroom counter.
After she relieved herself, she brushed her teeth. She picked up her phone. There were six missed calls from her sister.
“Anna,” her sister greeted. “Thank goodness. I thought you were never going to speak to me again.”
“Lisabeth, you are entirely too dramatic. I was sleeping.”
“You were sleeping. Wait, what time is it? Ten-thirty. Do tell why you needed to sleep in?”
Hannah made a non-committal sound. Lisabeth let out a boisterous laugh.
“You called.” Ignoring her sister’s antics.
“Momma said you got married.” Lisabeth stated although it was clear she was fishing for more information.
“I did.”
“And you are…” Hannah could picture her sister shrugging as she tried to pry the 411 from her.
