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“Then let me—”
“No.” I ease off again, pressing a soft kiss right above her clit. “Not until I say I’m done.”
Her head falls back against the pillow, a helpless, needy sound spilling out of her. I watch her for a moment longer, then lower my mouth once more—slow, deliberate, and mercilessly controlled—determined to keep her right on the edge for as long as I want.
Then I dive in for a final time. I have made her suffer in pleasure for long enough. She cries out, her hips bucking against my face as I feast on her, my fingers spreading her open so I can fuck her with my tongue.
"Oh god, Samuel!" she moans, her voice breaking. "I can’t—I can’t—"
"You can’t what?" I murmur against her, my breath hot against her sensitive flesh. “Cum? Then let’s see how long you can hold out." I curl my fingers inside her, crooking them to hit that sweet spot deep inside her, and she shatters with a scream, her body convulsing as her orgasm rips through her.
I don’t stop, lapping up every drop of her cum as she writhes beneath me, her cries filling the cabin.
When her breathing finally steadies, I crawl up her body, my cock pressing against her entrance. "Now," I growl, my voice rough with need. "Now you can have what you want." I thrust into her in one smooth motion, her tight heat swallowing me whole.
She gasps, her nails digging into my back as I fill her completely.
"Fuck, Sophie," I groan, my hips rolling against hers. "You feel so good wrapped around me." I pull back and slam into her again, her tits bouncing with each thrust. She’s so fucking tight, so perfect. I reach down between us, my thumb finding her clit again as I fuck her harder, her moans growing louder with each snap of my hips.
"You like that?" I pant, my voice thick with lust. "You like taking every inch of me?" She nods frantically, her breath coming in short gasps. "Then cum for me again, Sophie. Cum on my cock like a good girl."
Her back arches off the bed, her walls tightening around me as her second orgasm crashes over her.
The sensation is too much—I can’t hold back any longer. With a groan, I bury myself to the hilt and empty myself inside her, my cum flooding her as she milks every last drop from me.
I collapse on top of her, both of us breathless, our hearts pounding in sync.
I reach up and unlock the handcuffs, rubbing her wrists gently as she catches her breath. She looks up at me, her eyes soft and satisfied. "That was… incredible," she murmurs.
I kiss her deeply, my tongue sweeping into her mouth as I pull her against me. “Promise me that you’ll stay right here, Sophie,” I look her in the eyes. "I’m not done with you yet."
CHAPTER
SIX
SOPHIE
I wake wrapped around Samuel. My cheek rests over his heart. One of my legs is tangled between his, and my free hand is curled into the thick fabric of his shirt.
His arm circles my waist. I lift my head. He’s awake. His gray eyes meet mine, and heat rushes into my cheeks.
“How long have you been watching me?”
His arm tightens around my waist before he seems to realize what he’s doing. “A while.”
“That’s not an answer.”
“Twenty-three minutes.”
I blink. “You’ve been lying here awake for twenty-three minutes?”
“Yes.”
“Why didn’t you move?”
His gaze slips over my face. “You were comfortable.”
My heart gives a dangerous little squeeze. Samuel looks different this close. I can see every silver strand threaded through his dark beard. The faint scar beside his temple. The lines at the corners of his eyes that deepen when he looks at me.
