Page 76 of Down the Aisle
I shouldn't entertain him, but fuck, I couldn't help but obey. My body had a mind of its own when it came to Adam, not that I minded. Honestly, my legs propped up and spread wide before my mind could fully process everything. Adam was so dangerous for me, but I lived for that thrill and solace.
"Good girl," he praised me with a heart-melting smile as he positioned himself between my thighs. "Pull your dress up alittle more. I don't want to get it dirty." His dominating eyes never left me as he undid his pants to pull out his heavy cock.
Mindlessly, I fumbled around with scurrying hands, bunching up the skirt of my dress around my waist, exposing myself to Adam. The only thing between me and Adam were my panties, which didn't stay on my body long. Adam yanked them off me hastily and threw them aside without a care.
Smirking down at me, he lazily swiped the tip of his dick along the length of my sex. When I tried to buck my hips away and squirm away, he shot his hand out and coiled it around my neck firmly, holding me in place. "You're going to relax and let me get you in a better mindset. The only thing I want to hear coming out of your mouth while my cock is claiming your cunt is 'thank you, sir' for every orgasm I grant you, got that?" His thumb stroked the side of my thrumming neck calmingly as he looked down at me with a dark smile.
Taking in a deep breath, I nodded softly. "Yes, sir." There was no fighting him. Well, I could, if I wanted to spice things up a bit, or if I really wasn't in the mood, then putting a complete stop to all of this was on the table also.
Fisting the sheets, I sucked in a sharp breath and whimpered as Adam eased himself into me with a few rough thrusts. "Shit! You gotta relax, darling," he strained through gritted teeth.
I wanted to quip back at him, but I was too busy keeping my jaw clenched. God, it hurt so much because I wasn't completely prepared to take him. My eyes burned a little as my tears welled up and stung at my glassy orbs. Pressing my head back into the bed, I shut my eyes tight to bite through the discomfort.
The soft feeling of lips kissing my stray tears away made my eyes flutter open. "It's okay,mia rosa, it's okay." He shushed and soothed me with sweet words as he continued to decorate my precious face with kisses.
My body fought against his as he slowly thrust in and out of me with slow strokes, and my body naturally clamped down on him because it needed more time to adjust. No matter how many deep breaths I took, how much I let my eyes wander around the room and his stony orbs, I couldn't relax enough.
Whimpering and gasping, I reached out and grabbed his forearms. "S-sir, I don't think…"
His lips brushed against my ear, making me shudder when his chest rumbled against me. "Settle." His deep voice instantly calmed my turbulent waters. Leaning back, he smiled proudly down at me. "Brava ragazza."
Our sweet moment lasted just that, a moment. "Crash." Nothing could've prepared me for the way my body gave in to his command.
Every fiber of my being, from head to toe, tightened and tingled with a surge of pleasure. The shock of my orgasm blindsided me, and all I could do was take it and ride it out. A soft haze clouded my mind as I breathed my way through the ebbs of my orgasms, and I barely caught Adam's next words. "Remember what I told you before we started." There was a faint edge of amusement to his voice, I think; it was a little hard to tell with how muddled everything was.
Without putting much thought into it, I let my gratitude slip from my lips. "Thank you, sir." I shuddered through a whimper as I came down.
Well, at least it made things a little easier. All the pain bled out into pleasure the more he slammed himself into me. Every orgasm he pulled from my body heightened me to new levels until my damn head was high in the clouds.
The constant knot in my stomach didn't bother me one bit as it lingered after every orgasm. My body was conditioned to be ready for the next snap, and Adam did well to keep me strung and up in the air.
I don't know how long we kept at it. It wasn't as if I kept count of how many times he commanded me to orgasm or how many times I thanked him afterward.
"Crash." His voice growled, making me tremble as I felt him speak to my soul.
"Thank you, sir," I whimpered between my moans. "Sir, please, too much." Everything ached so bad, and if he kept going, then he'd drive me insane with all this pleasure and lust.
"One more, darling, just one more for me." I could tell he was close with how heavy and paced his breathing had become.
Holding me tightly against his body, he jerked his hips into me forcefully, ramming his hard tip right into my cervix. I gasped sharply as my legs twitched instinctively. "Fuck!" My toes curled out of my control; they tightened up so much that I could feel the strain in my muscles and tendons as Adam caused jolts of painful pleasure to ravage my body.
Clawing at his back, I whimpered at him pleadingly. "Please, Adam, please, no more, please, please." It was incessant, and I couldn't control my words. "It's too much."
My whole body jumped at the sudden slam of his hand next to my head. "Crash." He shuddered, groaning deeply and arching his body into my when I dug my nails deeper into him with my anguished cry of pleasure. "Fuck! That's it, darling, get every last drop."
It felt as if my whole body would snap in on itself with how much my muscles tensed up. "Adam!" I cried out through a choked sob. "Adam…" I didn't even bother trying to fight my body, letting it writhe against him through the crashing tidal waves of my orgasm. "Oh Go—"
I choked out a gasp at the sudden hand necklace from Adam. "Finish that, and I'll fuck you so hard that you will see him before I pull you back to Hell to be with me forever," he threatened darkly with a chuckle, making me moan and squeezehim harder. "Or maybe I might take some mercy on you and make you get down on your knees and worship me, make you remember who your god really is."
Oh God.
Suddenly, he pulled out of me, causing a small gush of my juices to spray out before he shoved his fingers into me.
Keeping his fingers in me, he got off the bed, hauling me to the edge of it. I couldn't help but panic a little because I thought he'd pull me to the ground and face fuck me until another load filled my mouth or painted my face because I'd said my thought out loud.
So, much to my relief, I found myself being forced to take his half-hard cock into my mouth instead of what my mind cooked up. "Clean me off." His gruff command came from above before his hips gave some soft thrusts.
Moaning deeply, I reached up and grabbed his hips to help keep myself steady as I sucked and licked his throbbing cock clean of our mixed cum. Just as I was done cleaning every inch of him, he pulled back, making me whimper a little. I didn't whine and pout for long, not with how he shoved his cum coated fingers into my mouth.
