My body melts into his as he softly nips my ear and trails kisses along my neck. I shiver from the contact, my stomach tightens, and my core heats.
Sam’s hands are still pinning me to the door.
I should stop this. But it feels so good.
Feels… right.
I’ve thought about his mouth on me more times than I’d like to admit.
I can’t think straight, but my mind quickly stops arguing with me when he moves down further and trails kisses along my throat, down to my collarbone.
Sam grabs my hips with both hands and lifts me. I wrap my legs around him and grip his shoulders. His mouth is back on mine.
I want him. “Sam, please,” I gasp in between breaths.
He grabs the hem of the oversized T-shirt I slept in and pauses, looking at me. I nod, and that's all the confirmation Sam needs. He pulls my T-shirt up just enough to give him access and pushes my panties to the side.
He pushes one finger inside me, and I moan at the contact. His other hand is still holding me up against the door.
“Fuck, you're soaked for me,” Sam growls as he continues placing kisses along my neck.
I start to protest when he removes his fingers. He gives me a delicious wink as he lines up his length with my entrance. I didn’t even realize he had unzipped his pants.
He pauses again, giving me time to say no. When I raise my eyebrow in challenge, he slowly pushes his cock into me, and my legs tighten slightly around him. Sam feels incredible inside me.
“Please, Sam,” I beg. He’s moving too slowly.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he whispers, like it’s taking all his strength not to slam into me.
I look up at him and hiss, “This isn’t my first time. I’m not going to break.”
At that, Sam grabs my hips with both of his hands and pushes the rest of the way into me. I gasp and dig my fingers into his shoulders.
He pulls out almost all the way and slams back into me.
An embarrassingly loud moan escapes my lips. “That better, Kitty Kat?” Sam chuckles.
“Yes. God, yes. Please don’t stop, Sam.” I’m barely able to form words as he continues to move inside of me.
“You don’t have to beg me. Touch yourself, Kitty Kat.” Sam’s tone is desperate. A plea. His mouth is on mine again as he continues to drive into me, my back hitting against the door as he moves.
I do as he demands, my fingers go straight to my clit, and I begin to rub in circles. The tension inside of me builds until I’m panting. I’m so close.
God, he feels so amazing.
I jolt awake.
“Fuuuuck.” I groan into my pillow.
***
Slowly, I get out of bed and head to the shower to get ready for the day. I can’t stop thinking about that dream.
I can’t stop thinking about Sam. About how much my body wishes that dream were reality. By the time I calm myself down, the water is starting to turn cold.Oops. Hopefully, no one else needed to shower.
Once I’m back in my bedroom, I get dressed in leggings, an old AC/DC shirt, and sandals.
Before I leave, I feel my phone buzz in my pocket.Shit, I meant to call Liv last night.
