“Tight! Fuck, still so fucking tight.” He says on a groan before I feel him explode in my mouth. The echoes of his roar had me coming on his fingers and tongue, both of us loud and unashamed as we came together.
He wasted no time once he pulled from my mouth as he pushed me to my back and hooked one of my legs over his arm. I place my hand on his chest, stopping him.
“Wait…I don’t want to be that girl that cheats on her boyfriend.”
“Pet, too late.” He says and slips just the tip inside of me, pausing at the feel of our joining.
“Sam…” I pant his name wanting more but hating myself. My hand is still on his chest stopping him while my pussy throbs in need of more.
“Mya, I can’t stop, I will never stop.” My feeble attempt at stopping him was abolished as he slid all the way inside me, cursing as he went.
“Sam…” I breathe his name, taking in the pain his size inflicted, wanting it all over again.
“So tight, Pet.” He says as he cups my face in his hands. He is fully seated inside of me as he looks at me. “I hurt you…Mya…I thought… Micha?”
I shake my head no as tears fill my eyes. “We never, I never…only with you.”
A low growl escapes from deep within him as he moves inside me. “Fuck, that’s fucking perfect, Pet.”
“Stop, Sam… I am cheating on him.”
“You have been cheating on him since the minute I walked out a free man.”
I push against him refusing to accept the truth of his words. I press my hand to his chest until I get his attention as he stops. “Please, Sam… I’m confused.”
He pulls from my body and looks at me like I make no sense. “Confused by what? We are finally on the same fucking page. You are meant to be here, legs around me while I fuck away our pain. Micha has no room here, just us.”
“But he is here. I can’t do this to him.” I say, not even sure what it is we are doing or what I should be doing.
He stands quickly and reaches for his clothes, leaving me naked on the floor as he dresses rapidly.
“Sam.”
He shakes his head and runs his fingers through his hair before looking at me. “This right here, the shit that just went down?” He motions to the counter, the tequila and me naked on the floor. “This was pure. Real shit and whatever fucking hang up you have over it going down this way is dissembling, and I am done waiting for you. You know where I am, I have told you a thousand times, this shit isn’t hard to figure out. Not if you feel what I feel.”
He took his keys and shoes and left me sitting there with my dignity in shambles on my kitchen floor.
