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He gazed at me, his breath ragged. I recognized desire when I saw it. Sam walked backward, tugging me down a hall toward, yup, his room.
He flipped on the light switch and a bedside lamp lit the room in a soft glow. The walls were tan, the floor a cream carpet, navy drapes and wood blinds at the window. A large king-sized bed filled most of the space. Two doors led off each side of the room, one I assumed was the bathroom, the other a closet. It was neat. Tidy. The bed made, no dirty laundry tossed on the floor.
“I've had fantasies about being with you.”
I quirked an eyebrow. “Really?” He'd fantasized about me? I never imagined myself to be a vision for someone's fantasy before, and I had to say it was an incredible turn-on. “Were handcuffs ever involved?”
He tugged me up so we were pressed together from chest to toes. “In one of them. I thought I'd discover if you were into kink a little later than after our first kiss.”
I ran my free hand over the soft material of his shirt, finding the top button. “I have to say, I didn't realize I was into kink until our first kiss.” I struggled with the button, not realizing how hard it was with just one hand. “I think you're going to have to help me here.”
“Oh, no. You first.” Sam released his hold on my hand and my arm dangled in the air as he slid the cardigan from my shoulders.
I slipped one arm free. “Um, I think we have a problem.”
We looked at each other, both realizing our predicament at the exact same time. Our clothes, at least one arm's worth, would be stuck on the handcuffs. If we wanted to get naked, which I personally thought was a very good idea, my sweater, shirt and bra—and Sam's shirt, which I wasveryeager to get off—would be clumped down over the handcuffs. I started giggling.
“I was in a rush anyway,” Sam replied. And that was the last either of us said for quite some time. Sam swallowed my laughter in a searing kiss. I worked frantically at his shirt, but Sam batted my hands away and he tackled it himself, one button pinging off and landing on the other side of the room, our lips still locked. I helped with the little buttons down the front of my blouse, but he only parted the fabric to reveal my lacy bra. He dropped to his knees in front of me, his face perfectly in line for,oh yes!
He tugged the cups of my bra down to uncover my breasts, the snug fabric thrusting me out and right toward him. He put his mouth on a nipple as he worked on the button of my pants.
My jeans were shucked, then he stood to remove his. They joined mine on the floor all the while my hands roamed over his body. His chest was all that I'd imagined, and then some.Broad, solid and hot to the touch beneath my fingertips. A six pack of abs beneath warm skin. A smattering of dark hair only made him…god, impossibly hotter. My fingers trailed south. And there?Oh YES!
One minute I was looking at Sam's generous endowment that bulged beneath his boxer briefs, the next I was bouncing on his bed and seeing the ceiling. But not for long because Sam joined me by the tug of the handcuffs. All I could see was the look of passion, pleasure, and dare I say, love in his pale eyes?
When his mouth met mine once again, my eyes fluttered closed. Our handcuffed hands clasped together on the bed by the side of my head, our fingers entwined. But happily, Sam only needed one hand to play with my breasts, happily discovering I was really quite sensitive, before moving lower and between my legs.
“Christ, you’re dripping for me.”
I was and he was skilled to have me quickly shouting out my own version ofJoy To The World.
“That was number one,” he said, when I was able to catch my breath and focus on him.
One?
Reaching over, he tugged open the drawer of his bedside table and pulled out a string of condoms.
“That’s a lot,” I replied, breathlessly, lifting my head to watch him. My pussy clenched at what they meant. It also clenched because it was aching from being empty. It wanted to be filled so bad.
He winked. “That’s not enough for everything I want to do to you. Might be enough for tonight though.”
For tonight,which meant he planned on doing this again.
With one hand, he got his boxer briefs off, his big cock springing out and aiming straight at me. I licked my lips at the bead of pre-cum at the tip. Tearing a condom from the strip, helooked to me. “I’m going to need your help for this.” He shook our joined wrists.
With our free hands, we worked together—like a three-legged race at camp, but far sexier—to get the condom rolled down his cock. Once it was in place, I took a moment to cup his balls, watch as his hips jerked.
“Emma,” he warned, a second before he pushed me back on the bed and pounced, settling his hips between my parted thighs, the hard length of him pressing against my belly. Brushing the hair back from my face, he asked, “Okay?”
I swallowed, nodded. God, he was so hot and alpha and dominant and yet sweet, checking in with me before we went too far. As if.
“Now. Please. Hurry,” I said.
He didn’t ask twice, which was fine by me, and slid inside in one prolonged, deep stroke. I clenched and squeezed, adjusting to his size. He was big and long, and I was a bit stunned he actually fit.
And he fitsoooowell. My back arched and my hands went to the top of his butt to pull him deeper.
“Incredible,” he said, dropping his forehead to mine.
