Page 131 of Only Fate

“Shit,” he hisses, slowly pulling out. “I forgot a condom.”

I shake my head, hair falling in my face. “We forgot a condom.”

“No, it’s my dick. My responsibility.” His forehead creases in concern. “I should’ve been more responsible.”

“Keep going,” I plead. “I’m on the pill. I’m clean.”

“So am I.” His chest heaves as his breathing grows heavier and heavier.

I push my ass out. “Then, get back inside me.”

I don’t have to ask him twice.

He pushes my hips up farther, sliding against the sheets closer, and rams his cock inside me.

This time, he’s not as gentle as before.

“I love fucking you bare,” he says between pants.

“Yes,” I say, struggling to balance myself on my elbows.

“I can feel every inch of you, Essie. Can you feel me?”

I tuck my head into the pillow. “Yes,every single one. Please keep giving it to me.”

“Fuck yeah,” he grunts before smacking my ass.

This Adrian is a different Adrian than I’m used to.

He’s usually gentle with me during sex.

But I like this.

I like him taking control.

It doesn’t take long for pleasure to override me again.

“I’m there,” I yell, attempting to look at him, but he’s fucking me too hard. “FYI, I’m about to become useless.”

“Let yourself go,” Adrian says. “I’ll do all the work.”

Our moans are loud.

Sweat covers my sheets.

The sound of his body smacking against mine nearly sounds like porn.

Each pant of his is raspy and strained.

They get harsher each time, along with his movements.

My knees weaken, and he holds me up as I nearly collapse onto the bed.

I fall apart beneath him, and he keeps fucking me.

And fucking me.

And fucking me.

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