Page 23 of You're All I Need

When we reach the top of the stairs, I spin her around and cage her against the wall. A little gasp slips from her lips as her back leans against the cool wall, and I silence her with a kiss. Her mouth turns urgent, our tongues dancing. Her hands lift my shirt up, so I quickly grab the material behind my neck and pull it off. Her fingertips are everywhere, exploring my chest and gripping at my flesh.

Slowly, she starts to move downward. Adrienne cups my cock through my jeans, and now it’s my turn to let out a groan. My hips move on their own as she slides her hand to grope my balls. I close my eyes, as the pleasure consumes me. It’s all I can do just to pull oxygen into my lungs. My cock is leaking precum, the desire to thrust overwhelming.

“Adrienne,” I grind out through gritted teeth.

“Hmmm,” she hums, her hand moving a little faster. “I see you’rebigon cockiness. I’m going to need an upfront and personal look.”

Suddenly, she drops to her knees. Her nimble fingers release the button and fly on my jeans, and they’re being pulled down my thighs, along with my boxers. My cock springs free, moisture dotting the tip as it juts straight out toward her.

Adrienne licks her lips before running her tongue across the head of my cock. “Mmm,” she sings. She wraps her hand around me and slowly starts to slide me between her lips.

Her curly hair is pulled up high in a ponytail, and I take the opportunity to lightly grab hold. Her hair is so sexy, unruly and wild with curls, and I’ve been itching to get my hands in it. I watch, mesmerized, as she takes me into her mouth, inch by glorious inch. I force myself to hold still, keeping my eyes locked on her lips, and memorize this moment. I’ll think about her on her knees, completely naked as the day she was born, and sucking my cock for the rest of my life.

It’s the moment fantasies are made of.

I let her go for several minutes, until the pleasure starts to build and I’m teetering on the brink of losing control. I’m always in control, of my mind and my body, and most definitely, I’m the one in control in the bedroom.

“Enough.” Reaching down, I gently grab her arm and step back, my cock falling free from her mouth.

She looks up and sticks out her bottom lip in protest. “I wasn’t finished.”

“Yes, but I almost was,” I tell her, reaching into my back pocket and pulling out my wallet.

“Sounds like a problem,” she teases, watching as I rip open the foil packet with my teeth and cover my cock with the protective latex.

I toe off my slip-on leather shoes, thankful I didn’t wear boots tonight, and push my jeans the rest of the way down. As soon as I step out of the material and drop my wallet, I ask, “You ever been fucked against the wall, sugar?”

Her eyes darken as she lifts her chin. “Once. It wasn’t that good.”

Stepping into her personal space, I press my chest to hers. “Well, sounds like you got fucked by the wrong guy then.”

She rakes her nails over my shoulders and lifts her chin. “Definitely. You gonna show me how it’s supposed to be done?”

Bending down, I suck one of her taut nipples into my mouth, licking the tip and savoring the taste of her skin. “Damn right I am. Give me your leg.”

She looks skeptical. “Caden, you can’t lift me—” she starts, but I cut her off.

“I can and I will.”

“No. My ex tried it and almost broke his back,” she counters.

A wave of anger slices through me, hot and unchecked, but not at her. “Your ex was a douche, remember? And apparently, he has no clue how to do this. Watch and learn,” I tell her, lifting one leg in the crook of my arm. “If your other leg starts to give out or you get uncomfortable, tell me.”

She nods and wraps her arms around my shoulders.

With my left hand, I glide the head of my cock between the lips of her pussy, coating it in her juices. I line up at her entrance and push forward, feeling the tightness and warmth wrap around me. Closing my eyes, I inhale sharply, reveling in the sensations. Too fucking good.

I give her a few seconds to adjust, holding her leg out to the side farther. My mouth brushes against hers before I coax her tongue out with my own. The moment the kiss deepens, I start to move, slowly at first then with a little more vigor. My available hand slides down her body, rejoicing in the way her curves feel against my palm. I don’t think I’ll ever not want to touch her.

My pace gently picks up as I roll my hips. Her eyes start to glass over, her breathing becoming more labored. My hand sandwiches between our bodies and my fingers glide to her clit. She gasps as I work it over, deepening the kiss and drawing outanother orgasm. She’s close, I can feel her muscles starting to tighten.

Reaching around, I grab the back of her stationary leg. “Jump.”

Her eyes widen. “What?”

“Up you go,” I tell her, lifting.

Adrienne hops with a squeak, swinging up her second leg and wrapping both around my waist. I shift my hold, positioning my hands at her ass to hold her up, using the wall for leverage. Before she has a chance to protest, I thrust hard, filling her completely. I set a fast pace, determination setting in to ensure she gets off.

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