Page 15 of Liberate Us

“God, I can’t,” I whimpered, lifting onto my elbows.

He pushed into me as deep as my body would allow, forcing thetable to move across the floor.

“Harder,” I heard myself say.

A dark chuckle left him. He grabbed my hips, kicked my legsapart even more, and thrust hard and deep.

“Yes,” I cried out. “Fuck.”

“You like that.” He grabbed my hair, pulling me upright and backagainst him. “Me fucking you like a little slut.” He removed my tank top fromaround my wrists before cupping my throat. “So fucking tight, baby,” hemurmured in my ear. “So tight. You’re going to suck all the cum from my body.”

“Fuck me harder, Sam,” I panted, needing the pain he promised.

With his nose pressed against my cheek, his hot breath fannedover the side of my face. He reached between us, smacking his palm across myass. The sharp pain only heightened this need for him.

“You’re my little brat, aren’t you?” he murmured, ripping myhead back even more.

“Yes.” I reached behind me, needing to touch some part of him.He was still fully clothed, minus his dick which was currently inside of me. Ilatched on to his jeans, pulling him closer.

“Fuck, baby, you’re going to make me come so damn hard, all thatcream is going to break the condom.”

A laugh left me. “God, so dirty.”

He chuckled.

I realized then that it was a sound I liked. There was a side toSammy that he never shared with anyone. He didn’t smile or laugh often but whenhe did, it reached a part of me that no other man had ever been able to reach.Especially not since my late husband passed.

He bent over me, his hips stopping. His teeth found my shoulder,his tongue licking along the sting of his bite. He towered over me, covering myhands with his and pushing into me as far as my body would allow him. Themovements picked up, forcing the table to scratch along the floor until it hit thewall. My hips were pressed up against the edge and I could already feel bruisesforming, but I didn’t care. Not in the least.

“Harder, Sammy,” I begged. “Break my fucking table.”

He grunted his approval, his lips brushing along the shell of myear. His hips powered forward and back, tearing into a part of my body thathadn’t been used in so long besides my own touch.

“If I get to be too much for you, tell me,” he whispered in myear. That was the final warning he gave before he shoved his fingers into my mouth.His index and middle fingers hooked into my cheeks, forcing my mouth open wide.

My breathing came out in short quick pants, drool dripped downmy chin, but I found that it only turned me on even more.

Pulling his fingers from my mouth, he wrapped his arm around mychest and held me tightly against him. It was so tight, it was like he wastrying to show me that I was safe with him. He rolled his hips, back and forth,side to side.

My whimpers turned into moans, my legs shaking at the brutalforce of him fucking me. “Harder,” I demanded, needing that delicious pain ofbeing fucked good and hard.

He fisted my hair, holding my head in place. Hooking his otherhand around my thigh, he lifted my knee onto the table, opening me even more tohim.

Sammy stopped, pushing into me as far as my body would allow.With his free hand, he slipped his fingers into my pussy alongside his cock.

I swallowed a gasp at being stretched even wider.

“Hmm…” He licked up the side of my face, his hand in my hair,tightening. His fingers thrust into me once, twice, before he pulled them outof me and ran them over the tight hole between the cheeks of my ass. Instead ofgiving me a chance to take a breath, he shoved them into me.

I cried out, my eyes rolling into the back of my head.

Sam thrust his fingers in and out of my ass and began picking upspeed with his hips. He powered forward and back. My body felt full, the slightpain of parts of him being in both my pussy and ass, ignited this yearning formore.

“God,” I whispered, a shiver trembling through my body.

Sammy slipped from my heat, keeping a firm grip on my hair. Hepulled his fingers from my body and began running his hand along my swollencenter.

I moaned, pushing back into his touch.

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