Sweet & Spicy (Sweet Water #1) Read Online Samantha Whiskey

Categories Genre: Contemporary Tags Authors: Series: Sweet Water Series by Samantha Whiskey
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Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 62783 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 314(@200wpm)___ 251(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
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“Omigod,” she groaned as I dragged my cock through her slickness again and again, working her up as I took my time kissing her spine before raising up above her.

“Do you feel that?” I asked, thrusting against her for emphasis but keeping myself from sinking into her to draw out her need. “Do you feel how fucking on fire I am for you?”

“God, yes,” she answered.

“You’re all spread out and on display for me, baby.” I gently gripped her hips, rocking her against me. “I’ve got full control,” I said, maneuvering her this way and that, showing her exactly how submissive this position was for her. She trembled with each move, her body clenching with each tease I gave her. “All you have to do is let me take care of you.” I glided through her again, my hard cock grinding against her clit.

“God,” she groaned, gripping the mattress tighter. “James.” My name was a plea that sent primal pride zapping down my spine.

“You want to me to make you come on my cock?” I asked, my voice rough and low.

“Now,” she said. “Make me come now.”

Fuck.

She was so trusting, so giving, so free for me.

Mine.

I shifted up, moving so my cock set poised at her entrance as I held onto her hips. “Say please.”

“Please!”

I slammed home inside her, bottoming out before pulling back and doing it over again. She moaned with each thrust, completely at my mercy as I took her from behind. I rocked into her, the angle from the pillows letting me sink so much deeper inside her.

“Fuck, baby,” I groaned as I pumped into her. “You feel so fucking good.” Her pussy fluttered around my cock, matching her shaken breaths. “Already?” I smirked, releasing one of her hips to slip my hand beneath her, my fingers rolling against her clit as I continued to thrust inside her. “Like this?”

“Yes, yes, yes,” she said, turning her head into the mattress as she moaned, her pussy clenching around me as she came.

Fuck, it was so hot. Watching her unravel for me. Watching her trust me enough to take care of her. It almost had me coming right along with her, but I held out, slowing my pace as she rode that high.

I reclaimed her hips, dragging my pace out to a torturous level that had her entire body trembling.

“One more,” I said, upping my pace without warning.

Her surprised little whimper of pleasure had every inch of me on fire. Everything narrowed to the feel of her body around mine, to the sounds she made as I pumped into her over and over again.

“I don’t know if I can,” she breathed the words, her voice laced with pleasure and need.

“You can, baby,” I said. “Give me one more.” I gently shifted her bent leg higher, the angle allowing me even more access. I looked down between us, the sight of where our bodies connected enough to make me fucking see stars.

“God, James,” she moaned as I spread her wider, using every inch of my body to make hers sing.

“I love it when you call me that,” I groaned, pumping into her. “You only do it when I have you like this, when you need me like this.”

“That, oh god, keep doing that,” she demanded when I moved back to her clit, working it in light circles as I slid in and out of her with my cock.

Each stroke was an awakening.

Each pleasured cry from her was my undoing.

I loved this girl. Then. Now. Always.

And I silently showed her with every careful touch, every worshipping move.

Her pussy clenched tighter around my cock, and I pressed down on her clit while I pistoned my hips into her.

I groaned as her orgasm ripped mine from me, heat snapping down my spine as I came so hard I blacked out for a few seconds.

I slowed down, our bodies trembling as we rode the last waves of pleasure crashing between us. I held myself up over her, kissing her back before gently pulling out and climbing off the bed. I was back in no time, cleaning us up before drawing the sheets over us, her turning on side to face me.

“That was…” Her smile took over whatever she was about to say, and I couldn’t help but return it.

I brushed back her wild hair with my fingers, kissing her in a slow, almost lazy sort of way. We didn’t need to rush. We didn’t need to think about tomorrow. We just needed to be in the now.

And as she closed her eyes, blissful exhaustion settling over her, I realized I was completely content to do just that…quite possibly for the rest of forever.

CHAPTER 13

Anne

“Your levels are improving,” the doctor said as he looked over my chart. “The meds are working and your efforts really are making a difference.”


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