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“Fuck me.” Samuel’s voice was strained, and was that a quiver she felt against her breast?
Did he want her as much as she wanted him?
“You shouldn’t let me do this,” he muttered.
“I’ll let you if you ask nicely.” Who the hell was she kidding? She’d probably get a thrill out of him not asking. Consent was usually a sticking point for her. But Samuel? He was so careful, so controlled, she couldn’t help but trust him completely.
He opened his eyes and stared up at her. Without looking away, he trailed his fingers down her stomach and mound, then between her legs. He drew a line straight down her pussy to her opening and thrust inside. She gasped at the sudden intrusion all while a thrill shot through her.
Hell yes, this wasn’t a dream. It wasn’t in her head.
“Oh, my God…”
Jessica fought the urge to let her head drop back. She wanted to watch him and feel this. She was greedy.
Samuel pumped into her several times. She shifted her hips, helping him find just the right angle, then with no warning he pulled out of her. She whimpered for a moment. Just one, because he slicked his fingers down his cock and there was no mistaking that purpose.
“There,” he said.
She couldn’t help but grin at him as she pushed his hand aside to pump him, his skin slick with her arousal now.
It was her turn to grin at him. “Oh, that’s much better.”
“Almost…”
He slid his hand back between their bodies and this time his touch was teasing. He caressed her folds and around her clit while she pumped his cock.
“Oh…” Her muscles were warm liquid under his touch. “I need you in me.”
“Sh. Don’t say that.”
“Why not?”
He thrust his fingers inside of her and she groaned. Unlike before, his touch was not all that gentle. The way he fucked her, curling and twisting his fingers, it was with purpose.
“You’re going to come,” he said in a tone that brokered no argument. “Do you hear me, Jess?”
She nodded. “Yeah. Make me come. Do it.”
Her grip on him faltered as he pressed her clit. She groaned and shifted her hips, working with him.
“Fuck, yes,” she groaned when he found just the right angle to stimulate every nerve ending she had down there. “Yes, don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.”
Samuel kept that pace and depth, allowing her to shift with him. Suddenly, his free hand tweaked her nipple. Awareness and heat pooled low in her belly as she gasped, swiveling her hips while he massaged her clit.
“Oh!”
Pleasure rippled through her, but it wasn’t enough. She could already tell she wanted more. So much more.
She rose up, still gripping his cock on one hand.
“Jessica, you—”
She stared into his eyes as she pressed down on him.
Samuel’s eyes widened as he stared at the place where their bodies joined, and his mouth went slack. Jessica rolled her hips as her mouth went dry. She’d never been big on vibrators, preferring to use her own hands to get herself off. And she hadn’t been with a man in so long.
“Oh, fuck,” she muttered and rose up.