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Sinful Steamy Morning
My hands ached to touch him. Place my palms on those perfect muscles and feel them flex as his body gave me pleasure.
His face leaned closer to mine, filled with unsated desire for me, his sensual lips firm with determination. “Tell me to leave, Leilani. And I will.”
My stomach quivered at his words. My entire body screamed No, waging war against my mind. He was right here in front of me, cruelly making me decide. I want him. I need him so badly inside me, on me, all around me till I drown in his carnal, wicked passion.
I bit my lip, unable to find words to describe how much I fucking wanted him, so I leaned up to my toes to grab his neck and smash my lips against his, opening my mouth to kiss him, trying to provoke him into unleashing all his untamed sexual passion on me.
And he did.
With a tortured groan, he fiercely kissed me back, no, mouth-fucked me as he ripped my shirt at the neckline so it slid down my naked body and pooled at my feet.
The ripping sound of the fabric felt like a whiplash on my weeping pussy.
His mouth left my lips and moved to my ears, teeth biting into my earlobe. I cried out with pleasure and his hand smacked my ass in response. The slight sting of his smack shot straight into my nipples on my needy breasts and I dug into his naked chest, trying to create as much friction as I could.
My hands felt inadequate, trying to feel up his hard, broad body all at once.
“Get inside me, Adonis…” I whimpered as his large hands splayed, one branding my bare back and the other slipping down between my reddened ass cheeks to slide through the sticky moisture between my pussy lips.
“Part your legs.” He ordered huskily, his mouth nibbling and trying to devour my shoulder.
His soft hair filled my hand as I fisted it, placing my legs wider, barely able to stay up on my feet as his finger took advantage of my parted legs and rubbed harder on the slick entrance to my vagina. My eyes fluttered shut as hot sensations spiraled deep into my soul. He slid his finger up to press on my swollen clit, making me jerk and groan, and back to softly push into my vagina only to pull out a second later, cruelly. Tormenting.
I fisted his hair harder and he growled, in pain and blinding pleasure, biting into my shoulder. I cried out again. He repeated the torturous assault of his finger on my pussy and I was ready to beg when he suddenly pushed two fingers completely into my wet heat and I gasped in shock. Pleasure. Both.
Putting me out of my mystery, he lifted me and moved to the king-sized bed, throwing me on it and I bounced, breasts clapping from the motion. He was so fucking rough. Like a beast. It scared me. Aroused me. Excited me.
He stood at the foot of the bed, raking his eyes down my naked, pliable body. Soft and surrendered to his lustful intentions. His grey sweats were still on, hanging so low that I felt my mouth water. My skin was thrumming with need, impatient for him to climb over me and fuck me filthy but he was taking his sweet time, shamelessly taking in the appearance of my naked breasts and my pink, swollen pussy between my thighs. I loved it. His eyes blazed and met mine again, filled with so many dirty promises.
He slid his hard, heavy cock out and slowly stroked its length, never breaking eye contact.
I forgot to breathe.
“Bend your knees to your breasts, feet in the air.” He ordered.
I nearly moaned. Oh fuck, I need you, Adonis. I moved my legs how he wanted them, feeling my pussy splay open for his pleasure.
I felt his gaze caress me in that vulnerably wanton position and I shivered.
I felt him move. “Stretch your arms over your head.”
I complied, biting my lip in sexual anticipation. Then I felt the bed dip down as he climbed into the bed and over me, his heat permeating my over-sensitive skin. His handsome face appeared in my line of sight as he nestled his cock on my pussy, tormenting me further. I wriggled my thighs, trying to squeeze his cock. He closed his eyes in pleasure, softly licking his bottom lip. I tried to do it again but he reopened his eyes, nailing me to the spot.
“Close your eyes.” He ordered. I had barely closed my eyes, heart racing before fabric covered my eyes and I recognized the texture. It was my ruined shirt.
A strong hand pinned my wrists together and hooked my parted knees high up on his shoulders as his cock entered my vagina.
My mouth fell open in raw pleasure, blind and vulnerable.
He began to move, the force of his thrusts rocking my body back and forth beneath him. My position let him sink so deep inside me, I was moaning non-stop.
“Oh…yeah…” Intense sensations rippled over me as he rocked me faster, his mouth covering one nipple in a wet kiss.
I arched, trying to feel more of him. More. More. More. I was crazed. Drunk on Adonis Ace Giles.
His weight pressed me down into the bed, cock slamming into me with loud slap sounds that echoed off the walls in my fiancé's bedroom. My hands were pinned, eyes covered and legs spread open and hanging off his flexing shoulders. The pleasure was driving me insane, and I could do nothing about it but cry out and moan.
“Adonis…” I moaned out his name. The name of the man giving me this much pleasure and he attacked my other breast, sucking with dirty vigor and my orgasm ripped through me without warning.
I cried out, shuddering and Adonis continued fucking me, sucking me, driving me insane and towards another building orgasm with his thrusts and his overwhelming sexual appetite.