I lay us down, and we go straight into it. Lips, hands, pumping, moaning, and groaning.
It feels like we are back in the hotel in the storm, and we have not lost a beat. I next do what I’ve wanted to do since the day she arrived at the chateau. To claim her, to mark her, and make her mine.
Again.
As I rock into her, it feels good. So good, it worries me. Denying myself for so, so long had been hell. Now, it is time… for heaven.
That means worshipping her. And doing one other thing.Making her come.
28
SAMANTHA
We awake spooning, and it’s like the night after we met. At the hotel, after the sex marathon. Harry is hard again, and it’s just what I want and what I need.
It doesn’t take long because I adjust us and slide him from behind my butt to between my thighs. He stirs some as I hold his head against my hungry clit.
Kissing the back of my neck, he starts to slowly rock.
The brushing against my clit is spectacular, and in minutes, I am gasping. The idea of him fucking my clit is electric and perfect.
I adjust exactly how I need it, panting hard. I then hear, “Knees, now.” I do as he commands, and he lifts my butt up to help. I need him deep inside, and I am dripping wet.
Harry kisses my shoulder, and then I feel his hands tidy up my hair. I know he is not going to plait it, and I suspect it’s going to be used.
“Good morning?” he says, husky and deep.
“Hey,” I say, not completely focused.
I turn back, and he holds my jaw. We then kiss. He plunders my mouth with his tongue, and it’s almost too much.
I feel his hard cock against my butt and anus, and I feel him pull softly on my hair.
“Inside, now,” I purr-demand.
Harry lets my chin go and he straightens up. He then slides two fingers in deep. As I moan, he circles my clit with his expert fingers.
It’s almost too much, and I need his thick cock inside me. All of it. “Fuck now,” I plead.
Harry’s expert fingers and hair-pulling is almost too much. As I feel his hard cock against my butt, I can’t take it anymore.
“Fuck. Fuck me.”
Harry takes his hard cock and lines it perfectly up. He then rests a hand on my shoulder, and his other pulls me by my hair.
He then pulls me back. Back onto his long, thick cock.
“Oohhhhhhhhh,” I moan, unable to breathe and stop myself.
“That’s it, baby, that’s it.”
He pulls harder, and then he helps me out by driving in deep. My pussy is spread wide again, and I am full. Every inch of me.
The hand around my hair holds firm, but his other hand is wet and holds me around my folds and butt.
As he claims me, the sun rises, and it rises like a ball of fire. It does not take me long, and I come intensely.
Our mouths find each other, and Harry holds my jaw as our tongues explore our mouths.
