Bliss Series Boxed Set: The Whole Damn Harem (71 page)

But I resisted the temptation to take matters into my own hands in the shower and stepped out, drying myself off before returning to the bedroom and dropping the towel around my waist, hopping into bed next to her.

I turn my head to the side and watch the slow rise and fall of her chest. I wonder if she’ll change her mind in the light of day; whether she’ll bolster her defenses and close herself off again. Fuck, I hope not. I’ll just have to distract her so that it doesn’t happen.

There is something about having a naked woman in my bed wearing something of mine that fills me. She’s actually here, back in my life and my bed. If you’d asked me a month ago whether I thought that it would be possible, I would have laughed at you and told you to take a hike.

Turning onto my back, I put my arm behind my head. 2 a.m. and I’m home, in bed, with a beautiful woman. This is unheard of, but hell if I don’t like it. A lot. The only thing to make it better would be for her to be naked and awake, writhing beneath me.

She rolls toward me, tangling her legs with mine and plastering her body against mine as she rests her hand on my chest, directly above my heart. FUCK! That instantly gets my cock standing to attention again. Just when I thought I’d be able to make it until morning.

Reaching down with my left hand, I squeeze my cock hard, willing the fucker to settle down and let me sleep. Instead, just touching the hard shaft hardens me further. Sammy’s leg moves against mine, the smooth skin slowly sliding down, then back up again. I look down at her and her eyes are still closed, her hand on my chest remains motionless. Still asleep.

Out of habit, my hand fists my dick and I give in to temptation and give myself a few very welcome strokes. Fuck, it feels good. I feel her fingers twitch which just spurs me on. I tighten my grip and stroke slowly down and then back up, biting back a groan when her leg repeats its torturous trip down and back up again.

I should stop right now, but with Sammy half on me and her leg mirroring the movements on my cock, that seems near impossible.

Another stroke, another shot of pleasure shoots through me.

Just when I’m looking down at my fist as it palms my cock, Sammy’s hand slowly drifts down my chest, her index finger tracing the lines of my abs until her hand wraps around mine and she moves our hands over my length, up and down, slowly increasing the speed. She squeezes her hand around mine and this time I don’t bother hiding my satisfaction, swearing softly under my breath as I watch us, captivated by the sight of our joined hands stroking my eager dick. I move my hand on top of hers and direct her, the first touch of her soft skin on me sending a surge of total satisfaction through my body.

I turn my head and her bright green eyes burn into mine. She leans her head until our mouths are almost touching, our hands never stopping their assault as she traces the seam of my lips with her tongue. I growl and attack her mouth with renewed hunger, our tongues entwining and our hands speed up.

Stroking up and down as my tongue rolls over hers, our lips glued together as we breathe heavily, my climax rushing through me like a stampede.

“Fuck, Sammy, don’t stop,” I mutter as she pulls away and starts kissing my neck while tightening her grip and silently willing me to finish what I started.

“Fuck, Sammy!” I roar as I climax, our hands still moving as I spill onto my stomach.

I turn my head and take her mouth, murmuring words of appreciation and awe between kisses.

Well, fuck me, the woman isn’t backing off.

And fuck if I’m not looking forward to taking her again.

Sam

I open my eyes to the wide, hard expanse of Sean’s chest under me. His chest rises and falls softly as he sleeps soundly, and the overwhelming sense of comfort I feel surges through me.

I did it. It wasn’t a dream last night when I gave up fighting and went to his office, giving myself to this man that has been invading my thoughts and feelings for the past few weeks. I shift my body slightly, feeling his arm resting gently on my bare hip, my leg lying on top of his like it is just another morning, an everyday occurrence. My hand is positioned on top of his heart, the steady staccato beat vibrating through my fingers. His smooth, warm skin calls for me to run my hand over him, to explore his hard sculpted body once again.

“Good morning,” he huskily murmurs from above. I jerk my head up and meet his half open blue eyes that are filled with heat, immediately igniting my desire for this gorgeous man.

I smile up at him. “Morning.”

“How are you feeling?” he asks, lifting his arms across his body and smoothing my wayward hair off my face.

“I’m good,” I whisper as I give in to temptation and flex my fingers against him. “It wasn’t a dream.”

His lips tip up, “No, Sammy. Definitely not a dream. No regrets?”

“None. Well, maybe one …”

His brows lift up in surprise, “One?”

I softly laugh at his reaction. He’s obviously thinking the worst. “No, not this. Not at all. It was probably the easiest decision I’ve made in a long time. I’m just sorry that I fell asleep last night …”

“Well, now
that
we can make up for.” He cups my cheek with his hand and lowers his mouth, slowly kissing my lips, his tongue making gentle languid strokes against mine as my body melts into his. Lifting my leg higher, I brush my thigh against his hard cock and my pussy tightens in anticipation. He groans into my mouth as our kiss amps up, my tongue submitting to his as his fingers dig into my hips, his palm hardening against my jaw as he attacks my mouth with renewed hunger. I pull away slightly from his mouth, now panting as my hips instinctively rock against his side.

“I need to be inside you, Sammy, more than I need my next breath. I need to make love to you, assure myself that you’re really here with me, in my bed.” His hand trails down my neck, moving down to my breast as he cups its weight and runs his thumb across my hard nipple. “I need you … to feel your thighs clench around my shoulders as I taste you. I need to feel your pussy clench around my cock as I enter you again, I need to make every inch of your body mine … to make you come hard around me. I want to hear you cry out my name as I move inside you.”

Fuck! I need that and more. “Yes. I want you. Make my body yours again, Sean.”

“With fucking pleasure, darling.”

I whip his tee off my body before he swiftly rolls over me, laying his hard body on top of mine, and my thighs which instantly open to accommodate his stiff cock. He kisses me hard and fast again, his tongue exploring my mouth with a hunger that I’ve craved for way too long. He completely overtakes me with his ravenous hunger, tasting and taking my mouth with a heat I’ve only been able to dream about. He shifts his body lower and peppers my neck with open mouthed kisses, nipping gently, then soothing with a swirl of his tongue moving down again, taking a pebbled nipple in his mouth while his hand gently squeezes the other breast. I moan with pleasure as electric pulses run directly down to my pussy, its slick wetness preparing me for his most welcome invasion.

“Sean,” I moan as he looks up at me through hooded eyes, placing more kisses as his mouth travels lower over my stomach until he is head height with my pulsing clit. Hooking his fingers underneath the waistband of the boxers I’m wearing, he slowly drags them down my thighs before throwing them over his shoulder and slowly gliding his hands back up until I’m a writhing mess, panting embarrassingly as he spreads my thighs wide then moves his thumbs to open me as he takes in my bare lady garden. With a sly grin and his eyes locked with mine, he darts his tongue out and circles my clit, sending a full body shudder through me.

My hands automatically grab his head, my fingers tangling in his hair and firmly holding him against me. “Uh-uh,” he says, wrapping his hands around my wrists and pulling them to the bed, holding them firmly in place as he continues to lap at me, circling and sucking, licking me end to end as my body sings with desire. My heart races, knowing that I have to take whatever he gives me, feel whatever he wants me to feel. My belly tightens as my climax rushes me, and the moment Sean wraps his lips around my clit and sucks hard, I shatter into a million pieces.

“Sean! Shit! Fuck! Oh, my godddddd!” I scream as my back arches, my hips holding firm against his mouth. He gently eases back and softly licks my slit backward and forward, the sensation drawing out the waves of ecstasy as I return to earth. I’m in a haze as he moves up my body, dragging his weight against me as I feel his smooth steel cock inch closer to my core.

He kisses my lips and moves my hands up the side of our bodies and over my head, never letting go as he secures them in one of his own. The sweet taste of my come on his lips spins me into a frenzy as I wrap my legs around his hips, and pull his body hard against mine. I moan as he runs his hard length against me

“Pleaaasssseeee …” I groan.

“Shit!” he curses as he rests his head against my forehead and stills his torturous movements.

Unable to touch him with my hands, I lift my chin to kiss his jaw tenderly. “What’s wrong? Don’t stop.”

He lifts his head and looks straight at me, his eyes still dark with lust but also soft and gentle. “I’ve got no protection here. It’s downstairs in my wallet.” I swear he blushes with embarrassment. My big bad Dom embarrassed? Never thought I’d see the day. He goes to get off me and I wrap my legs around his hips, pinning him in place and start giggling.

After staring at me in disbelief, his grimace turns into a smirk. “What are you laughing at?”

It takes a few moments to compose myself. “I’ve got an implant, and I always use condoms, but I trust you, Sean …” I look up at him, my expression turning serious as I realize how big of a step this is. This is the most vulnerable I have been with him, the most open, trusting, and willing. He nods once and lowers his body, bringing his lips back to mine, keeping his eyes wide open as he lovingly explores with his tongue, nipping my bottom lip before sucking it into his mouth.

His hard cock probes my entrance, and I instinctively open my legs wider, inviting him inside me. It’s an invitation he doesn’t need. With my wrists bound above my head, his lips meshed with mine, he slowly inches his way inside me, my walls clinging to him tightly. “Fuck me, Sammy. You feel incredible. I need to move.” Totally speechless, all I can do is lift my hips to thrust against him, encouraging him to make love to me.

Our hips move rhythmically against each other as he sets a slow and torturous pace, stoking the raging inferno inside me that has been threatening to explode ever since I woke up.

“Grab the headboard, Sammy. Hold on and don’t let go,” he orders, his voice a low growl. His grip on my wrists loosen and I stretch out my fingers, wrapping them around the thick wooden slats of his headboard, bucking against him as he continues to pump inside me. The thrill I feel at making him lose control heightens my pleasure. Knowing that my submission is the same gift to him as his dominance is giving me lifts me higher than I’ve ever felt before. I groan as he sucks hard on the delicate skin at the base of my neck. I know I’ll have the hickey from hell there now, but all I want is Sean to lose control; I want him to go off the deep end and give me a sign that he is just as worked up as me right now because I’m seconds from detonating again.

“I’m close … shit, fuck, I’m close,” I pant in his ear. “Sean, I need to ...”

“Close your eyes. I want you to feel everything. My hard cock stroking inside you, my wet mouth on your skin, my sweaty body rubbing against yours. Feel me, Sammy. Feel everything and give it back to me.”

And I do.

The minute I close my eyes, I can feel every warm inch of Sean as he worships my body. He’s not just making love to me, he’s consuming me, owning me, and I fucking love it.

“I want you to come, Sammy. I want you to come hard. I want to feel you squeeze my cock as I fill you. I need to feel you, Sammy. Fuck … come. Come now!”

He thrusts two more times, pounding into me before planting himself to the hilt and taking my mouth vigorously, groaning his release as I crash over the cliff, my orgasm surging through me as I tighten my limbs around him and enjoy the ride.

“Fuck, yes,” he affirms as he rests his weight against my now spent body. “God, I missed you Sam. I missed you so fucking much.”

When an intense, strong man, who usually keeps his feelings in check, expresses himself so clearly and so sure of himself, the woman who broke his heart and took her sweet ass time coming back to him listens. I let the words sink in as he rolls off me and tucks me into his side, running his hand up and down my skin soothingly. And for the first time in a long time, I know I’ve finally done the right thing.

I’m home.

“Goodbye, My Lover”

Sean

“So do I need to tie you to the bed while I go to the bathroom?”

Her eyes go wide, but I don’t miss the flash of heat my threat has evoked. “No … why would you?” Her brows furrow and the look of confusion is adorable on her.

I lean down and plant a soft kiss at the end of her button nose. “Well, I’m hoping you won’t want to run away from me now that I’ve given you two orgasms for breakfast, but I can never tell with you.” I wink and she hits my chest with her palm.

“Well, we could always shower together, you know. Then we’ll be saving the planet
and
you won’t have to worry about me doing a magic disappearing act on you.” She laughs before jumping up off the mattress and walking into my bathroom, shutting the door behind her.

I lay there stunned.

First at the return of the fun, carefree Samantha who I originally fell in love.

Second at the site of her pert naked backside as she sashays her way to the bathroom.

“You’ve got five minutes before I’m coming in after you!” I call out, feeling my cock harden at the mere thought of having her again.

“Promises promises,
Sir
,” she goads. That’s all the motivation I need. I pull the covers back and leisurely make my way to the bathroom. I open the door, greeted with a waft of thick steam.