More than Friends

Chapter 17: Mine

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He knocked on the door, but there was no answer, so he checked the knob. It was unlocked. He would have to speak to her about leaving the door open again. He stepped inside and was about to call Samantha's name when she turned the corner. Lewis stood frozen in place as his eyes consumed her it was like disavow all over again. She was standing before him with nothing on but a small towel barely covering her body. He could see all the way from her toes to the tops of her creamy white thighs.

The top of the towel was dipping so low the swells of her ample breasts were calling to him. As if her barely clad body wasn't enough to push him over the edge, her entire body was still glistening from her bath. Her sweet fragrance drifted over to him, filling his nostrils with some sort of spice, like cinnamon. Whatever it was, it made him want to take a few bites out of her. One more inch of movement in either direction and he'd be able to see all of her secrets. Lewis told himself to turn around and walk out the front door. Logically he knew that's what he needed to do, but he couldn't get his feet to obey.

He began moving in her direction, suddenly standing in front of her with his arms wrapping around her waist. He pulled her damp, nearly naked body against his own, and then he was devouring her lips. He felt her stiffen for less than a second before she was grabbing him back just as hungrily.

He'd never wanted a woman so badly; to the point he felt he'd die if he didn't take her. For half a second his brain tried to regain control, but when he heard a soft moan escape her lips, his restraint completely snapped. If she had pushed him away or told him no, he would've somehow been able to release her, but she was straining closer to him, moaning as he tangled his tongue with hers. She squirmed in his arms, neither of them seeming able to get close enough together. With one swift movement, he ripped the towel away, allowing his hands to run freely up and down her body.

He caressed her curves, relishing the smooth feel of her skin as his hand drifted over the curve of her hip, then upward to the side of her breast. Without breaking their kiss, he picked her up and walked the short distance to the bedroom. Gently laying her on the bed, he stripped his own clothes off, filling a void in the few seconds apart from her. His gaze was drawn to the beauty of her body, causing his arousal to swell even more, blood rushing through him, focusing on one area, urging him to take her.

Lewis saw Samantha's eyes round in excitement and awe as she gazed at his naked body. He was suddenly afraid that she'd change her mind if he .gave her too much time to think about what they were doing. He was sure he'd implode. Although taking his clothes off took no longer than half a minute, he was already aching to touch her again. He joined her on the bed, his body covering hers. She leaned toward him, her mouth seeking his. He gladly accommodated, biting her bottom lip before sucking it into his mouth, urged on by the sounds of desire coming from her throat. Finally, he broke away to move his lips downward. He gently and, ever so slowly, licked a path down her neck, before slightly nipping at the sensitive skin, causing another moan to escape deep within her throat. As he explored her delicious body, he banished all remaining doubts and lost himself in the intense pleasure of touching her. She began moving beneath him, spreading her legs in invitation for him to thrust deep inside her.

Lewis could feel Samantha's body begging for completion, but he refused to make her his until he knew she was ready. He knew he wouldn't last much longer, especially with her rubbing against him, but he'd regret it if they ended too quickly.