Page 38 of Lush Curves

Sam stood up and helped Annie to her feet, pulled her to the bedroom.

He paused at the door, realizing that it had been a while for her. For him too, actually. “Are you sure, princess?”

Her hands moved to her shirt and she started to unbutton it. “I’m sure.”

Sam’s breath caught as the top of her breasts appeared. He stepped forward. “Let me.”

She dropped her hands and stood still. He reached for her now and unbuttoned her blouse slowly. He peeled the material back off her shoulders, and threw it on the floor. She gasped as he lifted her loose, light skirt up and over her ass, running his hands over her.

Sam almost groaned when he felt the heat of her sex through the simpe cotton of her underwear: he ran his fingers around, over, back across. She gripped his shoulders and shuddered as he touched between her lips, gently pressed on her clit. His finger ran up and down, and he felt her open to his touch. Sam knelt down and yanked her skirt off.

“Turn around,” he said, his voice husky.

She obeyed without a word and he undid her bra, rolled her panties down her legs.

“Let me see you, honey.Allof you.”

She turned to face him, trembling as those molten brown eyes looked her up and down, seeing her whole. He wasn’t touching her, but Annie felt her body heating up under his gaze. She arched and bit her lip.

He couldn’t stop looking at her: she was curved in all the right places, generous and lush like a peach. Her skin glowed like a pale moon, and her nipples were pink and perfect. Her pussy was covered in ruby curls, and he saw that she was open, her sweet clit peeking out. He had to touch her, he had to be close to her. With a shaking hand, he reached out and touched her mouth, running the pad of his thumb across the lower lip. She closed her eyes.

Sam pulled her to him for a kiss and she gasped when he cupped her ass and lifted her right off her feet. Without thinking, she wrapped her legs around him and even through his jeans, she felt his cock pushing against her. She pushed back, hard, and smiled when he ran his hands over her back. In one strong movement, he lowered her to the bed, followed her down. She lay under him, naked and open and wet and ready.

He knotted her hair in his fist and pulled her head up to his lips. She whimpered at the dominance of what he was doing, her whole body responding to him as he just took total command. She was losing all ability to think and she loved it.

He pulled her head away and she opened her eyes to meet his.

“I am going to make it good for you, Annie. I’m going to make you feel so cherished and special... like the princess that you are.”

He ran his other hand down her body. It trailed around her breasts, just grazing the nipples, then down her stomach. Lower. His thumb slid across her pussy and she gave a cry.

“Easy, honey. We’re just warming up.”

He ran his finger between her legs now, up and down between her lips. She was moving against his hand, trying to get him to touch her clit, but he was playing with her. His fingers circled her sweet bud, closer and harder, but never quite touching it.

“Oh, Sam. Please.”

“Please what?”

“Please touch me…”

He grazed her clit and she sobbed in shock at the bolt of electricity that ran straight out from it. “Here?”

“Yes.Yes!”

He did it again, his hand in her hair forcing her to meet his gaze. “Don’t you move your head, honey. I want to watch you.”

His words flared her desire and she felt herself opening more to him.God, her pussy was practically begging for him to thrust inside of it.

Sam looked at Annie sprawled across his bed, her creamy, lush breasts rising and falling as she panted his name and begged for him to touch her. He watched her face as his finger stroked her slit, spreading her sweet honey all over.

Oh, God. I need to feel her.

He slid a finger inside of her and her hips almost flew off the bed.

“Oh! Oh,God!”

“That’s right, honey. Just feel what I’m doing to you.”

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