Page 129 of Only Fate

He does it so teasingly.

Torturously.

This man won’t make this easy on me this morning.

“Please,” I beg, lowering my hand and gripping his wrist.

He doesn’t allow my attempt at controlling his speed.

Instead, like the pain in the ass he is, he moves slower.

“Please what?” he finally asks, sinking a thick finger inside me.

“You know,” I mutter. “Please.”

“Pleasedo this?” Adjusting himself, he thrusts another finger inside me.

I feel so damn full.

The angle is awkward.

I can tell he’d rather us be in a different position, but he’s making it work.

He’s giving me what I want.

“Yes,” I cry out. “That.”

He manages to slide another finger inside me. His other hand trails up my stomach to cup my breast, rubbing his palm against my sensitive nipple.

My body shakes as he fingers me.

His pace moves from slow, to fast, to slow.

Gentle yet so damn intense.

I wiggle my ass against him.

His cock grows harder.

Jerking against my ass, as if begging for its own release.

My pussy is so wet that I can hear his every movement.

His thumb massages my clit, and it doesn’t take long for euphoria to flow through my body. I feel heavy against the mattress yet light at the same time—as if I weigh nothing.

No. No. Stupid body.

I want this to last longer.

I want this to last forever.

“Let go,” Adrian says, nearly panting. “Let it out, baby.”

Even thoughIdon’t want it to end yet, my body listens to him, unable to take it anymore.

I whimper, hardly able to breathe, and he quickens his pace, moving relentlessly.

His hand on my nipple, his thumb on my clit, and his fingers inside me send me into overdrive. There’s no fighting it any longer.

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