CHAPTEREIGHTEEN
Adam’s mouth crashed over hers. Part of her wanted to push him away while the other part of her melted into him. His heat enveloped her, caressing every inch of her body as he pulled her flush against him. His hands seemed to be everywhere at once, under her robe, roaming every square inch of her skin.
Joy broke away from the kiss and tossed her head back when he traced a path between her breasts, down her stomach, and landed at the juncture between her thighs. He parted her folds with his middle finger, sliding it up and down, covering it in her honey.
“Mmm. You are already so damn wet for me, doll. I think it’s dessert time,” he said, scooping her up off the couch and carrying her back to bed.
“I could use some dessert.” She nipped at his lips.
He laid her gently on the mattress before climbing up and nudging her legs apart. He kissed a slow path up her calf to her inner thighs, where he stopped to nibble here and there, making her giggle with each light brush of his teeth over her skin.
Pushing her legs further apart to accommodate his size, the second her core was in his sights, he swiped his tongue over her sensitive flesh, driving her out of her mind.
“I’ve missed this,” he growled, flicking her clit with his tongue.
“My pussy?” she giggled.
“Mm-hmm, and the sweet, sweet honey taste of it.” He flattened his tongue and ran it from her clit to her ass and back up.
“Mmm, Adam! I’ve missed you doing exactly that and more!” she moaned, loving how it felt to have him going down on her again.
“Good. Because I want you to know I’m the only one who can make you feel this way. You know that? Don’t you, doll?” he asked, sliding two fingers into her and pumping them in and out.
“Yes!” she moaned, tossing her head back and forth as her first climax crashed over her. She bucked her hips against his face, her fingers tunneling through his hair, holding him right where she wanted him to maximize her pleasure.
Adam didn’t disappoint. Not in the slightest. He licked and fingered her with abandon, working her body into a frenzy of lust and need. Each lick and each stroke sent her flying higher than the previous, and though she’d had multiple climaxes, she wanted ... needed ... more. Her body demanded it. She craved it. Craved him.
“Adam! Please! I need to feel you inside of me! Now!” she insisted.
“But you taste so damn good, doll. I could do this all-fucking day. Besides, I love watching you lose it completely. There is nothing hotter. Nothing more beautiful than watching you come like this,” he said, sucking her clit back into his mouth to emphasize his point.
“Oh!” she cried out, her nails scoring his shoulders and back. “Please! Adam! I need more!” She pushed at his shoulders with her feet.
He sighed and pulled back, acting like it was going to be a hardship for him to stick his dick in her. “Fine. I suppose I can fuck you now. If that’s what you really want.”
Joy had no idea what the hell had come over her. One second, she was on her back on her bed, begging for Adam to slam deep inside of her. The next second, her arms had snaked out and grabbed hold of him, pulling him onto the bed. Somehow, she had managed to get him on his back, and she was straddling him. She had no idea how she’d pulled off that little magic trick, but she planned on taking full advantage of a seriously stunned Adam.
“I wouldn’t want you to go out of your way to fuck me or anything like that. So, how about I drive for a bit now?” she asked, leaning down to nip his lips.
“I have no idea how you just did that, doll, but I am absolutely loving the view from where I’m at.” He bounced her up on his hips.
“Mmm. Maybe I should tease you like you did to me? Make you beg to be inside of me?” Though she was hornier than hell, she wanted to make him know how it felt to be teased to the point of losing his damn mind.
She rocked her hips against his length, sliding back and forth, teasing him before lowering herself even farther. Joy ran her tongue down his chest, past his navel, kissing a path to his cock. Inching farther south, she ran over tongue over the head of his cock and down his shaft before teasing his balls with her tongue.
She glanced up at the look on his face and was rewarded with the sexiest, neediest look from him she had ever seen. It was a thrill knowing she was the one who put that look on his face and made him feel like she had. It rallied her for what she did next.
Taking one from his playbook, she nipped his thigh before palming his cock and squeezing the shaft.
“Mmm, doll. I feel like I’m going to explode if I don’t get inside of you soon,” he groaned.
“Good. That’s exactly how I want you to feel. I want your entire body on edge, anticipating my next move.” She closed her mouth over the head of his cock and sucked him deep, letting his shaft slide down her throat, swallowing as much of him as she could without gagging.
“Fuck!” he pumped his hips up, sending his cock deeper into her mouth. His fingers tunneled through her hair. His other hand wrapped around her throat. “You look so fucking hot with my cock buried in your mouth. If I died right now, I would die the happiest fucking man to have ever lived.”
She bobbed her head up and down. She felt his body twitching under her, knowing his seed was climbing up his shaft, searching for a release. She squeezed him harder and, much to his disappointment, pulled her head back.
“Oh no, you don’t. You don’t get to come until I tell you that you can,” she said with a sultry voice she hadn’t even known she possessed.