the hot tang of musk
rising up between their bodies mingling with the spicy scent of his skin and
the smell of leather on hot, bound flesh was so erotic that all too soon she
was balanced on the edge of control.
Shifting one hand to grasp his thigh, Sam leaned back and
used the other to tuck up the hem of her negligee to expose where their bodies
joined. Adam groaned at the sight, his chest heaving and eyes blazing as they
both watched Sam’s fingers slip into her spread pink folds and find the swollen
bud of her clitoris.
“I need you to move now,” she told him. “I need you to fuck
me so I can come.”
The last words had barely passed her lips before Adam
exploded into action, pumping his pelvis in short, sharp thrusts. One circling
caress of her fingers, two, three—and as Adam’s cock drilled hot and fast into
her, Sam sobbed and was over.
She heard Adam shout behind his gag as her body began to
convulse with waves of pleasure, her inner muscles contracting, squeezing so
tightly around his engorged length that he had to fight to keep his rhythm,
grunting as he bucked and jerked beneath her.
Then with his fierce blue gaze flying up to lock with hers,
Adam’s breath caught and he shuddered, the tendons in his neck straining and
the skin across his chest flushing deep crimson as he followed her over and
came apart deep inside her body.
Feeling the moist heat of his release fill her, Sam
collapsed against Adam’s chest, burying her face in the sweaty crook of his
neck as they both fought to slow their breathing. When the frantic tick of his
pulse against her cheek began to subside, she roused herself, reaching up
floppy-feeling arms to remove the gag.
As her numb fingers fiddled to loosen the scarf knotted in
the sweat-soaked tangle of his hair, a surge of emotion welled up inside Sam.
Adam had gone against everything he was to give her what she’d wanted, and it
had turned out to be so much more than she expected. Blinking back the moisture
in her eyes, she leaned in to convey her gratitude with a tender kiss the
moment the scarf fell free.
Chapter Six
It took until his lips parted beneath Sam’s gentle ones for
Adam to change the mood of the kiss into something else entirely.
“Ouch!” She jerked back from the sharp nip of his teeth
against her lower lip giving him an uncertain look. Through his exhaustion, he
was astounded to feel his still stiff cock begin to harden further again inside
her, felt a dangerous red haze of pressure building inside himself.
“Untie me, Sam,” he rasped. “Now.”
If the tone itself hadn’t been enough to get her moving, the
look in his eyes had Sam scrambling off his lap and setting to work without
delay. Thankfully, she started with the rope securing his wrists so that, once
freed, he could help with the rest of the restraints.
And help he did. Before the last piece of rope hit the
floor, Adam was out of the chair and upon her, bulldozing her backward across
the room until her calves collided with the side of the bed and he toppled her
back onto it.
Driven by base instinct, he paused only to clamp a hand
around each of her thighs and pull her toward him, spreading her legs wide
before ramming his come-coated cock back into her in one movement. She was
wet—so wet and slippery with the mess of both their releases that he slid in
like a hot knife through butter, right up to the hilt. Over his own animalistic
grunt of triumph, he heard Sam’s surprised squeal turn into a cry of ecstasy.
Reaching for her, he had the negligee off over her head with
a couple of tugs and dropped his mouth to her newly exposed breasts to ravish
her peaked nipples with tongue and teeth. With rough hands and fast, pounding
hips, he set about reclaiming his mastery, taking what he wanted in the most
primal fashion, incapable of sparing a thought for flair or finesse through the
mist of need hazing his mind.
Seemingly ignited by his wild passion, an answering frenzy
blazed to life
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