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His palm moved quickly back and forth over my swollen clit.“Come for me.” He pulled back, landing a hard slap against my center.

A sharp gasp left me as the slice of pain forced my eyes open.

“What the fuck did I say?” he growled, slapping me again.

“Make me,” I whined. “God, make me, please make me come.”

“Do it.” He ripped my head back, slapping his palm over and overagainst my throbbing clit.

I arched into his swings, needing more, needing him. “Yes,fucking hell.” A release rushed through me, liquid spraying from my body whileI screamed.

“That’s it, my little slut.” He thrust his cock back into me andwrapped his arms around my head. “Hold on, baby.” He kissed my cheek. “I’mabout to bruise your cunt.”

Amber

I woke God onlyknew when.

When I rolled onto my back, every muscle and cell in my bodyscreamed with protest. I had never been used like that before. I didn’t evenremember going to bed. Opening my eyes slowly, I blinked past the early morninglight streaming in through my bedroom window and rolled back onto my stomach.

I was still naked, remnants from the night before coated on myskin. I must have passed out at some point, but I still didn’t remember puttingmyself to bed. Unless Sammy did.

My thoughts traveled back to the night before.

Pleasure and pain mixed as one.

After Sammy finally had his own release, I still couldn’t getover the fact that he had moaned my name.

“Fuck, Amber. So damn good.” His body shook behind me, his cockswelling and spilling his pleasure into the condom.

Before I had a chance to even comment or say anything at all, heflipped me onto my back and dove his head between my legs.

I cried out, the scratchiness of his beard tickling my innerthighs.

He lifted his head, releasing me with a wet smack, then lickedand sucked up the length of my body. His lips closed around my nipple, histeeth sinking into the budding peak.

I inhaled a sharp gasp, arching under him.

Sammy lifted his head, his dark eyes locking with mine. Much tomy surprise, his palm connected with my face at the same time he shoved two fingersinto me.

I whimpered, my back bowing off the table. He slapped my cheekagain before wrapping his long fingers around my throat and finishing what hestarted.

I groaned into my pillow, my body burning as memories of thenight before rushed through me. I quickly learned that he could go for hoursand wasn’t selfish. In the least. Not like Aaron. Not that I could ever comparethem, but Aaron only made sure he got his own release and didn’t care about mypleasure at all. With Sammy, he gave me more pleasure than I could ever handle.I had never known that I liked to be slapped. Spanked on the ass sure, butslapped in the face? My core clenched at the thought. I wasn’t sure how Sameven knew I would like it. Unless he just took that when I told him I didn’tlike sharing but would try anything else at least once, literally. He tested mylimits, but I had a feeling that I hadn’t experienced half of what he had tooffer.

I had begged him to stop at one point because I couldn’t handleany more and he only muttered ‘safeword’ against my pussy. But I never used itbecause I didn’t want him to stop and disappear from my life, like heoriginally threatened. So, I took what he gave me and embraced his rough mouthbetween my legs until he had me coming at least three times before he finallystopped.

I still couldn’t believe I had spent the night before with him,but since we got what we both wanted, it was time to move on. Or that was whatI was trying to tell myself anyway. Truth was, I wanted more. I wanted him.

Sammy Butcher officially ruined me for other men.

Rising to my elbows, I reached for my phone to see if I had anynew emails or text messages and saw a text from Sammy. Knowing him, he wasprobably thanking me for the fuck, but when I opened his message and my eyesmoved along the words, I was not expecting to read what I did.

Sammy: I left a bottle of water and some pain meds with it onyour nightstand, since I imagine you’re sore.

He was right. Iwassore. My eyes flicked to mynightstand, finding the water and two little pills sitting beside it. But wheredid he get them from? I didn’t have a whole lot in my medicine cabinet, so Iwasn’t sure where he got the pills from. And how the hell could he be rough onemoment and thoughtful the next?

Before I could stop myself, I called him.

“Miss my cock already?” came his deep reply that sent a shiverracing over every inch of me.