Make You Feel My Love Excerpt
I drew him to the window. He maneuvered
me in front of him, wrapping his arms around my middle. With each shouted
number, he kissed up the side of my neck. “Happy new year, Kate,” he said on
“One!” and kissed my lips.
Pop-pop-pop went the first fireworks outside.
Inside, sparks had ignited between us. I
ran my hands up his nape, into his hair, holding his mouth to mine. His hands
slid under the hem of my top.
“What’s this?” he asked into my mouth,
encountering the layer underneath.
“Find out,” I murmured before sucking on
His fingers worked on the buttons.
In Sonya’s never-ending pursuit of
trying to get me to treat myself and have more fun, she gave me a gift card to
a lingerie store on my birthdays. Most years, I used it for practical concerns,
replacing worn-out bras or panties, but every so often, something else caught
The final button slipped out of the hole
and Sam spread my shirt open. “Kate…” he said roughly. The shirt fell to the
I wore a bustier made of a sheer silky
silver fabric with pretty embroidery on the cups. He stared at my breasts. “It’s
a matching set,” I replied.
His brows rose before his eyes did. I
nodded and he reached for my waistband and tugged my pants down. When the
material puddled on the carpet, I stepped out of it. On one knee, he twirled
his finger, encouraging me to turn around.
I rotated three-sixty and he groaned.
“Baby, you’re a fucking wet dream come
to life.” The desire in his eyes made my blood hot. His hands slid up my legs
until he was cupping my bare ass. “Didn’t know you were a thong girl.”
“Hands on the window,” he commanded. I
I thought Sam would get right to it, but
I underestimated his control, his patience. His hands kept caressing my legs,
fondling my ass, over my hips, and down my legs again. His mouth followed the
path, starting with where my cheeks met my thighs. He held onto my hips while
he nipped, sucked, kissed, and licked each cheek until I was pressing my ass
into his face, begging for more. Only then, did his fingers slip under my
“God, you’re soaked,” he said lowly.
My panties joined the other clothes on
the floor, then his hips were against my ass, his cock rubbing my clit from
behind. “You want this?” he whispered in my ear.
One stroke seated him all the way in. I
leaned my forehead on the glass, already overcome. How was I going to go months
without this again?
I felt Sam’s bare chest against my back
and knew he’d stripped naked, but didn’t seem to feel inclined to make me the
same. His hands stayed on my hips as he began thrusting.
“Have you had sex with a view before,
The big midnight fireworks show had yet
to end. Foreplay had felt like an eternity but in actuality had probably been
five minutes, maybe a little more. The room took on shades of red and blue and
purple and green and gold as the bursts of light in the sky played out.
“Keep your eyes open, babe. I don’t want
you to miss anything.” Sam was still in no hurry and this leisurely pace was
driving me mad. My body was already begging for release, but he wouldn’t speed
up until the last firework was only smoke in the winter night.
Then he turned us around and slipped
“Bend over the bed.”
Pussy throbbing, I complied. “Sam…”
“I love this ass,” he said, caressing my
left cheek. “Curvy without being too big. Firm, yet bitable.” Which he
demonstrated. I yelped at his teeth. “I wanted to deck every guy in the locker
room that talked about it. Now you’re finally mine.”
He thrust back in hard.
I cried out, but not in pain.
He was no longer playing around, slamming
into my body, his balls slapping my clit. I gripped the comforter until he
suddenly wrapped an arm around me and yanked me upright. His fingers undid the
front hooks of my bustier and my breasts spilled into his hands. Then he
twisted my nipples and my inner walls fluttered.
“Close, aren’t you?”
One strong arm around my waist, the
other hand on my breast, his hips sped up. He stroked my G-spot but I needed a
little more to tip over the edge. I guided his hand to the base of my throat to
collar me with my head leaned back on his chest.
He murmured, “I love you, Kate,” in my
ear and I saw fireworks behind my eyelids.
My pussy milked his cock for all it was
We collapsed onto the bed. My heart
galloped in my chest, echoed by his behind me.
Sam kissed the back of my neck, then
Two awkward heaps sliding to the floor.
He chuckled at my articulation and
pulled me into his side. Kissed my head. “That’s how you ring in New Year’s.”
“Yeah.” Bliss was already spreading
through my body. I could sleep here.
Then he shows up at my door with my favorite pizza and wine and says he loves me!
Sam offers me things no other man ever has, but it feels like I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop. Long-distance terrifies me, especially when he wants me there with him now and I know his patience won’t last forever.
Then he pushes for more at the same time my world is turned upside-down and it’s too much. If I’m already losing everything, why not him, too?
Our timing has always sucked.
But fate eventually puts me back in California again.
And this time, I know I love him back.
This story is intended for readers 18 and over due to adult language, sexual content, and adult situations.