Chapter Six
Samantha stretched out next to Free. Her n***d body rubbed against him and her hair tickled his nose. But his morning hard-on demanded more than a cuddle. He rolled over and on top of her, bracing himself on his elbows.
She peeked at him from under heavy eyelids. Then she slapped a hand over her face. “God, don’t look at me like that. I’m a mess in the morning.”
“You look fine.” To prove his point, he prodded her with his d**k.
She giggled underneath her hand.
He kissed her neck and down to her t**s. “Taste good, too.”
“Shut up.”
He worked his way down her body, kissing and l*****g. Her skin was warm and soft. He moved lower, crawling under the blanket covering her. Her body suddenly shifted as she sat up. “What are you doing?”
“Exploring.”
“No. Wait.”
He flipped the
