Page 23 of The Last Knight


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“Thank you.” I’m not really sure how to respond to that.

“You don’t need to thank me. I want you to see it yourself, Marcy. I want you to see the beauty I see. And not just on the outside. You are an incredible person.” He brushes his hands along my thighs going higher and higher until he almost reaches where I need him the most, but at the last second he pulls back. He smirks at my frustration. Damn him.

Against my better judgment, I begin to rock on his lap. If he isn’t going to take care of it then I can do it my damn self.

“You aren’t too sore?” His voice cracks. I hold in my smile by biting my bottom lip and looking up at him. He curses under his breath, something about not being able to stay away. I don’t know. I might have misheard.

“No. Your punishment had the reverse effect and well…” I trail off as I pick up my pace. “Now I have an ache that needs tending to.” My hands graze over his sculpted chest then I trail my nails down over his abs.“Fuck, you don’t know what you do to me, sunshine.” He lifts his shirt from my body, leaning in to capture a nipple between his teeth. He tweaks the other with his fingers giving me double the stimulation. It feels so good that I contemplate if I could orgasm from just this. I’m already so worked up that I don’t think it would take much.

“Please,” I whimper. Not really sure what I’m asking for but hoping he understands all the same.

“Take me out,” he whispers with my nipple still in his mouth. The vibrations are almost too much to bear.

Quickly, I lean up enough so that his pajamas slide right off. Sitting back down, I take his long length into my hands, loving the feel of him within my grasp.

Sam moves his hand down my body until it sinks into my pussy. “Damn, princess, you’re soaked. I bet I could slide right in this tight cunt. Think you can take this fat cock again?” His dirty words do something to me, sending a new wave of arousal between my legs. Sam chuckles darkly as he feels the new surge of wetness coat his fingers.

“Does my girl like dirty talk?” he whispers into the shell of my ear. His warm breath sends my body into overdrive, needing him now more than anything.

My hands go to his shoulders as I lean up hovering over his cock. Sam places himself at my entrance then grabs my hips pushing me all the way down on him in one motion. We moan in unison. This new position makes it feel like he’s going to split me open in the best way.

Sam lets out a low growl as he cups my face then crashes his mouth down on mine. He licks the seam of my lips until I open up to him fully, allowing him to devour every corner of me. A whimper falls from my lips but is quickly swallowed away by the raging man before me.

“Fuck, you gotta move, baby,” he grunts as his hands descend on my hips, helping me to thrust my body up and down on his hard shaft. My body was already on edge and with his movements I’m ready to combust.

“Yes! Oh—“ My head falls back as an orgasm begins to flow through my body.

“That’s it, sunshine. Come on my cock. Show me how good I make you feel.” Sam’s hands grip into my hips tighter in a bruising way. Oddly, the thought makes me excited.

“I’m coming, Sam. Ahh—“ I chant as I continue to use his shoulders as leverage while I chase my own release.

“That’s my good girl. Look how well you take this cock. You didn’t know it was made for this pussy but it was.” He reaches between us, circling my clit and sending another bolt of pleasure coursing through my body.

“Ohhh—“ is the only word I can form as wave after wave of intense rapture crashes into every cell of my body. I’m on fire from the inside out. Burning with need for this man.

“You feel so good wrapped around me. I knew you would. I kept my distance from you but not any longer. You’re mine, sunshine. Mine,” he declares before his mouth is on mine in a punishing, possessive kiss.

Sam flicks my nipples then his mouth is on one, licking and sucking then biting down hard. He grins up at me devilishly as he moves to the other side. He knows what he does to me. He can play my body like a fucking instrument. It’s his symphony and I’m in the audience enjoying the experience.

My legs aren’t used to this kind of exercise so my movements become choppy. Before I can complain, I’m thrust backwards onto the couch as Sam drives into me from above. His hips piston back and forth like he’s competing in a marathon and it doesn’t take long for another burst of electricity to invade my body.

“I knew I could get another one out of you. Come for me, sunshine. Milk my cock as I dump everything I have into that sweet pussy of yours.” My moans can probably be heard by the whole building but I don’t have it in me to care.

“I can’t. Not another–”

“You can and you will.” Sam pinches down on my slick clit and an explosion erupts, sending shocks to every nerve ending in my body.

“Fuck, you’re so damn tight. Your cunt wants everything I have, doesn’t it?” he asks before he grips my hips and with one final pump shooting jet after jet of cum in my pussy. The feeling of him filling me triggers something primal in me and it increases the pleasure soaring through me.

Once the high subsides, my body melts into the couch unable to move. Sam collapses over me but holds his weight with his arm above my head. He softly takes my lips kissing me with an emotion that has me questioning everything. Does he really want me? He kisses me almost…lovingly? That can’t be right. I mean he could have any girl he wanted.

Before I can pass out from exhaustion, Sam picks me up and carries me through the penthouse to his en suite. Placing me on the cool counter, he walks over to his garden tub starting the water and sprinkling in bath salts. He walks back over to me and slides between my thighs pushing my wild hair from my face.

“What are you doing?” I suck in my bottom lip as I look up into his hazel eyes.

“Taking care of you.” He kisses my forehead then goes to check on the water temperature. My belly flutters with the feelings I’ve always had for this man bubbling to the surface. I’ve always thought the gesture of being kissed on the forehead was sweet and intimate. The man doesn’t get anything out of the kiss, it’s purely for the sake of the woman. I smile to myself as his back is turned to me.

I take a moment to check out a very naked and very sexy Sam as he’s turned away from me. Gah, even his ass is toned. Is there a part of him that isn’t perfect?

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