Page 168 of Distant Shores
His head hit the shower wall with a thud. “Fuck.”
I kept my eyes on the column of his throat as I wrapped my hand around him, pumping slowly. I wasn’t going to draw this out for too long. Ineededto feel him slide inside me more than I needed anything else right now.
Adair braced his hands on either side of himself as I pushed his knees apart, exposing all of him to me. He lifted his head off the shower wall just as I licked a stripe up his dick from base to tip. His lips parted as he panted heavily, his expression almost pained. I rubbed my thighs together as I sucked him into my mouth, which only made me more desperate to get him inside me.
He tasted just as I remembered. Clean, heady, and perfect.
When I popped off his tip and then sucked him down again, Adair yelled and jerked his hips forward. “Ah,nope, time-out. Time-out. Just… hold on,” he breathed raggedly, but then he glanced down at me, and his eyes flared. “Oh God, never mind. Come here.Please.”
I was on his lap in the next breath, straddling him. He blinked hard, like he had no idea how I’d gotten here, then shook his head before kissing me again, his soft, full lips demanding and consuming.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back just as fiercely. My thighs eventually started burning with the effort of holding myself above his lap, but it was nothing. I could stay like this forever if I needed to.
He stroked me everywhere, his hands almost frantic in their exploration. He went from cradling my face like I was precious to groping my ass like he wanted to destroy me. Then he slid his hands up my spine and gripped the back of my neck like he wanted to possess me, only to hug me to him like he needed to shield me.
And then one of his hands traveled past my ass, caressing my thigh before reaching all the way under me to my pussy, where he ran his fingers through my wetness and pushed his fingers deep inside me like he wanted to own me.
I loved all of it.Cravedit all.
I rocked into his fingers experimentally, leaning forward and gripping the safety bar by his head for balance. Adair glanced up to see what I was doing, and muttered a curse. He looked back at me, and I arched my spine in offering.
He pulled his fingers from my pussy, brought them to my breast, and smeared the wetness around my other nipple before sucking off the mess.
“Adair,” I gasped, and he smiled against my skin before planting a wet kiss there.
He clenched my waist in both hands and met my gaze, his skin flushed and lips swollen. With aching slowness, he lowered me down and pushed his hips up, rubbing my sensitive flesh down his shaft.
Our sounds of pleasure tangled, and somewhere in the back of my mind, I was glad for the thick walls between us and the rest of the house. My eyes rolled back at the utter bliss as he slid his dick through my folds again and again.
He bent forward and grazed his teeth against both my nipples, one and then the other. “These tits,” he whined, “are going to kill me.”
I circled my hips, rubbing myself on his dick, inhaling sharply at the bursts of pleasure. “I can’t believe—” I circled my hips again before looking at him. “—that you say ‘tits.’”
His laugh was silenced when I writhed on him more firmly, but then he found his words again as I let up.
“That’s the only word suitable for these—” He cupped one in each hand. “—besidesglorious.”
I laughed as I moved my hips just as he pushed forward, and we both startled as his tip dipped inside me.
“Oh,God.” Adair’s hands flew back to my waist, holding me above him. “Protection.”
My eyes widened as I looked to where his dick, slick and angry looking, rested against my swollen, throbbing pussy.
“I’m on birth control,” I said. “I guess that wasn’t in one of our notes.”
He laughed in a pained way, his fingers flexing against my skin. “I had a full checkup before surgery. I’m good, but…” His cheeks burned red, but he straightened his shoulders and soldiered on. “I should practice what I preach. And even with birth control, if I fuck you bare, we’re choosing to risk pregnancy. Are you okay with that?”
My pussy clenched violently, and I had no idea if it was hearing the word “fuck” from Adair’s lips or the thought of…
I fluttered again, and my breastsached.
Oh, shit.
“What is it?” Adair asked, cupping my face and turning me to face him.
I hadn’t even realized I’d looked away.
My mind had run far away from me by the time I met his hazel eyes. The implication of me getting pregnant from any other man, real or imagined, would’ve made me straight up hostile. But… from Adair?
