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“Yes, please…”

With a grunt, he pushed inside me completely, and I cried out as the pressure of him within me caused me to clench, tightening around his shaft. I felt a twinge of pain, but it subsided quickly into throbbing.

“Oh…shit…fuck.” Adam moaned and closed his eyes for a moment before looking back at me. “Did I hurt you?”

“Just a little,” I said.

“Are you all right now?”

“I think so.”

“Damnit, say yes or no, Olivia,” Adam chastised. “I am having a hard time controlling myself here. Damn…ugh!”

“Yes.”

“Good.”

He pulled back slightly and then moved into me as another groan escaped his lips. He moved back again, slowly—agonizingly slowly—and then pushed inside, filling me. His rhythm was leisurely, sensual, and warm. He pressed his mouth against mine, and I moaned against his tongue. The kiss started slow, matching the rhythm of his thrusts. Then the intensity increased, and I wrapped my hands in his hair, pulling him down to me.

“God, Olivia!” Adam pulled away from my mouth and buried his face in my neck. “So fucking tight…so good…”

His lips were at my neck, and he sucked at my skin. I knew he was marking me again. I wanted him to mark me. I wanted his marks all over me. He pulled back his hips until I could feel the ridge near the head of his cock right at my pussy’s entrance, and then he slammed back into me.

I screamed, but not in pain.

“Oh yes, Olivia.” Adam moaned into my mouth as my body shuddered against him when another orgasm rocketed through me. “Fuck, that feels good...I could feel you coming on my cock…fuck…so fucking tight…”

He increased his rhythm a little, rocking into me over and over again while his hands stroked up and down my body, over my breasts, up to my shoulders, down my arms, across my stomach, down my legs and back up again. My entire body tingled under his touch.

Adam’s thrusts came faster, slowly increasing until he set a pounding rhythm. Each stroke hit my oversensitive clit, and I cried out every time he made contact with it on the down thrust. I felt his hand drop down my leg, and he lifted my knee up high, changing the angle. He pulled my leg up until it was resting over his shoulder.

“Oh…God…fuck…you feel so good, baby…ah…shit…so good…”

He panted words into my ear, growling the curses while the other words came out in short, raspy breaths.

“You are so tight, Olivia. Baby…I can’t…soon…ugh…ugh…”

His words dissolved into grunts and moans, and his speed increased. I felt pressure building up inside of me—again—and he wrapped his arms around my shoulders, holding me off the couch and against his chest as he continued relentlessly pounding. I felt myself let go again with another incoherent scream.

“Oh…yeah…” Adam’s lips were against my ear as he pulled me against him even tighter, the rest of his body going still and rigid as he thrust into me three more times with a long moan. His cock seemed to stretch me even more, and I could feel him emptying into me.

Adam’s weight dropped onto me as his muscles relaxed, and we both fell back onto the couch. He placed his head against my chest, and his hair tickled my chin. I held his shoulders tightly with my head tilted to rest on top of his. I moved one hand up to run my fingers through his gorgeous black locks.

After only a couple of minutes, Adam pushed up with his arms, and I felt his cock slide out of my no-longer-virgin pussy.

“Fuck…I must be crushing you.”

“No,” I said as I blushed. “It’s okay. You feel good on top of me.”

“You feel pretty fucking fine underneath me.” Adam smiled and his eyes wandered down and back up again. “The view from here is incredible. I could get used to this.”

I giggled and covered my mouth with my hand.

“The view from down here is pretty nice, too.” I smiled shyly.

Adam gazed down at me and gave me that beautiful half smile that went straight to my pussy. I could feel it clenching, and I had to shift my thighs a bit. Adam shifted his hips against me and cocked an eyebrow. That look, combined with the half smile, was definitely making me wet again.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and his smile disappeared. I reached up and touched the side of his face, about to ask him what was wrong when he spoke.


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