The Amish Billionaire's Lady (Book 1 Amish Lovers Series)

The Butterflies

I woke the next morning on a full-size bed with a beautiful antique walnut headboard surrounded by a clean and bright wood clapboard-covered room. Next to me on an antique style end table was a cup of coffee and a note that said,

“Ran to town to get some food for us, I wasn’t expecting company. Be back soon.”

My heart fluttered as I read the note, waving it gently in front of me in the hopes that I might be able to catch a wisp of Samuels musky scent.

I gingerly got up from the bed impressed by the quality of the mattress and how the sheets and bedding were of exquisite make. I brushed the thought aside, wanting to take this time to explore a bit. Who was this Amish man and what secrets was he hiding for me to find? I thought to myself.

I went into the bathroom which was just a simple bathroom. There was nothing fancy or out of the ordinary and in truth it didn’t even look like Samuel used it since there weren't any personal belongings out. 

I shrugged as I closed the door to the bathroom, back in the bedroom I woke up in. I went to the door on the far side of the wall and opened it. Nothing. Oh! I thought. I simply opened up to the outside. 

Then I remembered that these were bunks that the Amish men used when they were working overnight or on long projects. I was a bit disappointed at my unfruitful explorations, so I went back into the bunkhouse closing the door a bit harshly out of frustration. 

I laid back on the bed unsure of what I was supposed to do to entertain myself till Samuel came back. As I laid there on the soft bed surrounded by fine quality sheets, I remembered the events of the night before. Samuel and I made love two more times that evening and each time was pure bliss. 

Finally, when all of my energy was spent he went somewhere coming back to find me naked and asleep in the pile of hay. He wrapped me up in a blanket, carrying me to a large field of sunflowers where we watched the sunrise wrapped in each other's arms and the grey wool blanket. 

As my thoughts turned to the moments of pleasure from earlier that night, my hand slipped down between my legs and my finger ran across my c**t. My legs were trembling with pleasure and I was rubbing my breast with my free hand trying to mimic the pleasure that Samuel had brought earlier. Faster and faster my finger raced around when suddenly the door opened. 

“f**k! Samuel, you're back.” I uttered breathlessly and slightly embarrassed.

Before I knew it, the groceries were on the floor and Samuel was stripping himself of his clothes climbing onto the bed.

“If I knew that this was what I was going to walk into I would have been back much sooner. f**k Baby, didn’t I do a good enough job last night?” he said leaving a trail of kisses up my stomach to my lips.

“I just got a taste of you last night,” I declared, “And now I am left wanting more since you weren't here, I was left to finish the job myself” I smiled the biggest grin I could knowing he couldn't resist.

“My lady. I can give you more but this time I promise I won’t be so gentle.” He announced grabbing my body and turning me around. 

“You better hold on to that headboard, love. I like it rough.” 

Before I could utter a response, he slammed his d**k inside of me from behind, thrusting himself in and out of me. 

His movements felt so good inside of my dripping wet p***y that I had so thoughtfully prepared for him. He twisted my n*****s as he pounded himself deep inside me. I moaned in pleasure holding on to the antique headboard enjoying the sound of his balls slapping my skin from behind. 

I could tell that he was about to come as his pace was quickening and his moaning increased. 

“f**k, you are so much fun!” he spouted, and just as he was about to c*m he pulled out shooting his precious white c*m all over my ass. 

I took advantage of his weak moment, spinning him around so he was sitting with his back to the headboard. I straddled him and took his limp d**k in my hands. I began kissing him at his n*****s nipping at them ever so gently, then licking his well-defined abs, all while gently massaging his limp membrane to life. He grabbed my hair and let out a groan of pleasure. 

“Amarys!” He said passionately, “You are so f*****g fun, babe!”

I grinned thinking to myself, He is right! This is so f*****g fun. I don’t remember having s*x this good ever. It is like soul mate good! Ugh!

I straddled his enlarged d**k and slid it inside me. Immediately, Samuel’s hand went right to my breasts while my hands wrapped themselves in his short brown hair. I began bouncing my body up and down grinding my hips trying to hit my G-spot with his long d**k. 

“Oh! Samuel” I moaned

“Baby I love it when you say my name. f**k it sounds so good!” He replied

I could feel him rushing towards a c****x but I wanted this time to be a bit slower so I took control and slowed down my movements. Slowly, his hips matched the rhythm of mine and we fell into a perfectly matched tempo.

He leaned up and took one of my breasts in his mouth rolling his tongue around the tip. I smiled realizing that this cunning man must have figured out biting my breasts was one of my weaknesses.

When Samuel bit down, giving my n****e his teeth, the fire in me rose and the pulse of our lovemaking became furious. 

We rose to new heights moaning with pleasure, slapping, biting, and f*****g hard. Then we climaxed together.

I fell into his chest and he rolled me over kissing me deeply sweeping his tongue inside my mouth.

“You are an incredible f**k, my lady.” he complimented.

But his words fell on deaf ears, as I had fallen asleep in his arms for the third time that night. 

I woke with a jolt to the sound of collective hammering and in a panic sat up in the bed. 

“f**k. f**k. oh my God. Fuck.” 

I could feel the butterflies in my stomach as I panicked. 

How was I going to explain why I was sleeping in one of the work bunks? And Where the hell was Samuel? I thought!