Page 15 of Worth the Wait

She resisted—for the moment—and focused on his face. “Maybe you’re not delicious to everybody.”

He cupped both hands over his heart. “Ouch.”

She poked him in his rippled abs, forcing a quick laugh from his lips. It died when she shifted to her knees and tore into the foil package. If either of them actually breathed as she rolled the condom down his cock, she’d be surprised. She smoothed the last inch in place, leaned in and licked one rock-hard pec.

“Mmm.” Up the side of his neck, then down, she flicked and kissed. “Taste is a weird and wonderful sense, especially when it’s—”

“Personal?”

She nodded as his hand slid into her hair. “Yes.”

His soft caress continued along her jawline, down her throat to the swell of her breast. Holding her with those strong arms of his, he lowered her to her back again. Then knelt between her thighs, keeping her wide open for him. For his eyes, his cock, anything he wanted.

“Are you going to fuck me?” The question came out in a husky tone she didn’t recognize, it’d been so long since she used it, if ever.

“Oh yeah.” Only he didn’t. Instead, he slid his fingers along her pussy. Teasing. Coaxing. Setting her on fire for the umpteenth time.

She reached for his cock but he evaded her grip. He shook his head andtsked, winking down at her as he circled her clit with his thumb. God, she was so ready for him. She wanted to demand he get inside her, but there’d be no point.

Sam had stolen the reins and clearly had no plans to return them. “I know exactly what you mean about taste.” He brought his hand to his lips—lips that’d given her an exquisite orgasm minutes earlier—then licked his fingers clean. “When I find something I like, I can’t get enough. Like now. I want more.”

Her quick grab at his biceps halted his descent. “You’re not going down again.”

“I’m not?” Warm breath and hotter lips grazed her breasts before heading south. “I think you’re mistaken.”

She giggled as she wiggled, hands in his hair as she only halfheartedly tried to escape his marauding tongue. She could let him do this, but right now, she wanted something else. “Sam, I need you inside me.”

He looked up at her, the intensity when their eyes met making her shiver. He pushed up onto his palms. Held the position, hovering above her, every muscle in his shoulders and arms flexing and bulging. “Say it again.”

No laughing this time. Just a husky whisper. “I need you inside me.”

He dropped to his forearms. Hands cradling her face, he dipped lower. “Keep saying that.”

The way he looked at her, the sweetness in his voice, turned her insides to goo. Made her feel as if this was more than sex. Which it wasn’t. Couldn’t be. But she’d let his seductiveness sweep her away anyway. She was older, not crazy. If Sam was into sex talk, she had plenty of things to say to him.

“I’ve imagined this so many times.”

“Me too.” He rolled his hips, teasing her clit with the head of his cock. “Bet my thoughts were dirtier.”

“I’ll take that bet and win.” She opened wider, ran her hands over his broad back, then lower, to his taut ass, which she used to pull him closer. “You’ve done some very filthy things in my fantasies.”

“Tell me.” His tongue swept inside her mouth, retreated, drew her into an erotic dance of lips and tongues and tastes. “And I’ll turn all of them into reality.”

Her heart pounded inside her chest. Adrenaline raced through her veins. “I imagined you behind me.”

SAM

Sam knewthere had to be a hell of a lot more to that fantasy. They’d get to it, all of it. For now, that’s all he needed to hear. He’d wanted their first time to be face to face, so he could kiss her, watch her eyes as he made her come, but he sure as hell wouldn’t argue with fucking her from behind.

Onto her stomach she went, the sexy little gasp she made when he flipped her over serving to make his cock that much harder.

“Did I hold you down and fuck you like this?” He ran a palm down her back, past the dimples near the base of her spine, over her hourglass curves. He took hold of her incredible hips and drew her toward him, elevating her very fine backend. “Or was your sweet ass up in the air for me, like this?”

“Yes, like this.” Her voice was throaty, almost hoarse. Pure fuck-me.

He was more than happy to oblige. He slid a finger inside her, groaning at the heat. “So beautiful and sexy… I’m going to give you everything you want. Everything you need.”

“I want you deep inside me, I need you to make me come.”

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