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“Turn around,” he ordered when she unzipped her pants. “Turn around and bend over.”
With a seductive smile, she did as he asked. Groaning, he felt his desire unfurl as she ever so slowly peeled her pants over the pink lace of her panties and down her creamy thighs. The wet spot was already evident, and he squeezed himself gently. “God, you’re gorgeous. Take off your bra.”
With her back still turned to him, she unsnapped her bra and slipped the straps down her arms. Turning her head over her shoulder, she brushed her blonde hair from her face and gave him a teasing smile.
“Now, the panties.” His voice was hoarse as she hooked her thumbs under the elastic and slowly rolled them down. When she widened her legs, he could see her beautiful, freshly shaved, wet pussy.
“Turn around. Touch yourself.” When she complied, he had to remove his hand. The way her fingers slid over her nipples was almost enough to make him lose it. “Enough. Come here.”
The air grew heavy when she dropped to her knees and crawled to him. He gritted his teeth when her tongue darted out and licked his entire length before lapping up his pre-cum. He was helpless to stop her as she opened her mouth and slid her lips down him. Grunting, he fisted his hands in her hair as she slowly bobbed her head up and down.
Once. Twice.
“No more,” he hissed as he pulled her away. Laughing, she crawled into his lap and straddled him. Bending his head, he reached out to lick her nipple. Circling his tongue around it, he waited until her breathy sigh turned into a moan before he pulled it into his mouth and suckled hard.
“What are you thinking about?” she panted.
“You.” Gripping her hips, he lifted her up, aligning with her slit before he thrust inside her hard. “This.”
Crying out, she clutched his shoulders, and he drove even deeper inside her tempting body. There was no way he was going to last long, but he was desperate to feel her fall apart around him again. It was an addiction, and he wasn’t going to deny himself. Pinching her nipple, he licked the column of her neck and gasped when she squeezed her muscles around him, milking him.
“Habibti. Do you have any idea what you do to me?”
“What about what you do to me? You’re going to make me come, and we’ve barely gotten started.”
“Good.” Running his hands down her back, he dug his fingers into her ass cheeks and forced to her to move faster. Pulling her body down, he lifted her again, yanking her back down onto his lap. The power of his thrusts forced her to clutch his shoulders or risk falling against him as she dug her toes into the mattress to help anchor herself.
Leaning forward, he cap
tured her bottom lip between his teeth. “Come, Poppy. We’ve got all afternoon. We’ve got all night. Don’t hold back.”
The gorgeous woman leaned back and pinched her own nipples. Samir watched, enthralled, as her head tipped back. If he didn’t have a hold on her, she probably would have fallen backwards, but she rode him fast and hard, touching herself, crying out. When her orgasm rolled through her, she clenched around him, and he felt something snap in him. Possessed, he shifted them off the bed until they hit the floor with Poppy pinned beneath him. Bearing down on her, he slammed inside her until her cries turned to screams, and when her second orgasm hit, he finally let himself go.
They didn’t leave the bedroom that afternoon or that night. After they’d recovered, Samir made love to her again, slow and hot, while they were still on the floor. He’d been in control of every movement, but she didn’t mind.
Afterward, he pulled her into her shower. It was too small to hold two people, but he’d lifted her up against the wall and proved that the shower was not only big enough to wash two people, but it was also big enough to make her come again.
Exhausted, they fell into the bed. When her stomach grumbled, he laughed and pressed his hand to her naked abdomen. “I guess we built up an appetite.”
“I’m starving,” she confessed. “But I don’t think I could even walk to the door let alone to the kitchen.
“I’m hungry too.” Leaning over, he slid his tongue over the inside of her thigh and nibbled gently on her skin.
“Samir,” she giggled and pushed him away. “I don’t think I have anything else to give you.”
“Is that a challenge?” he asked with a raised eyebrow.
“No,” she said quickly, but it was too late. Shrieking, she tried to push him away, but he’d already buried his head between her legs. Soon, she was gasping and undulating under him. His talented tongue lashed out across her sensitive clit until there was nothing playful about his action. Panting and moaning, she orgasmed once again.
“Never underestimate what I can make your body do,” he murmured as he leaned up to kiss her. She tasted her own juices on his lips. Salty and tangy.
“I’m going to need another shower,” she said breathlessly, and a lecherous grin crossed his face. “Samir!” Punching his shoulder lightly, she lifted her head to kiss him again. “Want to see what I can make your body do?”
“Yes, but first I should feed you before you put anything else in your mouth.” Grinning, he pushed himself off her and reached for his clothes. “Want me to bring you some dinner? I’d hate for Melka to get an eyeful of your luscious body.”
The thought of Samir’s bodyguard bothered her. There were times she caught him giving Samir a speculative look that seemed to go beyond his job, but she pushed it out of her mind.
“No, I’m going to get dressed and join you. My room smells like sweat and sex. It needs to be aired out.” Her body protested when she eased off the bed, and she winced. “I think you broke me.”
