Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 81986 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81986 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Making love while being in love was simply that much better, the way emotion infused every touch and kiss. Also, my newfound certainty that I was staying made this feel like the start of something big and important. Us. Home. Forever. We’d started this thing that first night under my tree, but tonight was a new beginning in so many ways.
“I love this.” I sighed contentedly as Sam nibbled under my earlobe and leisurely stroked me. His erection nudged against my hip, and I reached for his cock, half expecting Sam to bat my hand away to stay in control of the situation. Instead, he stretched against me, head falling back, body welcoming my explorations. “Yes. I love touching you. And tasting you.”
I playfully licked what I could reach of his neck and chest. His grip tightened on my cock, and our moans mingled. Nice as it would be to get off this way, I wanted him inside me more.
“Don’t want to come,” I panted, stretching my arm to fumble in the nightstand for lube and condoms. “I need you.”
“You’ve got me.” Sitting up, Sam took the supplies from me, but when I would have flipped over, he stopped me with a hand on my stomach. “No, stay like this. On your back. I want to see you.”
“I want that too.” I’d noticed that we mainly had sex with Sam behind me. Which was hot as hell but limited my ability to see his expression and all the emotions therein. Perhaps Sam had worried about showing too much, too soon. But now we trusted each other. Loved each other.
Sam already saw so much more of me than anyone else ever had. I welcomed his intense gaze as he moved between my legs. Helping, I drew my legs up and back, moaning softly when he started tracing slick circles around my rim. He slowly worked me open, watching me the whole time. I didn’t look away because Sam’s expression was arousing as fuck, the way his eyes flickered hot and his kiss-swollen lips parted.
“God, I love you so much.” I groaned as he finally slid two slippery fingers deep enough to graze my prostate.
“Sure you don’t just love my fingers?” Sam teased.
“Love all of you.” I was serious in my reply, and his face softened. Reaching up, he touched my face with his left hand, and I kissed his knuckles. “Now, Sam. Please.”
“Love you too.” He smiled fondly as he took care of the condom. I’d never thought of condom-free sex as a turn-on, but I wanted the rubber gone, wanted to feel him bare. Soon. I’d talk to Dr. Washington about getting tested so I could make sure I was taking care of Sam.
“I want you. So much.” I breathed out as Sam positioned himself. Much as I loved prostate action, I’d come to love this part too—the stretch, the fullness, the warm feeling of taking another person inside me.
“Want you too. Want this.” Sam often entered me slowly, almost too slowly, but tonight, he pushed in with an assertiveness that had me gasping.
“Yes.” I moaned, rocking up to meet his thrusts. “Love it when you tell me what you want.”
“Want you.” His eyes were dark and hooded with desire, and his thrusts had a new level of intensity.
“More,” I demanded. Sam complied, pushing my legs farther back and sitting up so his cock slid deeper, nailing the exact spot I needed. “Yes. That.”
“Uh-huh.” Sam released a low, guttural moan, usual patience snapping as he went hard and fast. His lack of control made me groan right along with him. The way his head fell back and his grip tightened on my legs made my cock pulse against my stomach. Sam going after his own pleasure was hot as hell.
“That’s right. Take me.” I was beyond caring if my dirty talk was cheesy. My words seemed to spur Sam on, which was all that mattered.
“Worth. Worth, tell me again,” he panted.
I knew exactly what he wanted and needed to hear. “I love you.”
“Always?” Like earlier, the hint of vulnerability in Sam’s voice almost did me in. For the first time, I could see I wasn’t the only one with self-worth issues.
“Always. I’m going to love you forever because you’re enough too, Sam. You are.”
“Oh God.” The absolute pleasure that washed across his face was breathtaking. I’d done that with only my words. My love, which was the easiest thing in the world to offer him. It was enough. It was more than enough because Sam’s thrusts sped up, and his I’m-so-close noises got louder.
“That’s it, Sam. Come in me.” I couldn’t care less about my own orgasm, but Sam grabbed my hand and placed it on my cock.
“You too,” he ordered in that stern voice that never failed to get me harder. “Want you to come too.”