WIP: I love a good sex scene. #amwriting #erotic #romance

I sat down to write this evening, and this is what came out. Enjoy this unedited scene of passion between Sam and Laurel. It follows a rather revelatory scene that brings out some missing plot pieces and foreshadows the action to come. But I know y’all don’t care nothing about that. LOL – Racy

spankingHe yanked her clothes from her, scattering them over the bathroom floor before he spun her to face the mirror. He bent her over.

“Fucking animal,” he rasped. “How could anyone hurt you?”

She arched beneath his hand, her fingers curling around the marble vanity.

He yanked her up. “Look at me. Look at yourself. So beautiful.” He curled one hand around her throat, the other covering between her legs. “So sweet. You should be treated like royalty.” One long finger slipped inside her warmth and began to move gently, back and forth, bringing out her wetness. His hand moved from her throat to cup her breast, and his mouth sucked softly on the side of her neck. “You should never fear anything or anyone.”

Sam loved the way she trembled from his touch, those delectable tits shaking gently on her chest. He loved the way her breathing got deep and fast, how her big eyes seemed snared by his, unable to look away from his hands on her.

Her eyes eventually fluttered closed as he continued to manipulate her ripe flesh, her lips parting with her breath as he whispered his sensuous, dirty plans.

“If I could bear to take my hands away, I’d unzip my fly and stuff you full of cock. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, sweet? Like me to bend you over, maybe rock you a little too hard against the sink, leave a little mark.”

He laughed softly when she moaned, raining juice all over his hand.

“You look perfect like this. Under all this bright light. Of course, you can’t see a thing with your eyes closed,” he chided. “But what I wouldn’t give to be inside that head of yours right now. I guess I’ll have to settle for getting inside that lovely pussy.”

“Please,” she whispered.

Sam laughed, tugging his belt and boxers loose. The buckle hit the floor with a clatter as he pushed her forward again.

“Down,” he ordered. “Ass out. Make it easy for me.”

He smiled when she did as she was told, and with a hand on the back of her neck to stabilize her, he pushed in with one hard thrust.

She cried out.

“Hurt?”

She shook her head, her hair spreading around her head and falling into the sink.

“Of course not. ‘Cuz I would never hurt you, Laurel. You know that?”

He began a shallow push and pull rhythm that he knew would drive her crazy, and it did. It took less than five thrusts for her to start pushing back.

“I said, do you know that?”

“Yes,” she groaned, moving him back a step she threw her hips at him so hard.

“Good,” he said, abandoning the tease as he began to shaft her deeper, but not hard enough to hurt. “Easy,” he crooned, when she tried to take more, force him to make it rougher.

“No,” she breathed, sounding frantic as she moved faster and faster on his cock. “I need it.”

“You need it rough,” he laughed, controlling her hips with hard hands. “I think I may have trained you too well, my girl. You never want it light. You always wanna get fucked.”

“Yes, please, fuck me, Sam.”

He slapped her ass hard. “I don’t like it when you cuss. Say sorry.”

She opened her mouth, but the word didn’t come fast enough. He slapped her other ass cheek, then again when she moaned at the strike.

He alternated thrusts and spanks, hard hits that made her cry out again and again.

“My dirty little girl,” he whispered, then he pulled out.

Her eyes flew open and she clutched the vanity as her weak knees wobbled. He caught her, steadying her before she could fall.

“Bed,” he ordered, then strolled out, leaving her a panting mess by the sink.

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