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“You,” she whispered before taking an unsteady breath. “I want you.”
Her admission was everything he needed to hear. Stepping forward, he took her mouth. Samantha returned his kiss with more certainty than she had the night before. Parting her lips, she gave just as much as she took. Their tongues glided together as he backed her out of the kitchen and into the living room.
After gently guiding her down to the sofa, he knelt before her, gripping each leg at the ankle before slowly sliding his hands up. She didn’t move an inch, watching as his hands traveled higher. He stopped once he reached her knees and used his thumbs to make small circles on the inside of her thighs.
“You look so beautiful like this,” he breathed. “Watching me worship you.”
He continued his ascent up her thighs, moving his hands beyond the hem of her shirt—his shirt. Holding her gaze, his hands continued their path, carefully spreading her thighs as he went.
He hummed in appreciation when he found she wasn’t wearing anything beneath the shirt. Catching her gaze once more, he slowly traced his finger across her wet slit with one long stroke. Closing his eyes, he swiped in the opposite direction, sliding his finger through her slick heat.
“You’re soaked,” he said with a deep moan. “Now, tell me. What do you want.
“This.”
He opened his eyes to find her watching him; her eyes brimming with uncertainty. “Tell me.”
“I want your mouth on me. Please,” she breathed.
After holding her gaze for an extra moment, he tightened his grip on her thighs. Spreading her legs wider, he gave himself a clear view of what she had hidden beneath his shirt. She was completely bare, revealing a small strip of hair. He moved forward and breathed in her scent.
“You smell like heaven,” he said with a grin.
She closed her eyes and leaned back, scandalized. “You can’t say things like that.”
“Can’t I?” He slipped a finger inside her and felt her tighten around him. “That doesn’t feel like a complaint.”
She rocked her hips against his hand. Instead of giving her the contact she sought after, he replaced his hand with his mouth. She was dripping. The wetness he found when he began to explore with his tongue had him ready to dive all the way in. She hummed in appreciation, the sound causing his cock to harden even further, and spread her legs even wider for him.
She was warm and slightly salty on his tongue as he plunged it inside her wet pussy. Knowing he was tasting a combination of them both almost made what he was doing feel more intimate than erotic. With a groan, he reached under her and held her close as he continued to fuck her with his tongue.
As she sighed and hissed at his efforts, his own arousal was becoming nearly painful. It had only been hours since he had her, but he was aching to be inside her again. He told himself he would take his time and go slow… Maybe next time.
He stood up and stepped out of the sweats he had thrown on. She yelped in surprise when he easily picked her up and sat down with her straddling his lap. Smiling up at her, he used both hands to caress her smooth thighs.
“You okay?” he asked.
“I wasn’t expecting that,” she answered before covering his mouth with hers.
Changing positions was how he had hoped to slow things down, but when she slipped her tongue into his mouth, deepening the kiss, he knew slowing down wasn’t an option. Before he had a chance to take things further, her hands were on his shoulders, and she was positioning herself above him.
He broke away from the kiss so he could look at her. Her jaw was slack and her gaze was glued to the spot where they were about to be joined. Gripping her waist, he slowly guided her down onto his throbbing cock. Her gasp matched his when he slowly filled her wet slit. She was so warm and tight, that he had to close his eyes and hold her still until he could regain his control.
“You feel so good,” she breathed.
He opened his eyes to find her watching him in anticipation. Her lips were slightly parted, and her eyes shined with emotion. Control be damned, he gripped her tight and slammed her down, burying himself to the hilt. She cried out, and he worried he had hurt her.
“Okay?” he asked.
“Yes, just deep.”
He inhaled a shaky breath and repeated the motion. She met his thrusts the way she had before, and it wasn’t long before they were both frantically taking all they could from each other. Claiming her while they sat face to face freed up his hands, so he touched her everywhere. Her desperate moan when his hands found her breasts was nearly his undoing.
Her breathing came quicker, and he could feel her muscles begin to tense around him, telling Bryce she was close. He slipped one arm around her back so he could hold her closer and used his other hand to pull her face to his. As he poured his emotions into the kiss, he felt her body stiffen. Whimpering against his mouth, her tight pussy pulsed around him, encouraging his own release. He kissed his way to her neck as he emptied himself into her with two final thrusts.
She collapsed against him, and he continued to hold her close, running his hand up and down her back as their breathing returned to normal. It was a good thing she had her face buried against his neck because there was no hiding his feelings. She was it for him. He hoped more than anything she wasn’t using him to get over her loss, because there was no way he would be able to let her go.
Chapter 12
