Obsessed (The Protectors #13) - Sloane Kennedy Page 0,41

I could get my wallet which was in my pants. But Sam grabbed my wrist, drawing my attention back to him.

"There hasn't been anyone since Mac. Are you… have you been tested recently?"

Disbelief mixed with excitement and confusion. Was he actually asking me to fuck him bare? Was I considering it?

Hell yeah, I was. I shouldn't have been, but I most definitely was. I'd never been with a guy without a condom before. Not only wouldn't it have been safe, but it would've sent a message I hadn't been interested in sending.

I settled my body back down on Sam's. "I got tested last month. Haven't been with anyone since. Besides you," I murmured before I kissed him deeply. "Are you sure?"

Sam's hand was toying with the hair at the nape of my neck. "I'm sure," he whispered and then he was kissing me again.

Sam's fingers drifted over mine and then he was taking the lube from my hand. I let him take control of getting us both ready as I focused on enjoying every second of having his perfect body wrapped around mine. How had I gone an entire week without this? Without him? I was afraid to think about what any of it meant.

I shifted when Sam's hand slipped between our bodies. "Fuck," I grunted when his fingers closed around my shaft. I dropped my head to the spot where his neck met his shoulder. The man was turning me into an addict for his touch. He knew exactly how much pressure to exert and he found all of my most sensitive spots as if he’d been exploring my body for a lifetime. His thumb swiped across my crown. I knew I was leaking pre-cum like a sieve. The idea that I would soon be leaving proof of my need for him inside his body had me covering his mouth with mine and reaching down between us to push his hand away. I wiped some of the lube from my cock against his opening before pushing the head against it.

Sam's hands went to my back as he wrapped his legs around me, lifting his hips in the process. As frantic as I was to get inside of him, I knew I needed to go slow since I hadn't prepped him in any kind of way. It was a nearly impossible task considering how hot and tight he was when I began to push into him. Sam grunted and whimpered as inch after inch of my shaft disappeared into his tight body. By the time my balls brushed up against his ass, Sam was begging me to move. To fuck him hard and fast and deep.

Those were his exact words and so that was exactly what I did.

The feeling of being inside him bare was heaven and hell. Heaven because it felt so damn good and hell because I knew I wasn't going to be able to hang on for long. Even now, all I wanted to do was empty myself inside of him. I covered Sam's mouth with mine, drinking in every sound he made as I thrust into him. His fingers curled into my hair, gripping me tight. His other hand scraped down my back and then gripped my ass hard. His nails digging into my flesh sent a clear message. I gathered him up in my arms and held him close to me as I shoved into him hard, rocking his hips off the bed. The new angle let me go in even deeper. I experimented with a few different glides into his body until I found what I was looking for. The second my cock hit his prostate, Sam cried out my name.

It was the most perfect sound I'd ever heard in my entire life. And I wanted more.

I fucked him hard and fast like he wanted, but I made sure to hit that gland every single time I drove into his body.

"Yes, God, please, yes!" Sam cried. He was frantic as he moved beneath me, trying his best to get the relief he so desperately needed. His nails scraped up and down my back and over my ass. I couldn't wait to see what kind of marks he was leaving on me.

"Do you want more of me, baby?" I snarled.

Sam seemed unable to speak, so he frantically nodded his head.

"Say it! Say my name!" I demanded. I had no clue why I needed to hear it so badly, but I did. Maybe it was because