Twin Temptations by Elizabeth Lapthorne Page B

craving his thick shaft to plunge inside her. Her cheeks flushed with arousal, Samantha turned her head to the side as Callum began to string nipping kissing down her neck. The thin, silky material of her gown rasped as Callum’s pelvis and thigh rubbed against her body, the friction heightening her arousal. Samantha shivered as Callum’s lips and teeth teased her, his warm hands moving down from her jaw to clasp her shoulder and tug her closer towards his own overheated body. Without thinking, Samantha lifted a leg to wrap around Callum’s hips. This brought her pussy directly over his hard cock, straining against the zipper of his slacks, and as she rubbed, the soft rustle of silk against linen had them both moaning again. Samantha laid her hand over Callum’s on her ass and led him up and under the short hem of her dress, guiding his hand toward her naked pussy. She swallowed his gasp as his fingers touched the soft, short hair barely covering her, and without any further invitation his fingers dipped inside her to become slick with her cream. The tip of his index finger stroked out to caress her hard clit, and Samantha let her head fall back in ecstasy as she moaned deeply.

    “No panties?” Callum gasped, excitement and eagerness dripping from his tone. Samantha grinned wickedly and cupped his face in her hands. She watched his pupils dilate, making the green in his eyes deepen at his heightening need as she kissed him slowly, licked his lips and nibbled lightly on his full lower lip.
    “Even a thong showed a line through the thinness of this dress material,” she said huskily, “and so it was easier to go without.”
    Callum rocked into her body, his erection again pressing hard and insistently into her barely covered pussy. She was wet, ready for him and more than eager. Samantha had never responded this quickly to someone or been this needy after hardly five minutes acquaintance, but for now, she knew all she needed to know. A hard, sexy, totally fuckable good man.
    “I need to know you’re with me here, Sam,” Callum groaned, his restraint obviously coming close to its end. Samantha chuckled wickedly and tightened her leg around his waist, rocking herself against his cock and pressing her breasts into his chest. Her erect, tight nipples rubbed against the silky material of her dress and caused a spasm of delight to course from nipple to clit.
    “The back door is supposed to be the fire exit,” she panted. “No one is supposed to use it. I promise I’m with you here, Callum, so please, fuck me right here against the wall.”
    “There’s a condom in my wallet,” Callum groaned as he pushed her hard, but not roughly, against the wall beside the door. Samantha’s hand dived into Callum’s pocket almost before he had finished his sentence and withdrew his wallet, finding the small foil wrapper with ease.
    She dropped the wallet, but thankfully not the condom, as a warm, large hand worked its way down the front of her dress and cupped her breast, a wickedly skilful thumb sliding over her nipple and tweaking it expertly.
    “Fuck, yes,” she panted, her back automatically arching up into the erotic caress. Her hands fumbled slightly as she unzipped Callum’s pants and pushed soft, cotton boxer briefs down to free the large cock that strained his pants. They exchanged hot, biting kisses as Callum continued to play with her breasts, and Samantha ripped the foil package open and hurriedly eased the thin latex down to cover the massive cock. His pre-cum lubricated the condom and heat pulsated through the plastic from his engorged dick. Callum spread the skirt of her dress back so he could open her legs and let his fingers roam her pussy better.
    “Don’t want to hurt you,” he murmured softly as he slicked his fingers in her juices and coated his cock. Samantha chuckled softly, cupped his face and brought him close to her so she could kiss him tenderly.
    “I am so ready,” she insisted softly.