Authors: Lynn Hunter
“Pink, of course. Starting to become my favorite color.” He
murmured. He grasped her ankles and planted her feet on the edge of the bed.
Putting his big hands on her knees and gently pushed them apart. “Show me how a
sweet girl like you touches herself.” His voice grew husky.
Lily whimpered and tried to close her thighs. “Sam-”
Sam tightened his hands on her knees and shoved her legs
wider. “You're so sexy Lily. It's driving me crazy.” He growled. “Show me.”
Should she? She wanted to please him but that
seemed...wicked. Unable to hold eye contact with him, she dropped her gaze to
his chest and slowly lowered her hand between her thighs. Lily gently ran her
fingertips over the damp fabric of her panties.
“Yeah.” He rumbled.
Her eyes drifted closed as she added a little more pressure
and rubbed a circle around her aching clit. A sigh left her lips.
That feels
so good.
Hard fingers trailed between her breasts and the cups of her fell
then cool air washed over her tight nipples.
“Beautiful,” Sam whispered.
Pressure built under her fingers and she started rubbing
faster.
“Is that how a good girl rubs her pussy? Over her panties?
She slowly opened her eyes to gaze at his face. His burning
eyes made her feel bold and she slipped her other hand between her thighs and
pulled the fabric aside. She brushed two fingers over her tender, wet folds
searching out the little bud. “Oh!” Flutters started in her belly and her toes
curled on the bed.
“That's it, baby. Don't stop.” Sam opened his jeans and
freed his cock.
Her chest constricted at the size and thickness, but she
couldn't stop herself from rubbing back and forth over her clit creating zaps
of pleasure that made her thighs jerk.
“Does that feel good, Lily?”
She hardly recognized his voice. It was so deep and almost
sounded angry. She couldn't pull her gaze away from his massive hand that
wrapped around his length and started pumping.
Lily fingers started rubbing faster and her legs fell open.
“Ah!” She cried. With her other hand she lightly touched the seam of her sex
needing to be filled, she felt so empty. She moaned in frustration.
“You need some help there, baby?” He grabbed the waistband
of her panties and her legs snapped together and he pulled them off and tossed
them aside. Just as quickly he shoved her thighs wide and dropped to his
knees. “Mmm.” He groaned and she felt his warm breath on her exposed center.
Sam's strong tongue lashed out several times before he used his thumbs to
spread her open and suck her clit between his lips.
“Ah! Ah!.” Pressure built inside of her and she writhed on
the bed. He slowly inserted a long, thick finger inside her entrance and
thrust three times before curling and rubbing the front wall of her channel.
Her muscles immediately clamped down.
Yes! Yes!
His tongue fluttered
around the little bundle of nerves creating mind-blowing pleasure. She grabbed
two handfuls of his hair and his free hand bit hard into the flesh of her
bottom. The sting turned into intense pleasure and she came with a keening cry.
While she tried to catch her breath, she felt his crisp
beard graze the inside of her thighs. She wanted to curl up on her side and
sleep, her body felt completely drained and sated.
“Are you on birth control?” He demanded in an impatient
voice.
“Huh?”
“Birth control? Are you on it?” He barked.
She blinked trying to get her fuzzy brain to focus on his words.
“No. I'm not.”
His gaze roamed her body. Streaks of red darkened his
cheekbones and his nostrils flared. He started stroking his thick arousal.
Lily felt a jolt of uneasiness from the hungry and
possessive way he stared at her. He snagged his jeans and dug around before
dropping them back on the floor. His abrupt, jerky movements started to make
her feel apprehensive. She scooted a few inches away and he pinned her with a
savage look.
“Don't move.” He ripped the foil package of the condom open
with his teeth without taking his eyes off her. He rolled it down his angry
looking arousal with a slowness that made her nerves jangle.
“Put your head on the pillow.”
“Sam-”
“Don't Lily. Not right now. Just do it.” He said through
clenched teeth.
She quickly obeyed and he descended on her like a predator
stalking prey. Was angry with her? He seemed to have a single-minded mission,
and nothing was going to get in his way.
“Don't make me stop. I don't know if I can.” His harsh
words made her heart slam and her belly tighten.
His body came down over her and the brush of his chest hair
against her breasts made her whimper. His mouth took hers in a dominating kiss
that sucked the air from her lungs. The taste of herself on his tongue was so
erotic she opened her mouth for more and he readily accommodated her with a
growl of approval. After a few moments, she had to twist her head to the side
to breathe.
“Open your legs wide, baby, I can't wait anymore.”
When she didn't move fast enough, he wedged his torso
between her legs. Levering himself on one elbow, he reached between their
bodies to guide his swollen cock to her entrance making her tensed up.
“Relax.” He peppered kisses on the side of her neck and he
rubbed the thick head against her then eased the fat tip inside. Her tight
opening protested immediately.
“Ow! No, no! It hurts!” He legs instinctively tried to
close tight but were held open by his big body. His arms came around her and
held her close.
“It's okay, baby. You can take it. Just relax.” He moved
his hand and his thumb brushed back and forth over her clit. She brought her
knees up higher and he slid in a little deeper. She moaned and grabbed his
hard shoulders. Bringing his face close, he brushed soft kisses on her lips,
continuing to stimulate her clit and soon he was halfway in.
“That's it, baby.” He pulled out until just the tip was lodged inside then he
pushed back in.
“Oh!” She threw her head back and her nails scored his
shoulder.
“Does it feel good?”
“Yes!” She cried, loving the way he filled her.
He pulled back again and then pushed until their bodies were
pressed tightly together. He punished her mouth with another violent kiss then
he started moving inside her slowly at first then before long he set a brutal
rhythm.
“You're so fuckin' tight. Feels so good.” His speech was
stilted and harsh. She felt the tension in his muscles and knew it wouldn't be
long. Her belly fluttered she tilted her hips to take more of his thrusts.
Her moans filled the room.
Almost there, just a little
more.
“That's it, baby.” He lifted one of her legs over his arm
and started slamming into her, then slid a hand under her bottom and squeezed
her flesh.
Oh, it felt so good.
She moaned and her limbs
convulsed around him then an orgasm ripped through her body.
“Yeah, that's what I want.” He grabbed her thighs and
pushed both her legs to her chest then pounded into her relentlessly. With one
last groan, he slammed deep and she felt his cock jerk deep inside her.
After a few moments, he released her legs from his tight
grip and collapsed on top of her. Aftershocks of pleasure rippled through her
body every time he took a breath.
“Damn,” Sam whispered after he caught his breath. His arms
tightened around her and he raised his head and searched her face. “Did I hurt
you?”
Lily ran her hands over his sweat-slicked back placing
tender kisses on his shoulder. “No. I had no idea it could be like that.”
“I didn't either. It's never been this good before.” His
darkened blue eyes filled a tenderness that warmed her heart. She brought her
fingers to his face and stroked his jaw, his beard tickling her palm. Slipping
her hand to the back of his head she tugged until his lips came down to hers so
she could give him a light kiss.
“Thank you for making this so wonderful, Sam.” With another
soft kiss on his lips, her limbs slowly slipped from around him. She was
having trouble holding her eyes open. He pulled every ounce of energy from her
body and replaced it with a languid feeling that was like floating on a cloud.
“I'll be right back, baby.” He pulled from her body causing
her to whimper and him to groan. With a kiss on her forehead, he left the
bed. She rolled to the side and caught a glimpse of his firm backside before
she fell asleep.
C
HAPTER
11.
Sam pulled off the torn condom and flushed it down the
toilet. He wasn't surprised it ripped, he was too rough with her. Hopefully,
she was telling the truth when she said he hadn't hurt her.
Bracing his arms of the sink, he closed his eyes and took a
deep breath. He could still feel her limbs wrapped around him, holding him
tight and the sweet way she kissed him after he pleasured her. Nothing ever
felt so right. Sam knew he went too far with the things he said and did to her
at times, but he couldn't bring himself to hold back. She was his now and he
would do whatever he had to do to keep her. His conscience reminded him he had
to tell her about the house. Maybe now she would realize they belonged
together and should be happy it was him that bought the house.
After washing up, Sam took a warm wash cloth to the bedroom
to tend to Lily. His heart skipped in his chest when he approached the bed.
She was lying on her side curled into a ball, out cold. He set the cloth aside
deciding it could wait. He liked the idea of her sleeping with a part of him
inside her. He straightened the blanket that they made a mess of before
getting into bed and pulling her close. He wrapped his arm around her and palmed
a silky breast. The feel of her soft bottom against his groin made him grow
hard and he nestled his dick in the cleft of her soft ass and fell asleep
thinking everything was finally going to work out.
When Sam woke, it was still dark in the room and his arms
were empty. He searched the bed and even under the covers for Lily but she was
gone. He sat up and look around the room. Where the hell did she go? Getting
out of bed he pulled on his boxers and jeans and went to find her. As he
approached the stairs, he smelled cinnamon and coffee. Was she cooking at this
hour? Maybe he could get her back in bed before the sun came up. If she was
having trouble sleeping, he could wear her out and she'd sleep like a baby.
Warming to the idea he descended the stairs.
He found her in the kitchen tending to something in a large
mixer. She wore blue jeans that hugged her plump little ass and a plain white
t-shirt. Her blond curls were piled high on her head in a messy bun. She
looked so fresh and sweet he could hardly believe she'd been wrapped around him
last night. Or that he did and said things to her that probably mortified
her. He almost felt bad. Almost.
She turned off the mixer and unhooked the whisk with sure
confident movements like she'd done it a million times.
“Lily.” He tried to keep his voice quiet so he wouldn't
startle her.
She froze in her task and placed the whisk inside the mixing
bowl before slowing turning to face him. He noticed the way her shoulder
tensed up. Was she uncomfortable about last night?
Her eyes met his and dropped to his bare chest before
shooting across the room. An embarrassed blush lit her face.
He took a step into the kitchen and she threw up a hand.
“Don't come in here!”
He raised an eyebrow at her. “Are we back to this?”
Irritation climbed his spine.
“Oh. No. I'm sorry.” She rubbed her hands together and
gestured to the cooling cakes on the island. “Um...the cakes. I-I have
several orders today,” she waved a hand at him “It's not sanitary to come in
the kitchen without clothes.”
Sam glanced down at his hairy chest and smiled. “I guess you
don't need a hairy beast running around, huh?” She returned his smile shyly and
shook her head. He turned. “I'll be right back.”
Back up the stairs, he pulled on his shirt and went to the
bathroom to clean up. Checking his phone, he saw it was five am. How long had
she been up?
He returned to the kitchen and saw her turning cakes out of
pans. He lifted his hands out to his sides. “How's this? Can I come in now?”
Her eyes roamed down his body and he immediately started to
get hard.
“Yes. You pass inspection.” She pointed to a stool. “Have
a seat. Would you like some coffee?”
“Please.”
“How do you like it?”
Any way I can get it.
“Cream and sugar.”
“Here, try this.” She placed a steaming mug of coffee in
front of him along with a cinnamon roll the side of his fist.
It smelled so good his mouth started to water. The roll was
golden brown and dripped with gooey icing. “Did you make this?” he asked in
awe.
She looked offended. “Of course. I make them all the time.
One of my best sellers.” He noted the pride in her voice. With a smile, he
picked up his fork to dig in.
“Damn. This is great, Lily. I've never had one this
good.” He really lucked out. A woman that could cook and was sexy as hell.
“Thank you.” She smiled but still looked a little nervous.
“Did I wake you up? Was I making too much noise?”
“No. I just woke up. I usually wake up early.” He paused.
“I missed you in the bed. I wanted to wake up with you.” Her cheeks turned a
pretty pink and she turned to touch the cakes. Probably to see if they were cool
enough to frost. He saw his mom do it a few times. He polished off his
cinnamon roll and took a sip of coffee. After setting his mug down, he stood
up and walked around the island.