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“Now,” she urges. “Please.”
“Are you sure?—?”
“Yes!” she practically screams.
I let go of her wrists, and reach down and grip myself. Bringing my cock to her pussy, I brush it against her entrance. My jaw tightens, breath shallow.Hold it together.Take it slow.Make it feel good for her.
Sonya surges, lifting her hips up.
Pleasure explodes at the base of my spine.
She’s taking me inside her, a few inches down, but the rest is resistance. Angled resistance.
It’s the curve in my cock, stopping us from going further.
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“You’re such a good girl.”His voice is completely gravelly. “Such a good girl for even trying.”
“Find a way to go deeper. Ineedmore, Adrian.”
His hands fist the sheets beside my head. “Take this for now. I want to give your pussy a chance, love. Let’s get you used to it for a while, then I’ll fuck you properly.”
His thrusts are shallow and controlled, stroking in and out of that initial part of me. Just this much and my nerves are on fire. I can’t speak properly. All that’s coming out is this mumbled incantation. “More, more, more…”
I have no idea how I’ll take it all, but the friction is heaven, and I trust Adrian like I trust nobody else. He’s going to figure it out for us. I’m surrendering to him.
There’s a feral look in his eyes, his features a mix of want and worship. “You want more? Get on all fours, baby.”
Adrian pulls himself out and I’m complaining, empty again.
“I know,” he soothes me, while flipping me over. I rise but I’m shaking, already so spent. Adrian’s arm comesaround and his hand splays across my lower abdomen. A heavy bar of support. “Don’t worry, I’ll hold you up. I’ll always take care of you.”
The length of his cock teases my clit. He’s running his shaft up and down, across it. I’m shaking harder, pleasure making dots dance behind my eyes. “I need you.”
“Fuck, Sonya, I needyou.” He pushes back inside me, trailing kisses down my spine with each inch that goes in. It’s better than before. He’s right. This works. I can swivel my hips and take his curve. All the way in, until his hips are flush against my skin.
We both groan.
“I’m never taking this for granted,” Adrian promises. “I swear to you, baby. I’ll do anything for you to keep me.”
I don’t get a chance to answer, because he starts to fuck me. Earnestly, in and out, stretching me in ways I never thought possible. His thick cock coming into me at different angles. I touch my clit. Now we’re both moving. Him forward, me pushing back, and his hand reaches around and takes over rubbing my clit. As if every reason I have to feel this good has to come from him. He has to fill me and strum my nerve endings. I’m his. Like he said would happen, he’s reminding me.
You’re mine, baby.
I fall apart, as if thrown from a great height. My senses explode, fragmenting, walls clamping down on him. I see nothing. It’s all white. All I can feel is Adrian tightening his hold, keeping me up as he keeps going. His long strokes, pushing into my pussy, so deeply that even if it can’t be possible, it’s as if I’m getting transformed from the inside to fit his cock perfectly.
I can’t believe he can keep going.
Still recovering from my aftershocks, I muster enough, waning strength to look over my shoulder.
I’ve never seen him make a face like this…
Eyes almost shut, only a sliver of cerulean left. Brighter than all the cozy shadows growing around us, enveloping the room. Face completely flushed. He’s snarling and whimpering, somehow neither and somehow both. As if being inside me is bliss, and a mind fuck, and has pulled him down to a cellular level.
Adrian catches me looking. Mid-stroke, he scoops me up and repositions us, so he’s against the headboard and I’m on his lap, facing him.
