Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 30692 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 153(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30692 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 153(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
The arm I had around her waist eventually developed a mind of its own and leisurely inched up until my hand was resting just below her breast. My thumb softly brushed back and forth on the underside of the rounded globe, and though it was so quiet I almost missed it, Samantha’s breath hitched.
Moving with deliberate slowness, giving Samantha plenty of opportunity to stop me, I shifted her body so she was in front of me. The footrest was up, and the back slightly reclined, so she sat between my spread legs and leaned back against me.
For a moment, I rested my hands on her curvy hips, then glided them up her torso until I cupped her breasts. When my thumbs passed lightly over her nipples, she let out a tiny moan, and a shiver raced through her body.
I buried my head in her thick, strawberry-scented curls and inhaled deeply as I tried to get a better grip on my control. Gently, I massaged her globes before twisting and plucking the rigid tips.
“James,” she murmured as her body squirmed against me. When my rock-hard shaft pressed against her ass, she froze. I waited on pins and needles to see what she would do next. After what seemed like an eternity, she wiggled again and pressed herself even closer to me.
“Fuck,” I grunted as I released one of her tits to move all of her hair to one side so I could nibble and suck on the sensitive skin of her neck. Then my hands traveled south to the hem of the shirt she was wearing, resting on her legs, just above her knees.
Samantha trembled as I inched my hands up under the material, sliding them along her silky skin.
When I reached the apex of her thighs, I paused. “Are you wet for me, baby?” I purred in her ear.
A tiny sound escaped her lips, and I wasn’t sure if it was good or bad. She finally nodded, and I grinned against the damp skin of her neck as I pressed on her thighs, moving her legs and draping them over mine so she was wide open. Then I finished the trek up to her center, and the whole world froze.
“You aren’t wearing panties?”
8
JAMES
I growled my question in her ear and brushed my thumb over her damp flesh.
Samantha shivered, and her opening became even slicker. “I don’t…um…don’t—” She sucked in a sharp breath when I circled her clit with the pad of my middle finger. “I don’t usually wear them to bed.”
“You didn’t go back to bed, baby,” I pointed out as I cupped her pussy with one hand and slipped the other under her knee to bend her leg and pull it back, exposing her even more. “Were you hoping I’d notice, Samantha? Did you want me to touch your hot little pussy?”
More wetness gushed from her center when I spoke, making me wonder if she got off on dirty talk. I dipped a finger into her channel and groaned. “So fucking wet.” Her muscles clenched and tried to suck more of my digit inside, making me chuckle wickedly. “I’m ready to come just thinking about fucking this tight pussy. It doesn’t even want to let my finger go, so it’s going to squeeze the fuck out of my cock.”
Samantha moaned and coated my fingers with even more of her sticky arousal. Oh fuck, yeah. My girl definitely liked my filthy mouth.
“Is that what you want, baby? My big, fat dick filling you up and making you scream my name?”
“James,” she whimpered. “Please.”
She sounded a little apprehensive, and I raised my head from her neck to look down at her. Her blue pools were a swirling mix of need and…confusion, as if she had no idea what was happening to her.
“Samantha, are you a virgin, baby?”
She bit her lip and squeezed her eyes shut for a second before meeting my gaze again and whispering, “Yes.”
Well, shit. I hadn’t expected that. Nor could I have predicted the overwhelming sense of possession that swept over me. I’d already determined that Samantha was mine, but knowing she was mine alone? Fuck, it was almost enough for me to come in my pants like a horny teenager.
Her legs began to close, and I slapped my palms onto her thighs, forcing them wide open again. “Don’t,” I growled. “You made the decision to give me this pussy when you put on my shirt without anything underneath. So don’t even think about trying to hide it from me.” I cupped her center and pushed my middle finger back inside her. “This is mine. I’m going to pop your cherry and claim it.” And plant my baby inside it.
I wasn’t sure how she would react to the last part of my plan, but that wouldn’t stop me from attempting it. That might have made me a bastard, but I would do anything and everything to keep Samantha. And the idea of having a little Samantha running around filled my heart with warmth.