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back.” He shifted to her right, moving his weight off. He leaned on his elbow. “It gives me access to everything.”
    He skimmed his fingertips over her cheek. He continued down her neck to her right breast. He groaned and clasped it, squeezing. She responded with the same noise, pressing up into his touch. His thumb and first finger pinched her nipple. She gasped and thrust up.
    “Like that, do you?” He leaned over and soothed her with his lips. “When my brother finds out you like the edge of pain, he’ll have you obeying him like…” He pressed tender kisses in a circle over her breast.
    “I’m not going to obey Max.” She ground the words out. “He’s the type of man who—”
    “Shh,” he whispered. “Forget about my brothers. Just relax.”
    Sophie opened her mouth to ask if she’d heard him say brothers, as in more than one. But Sam shifted again. He cradled her face and kissed her.
    She thought she’d discovered how wonderful a kiss could be. This was far more.
    Sam boldly plunged into her mouth then immediately retreated. He waited, that boyish grin looking down at her.
    “I sure love that mouth of yours. Do you want more, pretty lady? I don’t want to scare you off.”
    “Scare me off, with a kiss?”
    The boyish look changed into that of a determined man so fast that she barely had time to inhale before he took over her world. He was both tender and forceful, plunging deep in a tangle of tongues and then retreating to skim his lips along her neck. Again he kissed her, deep and long this time. She returned it with equal vigor, demanding that he satisfy her.
    “If I don’t get inside you soon, I am going to embarrass myself,” he said.
    He had to pant the words between breaths. Her chest heaved as much as his. She trailed her hand down his chest to his nipple. She pinched it. His eyes widened, he choked, and then his eyes seemed to double in size.
    “It’s like that is it?”
    She didn’t know quite what he meant, but she wanted it anyway. She nodded.
    “Well then, Mrs. McLeod,” he drawled, “I shore hope you kin take what I’m about to dish out.”
    The eager, exuberant boy had returned. But he was a boy with a man’s knowledge of women. One skim of his callused hand over her aching nipples, pressing down just enough, and she was lost. His hand continued down her soft belly to her curls. A raised eyebrow gave an order she obeyed, opening her legs for him. His fingers toyed with her, tightening the tension that had her tingling all over.
    “My cock is going to enjoy sliding into this hot pussy,” he said. “Tell me if I need to slow down and give you time.”
    “You can do that? I mean, put off your need to meet mine?”
    He closed his eyes in an all-over wince, then shot them open. Twin flares of green lit up her life. “I can do it if I have to, because you’re worth it. But I sure hope that your orgasm has prepared you so that I fit pretty dang quickly.”
    He kissed her nose and moved to his knees. He took her hand and placed it on his cock. It was long enough that she’d need both hands to cover it. He was thick as well. She could almost close her fingers around him, but not quite. She thought she was hot, but his velvety steel burned her palm.
    “You ready, ma’am?”
    He spoke as if asking if she needed a hand to step into a wagon. She knew not to laugh at a man while holding his most precious part in her hand, but she couldn’t help the smile.
    “Yes please.”
    He closed his eyes for a quick moment. “Thank the Lord,” he murmured. Then they shot open and the eager young man was back. “Put me in you,” he said.
    It took some maneuvering and she had to let go of him for a moment, but soon she had her legs spread wide as she guided him. The tip of his cock nudged her vulva, and then he was sliding in.
    Twin groans filled the room. It felt so good to have his cock easily glide into her.
    “Oh, I like that,” she said encouragingly.
    Arms straight, chest high