I watch as he takes his cock in his hand and lines it up with my entrance. “Are you sure?”
My answer comes immediately as I flash him a seductive grin. “Absolutely.”
He smiles, and slowly, he enters me. He closes his eyes and doesn’t move as I watch him breathe in and out.
“Sam?” Concern laces my tone, and he looks at me, his eyes blinking.
“You feel… amazing. I just, fuck, I need a moment.”
I reach up and run my palm along his cheek, and he starts slowly thrusting inside of me; his pelvic bone hits my clit as he moves.
“You are so wet. Is all of this for me?” He kisses my collarbone.
I nod eagerly, “Yes,” I pant. “All for you.” I run my hands slowly up and down his back, and have to remind myself not to dig my nails in.
I expect Sam to set a hard and fast pace, but I’m not disappointed when he takes his time, slowly moving in and out as I meet him thrust for thrust.
A soft moan slips from him. “God, you feel—”
“I feel what? Tell me how I feel,” I whisper the words as I kiss his collarbone.
“You’re pussy is clenching me so tight. I don’t know how I’ve gone this long without being inside of you.” I feel the heat rising to my cheeks as I take in his words. “You take me so well, Kitty Kat.”
My core continues to tighten, and I dig my nails into his back.
He chuckles lightly. “Eager little thing, aren’t you?”
“Stop teasing me, Sam.” My tone is scolding.
“Never,” he whispers in my ear as his hand explores the curves of my hip, my stomach, until he reaches my breast. His other hand still holds his body up to give me enough room to breathe under him.
He trails kisses along my jawline, nipping at my earlobe before kissing my neck. He takes one nipple into his mouth and begins sucking and gently biting.
My fingers claw into his back again as I feel my body start to tense under the impending orgasm. He speeds his pace, which I match.
“Come for me,” he whispers into my ear as my body tenses. He continues thrusting in and out of me as my climax crests, my pussy clenching around his cock. He kisses me, swallowing my moans.
Once my body starts to come down, Sam lifts my legs, wrapping them around his waist; he grips my hips with both hands as he deepens his thrusts. He continues moving in and out a few more times until he finds his own release, causing me to crest again. He groans as his cock twitches inside of me.
Slowly, he pulls out of me, and I groan at the loss of him. He lies next to me and pulls me into him, wrapping his arms around me. We lay like this, wrapped in each other's arms, catching our breath.
Too soon, Sam gets up and walks into the bathroom, returning with a warm, wet cloth. His gentleness as he cleans me up, placing soft kisses on the inside of my thighs, causes my core to heatagain.
“Wait, what do you mean you’re moving to Charleston?” Sam is making blueberry waffles as I sit at the bar top in his kitchen, sipping on the perfect cup of coffee.
I stare at the muscles on his bare back as he cooks. They ripple as he moves, highlighting the scratches I left on him last night. I wince a little at the red marks; my mind drifts to the way his body molded to mine in such a perfect way. Heat pools in my core at the thought.
“I mean, I’m done. I can’t do this anymore.” His words pull me from my overheated trance. “These guys are making my life increasingly miserable by the day. So, I’m doing it. I’m moving back to Charleston and starting my own architecture firm.”
Standing up, I walk over to Sam and start planting soft kisses on the scratches along his back. A shiver runs down his spine at my touch. “Sam, that’s great! I’m so proud of you! So, when is the big move?”
He turns around and pulls me into him, his strong arms wrapping around me. “My lease is up at the end of March.”
“Wow! That’s so soon. Are you going to stay with your dad while you find a place out there?”
Sam kisses the top of my head, my cheek, and finally, my lips. I lean into him and groan into his mouth when his hands work their way down my back and to my hips. He squeezes gently before stepping back slightly. He glances over his shoulder at the waffle maker.
“My dad’s insisting that I stay with him. He begged me to move home and never leave again,” he chuckles.I love that sound.
