Page 50 of Lush Curves

“You feel so good,” he said in a low voice. “You are the fuckinghottestwoman I have ever known… you make me crazy. I love you, princess. I love you.”

And Annie believed him – she did. She was almost fifty, she was with a man fifteen years younger, she was jiggly and scarred from childbirth and her tummy sagged... and with Sam, for Sam, she was a goddess. She was all that he wanted. She was his.

She was his princess. Shebelievedit now, in her blood and bones and heart.

Wild with impatience and need, done waiting for his moment, he pushed himself inside of her, all in one movement, as deep inside her as he could go, buried to the hilt. She exhaled sharply, pressed her ass back against his thighs, taking him even deeper. He groaned, pulled back almost to the tip of his cock, plunged in again. And again. And again. And again. He held her hips and just thrust and thrust, barely hearing Annie's rising cries, feeling nothing except her sex, hot and sweet and pulsing, so wet and welcoming.

One final thrust – as deep as he could go – and Sam came, hard. He jerked and cried out, his broad chest heaving; he didn’t think he’deverstop coming. As his vision cleared, he saw that she writhed beneath him, close but still not coming, needing just a bit more, and he reached under her, found her swollen clit. As she started to come, he rolled it between his fingers.

Annie screamed, exploding for the second time in as many minutes. Her arms shook and she collapsed, stars bursting in front of her eyes. If Sam hadn’t been grasping her hips and massaging her pussy, she’d have landed flat on her face. She trembled all over, as weak as a woman with a raging fever, fighting to get back up on her elbows.

"I love you," she managed to say between gasps, between sobs. "Sam, I love you."

"Oh, God, Annie. I love you too. So, so damn much."

Annie pushed up a bit, but her arms were still shaking hard, and she almost fell again. Sam leaned forward and gently hooked her under the arms. He pulled her back until she was sitting on his large thighs, pressed back against his warm chest. He was kneeling behind her, still inside of her, and she closed her eyes to savor the sensation of the man she loved holding her close, running his hands all over breasts, kissing the side of her neck, murmuring in her ear, all while being buried deep inside her still-conracting pussy.

“How was that?” he whispered.

She turned her head to face him. Her eyes were bright. “It was perfect.”

“Yeah. I thought so too.”

She felt him swell inside of her and she gasped. “No way!”

“Oh, yes way.” He moved her on his swelling cock, her hips rolling and thrusting. He ran his tongue down her neck and she moaned. “I can’t get enough of you, princess.”

She threw her head back, closed her eyes, shuddered. She couldn’t get enough of him either.

Chapter Ten

Annie smiled at her customer, utterly uncaring that he was a rude jerk who was fussing about his bacon being not crispy enough yetagain. She apologized –yetagain– then spun off happily to the kitchen to tell Damon that the idiot at table six was carrying on being a pain on the ass. He did his usual silent glower, threw the bacon back on the flame, glared at it ferociously as it turned toasty.

“He want it black?” Damon growled. “‘Cause that’s about where we’re at, Annie.”

She shrugged, all sunshine and la-la-la. “He just said to make it more crispy.”

“More crispy,” Damon muttered. “I’llcrispyit, for damn sure.”

“I have to get to table four. Can you give that order to Talia when it’s up?”

“Yeah.”

Annie nodded, spun, almost danced back into the diner like someone in a corny musical. Talia watched her from the counter where she was pouring coffee.

“Someone’s awful happy today,” Talia observed. “What’s up with your love life, huh?”

“I don’t kiss and tell!” Annie sparkled. “And before you ask – I don’t do anything else and tell, either.”

“You are just teasing me.”

“Yep.”

Annie grabbed a menu, headed over to the table by the window. She hadn’t seen the customer come in and the woman had her back to Annie as she approached, so it wasn’t until Annie was actually standing next to the table and opening her mouth that she saw who it was.

“Oh!” she said in surprise, shocked to near-friendliness. “Hello again!”

The bitch from the bathroom in The Cave stared up at her, and it was like she’d never laid eyes on Annie in her life. “Ummm… hello?”

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