“More,” she says, so I slide in another few centimeters. Nevaeh moans, reaching for my neck to pull my mouth to hers.
“You’re such a good girl, stretching to fit my cock deep inside of you,” I praise. My angel moans as I thrust all the way in, her thighs squeezing me. “You feel so good, squeezing my cock,” I say and kiss her, giving us both a moment to adjust to this new sensation before I slip out of her and thrust back inside. “Shit, shit, shit,” I breathe, my mouth dropping to her nipple again. “You’re doing so well for me.”
The way she melts into me every single time I praise her has me on the verge of coming so quickly, I slow my thrusts to prolong this moment.
Nevaeh whimpers in complaint, but I angle her hips up and fuck her in shallow thrusts right against the spot that makes her cry my name over and over.
“Just like that, Adrian,” she begs as I press down on her lower abdomen, moaning so loudly, all of my neighbors are going to know how well I fuck my girl. I lower her hips again to lean down, sucking her nipple back into my mouth to play with it.
Hearing my pleasure makes her clench around me again, so firmly that my arms and legs shake while I fight off my orgasm. My balls tighten and my cock aches with the need to release, so I fuck her harder and faster, slowly increasing my speed to see her reaction.
“God, yes!” she screams, so I go deeper, harder, faster. Then shallower, softer, slower.
My groans escape without my permission, but I don’t try to hold them back either. Instead, I kiss her, my hand moving between our bodies to stroke her clit and drive her straight over the edge with me.
One more thrust and I’m coming so hard, I’m seeing stars. Nevaeh trembles beneath me, moaning through her orgasm as I spill into the condom, still pumping in and out to let us ride out our pleasure for as long as possible.
Pressing a kiss to each of her breasts, I take my time catching my breath. I lower myself on top of her, not ready to slide out of her and break our connection just yet.
“That was so fast,” she says, placing her hands in my hair. She’s smiling, her lips perfectly swollen from our kissing.
“It has been long overdue. All those months were like the longest foreplay in history. After all that build-up, the release comes quick,” I say, moving up her body and pressing my lips to hers. “But don’t worry. We have the whole night to go again.” Kiss. “Again.” Nibble on her bottom lip. “And again.”
My tongue briefly slips into her mouth before my lips move to her jaw, kissing her until my cock hardens again.
“I want you to ride me, Nevaeh, let me see those breasts bounce.”
And fuck, they do as she rides me like I’ve never been before.
Chapter 44
Adrian
Ialwaysfeellikea fucking creep, staring at Nevaeh while she’s fast asleep in my arms, but I also can’t bring myself to stop.
A satisfied little smile lingers on her full lips, making one slip onto mine. I put it there. Her happy, “I just got fucked until I passed out” expression is there because of me, and my heart is racing at the thought.
Sex has always been about pleasure for me. Feelings were never present, and I had no clue how differently it would feel with someone I feel this way about. I had no idea that the connection I share with Nevaeh would end in the best orgasms I’ve ever had.
Her tight walls wrapped around me while she repeated my name over and over gave me something I’ve never experienced, never thought I would in a billion years either.
It gave me a safe space.
Nevaeh is my safe space.
My fingertips run over her soft cheek, memorizing every single birthmark, freckle, mole, little vein, anything I can see in my dark bedroom. I try to make sense of my feelings, but I’m so lost, so new to all of this, I have no idea what any of them mean.
Nevaeh giggles when I kiss her? My knees go weak.
She leans into me and inhales my scent like her life depends on it? My heart explodes into a million colors of joy.
She sighs out of happiness? I’m a goner.
I’m so desperately wrapped around her finger, my chest hurts when I’m not near her.
What does that mean?
And more importantly, what the hell happened to me?
