Chapter 17
Skylar
There is pain, and the discomfort is almost too much to handle at first, but with each passing second everything changes. I become warm, flushed even. I feel high, like I’ll never come back down and touch the ground.
And then everything changes again when he starts moving in and out of me.
So good.
“Touch me, baby.”
I reach up and grab his shoulders, the muscles tight beneath my hands, firm, strong. When Adrian pushes back into me, the discomfort is there, but as time passes that pain leaves, and in its place is this euphoric feeling.
And when he starts moving in and out of me at a steady pace, I can’t help but open up and let all the emotions and sensations move through me.
I care for Adrian, and want him in my life.
We are sweaty, his body moving fluidly over mine, the pleasure so intense I can’t breathe.
“You feel so good. You’re mine.”
A flash of pleasure slams into me.
“So. Fucking. Good.” He thrusts in and out of me slowly, and then he leans down to kiss me, never stopping his motions.
This feeling of being filled, stretched, and consumed by Adrian is like nothing I could have ever envisioned.
“Kiss me again,” I say on a whispered moan.
And he does just that.
My inner muscles clench around his cock.
He starts really moving then. “God, baby.” He pulls out of me an inch, so only the broad head is now lodged in my pussy.
Adrian thrusts back into me.
“You’re so beautiful, so fucking mine.” He thrusts deep in me again, pushing me up on the mattress. He pulls back and looks into my eyes, never stopping his motions.
With every inch he sinks into me, I feel claimed.
He pushes up and leans back, looking between my legs. He watches as his cock moves in and out of me.
“Your virgin pussy looks so damn gorgeous.”
Adrian grabs my hips and starts pushing in and pulling out of me faster, harder. The play of his muscles as he thrusts into me turns me on.
We are both so sweaty, but God, it’s the good kind.
“I need you to come for me,” he groans out. “Because I’m so damn ready to explode.” He places his thumb on my clit and starts rubbing it back and forth. He looks back at me, his focus on my face. “Come for me.”
And just like that, I do.
My pussy muscles clench around him, and he bucks against me harder.
“Yeah, that’s it, baby. Fuck, I’m going to come,” he grunts out. He groans harshly again.
I am going to come again.