relieve a little stress. It was her life. Samantha loved sex, but she wasn’t stupid. She’d been tested regularly. She’d never had sex without a condom. And she hadn’t been laid in months. At least by anything not battery operated. That Caleb insinuated she was reckless chapped her ass.
That he’d unknowingly turned her on chapped her ass even more.
Samantha shimmied out of her panties and crawled across the bed. She kept Caleb’s shirt on, since he would be the star of her masturbation show tonight. She always conjured sexual inspiration when she got herself off. She’d had virtual sex with models and actors … even with the hottie at the coffee shop around the corner from her office. Okay, coffee shop stud was in the room at the time, but he’d not touched her so he counted. But of late, harsh emerald eyes haunted her every time she touched herself.
The comforter’s soft suede a seduction against her already sensitive skin, Samantha turned over onto her back and propped herself on the pillows. Her breath hitched as she eased her legs apart, the cool air of the room a sharp contrast to the fire in her sex.
She tugged at the shirt, exposing her belly and one breast. Her stomach fluttered as she teased her fingertips along the soft curve. Moving lower, she traced a circle around her navel, stopping a moment to toy with her belly ring. As her right hand traveled further down, tickling over her hip, her left hand cupped her breast. She avoided her nipple, caressing only to the edge of the peaked skin, not ready to allow herself further pleasure. Caleb said he liked to take his time, well, so did she. The longer she made it last, the more intense her orgasm would be. And she needed it to be as intense as possible if she was going to get any sleep.
Curling her back, she left her breast and moved both hands to her legs. Moisture leaked from her pussy as she spread her fingers and moved along the curves of her knees. In her minds eye, large, calloused hands took over, abrading the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs. Strong, thick fingers teased her slit, spread her swollen lips apart to expose her clitoris. Samantha’s hips jerked as a nail flicked over the tortured bud.
Overwhelmed with sensation, her groan echoed in the empty room. Unable to resist any longer, she snaked a hand back to her breast and pinched her nipple hard, sending sparks of pleasure directly to her core. Planting both feet on the bed, she pushed into the finger now entering her slick opening. The finger swirled, collecting her juices before slipping back and circling the tight ring of her anus. Her legs shook, vibrated with need, as the finger pushed in, breaching her ass.
Caleb.
She imagined his finger working inside her, stretching her, preparing her to take him. If he fucked like he fought, he’d be magnificent. Fierce and determined. He’d take total control. He’d command her submission and she’d give it … after he’d earned it, of course.
Damn, she wished she had her vibrator.
Using her other hand, she pushed two fingers deep into her pussy. Emerald eyes stared at her from behind her closed lids. Caleb’s blond waves were longer now that he wasn’t enlisted. Samantha itched to run her fingers through the mass of sunshine, but her hands were a little busy at the moment. Virtual Caleb’s mouth opened; his tongue peeked out and caressed his lower lip. His lids grew heavy as a smile toyed at the corners of his mouth, as if he could taste her. She wanted him to taste her. Everywhere.
The sound of slick flesh met her ears as she pumped faster, using the heel of her hand to increase the pressure where she needed it most. Her wrist cramped and her side ached, but she didn’t stop. Couldn’t stop.
Perspiration dampened her skin. Her toes curled into the comforter as pleasure overrode any coherent thought. Her ass clenched around the finger that teased there, dueling with the fingers in her pussy for the right to her