Page 110 of To Hate Adam Connor
I pulled out and pushed in again, making sure I was moving my cock in and out of her slick heat too. Her head lolled down again, and she released another groan.
“Maybe not today,” I relented. I grabbed her hips and let her have it for a full minute. Shallow thrusts mixed in with deep, hard ones.
“Yes, yes, Adam, fuck, right there, right there.”
Her cries of pleasure fueled me to give her more as my hands tightened on her hips. Pulling her, pushing her…pounding her with everything in me.
I let one of my hands slide up her back, caressing the hot skin between her shoulder blades. She looked so beautiful, so open at that moment. To my cock. To me. But she was too far away, her lips, her skin…I wanted her eyes holding mine.
I rounded my hand on her throat and pulled her back up against my chest again. I saw goose bumps on her arms, the pulse on her neck erratic, her breathing shaky.
I could have her like this every day, I thought to myself. I could have her like this every day and it still wouldn’t be enough.
“Look at you,” I whispered next to her ear, my hand still around her throat, my cock still moving in and out of her.
She pushed her ass back, and I closed my eyes.
“So beautiful,” I said reverently. “So fucking beautiful. Does my cock feel good, Lucy?” I asked and felt her body tremble.
I pulled back and drove into her. Hard.
She gasped, her hand coming up to rest on my hand that was on her throat, fingers curling around my wrist.
“So fucking good,” she whispered huskily. “Will you pound into me? Make it hurt?”
I let my other hand move up from her hips and palmed her breast. “You want me to hurt you?”
“It hurts so good when you’re—”
Opening my legs wider behind her, I thrust up and groaned when her muscles clenched around me. Her breath hitched, her lips lazily stretching into a smile.
I could see my sweat dripping onto her skin as she creamed around my cock.
Roughly gripping her chin, I turned her head so she could meet my eyes, nothing but raw pleasure and deep hunger in those stormy eyes.
“You want me to go deep on you.” It wasn’t a question. “Did it feel good when you came all over my cock, Lucy? You liked how that felt, huh?”
Biting her lip, she nodded.
Holding her body flush against mine, I started pumping into her, our skin slapping.
She closed her eyes and that little frown appeared again.
“Kiss me,” I ordered. “Kiss me and I’ll give it to you again.”
To my surprise her eyes looked bewildered when she opened them. Didn’t she see what was going on with me?
“Kiss me, Lucy,” I said, gentler this time. I grabbed her arms and placed them around my neck. I nibbled on her chin, my hips moving too slow for either one of us to lose it and come. “Kiss me, baby, so I can make you come all over my cock again. Don’t you want that, Lucy? I really need to feel this sweet pussy tighten around me. Will you give that to me? Will you let me come inside you?” I found her clit with my fingertips and tenderly stroked her, causing her muscles to ripple around me.
She moaned and let me have her lips. Holding her chin in one hand and her hips in the other, I worked my cock into her with steady, fast thrusts. For a second her mouth parted from mine, and she moaned deep from her throat as her head dropped back against my chest.
I kissed her and swallowed every sound she made as I picked up my pace. Her hands tightened around my neck, her fingers grabbing my hair, pulling and pulling and pulling until I had to close my eyes and focus on anything other than how she was pushing me into complete madness. I groaned into her mouth, sucking her sweet tongue.
She broke apart from my lips and bent over the couch, letting me watch her ass pushing back to take more of me inside her.
“Oh, God, Adam. Oh, God.”
I wiped away the sweat from my forehead and grabbed her hips so I could pound harder into her.
