and ached at the thought of it. A deliciously dirty chuckle vibrating over her pussy let her know Sam had discovered just how hot she was about the idea.
Meg rested her weight on one hand, using the other to hold his erect cock and guide it to her mouth. She fought for concentration as Sam nibbled her hard nub, and then swept his tongue between her pussy lips, teasing her pulsing opening before moving back to her clit. She bobbed her head as she took him deeper. Her throat muscles relaxed and she felt him shudder as his pubic hair tickled her nose. He worked up a rhythm with his tongue that teased her swollen nub, and then filled her waiting core.
He was sorely testing her control and she had to fight to keep a steady rhythm as Sam lifted his hips to meet the dipping of her head. His full cock throbbed and she felt his pulse rate rise, matching her own as he drew closer to release.
A ball of fire was growing in her abdomen as his tongue circled her clit, and then plunged deep inside her. She pushed the growing tide back. Not yet. Not yet . Sam hardened in her mouth and she took him as deep as she could. A tsunami of senses overtook her as she finally lost control of her body. Her orgasm exploded as Sam spilled his warm seed down the back of her throat. She ground her pussy against Sam’s face as he tongue fucked her until she couldn’t take anymore. His now flaccid cock slipped from between her lips and she collapsed on top of Sam, gasping for air.
“What’s that?”
Meg lifted her head and looked over her shoulder at Sam. He propped himself up on his elbows. “What?”
A loud tapping caught her attention and she screamed when she saw a face peering in through the window.
Chapter Fourteen
Terrified at the vision outside, Sam sat bolt upright at the same time Meg was scrambling off the bed. She hit the floor head first, letting out a yelp of pain.
“Shit, sorry, baby. Are you okay?”
She sat on the carpet rubbing at her forehead and whimpering.
The tapping started again, and Sam yelled and dragged the bedcovers around his middle, leaving Meg naked and exposed to the two eyes now peering in at them.
“It’s your mother.”
Meg scrambled to her feet, picked her clothes off the floor, and rushed to pull them on. “I know who it is.”
“Do you think she saw us?”
Meg shrugged.
Sam guessed the net curtains went part way toward protecting them from people outside seeing in, but not when the peeping tom had her face pressed to the window. Shit . He had no idea which was worse, being caught by her mother or having their afternoon of pleasure interrupted.
“Yoo-hoo, Meg, let me in. I can see you’re in there.”
She finished putting her sweatshirt on and turned to Sam. “How do I look?”
He couldn’t resist pulling her into his arms and nuzzling her ear. “Like a woman who has just been thoroughly satisfied. Your cheeks are all pink with an after orgasm glow. Do you think she can sense when you’re giving me a blow job?”
Meg’s face flushed and Sam chuckled in response. She tried to shove him away but he tightened his grip, dropping a kiss first on her bruised forehead,and then on her lips. He broke the embrace and gazed at her. She gave the best head of any woman he’d ever dated, but he felt deeply unsatisfied. He’d planned to make love to her at least a couple of times before giving her the show she wanted.
He sighed. “Get rid of her.”
Her mother’s voice rang out. “Maggie Riley, I’m not sure what you’re doing in there, but I don’t think you should be alone in a man’s bedroom. Men are not to be trusted.” A sob ended her statement and Sam watched as Meg rolled her eyes.
Sam dropped his arms and she walked to the door, glancing back at him. “I’ll do my best, but maybe in the meantime you might want to put some pants on. This might take a while.”
*
Meg took a few steadying breaths as she made her way to the kitchen. They should move to an upstairs flat so her
Meg rested her weight on one hand, using the other to hold his erect cock and guide it to her mouth. She fought for concentration as Sam nibbled her hard nub, and then swept his tongue between her pussy lips, teasing her pulsing opening before moving back to her clit. She bobbed her head as she took him deeper. Her throat muscles relaxed and she felt him shudder as his pubic hair tickled her nose. He worked up a rhythm with his tongue that teased her swollen nub, and then filled her waiting core.
He was sorely testing her control and she had to fight to keep a steady rhythm as Sam lifted his hips to meet the dipping of her head. His full cock throbbed and she felt his pulse rate rise, matching her own as he drew closer to release.
A ball of fire was growing in her abdomen as his tongue circled her clit, and then plunged deep inside her. She pushed the growing tide back. Not yet. Not yet . Sam hardened in her mouth and she took him as deep as she could. A tsunami of senses overtook her as she finally lost control of her body. Her orgasm exploded as Sam spilled his warm seed down the back of her throat. She ground her pussy against Sam’s face as he tongue fucked her until she couldn’t take anymore. His now flaccid cock slipped from between her lips and she collapsed on top of Sam, gasping for air.
“What’s that?”
Meg lifted her head and looked over her shoulder at Sam. He propped himself up on his elbows. “What?”
A loud tapping caught her attention and she screamed when she saw a face peering in through the window.
Chapter Fourteen
Terrified at the vision outside, Sam sat bolt upright at the same time Meg was scrambling off the bed. She hit the floor head first, letting out a yelp of pain.
“Shit, sorry, baby. Are you okay?”
She sat on the carpet rubbing at her forehead and whimpering.
The tapping started again, and Sam yelled and dragged the bedcovers around his middle, leaving Meg naked and exposed to the two eyes now peering in at them.
“It’s your mother.”
Meg scrambled to her feet, picked her clothes off the floor, and rushed to pull them on. “I know who it is.”
“Do you think she saw us?”
Meg shrugged.
Sam guessed the net curtains went part way toward protecting them from people outside seeing in, but not when the peeping tom had her face pressed to the window. Shit . He had no idea which was worse, being caught by her mother or having their afternoon of pleasure interrupted.
“Yoo-hoo, Meg, let me in. I can see you’re in there.”
She finished putting her sweatshirt on and turned to Sam. “How do I look?”
He couldn’t resist pulling her into his arms and nuzzling her ear. “Like a woman who has just been thoroughly satisfied. Your cheeks are all pink with an after orgasm glow. Do you think she can sense when you’re giving me a blow job?”
Meg’s face flushed and Sam chuckled in response. She tried to shove him away but he tightened his grip, dropping a kiss first on her bruised forehead,and then on her lips. He broke the embrace and gazed at her. She gave the best head of any woman he’d ever dated, but he felt deeply unsatisfied. He’d planned to make love to her at least a couple of times before giving her the show she wanted.
He sighed. “Get rid of her.”
Her mother’s voice rang out. “Maggie Riley, I’m not sure what you’re doing in there, but I don’t think you should be alone in a man’s bedroom. Men are not to be trusted.” A sob ended her statement and Sam watched as Meg rolled her eyes.
Sam dropped his arms and she walked to the door, glancing back at him. “I’ll do my best, but maybe in the meantime you might want to put some pants on. This might take a while.”
*
Meg took a few steadying breaths as she made her way to the kitchen. They should move to an upstairs flat so her
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