It was only teasing, though. They finished eating and washed the dishes they ended up using.
“Why don’t we walk around the deck?” Adrien suggested next. “The view outside should be spectacular.”
Now that he’d reminded her, she realized she’d forgotten one of the reasons she was excited for this little trip. If only she could have brought her camera, but she didn’t feel it was right to without asking permission, and doing that felt too weird, so in the end, she didn’t bring it.
“Let’s go,” she said with an eagerness that made Adrien chuckle.
Once more, he took her hand and led the way. She’d been on the deck not too long ago, but she hadn't paid much attention to the view, still feeling exhilarated from the ride. Being on a yacht was pleasant, but the view made it so much better. Well, that and the company. This thought swirled in her mind when she felt Adrien move close behind her back and circle an arm around her waist. They’d touched plenty when they went to dance in clubs, so she leaned back against him, placing an arm over his around her midsection, sighing as she enjoyed the moment.
It couldn’t be more perfect.
A few seconds later, though, she was proven wrong. Adrien nudged her body, and she moved the way he wanted her to. He spun her, then circled both arms around her, their eyes meeting as her head tilted up. At the intensity of his eyes, Camila gasped, feeling her breath hitch in her throat as her breathing spiked.
This.This was another of the reasons she was excited for this trip. Aside from that first erotic dream, Camila had of course had more of them. Only in the subsequent dreams, she couldn’t see the face of the man. To say she was pent up was putting it lightly. It was soon, but she was attracted to Adrien and he seemed to like her, too, so why should she hold back?
Adrien leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. This wasn’t the first time they’d kissed. Sometimes, when they were on the dance floor and things got heated, surrounded by bodies grinding against each other that they ended up doing the same themselves, they’d done some groping over clothes here and there. Camila had wanted more a while ago, but before, Adrien had been the one holding back. Now, he seemed like he was ready to take the initiative.
And take it he did, licking her lips almost immediately, and deepening the kiss when she opened her mouth for him. She could only moan and grab onto his arms as his arms around her tightened, pulling them so close she didn’t think there was air left between them.
She did jump a little in surprise when a hand landed on her ass cheek, squeezing. He’d touched her thighs before, but he’d never been this bold, and she could feel the growing heat in her body instantly double as she returned his kiss with equal fervor. His other hand snuck around her waist, up over her ribs. She was prepared for it so there was no surprise, she even arched her back so her breast would land in his palm.
“Let’s go to the bedroom,” Adrien murmured against her lips, groping her ass and her breast.
Camila whined a little in her throat as she nodded in agreement, then added in a murmur, “Please.”
He didn’t make her wait, releasing her and taking her hand as he led her to the bedroom door lower on the deck. He pushed it open, tugging her inside after him. He didn’t give her the time to look at the room, whirling around, wrapping his arms around her waist and lifting her up. Camila yelped in surprise, as she was carried, arms automatically circling Adrien’s neck, then she let out a giggle as he laid her on the bed, following her down as he pressed his body above hers.
Adrien kissed her again, with even more ferocity this time, and she moaned as she returned the kiss, tugging at his clothes. He seemed to get the idea, and they tore their clothes off each other piece by piece, moving up on the bed as they did so, so they were both comfortable.
Once he’d tossed his pants and briefs aside, Adrien crawled back over the bed and on top of Camila, looking down at her hungrily.
“Spread your legs for me,” he said roughly.
Camila did so, her legs parting naturally, and she bit down on her lip in anticipation as he moved in between them. This was her first time seeing him naked, and he was absolutely stunning. His erection was…he wasn’t small at all, she would go so far as to say he was well beyond average, and she was both apprehensive and excited to have him inside her body.
He had his upper body raised above her on the bed, and she reached her arms to surround his neck and pull him down for a kiss. Camila liked intimacy with her sex. Her hands landed on his shoulders, and she felt the tremble that went through his body, at the same time as one went through her own. The head of his cock had touched her sex, nudging her clit, and she gasped as she tightened her walls, even though there wasn’t anything inside yet.
Adrien shifted his hips, and with a roll of her own, she felt the tip of him press at her entrance. She clenched again, the excitement getting the better of her.
She didn’t know whose fault it was, her for clenching or him for not waiting for her to adjust. With his head poised at her entrance, Adrien unexpectedly pushed forward. With her clenching her walls, and him practically slamming his hips against hers, it wasn’t smooth. He went in, but he’d surprised her, in a bad way, and she cried out as pain flared out between her thighs.
“H-hold on,” she said, her expression twisting.
Adrien wasn’t even looking at her face, though, his eyes closed as his head tilted back, a rough growl rumbling through his wide chest.
“Adrien,” she tried again, pressing her hands to his chest, hoping he would move. “Wait a bit…”
He was being too hasty. They hadn't done nearly enough foreplay, especially since it had been such a long time for her, and she rarely ever touched herself that way, and she’d expected him to be more careful. Everything had been going just fine, so how could it change so quickly?
Even worse, Adrien just dropped his body on top of hers, pressing his lips onto hers, his tongue sliding into her mouth, as he started thrusting into her at a hard and fast pace.
Camila could only keep holding on, crying out with every slide of his cock in and out of her. Her hands still pushed against his chest, her breathing coming out in gasps so she didn’t think she could manage more words. Adrien made a rough, almost annoyed sound. He slowed down, but only long enough to catch her hands and press them down to the mattress on either side of the bed, then he picked up his furious pace again.
At first, Camila couldn’t even say it felt good. But slowly, the pain was fading, and she was starting to feel some of the pleasure. Her breath hitched as she squirmed and writhed underneath him, rocking her hips against his. Her movements only seemed to annoy him more, because he pressed her down with more of his weight, to the point that she couldn’t even move other than a bit of squirming. His hips pounded even faster and harder against hers.
Her cries had been muffled by his kiss, but he suddenly stopped kissing her and pressed his face to her shoulder. His hips jerked erratically against hers as she felt his body grow taut, then he groaned, shuddered, and came in her, his come coating her insides. As his body shuddered through the last wave of his orgasm, he rolled off her and onto his back beside her.
Camila was left stunned, for a minute, she could only stare up at the ceiling. That was it? Seriously? She got hurt…and she didn’t even get to come?