Page 79 of Wood Riddance
I almost passed out at the sight. How on earth was this happening right now?
In true Adele fashion, she wasted no time diving in, licking and kissing her way down my shaft, rendering me incapable of speech or rational thought.
My brain went to battle with itself. On the one hand, this might have been the greatest experience of my life. But on the other, she was thwarting my plan. I was going to make love to her. Do all the things so well she’d never leave.
But her mouth… it was so good.
“I have condoms,” I blurted out awkwardly as she kissed the crown and swirled her tongue around it gently. She didn’t stop, though. She continued her exploration without even a pause. While this was the real-life embodiment of several of my favorite fantasies, I needed to stop her before it was too late.
Threading my fingers through her hair, I tugged gently to garner her attention.
She popped off my dick and smiled up at me. “I’m okay going without. Again.”
I nodded so vigorously my head spun as she crawled up the length of my body. I ached to feel the exhilaration of being inside her.
Straddling me on her hands and knees, she pressed her lips to mine and immediately demanded entrance.
“I want to feel you,” I said when I pulled away to catch my breath. “I can’t stop thinking about what it felt like to be inside you.”
I must have said something right, because a blush crept up her neck and into her cheeks. Then she was lining herself up with my aching cock.
She moaned as she sank down onto my length. It was a good thing I was on my back, because I was dizzy with lust and elation and relief. She was here. With me. Never before had I experienced the feeling of being exactly where I needed to be with exactly the right person.
With her back arched and her eyes shut, she looked like a goddess. My heart nearly leapt out of my chest at the sight of her. She was beautiful and powerful, and when she began to rock her hips, I saw stars.
“Look at me,” I commanded, gritting my teeth to avoid embarrassing myself and ending things early. Damn, the heat of her wrapped around me as she rode my cock was enough to send me over the edge if I wasn’t careful.
Opening her eyes, she grabbed the headboard and ducked low, ghosting her lips over mine. “You like this?” she asked, twisting her hips in some magical way that made my vision blurry.
Palming her ass, I spread her wider, forcing her to take every inch of me. “I don’t like it,” I said, pressing my head back into the pillow and groaning. “I love it.”
A slow, wide smile spread across her face.
“This is perfect. You and me,” I panted, desperate to fill my lungs and control the racing of my heart. “You feel it too. I know it.”
“I’m feeling a lot of good things right now, Stretch.” Her muscles tensed, squeezing me so tight stars were dancing in my vision again. Her rhythm was steady as she skated her hands up her torso to her breasts, but then she was pinching her nipples and upping her pace.
I traced my fingers down her chest and stomach and pressed my thumb on her clit. She gasped and tightened around me further as I rubbed gentle circles.
“God, you look so perfect riding my cock,” I growled. It took every ounce of willpower I possessed to hold back. I wanted to flip her over and fuck her through the mattress. But instead, I focused on her face. On the rapture that took over as she chased her orgasm. Fuck, I hoped I could last long enough to see it.
My self-control was rewarded when she writhed above me and her inner muscles clenched. Calling out my name, she shuddered and shook, breasts bouncing, hair swaying, head thrown back in ecstasy. This moment was worth every single second of longing and waiting. Because this was it for me.
“Good girl,” I said, tucking an arm around her waist and rolling to pin her to the bed. Caging her in, I thrust inside her, reveling in the aftershocks, letting them fuel my need.
“Tell me, She-Ra. Admit I’m the best you’ve ever had. That I’ve ruined you for other men.”
She was blissed out and orgasm drunk, but still, she managed to roll her eyes. “You are so cocky.”
I shifted, pressing in deeper. “Only because I’ve got the goods to back it up. Now I’m going to fuck you hard, the way you like, and you’re going to come again. Got it?”
She was pinned to the bed beneath me, sated from one orgasm and ready for the next. Her nipples grazed my chest with every one of my thrusts, driving me even crazier. Every part of this woman was made for me.
She moaned and writhed beneath me, blatant evidence that I’d found the angle she liked. So I thrust harder, and in response, she squeezed me tight. Establishing a rhythm once again, I got to work kissing and sucking her peaked nipples.
Her screams ofyesandharderandright therekept me focused as my vision began to blur.
Mine, mine, mine. The words echoed in my mind like a chant or a prayer as I tried to stave off what felt like it would be the most intense orgasm of my life. Before I gave in, Adele had to know that I possessed her, body and soul. I’d be damned if she didn’t understand before the night was over. That the connection between us wasn’t purely sexual. It was spiritual.
