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I open my eyes to see him looking down at me with a combination of tenderness and desire. He looks comfortable and confident in this. In us.
A little voice in the back of my head tries to worm its way into my thoughts that all of this is too fast, too soon. That no one can be this good. Not for me.
But I squash that down, living in this moment. Not letting those usual doubts sour what’s going so well.
Tommy Landen isn’t a perfect person, but I’m working hard to keep my eyes wide open to what we’ll need to compromise in the future. The biggest hurdle I can see right now is that I assume he wants to live here at Landen Acres. But lord, that’s not something we have to cover.
“Where’s your mind going, Sam?” he asks, interrupting my train of thought.
There’s a very hard penis between us right now that I don’t want to ignore, so instead of asking him about future living arrangements, I simply say, “To this ranch.”
He smiles and clasps his hands behind my back. “Oh yeah?”
I nod as he kisses my forehead. “Yeah. But I have something else on my mind, too.”
“What’s that?”
My hand answers, reaching between us to grip him. He buries his face in my neck with a long groan.
“Fuck, Samantha,” he mumbles against my skin.
“You’ll tell me what you want to do differently?” I ask, both hands now working him.
“Please keep doing anything you want.”
Chapter 50: Tommy
Her thumb passes over my tip and circles the head of my dick with just the right pressure to make me even harder. Her other hand is wrapped around the base of my shaft, keeping a steady rhythm with her movements, the water helping her to slide along easily.
Even here in the shower and after mudding, I can smell her perfume faintly, especially as I run my nose from her collarbone up to her ear. She makes little sounds of pleasure as she works me like a maestro. The contrast between her pumping my shaft with the way she’s tracing my tip is unbelievable.
Her hair is a wet, tangled mess but I weave my fingers into her strands so I can anchor her face right where I can kiss her without changing my position. She eagerly responds to my lips and my tongue, opening right away. Her fingers trail from my tip down to my balls, cupping and caressing them, too.
I moan into her mouth and grab her ass, massaging it and relishing in the fact I can do this right now. God, not only is Samantha Davies in this shower with me at this very moment, but she just let me make her come. And she’s about to have me do the same.
Sam carefully uses her teeth and tugs at my bottom lip as my breathing gets shakier.
“Where do you want me to—”
“Just let it happen right here,” she says, cutting off my full question.
Since the first time I came by her hands, I had boxer briefs on, but now…now I’m going to be coming on her skin.
The thought sends me closer to my own release as my tongue dips into her mouth finding hers. The strokes are in time with her movements as she continues to pick up the tempo, keeping her grip loose enough to not be painful, but tight enough so I’m not missing where any of her fingers are.
“Are you sure?” I ask, my mind wanting to keep her comfortable while my body barrels ahead like a speeding train.
“I’m sure, cowboy.”
Fuck me, that’s what sends me over the edge. Her tits press against my chest, her mouth is back on mine, and her fingers squeeze out everything my body can give. I can tell that some hits me but most has to be painted on her stomach and her breasts. Waves of pleasure rip through me and I cuss as the last drops coat her fingers with that picture in my mind.
“You’re so fucking perfect,” I say, tugging her hair to tip her face toward mine and peppering her with kisses. She hums in contentment and wraps her arms around my back, not bothering to rinse anything off just yet.
If it wouldn’t scare her all the way back to the city, I’d tell her right now that my heart belongs only to her. That she’s it for me.
That I love her.
But I’d rather follow her lead and move things at a pace where she feels more and more at home with me and with this place.
