asked, gasping. “I want you in my ass. Do you want to be in my ass?”
“You know I do.” He withdrew his fingers from her butt and her cunt and then sat back on his heels. His chin shone with her juices. “Gonna burn.”
“I know.” She grabbed her breasts, tweaking her nipples. “I need you.”
“Then I’m all yours.” He flipped her over and arranged her on her knees with her ass in the air. She marveled at his superhuman strength. Some might be afraid of Sam’s brawn. Not her. He wasn’t dangerous. More like a gigantic teddy bear packing a 9mm handgun.
Sam rubbed lube on her asshole, and then worked his finger into her. She sighed and relaxed, allowing him to breach her hole. She groaned. The burn felt like heaven and so right with him involved.
“Yeah,” she panted. “Oh, God, yeah.” She rocked back and forth on her hands and knees.
“Baby.”
Emma glanced over her shoulder. Sam stood behind her, condom in hand. He rolled the latex over his dick. He added more lube to her ass then stroked himself.
She breathed out as he lined himself up with her asshole then pushed. The initial pressure built and then eased. She dug her fingers into the bedding and moaned.
“Holy fuck, you’re tight.” Sam gripped her hips. He kissed between her shoulder blades. Inch by inch, he filled her until his balls slapped her clit.
“Move,” Emma begged. “Feels so good.”
“Yeah?” His thrusts increased. He punctuated each slide into her body with a smack on her ass.
Emma’s thoughts blurred and her senses reeled. Pleasure overwhelmed her. Her entire body shivered and both feet bobbed.
“Sam,” she bit out. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t hold back. The orgasm hit at full force. She wobbled on her knees and the room spun.
“Fuck.” Sam’s one word cry filled the bedroom. His cock twitched in her ass. “Damn.”
She giggled as he slumped over top of her. His weight bore down on her and she collapsed on the bed. Both of them breathed heavy and snuggled. She loved how he swore when they made love. At least she knew he got into the actions.
Sam pulled out of her and flopped beside her on the bed. “You were meant for me, baby.” He wrapped his arm around her neck and kissed her. “Perfect match.”
“I love you, too.” She glanced over her shoulder. “We should buy a strap-on.”
“You betcha .” Sam let go of her and rolled into a seated position. The bed wobbled as he stood. The sound of the men stopped and the television clicked. For a moment, she kind of missed the sound of groaning men.
She crawled up the bed until her head hit the pillow. Sleep beckoned, but the sex was worth every minute. When Sam returned from the bathroom, he stretched out beside her and cradled her against his nude body.
“Best sex ever,” she murmured. Best night ever.
****
Sam cuddled her in silence for what seemed like forever. She got him. She liked anal sex, liked giving him anal sex and wasn’t afraid to be herself—including the idea of the strap-on. He couldn’t let her go if he tried. Part of him still wanted Quint in his life, but the bigger part of him needed her too much.
“ Em ?” He had to say something. Had to break the silence and put his heart on the line. Except the fear slid into his brain. Damn it.
“Right here.” She draped her arm across his chest. “I can’t move and I like it.”
God. Where was he going to start? “You know I love you.” What an asshole starting line… “I mean, you know you’re the one I care the most about.”
“But?” She rose up on her elbow and propped her head on her right hand. “There’s a but coming.”
“Christ. You sound like Quint.”
“Sounds like he’s a smart guy.” She smiled and walked her fingers up and down his pecs.
“There is no but in this statement.” He held up her left hand. “I’m not the best guy and I’m sure there’s probably a better one out there for you. My heart craves men and one woman.
“You know I do.” He withdrew his fingers from her butt and her cunt and then sat back on his heels. His chin shone with her juices. “Gonna burn.”
“I know.” She grabbed her breasts, tweaking her nipples. “I need you.”
“Then I’m all yours.” He flipped her over and arranged her on her knees with her ass in the air. She marveled at his superhuman strength. Some might be afraid of Sam’s brawn. Not her. He wasn’t dangerous. More like a gigantic teddy bear packing a 9mm handgun.
Sam rubbed lube on her asshole, and then worked his finger into her. She sighed and relaxed, allowing him to breach her hole. She groaned. The burn felt like heaven and so right with him involved.
“Yeah,” she panted. “Oh, God, yeah.” She rocked back and forth on her hands and knees.
“Baby.”
Emma glanced over her shoulder. Sam stood behind her, condom in hand. He rolled the latex over his dick. He added more lube to her ass then stroked himself.
She breathed out as he lined himself up with her asshole then pushed. The initial pressure built and then eased. She dug her fingers into the bedding and moaned.
“Holy fuck, you’re tight.” Sam gripped her hips. He kissed between her shoulder blades. Inch by inch, he filled her until his balls slapped her clit.
“Move,” Emma begged. “Feels so good.”
“Yeah?” His thrusts increased. He punctuated each slide into her body with a smack on her ass.
Emma’s thoughts blurred and her senses reeled. Pleasure overwhelmed her. Her entire body shivered and both feet bobbed.
“Sam,” she bit out. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t hold back. The orgasm hit at full force. She wobbled on her knees and the room spun.
“Fuck.” Sam’s one word cry filled the bedroom. His cock twitched in her ass. “Damn.”
She giggled as he slumped over top of her. His weight bore down on her and she collapsed on the bed. Both of them breathed heavy and snuggled. She loved how he swore when they made love. At least she knew he got into the actions.
Sam pulled out of her and flopped beside her on the bed. “You were meant for me, baby.” He wrapped his arm around her neck and kissed her. “Perfect match.”
“I love you, too.” She glanced over her shoulder. “We should buy a strap-on.”
“You betcha .” Sam let go of her and rolled into a seated position. The bed wobbled as he stood. The sound of the men stopped and the television clicked. For a moment, she kind of missed the sound of groaning men.
She crawled up the bed until her head hit the pillow. Sleep beckoned, but the sex was worth every minute. When Sam returned from the bathroom, he stretched out beside her and cradled her against his nude body.
“Best sex ever,” she murmured. Best night ever.
****
Sam cuddled her in silence for what seemed like forever. She got him. She liked anal sex, liked giving him anal sex and wasn’t afraid to be herself—including the idea of the strap-on. He couldn’t let her go if he tried. Part of him still wanted Quint in his life, but the bigger part of him needed her too much.
“ Em ?” He had to say something. Had to break the silence and put his heart on the line. Except the fear slid into his brain. Damn it.
“Right here.” She draped her arm across his chest. “I can’t move and I like it.”
God. Where was he going to start? “You know I love you.” What an asshole starting line… “I mean, you know you’re the one I care the most about.”
“But?” She rose up on her elbow and propped her head on her right hand. “There’s a but coming.”
“Christ. You sound like Quint.”
“Sounds like he’s a smart guy.” She smiled and walked her fingers up and down his pecs.
“There is no but in this statement.” He held up her left hand. “I’m not the best guy and I’m sure there’s probably a better one out there for you. My heart craves men and one woman.
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