Adrian did the same on the other side.
Eliza’s knees weakened as the desire inside her reached its zenith. Still she stroked John, wanting to satisfy him as he was her. Moved her hips against Adrian’s cock, writhing to bring him to release as well.
Dark circles danced before her eyes as the passion consumed her, and then John jerked against her and moaned. The heat of his release spilled across her belly and John pulled her tight, pumped his dick all along that wetness to savor the last bits of his release.
From behind her, Adrian stilled for a moment, sensing that they would soon be joining John in ecstasy. In that moment of peace, Adrian grazed a line from the edge of her shoulder to her neck with his fangs. Heat arced along the path of the scratch, but as she braced for his bite and the completion that she knew would follow, he surprised her with the very human kiss of his mouth along the side of her neck.
“Adrian?” She reached up and held his head to her, offering herself up to him, but he shook his head.
“You’re free now, but tell me you’ll stay. Tell me you’re mine,” he almost pleaded.
But Eliza couldn’t with John standing in front of her, until her ex said, “I think I knew your heart even before you did.”
Tears came at the care shining in John’s eyes and the gentle way he ran the pads of his fingers along her cheek in a gesture of goodbye.
“I never meant to hurt you, John.” She smoothed her hand along the center of his chest, but he stepped away and nodded.
“I know,” he said without recrimination.
John’s gaze skipped over her head to Adrian. “Thank you for arranging this last time, my friend.” Then he shot her one last look and said, “Be happy, Eliza.”
He rushed from the room, leaving just her and Adrian, still joined together. His cock slowly softening within her. His arms wrapped around her waist, holding her close.
“I think I like him,” Adrian said, dropping another kiss against the sensitive skin at the side of her neck. Emotion made her throat thick and her words came out harsh with tears. “He’s one of the good guys.” Adrian pulled out of her and gently urged her to face him. He tipped her head up with gentle pressure on her chin and his gut tightened at the tears washing down her cheeks. He cradled her face in his hands and swiped at them, hating to see her cry.
“Tell me those are tears of joy, a chuisle .”
“Am I your love, Adrian?” she pressed, her emotions clearly in a jangle.
“I think I’ve loved you from the first moment I set eyes on you, Eliza,” he confessed, tired of hiding what had been in his heart for so long.
The hint of a smile blossomed at one side of her mouth and then grew until it reached up into her rich emerald eyes. “And I, you, although it took me a long time to realize it.”
Relief filled him and he eased his hands to her shoulders, drew her close again, the embrace one of comfort this time. “Will you stay, Eliza? Will you be mine?”
“Always,” she replied, inched up on tiptoe and kissed him, repeating the word after each kiss.
He laughed and swept her up into his arms, walked with her to the bathroom. “I’ve had this fantasy, a chuisle ,” he began as he let her slide down his body until she was standing before him.
He left her side only long enough to start filling the tub, determined not to waste another moment with her. Laying his hands at her waist, he inched them upward until he was cradling her breasts. Tenderly he stroked his thumbs across her berry-ripe nipples, smiling as they puckered. He bent, kissed each tip before suckling one while caressing the other.
“Is that part of your fantasy?” Eliza said with a satisfied sigh and tangled her fingers in his hair to hold him close.
“Mmm,” he replied, before gently nibbling one tip and feeling her shudder and laugh sexily.
“Well this is part of mine.” With a tender push against his shoulder, she urged him onto the edge of the
Eliza’s knees weakened as the desire inside her reached its zenith. Still she stroked John, wanting to satisfy him as he was her. Moved her hips against Adrian’s cock, writhing to bring him to release as well.
Dark circles danced before her eyes as the passion consumed her, and then John jerked against her and moaned. The heat of his release spilled across her belly and John pulled her tight, pumped his dick all along that wetness to savor the last bits of his release.
From behind her, Adrian stilled for a moment, sensing that they would soon be joining John in ecstasy. In that moment of peace, Adrian grazed a line from the edge of her shoulder to her neck with his fangs. Heat arced along the path of the scratch, but as she braced for his bite and the completion that she knew would follow, he surprised her with the very human kiss of his mouth along the side of her neck.
“Adrian?” She reached up and held his head to her, offering herself up to him, but he shook his head.
“You’re free now, but tell me you’ll stay. Tell me you’re mine,” he almost pleaded.
But Eliza couldn’t with John standing in front of her, until her ex said, “I think I knew your heart even before you did.”
Tears came at the care shining in John’s eyes and the gentle way he ran the pads of his fingers along her cheek in a gesture of goodbye.
“I never meant to hurt you, John.” She smoothed her hand along the center of his chest, but he stepped away and nodded.
“I know,” he said without recrimination.
John’s gaze skipped over her head to Adrian. “Thank you for arranging this last time, my friend.” Then he shot her one last look and said, “Be happy, Eliza.”
He rushed from the room, leaving just her and Adrian, still joined together. His cock slowly softening within her. His arms wrapped around her waist, holding her close.
“I think I like him,” Adrian said, dropping another kiss against the sensitive skin at the side of her neck. Emotion made her throat thick and her words came out harsh with tears. “He’s one of the good guys.” Adrian pulled out of her and gently urged her to face him. He tipped her head up with gentle pressure on her chin and his gut tightened at the tears washing down her cheeks. He cradled her face in his hands and swiped at them, hating to see her cry.
“Tell me those are tears of joy, a chuisle .”
“Am I your love, Adrian?” she pressed, her emotions clearly in a jangle.
“I think I’ve loved you from the first moment I set eyes on you, Eliza,” he confessed, tired of hiding what had been in his heart for so long.
The hint of a smile blossomed at one side of her mouth and then grew until it reached up into her rich emerald eyes. “And I, you, although it took me a long time to realize it.”
Relief filled him and he eased his hands to her shoulders, drew her close again, the embrace one of comfort this time. “Will you stay, Eliza? Will you be mine?”
“Always,” she replied, inched up on tiptoe and kissed him, repeating the word after each kiss.
He laughed and swept her up into his arms, walked with her to the bathroom. “I’ve had this fantasy, a chuisle ,” he began as he let her slide down his body until she was standing before him.
He left her side only long enough to start filling the tub, determined not to waste another moment with her. Laying his hands at her waist, he inched them upward until he was cradling her breasts. Tenderly he stroked his thumbs across her berry-ripe nipples, smiling as they puckered. He bent, kissed each tip before suckling one while caressing the other.
“Is that part of your fantasy?” Eliza said with a satisfied sigh and tangled her fingers in his hair to hold him close.
“Mmm,” he replied, before gently nibbling one tip and feeling her shudder and laugh sexily.
“Well this is part of mine.” With a tender push against his shoulder, she urged him onto the edge of the
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