Page 94 of Finding Jess

Jess clung to her as she stood, keeping one arm wrapped securely around Jess’ waist, while the other hooked beneath one of her thighs.

She turned, immediately pinning Jess’ back against the wall, holding the full weight of her body.

Then she drilled into her, losing awareness of anything else but the feel of Jess’ body pressed against her own.

“Oh—my—god—” Jess panted.

Sam kept going, lifting her a few inches before yanking back down over and over again until a new intensity built in her core.

Then Jess released her arms from around her neck, pulling back to look at her instead. Her hands slid to Sam’s cheeks, and Sam moved forward to meet her lips.

But Jess pulled back, just barely out of reach.

Jess looked at her then, with a yearning that almost broke her free from the carnal state she’d entered.

She softened each thrust just a fraction as Jess leaned her forehead against hers. Jess’ brow furrowed slightly, lips parting as she watched her.

“Sam—I—”

Sam could see in her eyes what she was about to say—or maybe what she wanted to say.

Those three words.

The words that some deep buried part of her desperately wanted to hear. But there was another part that knew with certainty they couldn’t be said. Because if they were spoken aloud, they would change things. They would turn it all into something else.

Something it couldn’t be.

“I—” Jess paused, as if sharing those exact same thoughts, but deciding to say the words, anyway.

Sam tensed, her heart pounding with apprehension.

Then suddenly, Jess threw her head back, eyes squeezing shut.

“Fuck!”

Jess’ legs trembled beneath her hands.

Sam continued stroking into her as she arched back, every muscle in her body tightening.

Then Jess slowly crumpled forward, arms draping over Sam’s shoulders.

Sam slowed to a stop, adjusting her arms to wrap securely around her.

She stepped back from the wall, careful not to move too much while still inside her.

She moved back toward the bed, stopping when her knees hit the soft mattress.

Then she carefully leaned forward, laying her down against the bed.

Jess’ legs remained wrapped securely around her waist, keeping her firmly in place.Sam pulled her head back, looking down at her as she pressed a gentle kiss on her now damp temple.

She reached one hand up, wiping a stray lock of hair back from where it stuck to her forehead.

Jess opened her eyes, blinking once, then twice, as awareness filtered back into her gaze.

Sam’s heavy breathing finally began to slow, and she drooped her head forward, resting against Jess’ neck.

She felt Jess’ hands run across her shoulders, kneading against the now tight muscles.

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