“So I’m the best sex you’ve ever had,” he laughs, pulling me into his arms while I rest my head on his chest.
“Wondered when you were going to bring that up,” I laugh, hiding my face in his chest.
I lookover at the clock and see it's four in the morning.
Do I sneak out or try to go back to sleep? Is this a one time deal or a vacation fling? I pull myself closer to him and take a deep breath of his scent. God, this man smells good. In particular, Adrien smells good after sex.
He stirs beneath me and pulls his arm tighter around my shoulder, pulling me more into him.
I take another deep breath of him.
A naughty thought enters my mind, and I move my hand slowly under the covers. He’s rock hard in his sleep.
My hand hovers over his cock. Then I think better of it.
I turn and try to go back to sleep, but that’s virtually impossible with a hot, naked man at my back.
Adrien’s hand moves from on my shoulder and cups round my breast. God, that feels good.
His finger and thumb find my nipple, and a small groan leaves my mouth.
He pinches my nipple until it starts to get hard.
I reach back and grip his cock in a firm grip. On instinct, I slowly rub him up and down before circling the tip.
He twitches in my hand. He stirs behind me, pulling and pinching my nipple harder between his finger and thumb.
I know I've woken the beast when he pushes me onto my back. He leans down, smiling at me before kissing just under my ear. After stretching out and reaching for a condom, he pulls it on and silently sinks into me all the way. It’s with purpose. It seems like a declaration of some kind.
“Ahhhhh,” I groan, when he's seated completely in me. The feeling of him is amazing, as it always was.
Without taking his eyes off of mine, he rocks into me slowly. Letting me feel every inch of him in torturous strokes. I can feel his balls hitting me as he thrusts into me. It may be slow, but it is definitely controlled. Like everything with Adrien is. He always loved control, but not in an asshole way. Well, apart from when we stopped working together.
I push that thought away as quickly as it came.
I open my mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. I pull my legs up a bit and silently dig my heels into his ass. I need more. Adrien is like a drug. Once you get a small taste of him, you just need more and more. This is what I’ve been missing in my life. Someone who gets me in the most basic of ways.
I put my arms around his neck, needing every inch of my body to touch his. God, I didn’t know how much I’d missed this until I got a taste. This feels like more than a quick fuck, though.
He puts his forehead on mine and whispers in my ear. “Sara, don’t leave me ever again.”
He kisses me and doesn’t say another word as he builds up more friction. He doesn’t stop kissing me till we both come in an almost choreographed finish.
He gets up and heads to the bathroom, and that's the last thing I remember before exhaustion takes over my body.
I wake up,and the smell is great. The bed feels cold as I roll onto my side. I pry one eye open and look at the bedside clock. It’s not as late as I thought.
The bedroom door is wide open, and I can see him moving about in the kitchen area.
“She’s alive,” he laughs, sipping a cup of coffee and pouring a cup for me. He comes back towards the bedroom, leaving the door open.
“If I remember correctly, you need at last two of these before you can function.”
“Thanks,” I say, trying to sort the mess out that is my hair.
“I’ve not been up too long either.” he sits back on the bed next to me in just a pair of shorts. “Though I got a very nice wake up call in the middle of the night.”
I can feel myself going red. God knows why.