Her small hand wraps around the length of me, and she starts to slowly stroke me. Her eyes drop to my cock and I watch her face. “I’m done being scared. They were the ones who hurt me, not you.”
She crawls up my body, placing quick kisses all the way up my chest, and then she presses herself against me. Her mouth hovers over mine as she whispers, “Fuck me, Sam.”
That’s all the encouragement I need. “Lie back down,” I growl.
A smile forms around her mouth and she quickly lies back down. I grab her under the knees and yank her to the edge of the bed. I step in between her legs, forcing them open wider with my hips. I press my knees into the mattress so I’ll keep my balance and then lean over her.
As I take hold of my cock, her eyes dart down and she watches as I rub it against her pussy. “That’s right, Gorgeous. Watch me fuck you.”
I slam into her, hard and fast, and her mouth opens on a silent moan. I take hold of her hips so I can hold her in place, and I start to move. I keep the pace hard, much harder than our first time together. This is how I like it.
It only takes a few thrusts for her body to submit to mine. She grabs hold of the blanket and lifts her ass from the bed, giving me better access. “Fuck yes!”
She throws her head back and her body starts to convulse against mine, and it makes me thrust as hard as I can. A tiny gasp escapes her as she starts to come. Her whole body tenses and then her eyes find mine, and I watch as ecstasy washes through her. It only takes one more thrust and then I release, and it feels like heaven as I empty myself inside her.
As soon as the ecstasy fades, I slip an arm under her and as I pick her up, she tightens her legs and arms around me. I walk her to the bathroom and straight into the shower.
I press her back into the wall and whisper, “Drop your legs for me.” She slowly slides them down and it makes my cock slip out. I open the faucets and then take the soap. I work it into a lather, and then slip my hand between her legs. I gently wash her and it doesn’t take long for her hips to start moving. I lean into her and slam my mouth against hers. She opens and I slip my tongue in just as she moans. I fuck her with my hand and tongue until she’s gasping in pleasure.
This is how I want to see her all the time, lost in ecstasy because of me. I grab her legs and lift her again, and then settle her pussy over my cock. I’ve never done slow … until now.
I keep the pace slow, every thrust as deep as I can go.
“Sam,” she whimpers and it makes me smile that I’m driving her so wild that she’s reached the point of begging me for her orgasm.
I keep going slow and deep until her nails dig into my skin, and she drags them up my back. I adjust my hold on her ass and then slam into her. A grin spreads over her face as I quicken the pace. It only takes a few hard thrusts for her to tighten her arms around my neck. She buries her face into my neck and starts to chant, “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” as she comes.
I follow close behind her and this time my legs almost give out from the orgasm.
As she drops her legs from my hips, I reach for the soap, but she stops me. “No, wait.”
She pushes me slightly back and then looks down at her legs. I frown, not sure what she’s doing. Did I hurt her?
“You okay?” I ask, still slightly out of breath.
She looks up at me and a smile spreads around her lips. “I just wanted to see your cum run down my legs.”
I’m not sure if that’s hot or not, so I just keep looking at her.
She presses her body to mine and stands on her toes, and then she whispers, “You’ve branded me, Sam. Now you only have to fuck me from behind, and then I’ll only feel you everywhere on my body. I want to feel you, and only you. I want to smell you. I want to taste you. I want you to replace every image until all I see, all I smell, all I feel is you.”
I frame her face and almost choke up with the overwhelming emotions flooding me. “I live you, Cara, so fucking much.”
Her smile turns tearful, and she just looks at me with something akin to awe all over her face. “You saved me, Sam Rees. You saved my life, you saved my body and you saved my soul. You saved all of me.”
Cara~
We crash early, getting a good night’s rest. Jet lag’s a bitch.
I wake up to find Damian staring at his phone. He has that serious look in his eyes, like shit’s about to hit the fan.
I take a moment to just look at him. I can’t believe he wants me. It feels surreal that this amazingly beautiful man wants me.
“Morning,” he says, and then a smile sneaks over his face. “I can feel your eyes on me.”
“Just enjoying the view,” I laugh, but still blush from being caught red handed.
He lies back and turns the phone so I can see it. He’s looking at a map. “Tom has a strip club here.” He points to a street name and then looks at me. “Do you know the area?”