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“Ugh, I was wondering why we never talked about if we were seeing other people. I mean you could have had a–”
“I didn’t,” he answers before I finish, which makes me angrier. He puts the shower head back in place making it the perfect time to turn and confront him.
“You didn’t let me finish!” I fume.
“I didn’t need you to. I didn’t have a girlfriend or wife or anything else your mind was trying to cook up.” He shrugs like it’s not a big deal. I guess he just assumed a girl like me would be single.
“Why do you still look mad? Wasn’t that the right answer?” he smirks, making me want to smack that look right off his face.
“It was! But, what? You just assumed that I wasn’t with anyone? You never asked!” I try to shout but my voice just squeaks it out. That definitely wasn't as forceful as I wanted it to sound. I can't win.
“I knew you were single,” he states, squeezing more soap into his hands before he lathers his own hair.
“What? How could you have known that? Because I didn’t show up with someone?” Sam’s lips come down on mine and I don't know whether to lean into the feelings or push him away. Men are so frustrating. He pulls back, kissing my forehead then finishing his hair.
“Do you know how fucking sexy you are when you’re all riled up?” He grins, rinsing.
Sam makes me so crazy! He sees my frustration and cups my face, his thumb running circles over my cheeks.
“I knew because I asked Miles and Sebastian before the party.”
“Oh.” Well, that makes sense, I guess.
“Do you feel better now?” I nod absentmindedly.
“Use your words.”
“Yes,” I sigh. There’s still this nagging feeling that he’s not telling me everything but I can’t put my finger on it. However it doesn't take long for all of my negative thoughts to drift away. Sam grabs my ass, pulling me up so we’re face to face. I circle my legs around his waist loving the feel of him pressed right at my entrance. He leans in sucking that special spot behind my ear that he’s found, knowing it makes me desperate. My nails dig into his shoulders as my hips press into him more.
“Tell me what you want, sunshine,” he purrs into my ear, nipping and licking down my throat. Pressed up against the cool glass, Sam finds my needy clit and begins to rub in slow even strokes. He’s teasing me until I answer him.
“You. I need you,” I pant.
“I asked what you wanted, sunshine. What do you want me to do to this gushing cunt?” he asked again but with more edge than before. He wanted me just the same.
“Fuck, Sam. Stop being so difficult. Fuck me dammit,” I demand. His devilish chuckle wraps around me before thrusting inside completely. My breath whooshes out of me, like when I was a kid and fell off of a slide. A muffled cry escapes my lips as my head bangs against the glass behind me.
“Take it! This is what you wanted, isn’t it, princess?” he grits.
“Take it like the cock hungry slut you are.” My moans catch in my throat as he stretches me, thrusting hard and fast. My release builds quickly with a ferocity that makes my eyes roll back.
“Yes! Right there,” I hum as the tingles of an orgasm begin in my tummy.
Before the pleasure rolls through me, Sam pulls out, setting me on my feet.
“Hey! I—“ He presses his hand around my throat tightly. The look of his eyes is fierce but confident. My tongue dips out to lick my lips. I can’t help but taunt him.
“I don’t think you remember how this works. You don’t command me. I’m the one in charge,” he whispers in my ear, twisting my nipple with the other. The pain shoots jolts straight to my pussy, keeping me right on the edge.
Sam bites my shoulder then smoothes it over with his tongue. I can't help but to wiggle under his firm grasp.
“I give you pleasure but I can also take it away. Now, on your knees, brat,” he smirks but his command isn’t up for question. I’m realizing when to pick my battles with him.
Without my eyes leaving his, I slink to my knees before him. His large body blocks the water spray enabling me to keep my eyes open. I’ve never sucked a cock before but I want to please him. I don’t want my inexperience to shine through.
Not waiting for instructions, I run my hands up his slick thighs. With my tongue sticking out, I lick from the base to tip in one motion. His accompanying groan rings out in the shower spurring me on. My lips wrap around his head as I suck the precome into my mouth. The mixture of our desire dances on my tongue.
“You look so pretty on your knees,” he croons. His praise has me diving back in for more. I take him down my throat until tears are streaming down my face and my lungs are burning. He fists my hair, pulling me to look up at him. “Remember to tap my leg if it’s too much.”
