Page 7 of Stuck with my Boss Daddies

“Such a good girl,” he murmured, his hands gripping my hips as he lined himself up, teasing me with the thick head of his cock. “You want this?”

“Yes,” I breathed. “Please.”

A low curse left his lips before he thrust forward, stretching me, filling me in a way that made my toes curl. He gave me a moment to adjust, his fingers digging into me, his breath ragged.

Then he started to move.

The pace was punishing, his hips slamming into mine, each thrust sending a shockwave of pleasure through me.

I met him stroke for stroke as the room filled with the sounds of skin meeting skin, our moans tangling together.

It was raw, desperate, and an unrelenting push and pull that had me spiraling toward another release in record time.

“Fuck, Sadie,” he gritted out, his hands sliding up my spine to grab my shoulders as he drove deeper. “You feel so fucking good.”

“Harder,” I begged, needing more, needing everything.

He growled, his thrusts turning brutal, each one hitting so deep I saw stars.

My body tensed, the pressure coiling tight, ready to snap.

“Oh God, I need you to lose yourself,” he demanded. His fingers found my clit, and he began rubbing harsh circles that sent me careening over the edge.

Pleasure exploded through me, my walls clamping down around him, dragging him with me as he groaned my name. His body shuddered as he spilled inside me.

For a moment, neither of us moved, both of us caught in the aftermath, breathless and spent.

Then Samuel collapsed beside me, pulling me against him, pressing a kiss to my temple.

“I hope you know,” he murmured, his voice still rough, “that I amnotdone with you yet.”

I didn’t doubt it.

The moment our breathing started to slow, he rolled onto his side, his fingers tracing lazy circles on my hip.

His body was still hot, still thrumming with energy, and when I glanced down, I saw he was already getting hard again.

I smirked, running my fingers lightly down his stomach, feeling the way his muscles tensed under my touch. “Already?”

He let out a breathless laugh. “With you? Of course.”

A thrill shot through me.

I pressed a slow kiss to his chest, then another, dragging my lips lower as I pushed him onto his back.

He watched me, eyes dark with hunger, his fingers threading through my hair as I moved down his body.

I took my time, kissing along the sharp lines of his abdomen, feeling the way he shuddered beneath me.

When I finally reached him, I wrapped my fingers around the base of his cock, stroking him slowly, teasing.

“Sadie…” His voice was already strained.

I met his gaze, loving the way he looked at me—like he was completely undone.

Then, without breaking eye contact, I ran my tongue over the tip, tasting him, savoring the way his breath hitched. I took him into my mouth, slow at first, my tongue swirling around him as I hollowed my cheeks.

His hand tightened in my hair, his hips jerking slightly as a curse slipped from his lips.

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