“No.” He shook his head. “I want you too much. I don’t think I can—”
“Hush,” she told him. “Just a little taste. Turnabout is fair play, right?”
His Adam’s apple bobbed in his throat. She could tell by the way his jaw tightened that he wanted to argue. But in typical Sam fashion, he acquiesced toherwants with a sharp, downward jerk of his chin.
Finding a place between his legs, she marveled at his big body stretched out before her like a smorgasbord of tan skin, hard muscles, and delicious man-hair. His dick was so engorged it arced off his body, holding itself aloft. And her fingers strained to circle his base when she took him in hand.
She could feel the heavy beat of his pulse in the large, ropey veins that throbbed against her fingertips. And she watched, mesmerized, as a drop of silky precum oozed from the slit at his tip.
All she could think as she angled him toward her mouth was…man.Big, beautiful man who made the woman in her melt.
Literally.A new rush of warmth bathed her sex.
He’d propped pillows behind his head so he could watch her. So, with a seductive smile, she held his gaze and slowly flicked out her tongue to taste him.
His hips flexed. A harsh hiss seeped from between his clamped jaw. And his eyes were superglued to her mouth. “Fuck me, Hannah.”
“Soon,” she promised. Then she swallowed his swollen head.
He wassalty and sweet. And she quickly learned his contours with her tongue. Followed his straining veins as she sucked him deeper, deeper, deeper still.
By the time his plump crown bumped against the back of her throat, she was wet and ready andeagerto get him inside her. To feel all that hard, hot flesh filling her up, stretching her out,completingher.
“Holy fuck, Hannah.” His eyes were half-lidded as he watched. “I don’t think I can stand much more.”
“Mmm,” she hummed and his eyes crossed. Literallycrossed.
She might’ve smiled her victory, but her mouth was stretched too far around him. All she could do was reverse her caress, taking care to massage every inch of him before finally allowing his fat head to pull free of her suckling lips.
“Condom?” she asked breathlessly.
He broke the land speed record for fishing a condom from his nightstand. A split second later, he ripped open the foil package and rolled on the latex, grunting when the rubber ring squeezed tight around his base.
She might’ve taken her time kissing her way up his body, tonguing his navel and sucking the flat, brown discs of his nipples, but he hooked his hands under her arms and yanked her up beside him.
So eager, she thought, secretly delighted.
When he would’ve climbed on top of her, trepidation had her pressing a palm to his chest. “Can I be on top? You’re rather…um…girthy. I’d like to be able to control the—”
Again, his Adam’s apple bobbed. But he quickly nodded and rolled onto his back.
“Can’t promise how long I’ll last if I’m not in control,” he whispered honestly. “I’m so hot for you, Hannah.”
“Doesn’t matter,” she assured him, straddling his hips and spreading her thighs wide. “I’ve already had two. I think it’s time you had one."
Grabbing his thick base, she angled him toward her entrance. His dick pulsed and strained against her hand, and she could tell by the way his long fingers fisted into the coverlet that it was taking everything he had not to thrust. Not to bury himself deep.
She took pity on him and didn’t torment or tease. Instead, she immediately adjusted herself so she was directly over him. And then she lowered herself slightly so she could drag his plum-shaped head through her juices.
They hissed in unison at that first intimate contact. And then they moaned when she positioned his crown at her opening and sank onto him that first fraction of an inch.
“Slow, sweetheart.” His hands gripped her hips. She could feel the indents of all ten of his fingertips pressing into her flesh. “Go slow.” When she sank down another half inch, then another, he grunted. “Thatta girl. Just like that.”
She had a praise kink. Or maybe she just had aSamkink. Because hearing him saythatta girlwas nearly enough to have her teetering on the edge.Again.
A hot flush stained his cheeks. A muscle worked in his jaw and made his beard twitch. And a glistening bead of sweat formed at his temple to trickle down and dampen his dark hair as she took him deeper. Deeper. Deeper still.
A flash of fear arced through her when she thought she wouldn’t be able to take all of him. When she thought there was too much and she was too shallow. But the curves of her butt hit the top of his thighs at the same time his swollen head bumped into her cervix.
