WHAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS

EIGHT

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Chris opened his mouth and filled Sam's big nipple in his mouth. Sam threw her head back and groaned. Nothing had expected her for that. The beautiful feeling that shot to her brain. One minute she was lying on top of him, feeling strong and sexy, and the next thing she knew, she was under him, her zip of her gown undone,  hanging on her waist and her full breasts exposed to his gaze and touch.

She was expecting to feel shy in front of him but she didn't. Maybe it was the alcohol or maybe it was just how everything about Chris just made her feel woman and proud.

His second hand pinned her arm above her head. He didn't want her distracting him as he took his time to explore her body and like an archeologist. He was going through every part of her body carefully.

From her breast, he stroked her breast softly, sucking gently but hungrily. His hand rubs the round breast and he took his fill drinking hungrily. She wiggled under him, but her movement was restricted with his body pinning her under him.

"Stay!" He said, tapping her hand gently.

Sam nods obediently, and tried to keep her body in check. The more she tried to not move, the harder it became. His free hand glide down her breast and settled right above where her gown started.  Her body ached for more.

She ached her back, moving her body closer to him. Wimping, wanting but he slowed down. He brings his hand back up, to her second breast, trailing around the second nipple, round and round. Sam continued wiggling against him. She bit her lips and licked her lip, her throat was dry, and she wanted all of him.

She inched closer to him. "Shit, Chris, I want...I want you"

He looks up at her, from his assault on her breast. His hand slid under the remaining part of her gown covering the lower half of her body and under her panties. "You are wet."

"Uh?"

"Sam, I want you."

She sits up, putting her arm around his neck. She purred into his ear. "I need you, inside me"

Chris's body hardens under her body, he pulls down his jeans, from his back pocket, and he brings out a condom from his pocket. He slides it in. Sam watches in awe. He was big, fat, and long. That? How is that going to fit inside her? She cocks her head to the side watching his cock come to life.

She was scared of that animal inside her but she also wanted it inside her. He slides inside her, staring at her, not letting her shy away. A soft, shuddering moan escapes her as the feeling of pleasure fills her whole body.

What the hell is this feeling going through the whole of her body? She wanted more of him. She wraps her leg around him to pull him closer, to give her more. Sam saw shock on his face before she could realize what it was. A sharp pain passes through the whole of her body and she winced. She was in pain but she still wanted him, was this how drug addicts are? She didn't care, she pulled him closer with her leg on his back.

"You are- you should not-" Chris said, his eyes wide with shock.

Their bodies are close, with no space between the two. Sam bites the lobe of his ear and whatever question he was trying to ask, stops. He slides deeper and harder into her.

"Oh!" Sam moans, and she bites his shoulder. "Oh, my-"

He groaned in ecstasy. His cock slid in and out of her. Within seconds, Sam matches him rhythm for rhythm. The whole of him, filled every sensitive part of her, making her come alive in his arm.

Thrust for thrust, his cock side in and out of her body. Both of them going at it, without control, wantonly clutching onto one another. The feeling they both got from the touches and the heat.