He gently slides his hand down my leg wrapped around his shoulder and turns his head to kiss my calf. After moving me down to the very edge of the island, he places his cock at the entrance to my pussy. After waiting a split second, he thrusts all the way to the hilt inside me with one long movement.

“Oh God that’s deep,” I say.

I can’t think and can only feel. Nothing and no one else could ever feel half as good as Sam buried deep inside me. He slides almost all the way out and plunges back in again all the way to his balls with a loud grunt.

“You feel so fucking amazing,” he mutters.

With his strong hands holding my hips so I won’t slide, he begins to thrust hard and fast. “Oh shit!” he suddenly says and stops moving. “Damn it! Hang on. I forgot the condom.” He keeps up a steady stream of curse words as he moves to slide out of me.

“No!” I clutch the muscles on his back. “It’s okay. I’m on the pill. Don’t stop.”

He hesitates, and a strange expression crosses his face. I tighten my muscles around him, causing him to suck in a sharp breath.

“Damn Lila, you’re killing me. Are you sure? I have to move or pull out. I always wear condoms, so I’m safe. I promise.”

I nod. “Yes.”

He draws out slowly inch by torturous inch and then pushes back inside me in an increasing pace. Each thrust is angled to hit right up against my most responsive sweet spot. Wave after wave of pleasure rushes over me.

“Is this what you need?” he asks hoarsely as he pounds into me harder. “You feel so tight I’m not sure how long I can last.”

He’s watching me closely, and I can see the tension in his face. He’s trying desperately to hold back for me. To know that he’s putting my pleasure above his makes me desire him even more.

“You’re what I need,” I whisper back, amazed at how responsive my body is to his every movement.

Even now, I’m still hungry for one more thrust that will bring him closer. I run my hands over his chest, savoring the feel of his muscles under my palms. I can’t get enough of the way every muscle in his arms is flexed and the heat of his skin pressed up hard against mine.

“I want to feel you cum inside me,” I tell him. “Don’t hold anything back, and don’t pull out.”

“Are you sure that’s what you want?” he asks, pumping his cock faster into me.

The loud sound of our red-hot sex fills the kitchen.

“Yes, I’m sure,” I pant.