Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 58253 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 291(@200wpm)___ 233(@250wpm)___ 194(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58253 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 291(@200wpm)___ 233(@250wpm)___ 194(@300wpm)
He hadn’t expected to get such insight into who Samantha was over pizza but he’d gotten it anyway. It was clear she needed someone who both saw and heard her, who recognized her needs in a way no one had before. And he wanted to be the man who gave that to her.
“This is amazing,” she said, drawing his attention back to the setting he’d planned. “You did this for us?”
“I wanted to give you something special.”
She reached up on her toes, wrapped her arms around his neck, and hugged him, her happiness and gratitude obvious. But within an instant the rubbing of their bodies changed the gesture into more.
“Dex,” she murmured, threading her fingers through his hair and scratching his scalp lightly with her nails.
God, he wanted to lay her out beneath the dark sky and devour her sweet body. “We have a movie to watch.” He barely recognized his own desire-laden voice.
“I know. I wouldn’t want your effort to go to waste.”
He didn’t give a damn about wasted effort, but he did want this experience with her. “Seats or blankets on the floor?” he asked.
She wrinkled her nose as she attempted to decide. “Blankets. I want to be close to you,” she murmured.
That sounded good to him.
Together they gathered two blankets, setting them in front of the chairs, creating a comfortable space. Once they were seated, the movie began, a romantic comedy he’d chosen for her, telling himself he’d get through it. He’d watched enough when he’d taken Fallon to the movies when they were younger.
But this was nothing like being with his sister. He settled Samantha between his legs as he leaned against the chair behind him. She leaned back into him and they watched the movie. To his surprise, it was fun and he tried to relax and ignore his hard-on, which he managed… until the love scene on the screen. It was graphic and Samantha squirmed in his arms, her arousal obvious.
He slid a hand up her dress and cupped one breast in his hand, pleased to find no bra. The movie continued on the screen but he was neither watching nor listening. He tweaked her nipple, rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger, not letting up or giving her relief. She moaned and twisted, trying to turn and face him, but that wasn’t his plan. He continued to tweak and play with the tight bud until she was panting with need.
“Shh,” he said into her ear. “I’ve got you.”
She lay her head back against his shoulder. “I’m so empty, Dex. I need—”
“Tell me what you need, beautiful.”
She pressed her palm against her obviously needy sex and he pulled her hand away. “No. If you’re going to come, it will be because I’m letting you.”
His cock throbbed against the confining material of his pants but his needs would have to wait.
He replaced her hand with his, letting his fingers drift over her wet panties. “You’re drenched,” he said on a low growl.
“I need to come.” Raising her hips, she attempted to gain more pressure, and he gave it to her, rubbing over her panties, pressing down, and moving his palm in small circles.
He moved the material to the side, coating his fingers with her juices and pushing one digit inside. “Better?”
“Yes,” she said, trembling until he began to pump his finger in and out of her sex, rubbing her inner walls as he moved. “I’m close,” she whimpered.
He squeezed his legs around her at the same time he curled his finger inside. “Come for me, Samantha.” He slid his finger out of her body and pressed down on her clit.
She detonated, her body stiffening against him. “Dex!”
He circled faster and she rocked her hips, rubbing her sex against his hand, her moans filling the night, the movie long forgotten.
Lifting her, he placed her beside him, pulled a condom from his wallet, shedding his jeans and boxer briefs. He rolled on protection and sat back down beside her.
He looked at her flushed face and dazed expression, her eyelids heavy, and knew she had more in her. “Come here.”
She pulled off her panties and rose to her knees, then straddled his lap. Taking his cock in her hand, she placed it at her entrance, then slid down, enclosing him in warm heat.
He closed his eyes, soaking in the feel of being squeezed inside her. He groaned at the same time she did and she met his gaze. “So good,” she said in a sexy voice. “I’m so full.”
“Take us over,” he instructed, and she began to rise and fall, rocking her sex against him with each joining of their bodies. Her movements came faster, more frantic, and suddenly he felt her spasm around his dick, triggering a climax of his own.
He wasn’t sure how long he stayed inside her before he finally came to his senses. Her dress floated around them, providing coverage, not that anyone was around to watch.