Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26865 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26865 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Samantha’s chest rises and falls so quickly that I wonder if her heart will beat out of her chest. I’ve waited long enough to see those lovely mounds so I untie her top and let it drop off of her shoulders. Her pretty pink nipples are hard and begging for my kisses so I take them one taut bud between my lips.
“Oh shit, should we be doing this?” Samantha mutters as I lick the droplets of water from her tits.
“Relax. This is my pool and I can do anything I want in it.”
“What…what do you want to do?”
“I want to play with your pussy.”
She doesn’t say a word when I shove my hand inside her wet bikini bottom, but she nearly bangs her head on the pool when I slide a finger inside her.
“I don’t know what to do!” she squeals.
I guess it’s safe to assume she doesn’t have much experience with this, and it makes her panic. That’s fine. I don’t need to fuck her now. I just want to taste her.
“Use your arms to prop yourself up on the deck,” I tell her and bring her legs up onto my shoulders.
I drop my head and lick my way up her wet inner thigh toward my final destination. The need to taste her sweet little box guides me like an obsession. Her legs tremble as I part her lips and take my first delightful sampling of her warm pink flesh. She’s as sweet as honey and feels like silk on my tongue.
I reach down and stroke myself with one hand while exploring my new treasure with the other. She whimpers and pants as I make circles around her swollen clit with my tongue and insert my finger a little deeper inside her. Lost in my desire to please her, I almost forget I’m jerking off until my cock explodes in my hand and I lap at her like a starved beast feeding on its prey. She cries out and squeezes my head between her legs. I lift my head and stroke her clit with one hand while finger-fucking her with the other.
“Come on, baby girl. I want to feel you get off.”
Her eyes roll to the back of her head, and she holds her breath for so long that I wonder if she’ll ever let it out. Her body tenses and the world stands still like the calm before a terrible storm. She’s fighting against the need for release, afraid to fall off the edge of this mountain. When she can’t hold it any longer, she lets out a long moan and thrashes, wrapping her arms around my neck and bucking against my fingers.
“That’s it. Let it go. Let it all go,” I whisper, pleased with my ability to make her come so hard.
She finishes and goes limp in my arms as the warm water swirls around us.
6
SAMANTHA
I’ve been walking on a cloud since meeting Stephen at the pool. I can’t stop imagining what would have happened if he didn’t need to leave town for the next two days. He told me I could take that time off since he wouldn’t be here for me to clean up after, but each time I try to relax, thoughts of him invade my mind and I end up watching the clock waiting for him to return.
I want so badly to ask him what our tryst in the pool means for the future but I don’t dare. Maybe it’s too soon to be asking those kinds of questions. Maybe I’m afraid of what his answer might be.
The front door opens and I rush to greet him but stop dead in my tracks when I see a stranger staring back at me. He’s big like Stephen and bears a resemblance but doesn’t have the same kind of appeal. He’s hard and tense. It’s as though anger has become so comfortable for him that he wears a constant scowl. If this man opened the door when I rang the bell, I would probably have fainted.
“Who is this pretty little girl?” he asks.
I almost answer before I see Stephen standing in the doorway behind him.
“Samantha, this is my brother, Samuel.”
“It’s nice to meet you,” I say.
Stephen snorts. “No, it isn’t. There’s nothing nice about my brother.”
“That’s no way to talk about me to the ladies, brother. I can be very nice when they’re nice to me.”
“Well, Samantha doesn’t need to be nice to you. You can just pretend she isn’t here.”
“Wait, Black? As in Dominic Black? This is the girl I bought for you?” Samuel lets out an uncomfortable laugh and licks his lips. “Damn. If I knew she looked like this, I would never have sent her here. You know how much we could make off her in one of the strip clubs?”
“That’s enough, Sam. Maybe you didn’t hear me the first time. She’s off limits to you and that includes your foul mouth. Why don’t you go upstairs and change?”