Just Perfect

by Lynn Hunter

  After her nightly ritual of brushing her teeth and washing her face, she started to walk back to her bedroom and stopped when she saw Sam standing next to her bed.

  “Come to bed.”

  The way he said it made her shiver and her nipples grow tight, but she couldn’t make her legs work.

  “Now, Lily.”

  She slowly stepped to the bed and couldn’t stop fidgeting. What was he doing? Did he want to kiss her goodnight before he left? Should she kiss him first?

  “Get undressed.”

  “Um..that’s okay, I’ll sleep in this.”

  “Not tonight. Get undressed.”

  She bristled. “I don’t want to.” He couldn’t tell her to take off her clothes.

  “I want you to,” he replied calmly. He studied her face for a long moment. Then grabbed the hem of his shirt and stripped it over his head and stepped closer to her making his large muscular frame cast a shadow over her.

  She swallowed hard. “Sam,” she whispered. She felt so small next to him.

  “Do need help?” He asked.

  Her gaze jumped to his. “Um…” He grasped the hem of her sweatshirt and yanked it over her head. She gasped and crossed her arms over her breasts. A pang of fear pierced her stomach.

  “I want to stay with you tonight.” His deep voice vibrated through the room. She watched his strong fingers go to the top button on his jeans. Lily’s breathing increased and her body temperature shot up. Oh my, God, he wanted to have sex with her, right now. She took in his wide shoulder and muscular chest covered with a thick patch of black hair that tapered and disappeared into the waistband of his jeans.

  Her face grew hot and she looked away. Her body tingled at the thought of his hard muscle and coarse hair brushing her skin.

  Sam reached for her shorts and she hastily stepped back. His hand splayed along her waist. “I won’t hurt you. Don’t be scared of me.” He inched forward until his body touched hers. He pulled her arms from across her breasts and pressed her hands to his chest. One of his hand snaked up and tangled in the curls at the back of her neck and gently tugged her head back. “Have you been with anyone besides Johnathan’s dad?”

  “N-no.”

  “What did you do?”

  No way was he telling him. She tried to pull away but the fist in her hair tightened. A quiet moan escaped her lips and dampness gathered between her thighs. Her fingers curled in the course, springy hair covering his chest.

  “Answer me, Lily. What have you done in bed?” His warm breath on the side of her neck made her tremble. The beard on his jaw brushed against her cheek and she tried to lean closer to the heat of his body. He gave her hair a stinging tub to prevent her forward movement. With a gasp, she went to her toes. The sting on her scalp sent a zing of pleasure down her spine.

  “Lily.” he warned.

  “W-we..um..kissed, and h-he…um-”

  “Have you ever been touched the way I touched you?”

  “No.”

  He grunted in satisfaction. “I was the first to suck those pretty nipples?”

  Her face flamed with embarrassment. “Yes.” Why was he asking her these questions?

  “Have you had fingers inside that sweet pussy before other than mine?

  She swallowed hard. “N-no.”

  “Not even your own?”

  Heat prickled her skin and she closed her eyes. Sam wrapped a strong arm around her back and anchored her to his chest. Lily felt his thick arousal pressed against her stomach and she couldn’t stop the rock of her hips against him.

  He growled low in his throat. “Well, well. Sweet Lily is a bad girl in her bed late at night.”

  More wetness spilled from her and she couldn’t stop the restless movements of her legs trying to ease the growing ache.

  He walked her back to the bed and pushed her onto her back. Standing to his full height, he stared down at her through narrowed eyes filled with possession and a hint of tenderness. He swept the shorts off her body leaving her in her plain white bra and pink cotton panties.

  “Pink, of course. Starting to become my favorite color.” He murmured. He grasped her ankles and planted her feet on the edge of the bed. Putting his big hands on her knees and gently pushed them apart. “Show me how a sweet girl like you touches herself.” His voice grew husky.

  Lily whimpered and tried to close her thighs. “Sam-”

  Sam tightened his hands on her knees and shoved her legs wider. “You’re so sexy Lily. It’s driving me crazy.” He growled. “Show me.”

  Should she? She wanted to please him but that seemed…wicked. Unable to hold eye contact with him, she dropped her gaze to his chest and slowly lowered her hand between her thighs. Lily gently ran her fingertips over the damp fabric of her panties.

  “Yeah.” He rumbled.

  Her eyes drifted closed as she added a little more pressure and rubbed a circle around her aching clit. A sigh left her lips. That feels so good. Hard fingers trailed between her breasts and the cups of her fell then cool air washed over her tight nipples.

  “Beautiful,” Sam whispered.

  Pressure built under her fingers and she started rubbing faster.

  “Is that how a good girl rubs her pussy? Over her panties?

  She slowly opened her eyes to gaze at his face. His burning eyes made her feel bold and she slipped her other hand between her thighs and pulled the fabric aside. She brushed two fingers over her tender, wet folds searching out the little bud. “Oh!” Flutters started in her belly and her toes curled on the bed.

  “That’s it, baby. Don’t stop.” Sam opened his jeans and freed his cock.

  Her chest constricted at the size and thickness, but she couldn’t stop herself from rubbing back and forth over her clit creating zaps of pleasure that made her thighs jerk.

  “Does that feel good, Lily?”

  She hardly recognized his voice. It was so deep and almost sounded angry. She couldn’t pull her gaze away from his massive hand that wrapped around his length and started pumping.

  Lily fingers started rubbing faster and her legs fell open. “Ah!” She cried. With her other hand she lightly touched the seam of her sex needing to be filled, she felt so empty. She moaned in frustration.

  “You need some help there, baby?” He grabbed the waistband of her panties and her legs snapped together and he pulled them off and tossed them aside. Just as quickly he shoved her thighs wide and dropped to his knees. “Mmm.” He groaned and she felt his warm breath on her exposed center. Sam’s strong tongue lashed out several times before he used his thumbs to spread her open and suck her clit between his lips.

  “Ah! Ah!.” Pressure built inside of her and she writhed on the bed. He slowly inserted a long, thick finger inside her entrance and thrust three times before curling and rubbing the front wall of her channel. Her muscles immediately clamped down. Yes! Yes! His tongue fluttered around the little bundle of nerves creating mind-blowing pleasure. She grabbed two handfuls of his hair and his free hand bit hard into the flesh of her bottom. The sting turned into intense pleasure and she came with a keening cry.

  While she tried to catch her breath, she felt his crisp beard graze the inside of her thighs. She wanted to curl up on her side and sleep, her body felt completely drained and sated.

  “Are you on birth control?” He demanded in an impatient voice.

  “Huh?”

  “Birth control? Are you on it?” He barked.

  She blinked trying to get her fuzzy brain to focus on his words.

  “No. I’m not.”

  His gaze roamed her body. Streaks of red darkened his cheekbones and his nostrils flared. He started stroking his thick arousal.

  Lily felt a jolt of uneasiness from the hungry and possessive way he stared at her. He snagged his jeans and dug around before dropping them back on the floor. His abrupt, jerky movements started to make her feel apprehensive. She scooted a few inches away and he pinned her with a savage look.

  “Don’t move.”
He ripped the foil package of the condom open with his teeth without taking his eyes off her. He rolled it down his angry looking arousal with a slowness that made her nerves jangle.

  “Put your head on the pillow.”

  “Sam-”

  “Don’t Lily. Not right now. Just do it.” He said through clenched teeth.

  She quickly obeyed and he descended on her like a predator stalking prey. Was angry with her? He seemed to have a single-minded mission, and nothing was going to get in his way.

  “Don’t make me stop. I don’t know if I can.” His harsh words made her heart slam and her belly tighten.

  His body came down over her and the brush of his chest hair against her breasts made her whimper. His mouth took hers in a dominating kiss that sucked the air from her lungs. The taste of herself on his tongue was so erotic she opened her mouth for more and he readily accommodated her with a growl of approval. After a few moments, she had to twist her head to the side to breathe.

  “Open your legs wide, baby, I can’t wait anymore.”

  When she didn’t move fast enough, he wedged his torso between her legs. Levering himself on one elbow, he reached between their bodies to guide his swollen cock to her entrance making her tensed up.

  “Relax.” He peppered kisses on the side of her neck and he rubbed the thick head against her then eased the fat tip inside. Her tight opening protested immediately.

  “Ow! No, no! It hurts!” He legs instinctively tried to close tight but were held open by his big body. His arms came around her and held her close.

  “It’s okay, baby. You can take it. Just relax.” He moved his hand and his thumb brushed back and forth over her clit. She brought her knees up higher and he slid in a little deeper. She moaned and grabbed his hard shoulders. Bringing his face close, he brushed soft kisses on her lips, continuing to stimulate her clit and soon he was halfway in.

  “That’s it, baby.” He pulled out until just the tip was lodged inside then he pushed back in.

  “Oh!” She threw her head back and her nails scored his shoulder.

  “Does it feel good?”

  “Yes!” She cried, loving the way he filled her.

  He pulled back again and then pushed until their bodies were pressed tightly together. He punished her mouth with another violent kiss then he started moving inside her slowly at first then before long he set a brutal rhythm.

  “You’re so fuckin’ tight. Feels so good.” His speech was stilted and harsh. She felt the tension in his muscles and knew it wouldn’t be long. Her belly fluttered she tilted her hips to take more of his thrusts.

  Her moans filled the room. Almost there, just a little more.

  “That’s it, baby.” He lifted one of her legs over his arm and started slamming into her, then slid a hand under her bottom and squeezed her flesh.

  Oh, it felt so good. She moaned and her limbs convulsed around him then an orgasm ripped through her body.

  “Yeah, that’s what I want.” He grabbed her thighs and pushed both her legs to her chest then pounded into her relentlessly. With one last groan, he slammed deep and she felt his cock jerk deep inside her.

  After a few moments, he released her legs from his tight grip and collapsed on top of her. Aftershocks of pleasure rippled through her body every time he took a breath.

  “Damn,” Sam whispered after he caught his breath. His arms tightened around her and he raised his head and searched her face. “Did I hurt you?”

  Lily ran her hands over his sweat-slicked back placing tender kisses on his shoulder. “No. I had no idea it could be like that.”

  “I didn’t either. It’s never been this good before.” His darkened blue eyes filled a tenderness that warmed her heart. She brought her fingers to his face and stroked his jaw, his beard tickling her palm. Slipping her hand to the back of his head she tugged until his lips came down to hers so she could give him a light kiss.

  “Thank you for making this so wonderful, Sam.” With another soft kiss on his lips, her limbs slowly slipped from around him. She was having trouble holding her eyes open. He pulled every ounce of energy from her body and replaced it with a languid feeling that was like floating on a cloud.

  “I’ll be right back, baby.” He pulled from her body causing her to whimper and him to groan. With a kiss on her forehead, he left the bed. She rolled to the side and caught a glimpse of his firm backside before she fell asleep.

  C HAPTER 11.

  Sam pulled off the torn condom and flushed it down the toilet. He wasn’t surprised it ripped, he was too rough with her. Hopefully, she was telling the truth when she said he hadn’t hurt her.

  Bracing his arms of the sink, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He could still feel her limbs wrapped around him, holding him tight and the sweet way she kissed him after he pleasured her. Nothing ever felt so right. Sam knew he went too far with the things he said and did to her at times, but he couldn’t bring himself to hold back. She was his now and he would do whatever he had to do to keep her. His conscience reminded him he had to tell her about the house. Maybe now she would realize they belonged together and should be happy it was him that bought the house.

  After washing up, Sam took a warm wash cloth to the bedroom to tend to Lily. His heart skipped in his chest when he approached the bed. She was lying on her side curled into a ball, out cold. He set the cloth aside deciding it could wait. He liked the idea of her sleeping with a part of him inside her. He straightened the blanket that they made a mess of before getting into bed and pulling her close. He wrapped his arm around her and palmed a silky breast. The feel of her soft bottom against his groin made him grow hard and he nestled his dick in the cleft of her soft ass and fell asleep thinking everything was finally going to work out.

  When Sam woke, it was still dark in the room and his arms were empty. He searched the bed and even under the covers for Lily but she was gone. He sat up and look around the room. Where the hell did she go? Getting out of bed he pulled on his boxers and jeans and went to find her. As he approached the stairs, he smelled cinnamon and coffee. Was she cooking at this hour? Maybe he could get her back in bed before the sun came up. If she was having trouble sleeping, he could wear her out and she’d sleep like a baby. Warming to the idea he descended the stairs.

  He found her in the kitchen tending to something in a large mixer. She wore blue jeans that hugged her plump little ass and a plain white t-shirt. Her blond curls were piled high on her head in a messy bun. She looked so fresh and sweet he could hardly believe she’d been wrapped around him last night. Or that he did and said things to her that probably mortified her. He almost felt bad. Almost.

  She turned off the mixer and unhooked the whisk with sure confident movements like she’d done it a million times.

  “Lily.” He tried to keep his voice quiet so he wouldn’t startle her.

  She froze in her task and placed the whisk inside the mixing bowl before slowing turning to face him. He noticed the way her shoulder tensed up. Was she uncomfortable about last night?

  Her eyes met his and dropped to his bare chest before shooting across the room. An embarrassed blush lit her face.

  He took a step into the kitchen and she threw up a hand. “Don’t come in here!”

  He raised an eyebrow at her. “Are we back to this?” Irritation climbed his spine.

  “Oh. No. I’m sorry.” She rubbed her hands together and gestured to the cooling cakes on the island. “Um…the cakes. I-I have several orders today,” she waved a hand at him “It’s not sanitary to come in the kitchen without clothes.”

  Sam glanced down at his hairy chest and smiled. “I guess you don’t need a hairy beast running around, huh?” She returned his smile shyly and shook her head. He turned. “I’ll be right back.”

  Back up the stairs, he pulled on his shirt and went to the bathroom to clean up. Checking his phone, he saw it was five am. How long had she been up?

  He returned to the kitchen and saw her turning cakes out of p
ans. He lifted his hands out to his sides. “How’s this? Can I come in now?”

  Her eyes roamed down his body and he immediately started to get hard.

  “Yes. You pass inspection.” She pointed to a stool. “Have a seat. Would you like some coffee?”

  “Please.”

  “How do you like it?”

  Any way I can get it. “Cream and sugar.”

  “Here, try this.” She placed a steaming mug of coffee in front of him along with a cinnamon roll the side of his fist.

  It smelled so good his mouth started to water. The roll was golden brown and dripped with gooey icing. “Did you make this?” he asked in awe.

  She looked offended. “Of course. I make them all the time. One of my best sellers.” He noted the pride in her voice. With a smile, he picked up his fork to dig in.

  “Damn. This is great, Lily. I’ve never had one this good.” He really lucked out. A woman that could cook and was sexy as hell.

  “Thank you.” She smiled but still looked a little nervous. “Did I wake you up? Was I making too much noise?”

  “No. I just woke up. I usually wake up early.” He paused. “I missed you in the bed. I wanted to wake up with you.” Her cheeks turned a pretty pink and she turned to touch the cakes. Probably to see if they were cool enough to frost. He saw his mom do it a few times. He polished off his cinnamon roll and took a sip of coffee. After setting his mug down, he stood up and walked around the island.

  “Did I hurt you last night?” He hoped he hadn’t. He certainly didn’t want her scared of him.

  She ducked her head and avoided his eyes. “No.”

  “Lily, don’t lie.” He grasped her chin and turned her face up to his. “Did I hurt you? How are you this morning?”

  Nervously, she licked her lips. “I’m a little sore this morning, but you didn’t hurt me.”

  Unable to stop himself, he leaned down and brushed his lips over hers. “What can I do to help you?”

  She blinked at his change in subject. He wanted her to feel comfortable with him and apparently talking about the previous night wasn’t doing it. She relaxed into his side and smiled. Good start.

  “Do you know how to bake or frost a cake?”