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her hips under him. She kissed his neck, grazing her teeth over his pounding pulse, and bit his shoulder. He tasted so good. She hauled him further into her pussy by linking her feet together behind his back.
She continued to bite him, and he groaned. “I—I can’t hold on…”
“Then don’t. Just…fuck me…already.”
He slammed into her in repeatedly. She whimpered with every drive of his cock into her. Over and over, he thrust and pulled back. She panted and held on for the ride. He groaned, and she moaned with every slap of skin on skin.
“Yes. Just like that. Hard, fast. I love it.” Pleasure blasted through her and traveled through her blood in a fiery rush.
His moves became wilder, his thrusts harsher, faster. With every slide of his cock into her, she saw stars.
“Jesus…” His voice sounded strained.
She lifted off the pillows onto her elbows. She swiped her tongue over his shoulder and licked the salty flesh. His taste calmed a hunger she never knew existed inside her. She inhaled deep, taking in the man, the animal, the instinct to be his. She dropped back onto the pillows. He slipped a hand between their slick bodies and rubbed a finger on her clit.
A swell of intense pleasure rocked her, and air froze in her lungs. She choked out his name as her body shook under him. Her pussy gripped his driving cock. He slowed his thrusts and tensed above her. He dropped his head into her shoulder, growled, and licked at her galloping pulse. His cock jerked inside her, spreading warmth into her and filling her womb with his seed.
She took short gulps of air and tried to get her brain to function, but all her nerve endings were still humming in happiness over what just happened. He landed on the bed beside her and quickly moved her to lie in his arms next to him. Exhaustion she’d been feeling since waking up claimed her. She shut her eyes and couldn’t stop the grin splitting her lips. He’d made her body turn to jelly.
* * *
Sam woke up starving. It had to be pretty late in the day for her to get those types of hunger pangs. Outside the window, the sun was disappearing into the horizon. Eyeing one of Riel’s T-shirts, she threw it on for modesty. The shirt landed mid-thigh and was long enough to cover her girly bits. Who knew if he had company below?
Her hair had fallen out of the ponytail she’d had earlier. She pulled the heavy curls into a knot on top of her head. The urge to see Ry and be near him pushed her to move faster.
Quietly making her way down the stairs, she noticed the large bay windows facing the street. Didn’t the man believe in curtains? Whoever went by would know what was going on inside the house. He stood by the stove wearing only a pair of boxers. He removed vegetables from a wok and placed them on two plates next to two large steaks. Yum. He must have psychic powers because a steak sounded like exactly what she needed. What she wanted, well that was another story.
His gaze jerked toward her. Heat bloomed on her cheeks. Screw it. It didn’t matter that they’d had some amazing sex earlier. She wanted him again. Her body burned for him, and holding back was a struggle, but she managed, if barely. He eyed the T-shirt with so much lust her temperature zoomed to scorching. Her nipples pebbled, and moisture dripped from her slit.
He sniffed and groaned. “Fuck, Sam. You smell delicious. My appetite has shifted to wanting a taste of some honey.”
She had no idea what that meant, but she knew no one else smelled as good as he did. Energized and horny, she rushed over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. Fuck waiting.
His gaze roamed over her face. He was so tall. She had tilt her head back to look up at him. Well over six feet, he made her feel tiny. She raked her nails into his hair, and she pulled him down to her. Their lips met, and fireworks went off in her blood. She rubbed her body over his. Whimpers worked the back of her throat.
He hauled her up
She continued to bite him, and he groaned. “I—I can’t hold on…”
“Then don’t. Just…fuck me…already.”
He slammed into her in repeatedly. She whimpered with every drive of his cock into her. Over and over, he thrust and pulled back. She panted and held on for the ride. He groaned, and she moaned with every slap of skin on skin.
“Yes. Just like that. Hard, fast. I love it.” Pleasure blasted through her and traveled through her blood in a fiery rush.
His moves became wilder, his thrusts harsher, faster. With every slide of his cock into her, she saw stars.
“Jesus…” His voice sounded strained.
She lifted off the pillows onto her elbows. She swiped her tongue over his shoulder and licked the salty flesh. His taste calmed a hunger she never knew existed inside her. She inhaled deep, taking in the man, the animal, the instinct to be his. She dropped back onto the pillows. He slipped a hand between their slick bodies and rubbed a finger on her clit.
A swell of intense pleasure rocked her, and air froze in her lungs. She choked out his name as her body shook under him. Her pussy gripped his driving cock. He slowed his thrusts and tensed above her. He dropped his head into her shoulder, growled, and licked at her galloping pulse. His cock jerked inside her, spreading warmth into her and filling her womb with his seed.
She took short gulps of air and tried to get her brain to function, but all her nerve endings were still humming in happiness over what just happened. He landed on the bed beside her and quickly moved her to lie in his arms next to him. Exhaustion she’d been feeling since waking up claimed her. She shut her eyes and couldn’t stop the grin splitting her lips. He’d made her body turn to jelly.
* * *
Sam woke up starving. It had to be pretty late in the day for her to get those types of hunger pangs. Outside the window, the sun was disappearing into the horizon. Eyeing one of Riel’s T-shirts, she threw it on for modesty. The shirt landed mid-thigh and was long enough to cover her girly bits. Who knew if he had company below?
Her hair had fallen out of the ponytail she’d had earlier. She pulled the heavy curls into a knot on top of her head. The urge to see Ry and be near him pushed her to move faster.
Quietly making her way down the stairs, she noticed the large bay windows facing the street. Didn’t the man believe in curtains? Whoever went by would know what was going on inside the house. He stood by the stove wearing only a pair of boxers. He removed vegetables from a wok and placed them on two plates next to two large steaks. Yum. He must have psychic powers because a steak sounded like exactly what she needed. What she wanted, well that was another story.
His gaze jerked toward her. Heat bloomed on her cheeks. Screw it. It didn’t matter that they’d had some amazing sex earlier. She wanted him again. Her body burned for him, and holding back was a struggle, but she managed, if barely. He eyed the T-shirt with so much lust her temperature zoomed to scorching. Her nipples pebbled, and moisture dripped from her slit.
He sniffed and groaned. “Fuck, Sam. You smell delicious. My appetite has shifted to wanting a taste of some honey.”
She had no idea what that meant, but she knew no one else smelled as good as he did. Energized and horny, she rushed over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. Fuck waiting.
His gaze roamed over her face. He was so tall. She had tilt her head back to look up at him. Well over six feet, he made her feel tiny. She raked her nails into his hair, and she pulled him down to her. Their lips met, and fireworks went off in her blood. She rubbed her body over his. Whimpers worked the back of her throat.
He hauled her up
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