“Please… oh god… more!” Adam chuckled in my ear.
“You want more? More of this?” He pinched my nipples tightly, and I let out a deep moan.
“Or more of this?” He moved his hands back to my hips, and slid out of me, painfully slowly, before he rammed back into me, hard.
“Yes!”
He chuckled. “You want it like that, little angel? Want me to fuck you good and hard?”
“Yes… oh god, yes…”
He didn’t disappoint. Now that he’d seen how hard I could take it, he didn’t hold back. Every thrust was a punishing surge into me, and it felt amazing. My fingers curled, fisting the bedding, as my breath rushed out with every deep thrust. Yes. This is what I’ve been waiting for. What I need.
“How’s that, little angel? You getting what you want from me now?” Adam hissed, his fingers pinching at my hips, before he slid one hand down, and started teasing at my clit. I started gasping for air, as my body began to coil and my orgasm blasted through me, wrenching a high sound from my lips. It wasn’t a word. I couldn’t make words. My body trembled as Adam pressed deep, and unloaded inside me. His breath rushed out of him, as he leaned over my back.
“Fucking hell, little angel. You nearly killed me. That was fucking amazing… you are…”
We both kind of tipped over, curling together on the bed for a few minutes, waiting for our breathing to return to normal.
When I could finally move again, I remembered that I needed to take my pill. I really hoped that the disruption to my contraception hadn’t led to anything I couldn’t handle. In the back of my mind, I knew there was still the option of the morning after pill, but I couldn’t bring myself to do that.
“Fuck me. I should get up and shower now, but I don’t think I can just yet.”
I rolled over to look at Adam, and realised he was holding onto his chest.
“Did I hurt you?” I asked, reaching for him.
He laughed. “No, little angel, I hurt me. I should have realised I wasn’t up to strength yet. I want to wash you in the shower, but I think I’m going to let you down.”
I shook my head at him, slipping out of the bed, and heading first to fetch a glass of water, and then to grab the co-codamol on my way back to his side of the bed. I set them on the bedside table, and then offered a hand, so Adam could sit up.
“This is so fucking humiliating.” He groaned, opting to struggle up to sit against the headboard without my help. I offered two of the pills, and he washed them down with some of the water.
“I’m going to shower, and then I’ll help you if you need it.”
He smirked at me. “You gonna wash me, sweet girl?”
I blushed and slipped into the bathroom, pushing the door closed.