Voluptuous by Natasha Moore Page B

slipped all the way
off her shoulders and she didn’t even care. Sam gathered her close and she
rested her head on his shoulder, soaking up his warmth, inhaling his scent.
    His erection was hot and hard between their bodies. Instinct
had her rocking her hips to give her pussy more needed stimulation. She kissed
his neck, shifted her position and rocked some more. His cock jerked against
her stomach.
    Sam hadn’t fucked her pussy yet but she hadn’t tasted him
yet either. Meredith slid off his lap onto her knees. She glanced at him. “I
want to put my mouth on you.”
    “Yes.” He moaned. “Hold on.” He pulled himself up from the
floor and sat on the sofa so she wouldn’t have to lean over so far. He caught
her waist and pulled her between his thighs. “I’m all yours, sweetheart.”
    She took him with her hands first, stroking his cock as she
had earlier. He was so hot. So hard. She loved the way he felt in her hands,
the strength, the need. A bead of pre-come gathered at the tip and she swept up
the salty cream with her tongue.
    Now that she’d had a taste, Meredith couldn’t resist taking
him deep into her mouth. Sam groaned and clutched her head with his strong
fingers. She smiled around him and began slowly riding him with her mouth. Her
saliva quickly lubricated his skin and her lips slid easily up and down his
hard length. She ran her hands up and down his thighs at the same pace. Her
high ponytail bounced with the movement.
    His taste was addictive, salty and musky and something
uniquely Sam. She let him slip out of her mouth and then ran her tongue along
every inch of his cock, slid it around the ridges of the head, licked his balls
at the base. She hummed her approval as she slid her lips back up to the top.
Then she took him fully again, taking him as deeply as she could.
    While at first he’d let her set the pace, soon Sam grabbed
her head tighter and held her in place. First he let his cock rest heavily on
her tongue and she held her breath as she waited for him to make his move. Then
he began to piston his hips, riding her tongue, plunging even deeper than she’d
taken him before.
    She loved the way he took control. She placed her hands over
his as they held each side of her head. She relaxed her jaw and let him take
her deep, hard, fast. Another primitive thrill ran through her as she let him
fuck her mouth.
    He stopped sooner than she thought he would. His hands were
shaking slightly as he pulled out of her and released his hold on her head.
    “I want to come inside you this time,” he explained, his
voice passion-rough. “Let’s go back to bed.” After they got to their feet, he
threaded his fingers with hers and brought her back to his bed. She pulled the
ponytail holder out of her nearly dry hair before she rested her head on the
pillow. This time he drew down the covers and joined her in the center of the
mattress.
    He rolled on top of her. She loved feeling his weight on
her, loved the way he pressed her into the mattress. He made her feel somehow
more feminine, more desirable, than anyone ever had before. He cradled her head
in his hands and kissed her thoroughly, his lips devouring her.
    She devoured him as well. She couldn’t get enough of him.
They met with equal passion. Lips sucking. Tongues licking. Teeth nibbling. Her
body heated with desire, her blood pulsed with the arousal flooding her system.
    When he broke off the kiss, Sam ran his lips across her jaw
and down her throat, leaving tiny kisses on her skin. When he reached her
breasts, he caressed them both, then took the nipples one at a time into his
mouth as he sucked. Then he nuzzled his face between the globes and his rough
jaw scraped erotically along her skin.
    She ran her hands over his back and murmured his name. He
lifted his head and grinned at her before he traveled farther down her body. He
dropped playful kisses across her stomach before reaching her pussy.
    He gently pushed her knees apart and she didn’t