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He just couldn't contain his excitement. His hips were now meeting her thrusts even harder and their kisses became more passionate, deeper and desperate. She tasted exquisite, he felt like he was addicted to her now. By now she noticed she didn't have to restrain him anymore, he was openly moaning into their kisses and embracing her body on his own.
With his brain still hazy, he became aware she was trying to get his shirt off again, so he lifted his hands to allow that and was rewarded with her pressing herself against him. He could feel her pointy nipples against his chest as she grinded herself very roughly against him. Gasping for breath, he gripped her hips and stilled her while kissing her back, hard and demanding.
Sam slipped her hand between them and tried to grab him, but he turned them around and pressed her against the wall. She let out a surprised yelp, but not of pain. Her body was vibrating with feelings for this man and she couldn't focus on anything else, but how good it felt to be stuck between the masculine body and the wall. There wasn't an inch of space left between them.
They eyes met and she could see he wanted it as much as she did as they fumbled with each other's clothing. Finally he removed her tank top, revealing her upper body to his gaze. He got lightheaded from all that beauty, so it took him some time before he moved to touch her.
Running his hands over all that milky soft skin, he then lightly pinched her pink nipples that were already standing at attention for him. God, he loved seeing her so aroused for him. He lowered his mouth to one of the nipples and gave it a hesitant lick that made her tremble in his arms. He chuckled against her chest, repeating the movement with more force. There it was, another tremble and the most beautiful little moan that went straight to his loins.
Shaking, he reached for the hem of her shorts and pulled them down in one swift motion, thankfully taking her panties along as well. She stepped out of them and focused on his remaining clothes. When he stood in front of her naked, she launched herself into his arms, gripping at him very aggressively. Eager to feel all of his body, she pulled him down on floor and laid on top of him.
The room was filled with their loud panting only as she leaned forward to capture his lips. She could tell he was close and was ecstatic at the prospect. Their sweat-covered bodies melted into each other as though they were made for each other, both groaning loudly at the unbelievable sensations.
He drove into her with wild abandonment, encouraged by her frantic breathing and soft whimpering. Completely lost in her, his warm brown eyes glued to her blue ones and his hands firmly on her hips, keeping them joined, he felt like never before. His body tingled all over, his tunnel vision locked on the female close to him, whimpering and shaking like a leave. She looked so gorgeous, on the verge of her orgasm, that he almost stopped everything he was doing. Almost.
His hand slid down her body from her breast to her lap, lightly pressing on her most sensitive part. Loud sob escaped her, as her muscles clutched at him, keeping him embedded deep inside her. Watching her finish was overwhelming, he drew in a sharp breath, trying to last longer, so he could really appreciate the sight properly, but he failed that enormous challenge.
His whole body quivered violently, waves of pleasure washing over him over and over again in what could only be described as the greatest experience of his life. As he came down from his high, Sam got down from his lap and settled next to him on the floor, her head resting on his chest.
Considering how much they've been both fired up, the whole thing couldn't have lasted more than a few minutes. But what it lacked in length, they made up for in intensity.
He was lightly caressing her hair, the intimacy of the moment making him uncomfortable. Yes, it was exhilarating and life-affirming, but somewhere in the back of his head he knew it was wrong. He just couldn't remember why. Throwing his arms around her, he continued to just silently lay there, caressing and kissing her at times. Sometimes she kissed his chest in return, or ran her hand up and down his thigh, sighing with satisfaction.