CHAPTERFIVE
His lips crashed over hers once again, sending heat ravaging through every square inch of her body. His kiss was hot and demanding, making her want things she hadn’t had in what seemed like forever. Joy couldn’t remember the last time she had kissed a man, let alone been with one.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and melted into him, enjoying the warmth of his body pressed against hers. His hands roamed her body freely, exploring each of her curves before slowly sliding under her sweater and up to her full, heavy breasts. He massaged and caressed them.
“Mmm,” she moaned into his mouth, loving everything about his kisses.
His skilled hands knew exactly where to find her erogenous zones, maximizing her pleasure. Each brush of his fingers over her nipples caused them to harden into tiny peaks.
“Your skin is so soft.” He kissed a path along her neck to her ear. “I need to taste you,” he growled. “All of you.” He tugged her sweater over her head, exposing her black lace bra. “Gorgeous!” he said enthusiastically before burying his face between her breasts, licking and kissing every inch of exposed skin.
“Oh, God!” she moaned as he kissed down her abdomen and unfastened her jeans.
“May I?” he asked.
“Yes,” Joy whispered. She was absolutely helpless when she glanced into his icy-blue eyes.
Adam pulled back for a moment to tug her shoes and jeans from her body. Joy had never felt so nervous and exposed in her entire life. She rushed to cover her curves, feeling so damn self-conscious. She hated it. Hated feeling that way, but she did.
“Please don’t cover those beautiful curves of yours. Your body is amazing, and I’m looking forward to kissing every inch to show you just how beautiful you are,” Adam said.
“You don’t have to say that just to be nice,” Joy replied, feeling silly for thinking a man as good-looking as Adam would be interested in her chubby, full-figured ass.
Adam yanked his sweater over his head and unzipped his jeans. Muscle after rippling muscle covered his hard body.
“Fuck!” Joy moaned at the sight of him. “You can’t be real,” she mumbled.
“Oh, doll. This is all real,” he said, stepping out of his jeans and palming his cock. “And it’s all for you. Do you think I would be this fucking hard if I didn’t find you sexy as hell?” he asked, stepping closer to her.
“Give me your hand,” he said.
She stretched her hand forward, and he clasped it with his.
“Does this feel like I’m not one hundred percent interested in you?” he asked, placing their hands around his length and pumping them up and down in unison.
“It feels like you are very into me,” she said with a breathy moan. He was so damn hard and silky. The perfect combination. She licked her lips, wanting to know his taste. Wanted the tiny drop of precum that had seeped out of the mushroomed head of his cock. Leaning in closer to him, she pushed his hand away and swiped her tongue over the tip, lapping up his sweet drop.
“Mmm,” he groaned, his blue eyes bearing down on her.
Feeling more confident than she ever had, Joy smiled up at him before opening her mouth and swallowing his cock. She wrapped her other hand around his sac, massaging it gently as her head bobbed up and down, taking as much of him with each sucking motion as she could. A surge of heat shot straight to her core as she pumped his cock in perfect harmony with her mouth.
“Fuck, doll. You are killing me,” Adam said, stepping away from her.
A pout formed on her mouth. “Did you not like that?” she asked.
“I liked that way, way too much. The problem is I don’t want to finish before we even get started. Now, lie back and let me return the favor.” Adam crawled up between her legs and nipped at her thigh.
Joy giggled and propped herself up on her elbows, wanting to watch what was about to happen. She nearly jumped out of her skin when he flattened his tongue and slid it over her folds before meeting her gaze.
Grabbing onto her hips, he pulled her closer, positioning her right where he wanted her. The next swipe of his tongue had her ready to burst at the seams ... especially when it landed just below her clit. She rocked her hips against his face, trying to direct those lovely swipes of his tongue.
Thankfully, he took her not-so-subtle hint quickly as his lips closed over her clit, and he sucked the small bundle of nerves until he had her panting for air.
“Oh, God! Adam!” Joy gasped as she inched closer to her release.
“Mmm. I love the way you taste ... like pure sugar on my fucking tongue,” he said, sliding two fingers into her heat and pumping them in and out.
“Adam!” she shouted as she fell backward onto the couch, her head thrashing from side to side as her climax tugged her under and into what felt like the deepest part of the ocean, where she floated in a vast sea of pleasure. Her fingers grasped patches of his thick hair as his punishing grip on her hips tightened even further. He was holding her in place to keep her from squirming away from him as he sucked her clit a little harder, creating more pressure than she could bear.