Obsessed (The Protectors #13) - Sloane Kennedy Page 0,84

against the edge of the tub. I gripped Sam’s ass with both my hands as he teased my skin with soft licks, kisses, and nibbles.

“It might not have been pretty, but I think we stuck the landing,” Sam whispered as he made his way back up my chest and covered my mouth with his.

Our positions meant our dicks were mashed together. As Sam began grinding against me, water began to slosh all around us. I managed to straighten enough that I could wrap my arms around Sam’s waist. The tub was wide enough that he was able to straddle me with room to spare.

“I fucking love this tub,” I ground out as Sam slid his ass back and forth over my cock.

Sam grabbed my ears and lifted my face so he could kiss me the way he wanted. I was happy to cede control to him, but when he shifted our bodies so the head of my cock was pressed against his hole, I was done.

I snagged the lube from where I’d had the sense to place it on the edge of the tub. “Lift up,” I growled. Sam instantly rose up on his knees, but he kept right on kissing me as I lubed my dick up. I held my cock in place as I said, “Ride me, sweetheart.”

Sam’s luminous eyes went dark with lust as he locked his gaze with mine. As he lowered himself, he never closed his eyes, never looked away, either. It was only when I was fully seated inside of him that he threw his head back and moaned my name.

I wrapped an arm around him to support his body. The other hand threaded through his hair so I could drag him down for a kiss. “Who do you belong to?” I demanded as I held Sam in place.

“You,” he said without hesitation.

I loosened my hold on Sam enough that he could lift his hips a bit before dropping them down. Then I stopped his movements again.

“Who?” I growled.

“You,” Sam called. The second I eased my hold on him again, he was lifting his body. He cried out when I jammed my hips up at the same time that he lowered himself.

“Who?”

“You, Matias!” Sam cried.

I repeated the move over and over again until Sam was writhing desperately against me, begging me to fuck him harder.

“Who do you belong to, Sam? Forever.”

Sam grabbed my face and opened his gorgeous eyes. His pupils were blown but there was no mistaking the emotion in them. It made my chest hurt in the best way possible.

“You, Matias. Only you. Always you.” He kissed me softly.

I finally gave him what he wanted and relaxed my hold on his waist enough that he could move freely. He whimpered and cradled my face with his hands as his hips began to move. I put my hands on his hips but didn’t do anything to control his movements. I let him fuck me exactly the way he wanted.

And it was pure perfection.

Sam gasped and cried out as he rode me with slow, smooth glides. But it didn’t take long before his moves lost some of their finesse and he began bouncing on me with beautiful desperation.

“Matias?” he breathed against my mouth.

“I’ve got you, baby,” I murmured. I tightened my grip on his hips so I could hold him in place as I thrust into him. Sam cried out in pleasure as I fucked him without mercy. Water spilled over the edges of the tub, but neither of us cared.

The harder I fucked Sam, the harder he tried to get me even deeper. His whimpers soon turned to pleas and those soon turned to demands that I fuck him harder. By the time our orgasms rolled over us at virtually the same time, I was sitting up with my arms wrapped tight around Sam’s body and he was holding on to me for all he was worth. I let out a ragged curse as I came inside of him. The water made it impossible to feel Sam’s cum on me, but his spasming body told me what I needed to know.

When it was finally over and we sat there trying to catch our breath, Sam softly said, “Who do you belong to, Matias?”

I ran my palm up and down Sam’s back and waited until my silence forced him to look me in the eye because I wanted him to see everything I couldn’t say when I answered him. When he finally did pull