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Chapter 26

Sam's erection pressed into my ass and as sore as I was from the many times we'd had sex the night before I couldn't help but want him again. He was amazing in bed. He made me wonder why he didn't sell himself. He could make a bundle giving women amazing orgasms.

I went so far as to suggest this to him and he wasn't amused.

"You're the only woman I plan on fucking and I better be the only man you think of letting touch you." The growl he let out after led to another round of sex. It seemed that everything led to sex with us, though so that wasn't a shocker.

"Hmm, come on, baby. I know you're awake." I giggled a little and he took that as a sign that I was willing, but Abby's cries let us know that she knew we were awake too.

"Well, it looks like our daughter is ready to get up," I teased as I slipped out of his grasp.

With my robe wrapped around me I made my way to the nursery where Abby was squealing and trying to suck her thumb.

"Come here, little girl," I cooed down at her earning me a gummy grin.

"Sam!" I cried. "She smiled! Like really smiled!"

He was at my side in an instant, thankfully with a pair of gym shorts on.

"Is that right, little one? Did you smile for Mommy?" She smiled again making us both melt.

I can't believe how big she had gotten in such a short amount of time. She was so adorable and had everyone she met wrapped around her little finger, but especially Sam. He adored her. Most men complained about getting up with their kids in the middle of the night, or changing diapers, but Sam never seemed to mind. In fact, there were times I had to race him to get to her.

"Okay, princess, Mommy pumped so Daddy's going to feed you this morning."

She grunted and I swear she knew what he meant. She hated the bottle and we'd tried everything to get her to take it. Sam always said she was like her daddy and only liked the real thing. I said he was a pervert, making him smirk at me.

Sam sat in the rocking chair and began singing a song to her, soft and low. She fussed a little but eventually resigned herself to taking the bottle, although I swear she was scowling at Sam.

"That's your scowl," I told him, earning me a laugh.

"I think you may be right, babe. But she looks so much like you. You're beautiful like your mommy, aren't you little Abby?"

It was the first time he'd called me that and I forced myself not to turn into a pool of mush. The sex may have been spectacular, but there was no way I was falling for his charm as far as anything else went. All the things he admitted to made my skin crawl, but as my body seemed to need his I gave in on that front. However, it was hard to see Sam the way he'd been described. For the most part he was kind and caring. His dominant side appeared and only served to turn me on, but there was not even a hint of the monster that I'd been told about.

Instead of watching him with out daughter or responding to his comment, I decided to go and work on breakfast. I tried like hell to remind myself of all the horrid things he'd done to me. That he hated me, or at least did at one time. He only cared about me because of the freaky marking thing. The more I thought about it, the more screwed up I found it that I was actually having sex with this man.

"What has you so angry, baby," Sam's voice drifted over to me from the doorway.

"Is Abby back asleep?" I asked, ignoring his question.

"Mhmm, but I want you to answer me. Now." The last word made my whole body stand at attention. The words flowed out of my mouth before I had a chance to stop myself.

"I can't understand why in the hell I'm fucking you when you did such horrid things to me. It doesn't make sense."

Anger flashed in his eyes but he covered it up quickly.

"You fuck me, as you put it, because your body demands it. Because you love the way I feel sliding in and out of your tight body."

He stalked toward me looking every bit like a predator. When he reached me, he turned off the stove and pulled me into him.

"If you don't like it, I won't force you, but I know that you do. I can smell you getting wet for me now."

I hated that he was right. But the man was sexy as hell and I couldn't help myself.

"I think maybe I shouldn't touch you until you prove to me that you want me. Just so there's no mistaking it. I wouldn't want to force you, after all."

Sam ghosted his hands just above my skin; not touching but leaving me tingling and wanting more. I opened my robe, hoping it would tempt him enough to put his hands on me, but he only smirked in response.

"You don't have to tempt me. I'm already hard for you. You just have to make me one hundred percent sure that you want me."

I wanted to slap the shit out of him, but looking down at the enormous tent he was sporting in his shorts made me lick my lips. Then I knew exactly what he wanted and dammit if I didn't want to do that for him.

Many times he had brought me to my knees, made me willing to do anything if he'd only make me come, and I wanted to do that to him. Bring him to the brink and make him beg for more. In an instant I dropped to my knees and pulled his shorts down to reveal his impressive cock. I still wondered how it ever fit in me in the first place, but it felt so good that I never wondered for long.

I couldn't remember ever doing it before so I just did what felt natural and licked him from the base to the head. The skin was so soft against my tongue and it made me want to taste more of him. Experimentally I wrapped my mouth around the head, loving the way he groaned as I took him in slowly. After a few moments I found a rhythm that seemed to suit us both. His hips jutted out once or twice forcing him to the back of my throat causing me to gag, but he seemed to enjoy that sound.

"Show me how you like it," I breathed, after I released him.

"Fuck, keep your eyes on me and breathe through your nose, okay?" I nodded and he wrapped his fingers in my hair tilting it back before I opened my mouth, ready for him.

I'd heard women complaining about giving head, but honestly, it just made me horny as fuck. I decided as he moved in and out of my mouth that I would do it more often.

My hand went between my legs as he fucked my mouth. My clit was swollen and ready to be touched and it took almost no time to have me moaning around his dick with my orgasm.

Apparently Sam was ready for more and lifted me from the ground, bending me over the kitchen table. I was hot and ready for him as he slammed into me, making us both moan loudly.

"Did you like that, baby? Did you like me fucking you that way?"

"Shit…" I couldn't think straight as he hit a spot that made me shudder around him.

"You feel the way we move together? The way I fill you up? This is why you let me fuck you."

I cried out as I came around him again, this time he followed me, hit hot seed filling my body.

"You gonna' question why you let me do that again?" He asked with a smirk before he kissed me hard.

"No," I panted back.

That was it, Sam Uley had turned me into a little slut. And I seemed to like it.

Yep, mostly smut this chapter! Lol! I can't help it, Sam was horny with me not updating every day. He's going to have to get a job eventually though cause I can guarantee Jake won't pay his way forever… especially with him and Bella going at it like bunnies! Bahahahahaha!

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