Page 55 of You're All I Need

“I love it,” she replies with a grin. “I’ve wanted to get one for a while now, and she convinced me while I was there. We got to talking about what I’d want, and the next thing I knew, she was drawing. The best part? Stevie added the saying on the bottom, so that makes it even more special, you know?”

I’m smiling from ear to ear as I listen to her tell me the story about getting her latest tattoo. The fact her friend—and BJ’s recently discovered half sister—added the finishing touches to the ink makes it that much better. “It’s badass,” I tell her, lightly running my fingers across the smarted skin.

“Maybe, someday, I’ll get a sleeve of ink like you,” she says, and I can’t tell if she’s teasing or not.

“Well, it’s your body, your skin, so I say you do whatever in the hell you want,” I find myself saying, seeing those two words etched on her skin.

Something flashes in her eyes, a faraway look takes over. I can tell she’s recalling a conversation, a moment, words someone said to her, and it brought back memories she’s tried to forget. As if someone once told her she wasn’t enough, her body wasn’t good enough.

Fuck that.

The thought of her thinking she’s anything less than beautiful, perfect, has my blood boiling.

“You’re exactly right,” she replies, clearing her throat and pushing away painful recollections. “It’s my body, and I can do whatever I want, and what I really want right now is to put somethingintoit. Something big and hard that makes me see stars when I come.”

And there we go…

“Hmm, so you’re looking for something big and hard, huh?” I ask, pressing my body against her backside and placing a kiss on her bare shoulder. “I think I have just the thing for you.” Igrind my erection between her ass cheeks, reveling in the sound of her breathing hitching and how she pushes back against me.

A quick flick of her bra clasp has it falling down her arms, her ample tits spilling from their confines. My hands cup them, gently squeezing and tweaking her hard nipples. “Hands on the table, Adrienne.”

She does as instructed, and even though she’s independent and sassy, I know she trusts me with her pleasure. Something wild and freeing erupts in my chest.

I run my hands down her sides to her hips, hooking her panties under my fingers as I go. I continue to trail them down her body, removing the final scrap of material. Reaching into the pocket of my shorts, I pull a condom from within. Call me cocky, but I was hoping I’d be using it and any of the others I have in the bedroom.

Even though I know she’s ready for me, the moment I have the condom on, I slip my fingers between her thighs and make sure. She’s soaking wet, practically dripping down my hand. My cock swells even more, and it’s all I can do not to come right here and now.

Giving myself a hard, painful squeeze, I make sure I’m not going to explode on entry and press into her body. The pleasure engulfs me, seduces me, consumes me. It ignites me, burning me raw. When I’m seated completely inside her and take a few calming breaths, I crack open the eyes I didn’t realize I had closed. My gaze focuses on the words, the fresh black ink marking her skin.

Be free.

“Caden.” My name on her lips is a plea. “Move,” she begs, her pussy gripping me like a vise.

That word pierces through the fog in my brain, and my hips react immediately. I pull out before thrusting forward. “This is going to be hard and fast, Adrienne. You ready?”

She murmurs a yes, so I move.

I let my body take over, my hips thrusting on their own. The pace is exactly as I predicted, but she doesn’t seem to mind. Adrienne pushes back against me, taking everything and giving more. I hold her hips and watch as my cock disappears. Over and over, I drive us both toward the release we crave.

Reaching around, I slide my finger over her swollen clit. Adrienne cries out as her body starts to shake. She thrusts back against me as her pussy starts to squeeze. Her orgasm rips through her, my name and a few choice curse words flying from her mouth. Somehow, I manage to hold on, feeling every bit of her release before chasing my own.

But suddenly, she moves.

Before I even know what’s happening, Adrienne drops to her knees in front of me, slips the condom off, and wraps her mouth around my cock. My brain? It stops working. Completely. My mind goes completely blank and my body just…feels.

Feels so fucking good.

I manage to keep my eyes open as she grabs my cock and moves her hand, making a twisting motion. Coupled with her warm, wet mouth, it’s a euphoria I’m not prepared for. I open my mouth to give her a warning, to tell her I’m about to come, but the words don’t follow.

She pulls off me long enough to whisper, “I want to taste you, Caden.” She sticks out her tongue and twists her hand.

That’s all it takes.

I come hard, my eyes riveted to her mouth, to watching myself come down her throat. It’s without a doubt, the most intense orgasm I’ve ever experienced to date, and I’m not sure I’ll ever fully recover. My heart hammers, blood swooshes, and my body convulses. She milks every last drop I have before wrapping her lips around me and sucking one last time, drawing me deep into her throat.

A loud groan bellows from my throat as I close my eyes. My hand shoots out to the table, holding me up so I don’t completely fall on my ass. I’m not sure my legs have the ability to function, let alone continue to hold me upright without assistance.

“You good there, cowboy?” Adrienne asks, the pride evident in her voice.

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