“Then take me, Sam.”
His internal temperature soared. He needed her so much he felt dizzy. Hard and fast he began pumping, pounding against her feminine mound. She met his every thrust with one of her own. The warmth of her slick sheath made him sweat. He leaned forward and cupped her breasts, his fingers kneading her swollen pebbles. With his chest pressed against her back, their perspiration mingled, their deep breaths merged, fogging the mirror. Heat poured from his body to hers and back again.
They joined as one with Sam controlling the pace, depth, and rhythm. He clenched his jaw, trying to hold off his orgasm. His mind began spinning. His thoughts scattered. He wanted to stay inside her, to revel in her passion-drenched heat. To claim her, to possess her, to have her climb inside him and stay there forever so he didn’t ever have to share her with another man. Unfamiliar emotions rushed through him. His gut rolled. His pulse kicked up a notch. Air rushed from his lungs. Fuck, some small part of his mind reminded him that he’d never been so crazed before, so frantic, and had never lost control.
Ever.
Oh hell.
He felt her pussy tighten around his cock. She bucked and impaled herself on him.
Her head thrashed to the side. “Sam…”
Hands biting into her hips, he buried himself deep as her orgasm rolled through her.
“Cat…”
Her liquid heat seared his cock, pushing the right buttons, sending him all the way to heaven and back again.
With one hard thrust he drove into her and stilled, concentrating on the points of pleasure as his climax mounted. His cock clenched and throbbed. His seed spurted from his tip.
“Oh God, Cat…” he whispered into her ear as his orgasm tore through him. As he emptied himself into her, he felt her sex muscles tighten, milking him of every drop.
He stayed there for a long moment, working to regulate his breathing while his cock grew flaccid. Minutes later he slipped from her opening. Cat twisted around, glanced into his eyes, and broke the stretch of silence.
She ran her tongue over her bottom lip, moistening it. “Sam.” The warmth of her mouth called out to him.
“Yeah?” He quickly discarded the condom and then took her back in his arms, unable to get her close enough.
She tilted her chin to face him and pressed her back against the mirror. Hands spanning her slim waist, he gathered her in tighter, needing to feel every inch of her pressed against him, knowing he’d never felt such an easy intimacy with another.
Oh boy!
Unwelcome images of those six different men parading in and out of her condo rushed through his mind and filled him with rage. Like the Loch Ness Monster, anger rose from the depths to rear its ugly head.
The way he reacted with such violence gave him concern. Wasn’t that one of the reasons Cat had appealed to him? She was safe. Not looking for anything more than he could give.
Tamping down his anger and cursing himself for feeling so emotional, he forced himself to marshal his thoughts and summon control.
Cat smiled up at him and moistened her dry lips. “That was one hell of an experiment, Sam.” Eyes full of want flashed in the candlelight, her sweet breath fanned his face, closing around him, flooding him with longing.
He chuckled, smoothed her hair from her forehead, and crushed his body against hers. As she snuggled into him, a rush of tenderness made his stomach roll.
“I’ll say,” he managed around the lump forming in his throat.
He inched back his gaze roaming her face. When their eyes met, desire slammed into him once more, triggering a craving that he couldn’t sate. His cock stirred back to life. What was it about this woman? Why couldn’t he get enough of her?
Sam let out a regretful sigh. “Only one problem.”
Her sexy brow rose. Heavy breasts swayed, dragging his eyes with them. “Problem?”
He gripped her hands, pinning them behind her back. Her slick body molded against his and all he could think about was dropping to the ground, parting her twin lips with his tongue, and pressing a kiss over her gorgeous pink sex. “Yeah. You see, I was so caught up in fucking you I forgot to record your responses.”
She swiped her tongue over her bottom lip, made a sexy noise, and rotated her hips. Their groins bumped. Sam’s cock thickened. His balls constricted.
“That’s not good, Sam.”
“Nope, not good at all.”
“What does that mean?” He loved the teasing lilt in her voice. Loved this playful side of her and her adventurous spirit. Once again, the hunger inside him took hold, consuming his thoughts.
He frowned. “I’m afraid I’m going to have to run the experiment again.”
She took a moment to digest what he said, then shook her head in mock exasperation. Her soft whisper covered him. “Where are you ever going to find another lab rat this time of night?” Suddenly her eyes opened wide. “There is always Bonnie,” she rushed out.
Sam chuckled at the mention of his lab rat. “Can’t.”
“No?”
“Sleeping.”
“Can’t wake her?”
“Grumpy without her nine hours.”
“I see.”
“That really only leaves one solution.”
“Only one?”
He crushed his body against hers and pushed his full fledged hard-on against her hip. “Only one,” he said firmly, sending her a silent message, hoping to make her as crazy as she was making him.
She blew out an exaggerated breath. “Well hell, the things I have to do in the name of science.”
Chapter 5
Sam shaded the early morning sun from his eyes as he tapped the brakes on his Jeep and rounded the corner to the Research Center. Stifling a yawn, he angled his head, anxious to see if the huge mob picketing the front entrance had dwindled
