Page 36 of A Touch of Fate
Samuel lowered his head, and his tongue dipped between my folds again, sliding back and forth, tracing my sensitive skin.
I relaxed against the backrest and watched Samuel take care of me like I had taken care of him.
Watching his mouth pressed against my pussy, his tongue nudging my button, and his pleased grin, I felt my arousal spike quickly.
After a moment of hesitation, I pushed my fingers into his hair.
His eyes briefly flitted up, meeting mine as the tip of his tongue circled my clit.
He hummed and smirked as he teased me. The sight was too much, and my body began spasming even as I fought against it, not wanting the pleasure to end so soon.
Samuel’s smirk broadened. He cupped my clit with his tongue and upper lip, sending me over the edge.
My butt arched off the seat, propelling my pussy harder against Samuel’s mouth, who took up the invitation and sucked harder.
I cried out, my careful touch of his hair becoming a desperate tug that Samuel rewarded with another suck of my clit. I rested my head back against the headrest. Samuel raised his eyebrow. “Why do you look disappointed?”
I laughed, half embarrassed. “Not because of you. That was amazing.” I flushed even more. “I just didn’t want it to be over so soon.”
Samuel stroked two fingers along my slit, gathering my juices.
“Who said this was over?” He pushed into me slowly, making my lips fall open as my walls clenched around his fingers.
He curled them deep inside me, making me arch up a little as my body became alive again.
“It’s not?” I asked with a teasing smile, my voice shaky.
“No,” Samuel said in a voice so deep and dark, it seemed to come straight out of my most lustful fantasies.
He pumped his fingers slowly. They glistened with my lust. His eyes on me, he leaned forward and dragged his tongue along my folds, joining his fingers in their magical work.
The deep thrusts of his fingers and the gentle caress of his tongue sent flashes of lust through me.
He was staying away from my clit. I knew I’d come apart the second he touched it.
Maybe he did too because he kept pleasuring my opening with his fingers and tongue while his eyes pinned me with their intensity.
When his tongue finally brushed over my throbbing clit, I exploded once more.
My release dripped down my ass cheeks, and Samuel chased it with his tongue, which made me shudder even harder.
“Bed?” he asked. I merely nodded. I didn’t care where Samuel took me as long as we kept doing what we were doing.
He picked me up and carried me into the lobby.
His lips came down on mine again as he stumbled into the elevator with me in his arms. He briefly set me down to hit the up button but never ceased his assault on my lips.
Suddenly, Samuel hoisted me up, hooking my legs around his hips, and kissed me even harder.
“Fuck, I can’t wait.” With my back pressed against the elevator wall, Samuel impaled me on his cock.
I gasped from the shock of the invasion, from the fullness of having him so deeply buried inside me.
My weight bearing down seemed to drive him even deeper into me, making me feel utterly full.
His tongue dominated mine as his hips pistoled upward for another hard thrust. I clung to his shoulders, the back of my head bumping against the hard surface.
The elevator arrived on the upper floor, but we didn’t step outside.
Every hard thrust made me feel alive and filled my body with a rush of pleasure that made me feel lightheaded.
Samuel cupped the back of my head, deepening our kiss even more, and, at the same time, protecting me from hitting the wall again, even if I’d hardly minded.
He drew away briefly. “Too hard?”
I buried my nails even deeper into his shoulders. If I could, I would have pressed my heels into his firm ass cheeks to keep him in place. “No, don’t stop.”
“Oh I won’t stop fucking you, Emma, but is it too hard?” He accentuated the last word with another, even harder thrust that made his pelvis slap deliciously against my clit.
“No. I need to come.”
“You will.”
We seemed to become one, our bodies entwined, as Samuel slammed into me with fierce passion. I pressed my face into his throat, still drained by my second orgasm but eager for another one.
Samuel’s thrust became so hard that my pussy throbbed from the vicious invasion, but I was so close.
Samuel pressed his lips against my ear as he shoved his cock even deeper into me, making me see stars. “I still taste your sweet pussy in my mouth. I want to lick you every day now, Emma.”
Hearing Samuel’s sexy drawl made my release wash over me. My pussy walls clamped down on Samuel’s cock, and after a few more hard thrusts, he came deep inside me. He straightened with me still pressed against him and strode out of the elevator.
After we showered together, Samuel and I found ourselves in bed. I was cuddled against him, my face pressed to his chest. Being close like this came so naturally, but I needed more than a connection of our bodies.