Page 138 of The Sun & Her Burn
Linnea cried out as she came, spasming around Adam so hard he groaned long, low, and almost pained.
“Good girl,” he praised, smoothing a hand down her side and then slapping her rounded ass so she keened again. “Good girl coming around my cock.”
He slowed his thrusts and then pulled out, opening his palm toward me, so I handed him the now-clean toy. He pushed it back inside her swollen folds, clicking a remote so that it turned on, and Linnea shivered at the sensation.
He bent to kiss her bum cheek and then moved toward me, his cock flushed almost purple and visibly throbbing. His fingers wrapped around the base and squeezed. He plucked a condom wrapper from the ground, tore it open with his teeth, and deftly rolled it onto his cock before coating it in lube.
“You want this inside you?” he asked darkly.
My tongue swept over my lower lip. “Cazzo, yes.”
“I won’t fuck you gently,” he warned. “I want to rail you into this couch until you can’t feel your knees.”
“Yes,” I agreed. “Please.”
He pulled out the vibrating toy inside me, a little cruelly so I hissed through the sensation. His thumb rubbed over my loose hole, dipping inside and stretching the rim.
“I love seeing you fucked open like this,” he murmured almost to himself before I heard the tear of a condom wrapper.
A moment later, his lube-wet tip pressed against me, and my head dropped between my shoulders as he drove inside me.
It had been years since I had taken a cock, and even the occasional play with a dildo could not have prepared me for the punch of that wide prick inside me. My lungs seized up and I instinctively tried to pull away, seeking relief from the mind-crushing pressure blurring into overwhelming pleasure with every passing second.
“Uh, uh, uh,” Adam scolded me, hands tight around my hips. “Don’t run from me. You can take this. I know how much you love to be spread open and impaled. Let Linnea watch me fuck you stupid.”
“Cazzo,” I cursed as my body shuddered with an overload of sensation as he worked himself thrust by thrust deeper inside me.
I struggled to find an anchor before I spiraled off into oblivion.
“Fuck,” I cursed in English, my fingers curled into the cushion, my hips twitching as I fought to take that beast of a cock. “Dio mio, Adamo, you are too thick.”
“You can take it,” he urged, sliding out to the very tip slowly and then driving back inside me.
He reached around to grab my tender, swollen cock and thumbed the wet head. “You want to come again, already, don’t you?”
“Yes,” I gritted out as I pushed back into his thrusts, feeling the hot zing of pleasure unfurl at the base of my spine and arrow into my groin.
“Too bad,” he growled, bending over my back so he could bite into my shoulder. “This is about me, not you.”
I panted at the declaration, unfairly turned on by being used.
“One day, I’ll keep you and Linnea tied up to my bed to be used whenever I please,” Adam fantasized as he ground his hips into mine and pulled back on my hips until he was deep enough I saw stars.
My brain started shorting out with pleasure, and I bit my tongue to keep from groaning so he wouldn’t notice how close I was.
But this Adam.
He noticed everything.
“No, no.” He clucked his tongue as he chastised me and swatted my ass hard as he pulled out. “Not yet. Don’t be greedy.”
I panted, trying to find my equilibrium as he shed the condom and rolled on a new one to fuck Linnea. She was whining, a low almost constant stream of sharp air from between her lips as her hips shuddered. I wondered if the toy was constantly making her come and decided that yes, that was something Adam would do.
Death by orgasm for and death through denial for me.
Madonna santa,he was a depraved genius.
He slid back into her with a low growl, palming her ass cheeks as he set a brutal pace, watching as they jiggled with each thrust.
