over to the low table, sitting down and lounging back on the
pillows. “Come sit down.” She didn’t move. “Please?”
With great reluctance, and her gut screaming not to get too
close to him, Samara went over to the table, but sat down across
from him.
“It’s true that the upper class comes to the Compound for their
pleasures, but the ladies also come with the hope of finding their
perfect match.”
“And is it true that fathers sell their daughters also?”
“Yes.”
Samara rolled her eyes and looked away.
“One of my best friends was matched up here with his wife,
who was heartlessly sold to the Compound by her father. It was
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also by chance that he saw her when she was trying to run away.
He knew, at that moment, she was the one for him.” That
statement had her looking back at him. “Just like I knew, the
second I saw you walking across the street, that you were the one
for me.”
Samara shook her head. “No.” She stood up quickly, went
back to the door and banged on it. “Let me out of here!” she
yelled. “There’s been a mistake!”
“There’s no mistake.” She stiffened when she felt his breath
on her shoulder, his body heat next to her. “The kiss proved that.”
He turned her around, boxing her up against the door. The way
his blue eyes roamed up and down her body sent chills down her
spine. “That sweetness only happens once, and that is when the
two that drink their special mixture are a match.” He touched her
left arm with the back of his hand and Samara cringed away from
him slightly. One eyebrow shot up. “Don’t like to be touched?”
“I don’t like to be put on display.” She ducked under his arm
and moved away. Samara sort of figured that he’d let her go. She
rubbed her arms, putting as much distance as she could between
them.
But it seemed that distance wasn’t something he wanted
because he followed her. Feeling like prey to the hunter, Samara
kept backing up until the back of her knees touched the foot of the
bed. She stopped and looked behind her. Now, she was definitely
feeling trapped.
“I like this dress.” His voice lowered, his hand reached out,
trailing up and down over one of the folds at her breasts.
“Please don’t.” She could barely speak or breathe. He was too
close, invading her senses with nothing but him.
Up to her shoulder his hand went, and ever so slowly he
pulled one of those folded straps down. She instantly covered
herself and tried to twist away again when he pushed the other
strap down. The whole dress crumpled to the floor at her feet, and
Samara stood in front of him in nothing more than a thin lace
thong.
“You’re a very beautiful woman, Samara Tabor.” Dane’s head
lowered, and before she could think of something to say or move,
he kissed her again.
His arms went around her body and pulled her closer. Once
more, she was hit with the sweetness of the kiss, but it quickly left
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and her body came alive.
He moved his mouth with such skill that Samara’s sole focus
was strictly on the kiss and that was it. She didn’t even notice him
taking his shirt off until she felt the bare chest touch her arms that
she still had crossed over her torso.
The kiss ended slightly, but his mouth continued to roam upon
her body. Dane’s lips traveled down to her left shoulder as his
hands slid to her hips and behind her. He suckled on her skin,
touched the bare roundness of her rear and squeezed. The action
had Samara gasping and jumping up on her toes.
Up his hands went, one at the middle of her back, the other
fisting into her hair. He pulled, forcing her head back. Hot lips
kissed her throat, sending chills down her spine.
It was the first time anyone had kissed her or touched her.
Samara couldn’t think. She could only feel what he was doing.
And as much as she might hate to admit it, she enjoyed his touch
“You need to slow down,” she finally managed to get out.
“I don’t think so.” He did stop and looked her in the eye. “I’m
going plenty slow enough as is.” His hands left her body and went
to his waist.
Samara didn’t even bother with hiding her shock. She looked
wide-eyed at him. “What—what the hell are you doing?” she
forced herself to ask.
“Getting more comfortable,” he answered her.
She made to take another step back, but ended up falling
down on the bed. She’d forgotten that she was standing right up
against it.
“Are you insane!?” she squeaked out, backing herself up onto
the bed with the hopes of being able to get back up on the other
side. “You can’t take your pants off.”
“Why not?” he asked. They were already open and the zipper
was down. Samara could see hair.
“Because—you—you…” She couldn’t think up the right words
to tell him why.
His pants fell to the floor, and Dane stood naked in front of
her, his erection standing at attention and proud. Her mouth
dropped. Not once in her life did she see a man naked before, and
here one stood.
“Oh, my God!” Samara turned over with the intent of crawling
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away from him, but realized with embarrassment, that she was
showing him her naked ass. “Shit!” she said under her breath,
flipping back over, and this time, taking the sheet with her to cover
her breasts.
Dane began to crawl onto the bed. He hovered right over her,
and started to lower himself on top of her, but Samara held her
hands up to stop him.
“You can’t…we can’t do…” she stuttered, feeling her face heat
up.
“Can’t what?” Dane charmed. He braced both hands on the
sides of her shoulders then lowered his body down on top of hers,
pinning her hands between them. “Touch, kiss?” He lowered his
voice. “Taste?”
Okay, he felt too right on top of her, positioned between her
legs. So much so, that Samara almost forgot why she protested. “I
don’t know you.”
“This is the perfect way to get to know each other.” He kissed
her nose and leaned on his elbows looking down at her.
“I can’t do this,” she whispered.
“You know, I’ve got an idea.” He pushed himself off of her,
and Samara breathed out a sigh of relief.
She watched him walk, completely naked, over to the small
table with the strawberries. He picked one up, took two large
bites, then put the small stem down and picked up the remaining
one. When he started back, Samara quickly sat up and pulled the
sheet over her chest.
“Eat this,”
he said and handed her the fruit.
She looked down at it, frowning. “Why?”
“It’ll make us both feel real good. I promise,” Dane moved up
to the bed, sitting down next to her. He kissed her shoulder,
moving up to her neck, towards her ear. “Go on. Take a bite.”
Samara took the bite. Sweet juices filled her mouth, running
down her throat. Another bite and Dane moved behind her,
lounging across her back. He slid her hair over her shoulder,
kissing her neck on the exposed side. When she finished the
strawberry, he took the stem from her hand and pulled her back to
lie against him.
“Now relax, and let it do its thing,” he whispered in her ear.
“What do you mean?”
“You’ll see.”
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Samara didn’t understand what he was talking about until it hit
her.
Warm, tingling sensations hit. It started out feeling like fingers
grazing over her body. She felt chills, heat, and this warming
awareness between her legs. Her clit woke up and began
throbbing, causing Samara to feel very uneasy and anxious.
She sat straight up, letting the sheet slide down to her lap.
Samara pressed a hand to her forehead and began to breath
faster. “What’s happening?”
“Aphrodisiac strawberries,” Dane answered, moving behind
her. She could feel his body heat and had to close her eyes to
take several deep breaths. “I’m told they heighten the sexual
experience.”
“What?” she squeaked out.
Okay, she couldn’t handle this. The sheet felt too raw against
her skin, so she flung it from her lap. For the first time in her life,
Samara didn’t give a damn that she was half naked in front of
someone else.
“You’re skin becomes sensitive,” One finger went down the
middle of her back, sending shards of pleasure to pool right
between her legs. “The pleasure heightens.” His hand touched her
belly, and she could actually feel her womb contract. “And the
need for me to be inside you becomes too much to fight.”
A whimper left her lips before she was able to suppress it.
Samara opened her eyes as the first wave of raw need washed
over her. She gasped, holding her breath as it seemed to land
right between her legs, causing her clit to throb almost painfully.
She tried to scoot from the bed, but Dane held her close. He
rubbed her belly, and then re-positioned himself again on the bed.
He sat right behind her, placing her between his legs.
She could feel his erection pressing against her back. Hard,
silky, and scorching hot, just like the rest of his body, it seemed.
Both of his arms went around her and moved her arms back so
they hung over his legs. His mouth on her shoulder, nibbling,
caused her back to arch and her breasts to be pushed upward, as
if begging to be fondled.
Samara panted to breath. Perspiration covered her forehead,
and the need to move her hips was powerful.
“Your pussy is on fire,” he said in her ear. “The clit throbbing
for one touch, and when that touch comes you’ll explode into
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pieces, but only for a few seconds. Then the buildup starts all over
again.” Both hands closed over her breasts, nipples slipping
between his fingers for a pinch. She moaned at the touch,
pressing her breasts firmer into his hands. He kneaded them and
the throbbing in her clit seemed to get stronger. “And by that third
orgasm, I bet you’ll be more than ready for me to come inside
you.” One hand left her breast to slide down between her legs. He
moaned as he slid his hand right into the thong, touching her
pussy for the first time.
“Oh shit!” Samara gasped, jumping from the touch.
“Fuck, I throb just to be inside you,” he moaned in her ear,
giving it a lick before a quick suck. “I can’t wait to feel how tight
you are wrapped around my cock.”
She could feel her wetness on his fingers as he touched her.
Dane teased her clit, barely touching it. Mostly, he grazed around
it, teasing her until Samara was helpless to stop her legs from
opening up for him.
Two fingers slid into her and she lost it. The pleasure that
greeted her was unlike anything she could’ve imagined possible.
She arched against him and came apart at the same time. Her
first orgasm was like nothing she could’ve expected. It was
pleasure, it was pain, it was desperation, all mixed up in one tiny,
tight, never-ending package.
He moved his fingers in and out of her, touching her clit every
so often. He kept her wound up so tight that Samara couldn’t even
tell when the first orgasm stopped and another hit. Hell, Samara, I
have to taste you.” Dane’s voice sounded ravenous.
She couldn’t protest or ask any more questions. She felt
weak, and when his fingers left her body she also felt lost.
Dane stood up on the bed, walked over her, and jumped off.
Samara just flopped back down, gasping to get air into her lungs.
She didn’t even pay attention to what he was doing. But she did
feel what he was up to.
He picked her up, placing her in the center of the bed. Samara
was so limp from the many orgasms she’d had, she didn’t give a
damn what he did right now. She didn’t even ask why, or beg him
not to when he took hold of the thong and slid it down her legs.
Naked before his eyes, she didn’t give a shit. The next wave
of need that he told her about was starting to build, and she didn’t
have a clue as to what to do about it.
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She felt the bed shift, her legs were parted, and her knees
pushed up. She was having such a hard time breathing that she
closed her eyes to work on relaxing. The relaxation was gone as
soon as she felt his hot breath touch the bare mound of her pussy.
Somehow, Samara got the energy to rise up on her arms and look
down between her legs.
“What the hell are you doing?” she demanded.
“I’m having an appetizer before my meal,” he answered with a
smile.
One kiss to her pussy, and she was seeing stars behind her
eyes. One lick and Samara lost all strength in her arms to hold
herself up and watch.
The folds of her pussy were spread open and his tongue
licked her from the back ring of her ass to her swollen clit. He
flicked his tongue over her clit and Samara could only gasp for
precious air. When he sucked the nub into his mouth, she
screamed at the top of her lungs, shattering once more.
He licked, he sucked, and he drove her mad with this need for
much, much more. Both of her hands fisted into the cool silk
sheets, and both of her legs wrapped around his head. She tried
to press him closer, hungry for more depth. But for whatever
reason, he held back. In fa
ct, Samara was sure that he was
teasing her, keeping her on edge deliberately, and that pissed her
off. So much so, that she let go of the sheet and fisted her hands
into his hair, pulling hard.
He sucked hard one more time on her before releasing her
and backing away. She met him in the eye, watched as he licked
his lips and took hold of his cock. He moved his hand up and
down the length a few times before crawling back up on the bed
between her legs.
The fire between her thighs began again, and this time she
was free to squirm on the bed. He took hold of her legs, spread
them wider, and looked down.
“Watch me enter you, Samara,” he breathed out. “Watch and
feel me.”
She did look down and gasped loudly. The head of his cock
pressed against the entrance of her pussy. He took hold of it,
rubbed it between the slit, and pressed it against her throbbing
clit. That touch had her shaking in both need and pleasure.
“Fuck, if you’re not hot as sin itself,” he moaned, stopping
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once more at her entrance.
He pushed, she parted. Dropping back down on the bed,
Samara fisted her hands and pressed them over her eyes. It was
difficult to breath, difficult to stay still. He entered her body and
she stretched to accommodate him. And boy, did she feel each
and every thick, hot inch of his cock. It stole her breath and had
her yearning for more.
“This isn’t right,” she gulped.
“The hell it isn’t,” he groaned back. “Fuck, I can’t control it.”
He surged into her, making Samara think and feel like he just
ripped her in two. She cried out, immediately pushing against his
chest, digging her nails into his skin. Dane moaned loudly arched
his back and seemed to enter even deeper into her.
She only got a moment to catch her breath before he was
moving inside her.
Pulling out slowly, thrusting quickly, and with such power that
once more, he left her speechless. He held himself up slightly by
his elbows, his cock surged in and out of her, and all Samara did
was hang on for dear life. His chest rubbed against her, teasing
and tormenting her achy nipples. With each inward thrust, she got
an extra surge of pleasure shooting up from her clit.
He kissed her as he picked up speed. Closer and closer, the