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Chapter Eight

Sam

I sit on my couch for a few hours not thinking of anything but this shit with Mya. By ten pm I am dressed and, on my bike, headed to her house. I brought provisions this time. I will use any means necessary to remind her how deep she is inside of me and I won’t fight fair.

I can’t worry about right or wrong where Micha is concerned. Been together a month, not married and still feeling each other out is not enough to make me stay away.

Fuck, nothing is strong enough.

I get up to her door and knock three times loudly.

I assumed she heard my bike because I saw her blinds move when I arrived. She knows who is at her door.

The minute she opens the door I hold up a bottle ofPatron.

Mya

“Shot for a truth. No more bullshit, because I can’t take it. I can’t, I am going crazy without you.” He says and pushes his way in.

“It isn’t that easy for me.” I watch him, his labored breaths and thinned lips. He is mad at me, hates what I am doing to him, what I can’t stop doing to him.

He pours a shot of Patron and looks at me. “I can’t fucking do this Mya. Me or him?”

What? Is he serious? It isn’t that easy. “Sully…”

He charged me then and pressed me to my counter, our hips touching, and I can feel his breath on my skin. “Call me Sam.”

I can feel his anger, his frustration at this entire shit show we are the stars in. He cups my ass and grinds against me, his erection so hard through his jeans. He licks down my neck and bites my breast gently through my t-shirt and I think I have finally made him snap.

“Sam…” I whisper, my fingers going to his hair, pulling it. It is my first instinct where Sam is concerned.

He lifts the shot and looks at me. “Do you still love me Mya?”

The question takes me off guard almost as strongly as his tone. He sounds destroyed and maybe I need him destroyed so we rebuild together. Maybe I should run far and fast and keep Micha because he could never hurt me like Sam can. It is so unfair for me to know the truth and keep Micha.

I look at Sam, the desperation for an answer is clear in his eyes. “Mya tell me. Please.”

Maybe this was all I needed, the fire the extreme emotions between us but I know here and now that Micha could never be him, nobody can. I nod, biting my lip.

He exhales long and slow and I don’t know if he will except my nod. He looks at the shot in his hand, then me again before slamming it. He drops the shot glass on the floor and lifts me up. My legs go around his hips, my fingers twisting in his hair as he sets me on the counter.

I watch as he steps back and lifts one of my feet then another, placing them on my counter at my hips and spreads my legs. He leans in and sniffs my center, where my black panties cover my slick pussy from him. He slips his fingers under the fabric right at the hole of me and tears them from my body.

“Sam, wait.” I say, but the words are lost when I feel his tongue on the wet lips of my pussy.

He looks up at me and the wetness on his beard is from me, from one swipe of his mouth and it is the proof of what he does to me. “You still love me, that means nothing else matters here. I wont fuck you until you want me to, but I will taste you, fucking need to taste you, Pet.” He bends his head and goes at me again. His moans overlap my own and it’s a crescendo of need here in my kitchen.

His hands go to my hips where he pulls me closer to his mouth as he works me. I feel my orgasm rising and know I can’t hold back much longer. “I want to feel you too, Sam.”

“Come here.” He says as he stands and works his belt and jeans until he can get his enormous cock out. “Kneel and suck me, butterfly.”

I slip off the counter and go to my knees, taking all of him in as deep as I can. “Fuck, pet it’s been too long.” He says and pulls his cock from my mouth.

I reach for his arm and pull him to the floor with me. “Let me make you come again, again and again.”

My words must have reignited his fire because he pulled me to his cock by my neck. “Open your legs, Pet. Let me finger you while I come.”

I turn until I am on my side with my head by his cock. He spreads my legs over his face and pulls me until I take his cock into my mouth. We had never done it this way before, but I love being able to fuck his mouth while he fucks mine.