please.”
Fuck she was amazing. A natural fit for him.
“Open your mouth,” he said roughly. “Use your tongue.”
She lifted her head a bit more, straining forward until the head of his dick passed her lips at the top of each thrust. “Fuck, yes!”
Blood rushed from his head, and everything tightened inside him as he thrust harder and faster. She looked like a dream as she held herself for him, her fingers tweaking and playing with her own nipples and her mouth sucking on him with every thrust. Pressure built at the base of his spine, and he leaned forward, bracing his hands over her head, pressing down and sandwiching his balls between their bodies. Sweat dripped down his forehead, and his breath came in pants as he fucked fasted and faster until her head was bouncing against the pillow, her mouth open and her cries matching his grunts.
“Yes, yes. Take me, Beauty. Take all I am.” He thrust forward, past her tits and buried his cock deep in her throat as pleasure ripped down his spine and out his cock into her.
She grunted, gagging and moaning, her body going rigid beneath his. He started to pull back only to have her nails dig into his ass and pull him deeper while his cock twitched and emptied itself. When she finished licking his wilting dick, her claws loosened their grip, and he fell to the bed beside her.
“Holy fuck,” he muttered.
She giggled and curled into him. “I’m taking that as a compliment”
“As you should,” he said. “A well-deserved one.”
She lay there, pride and pleasure swimming through her veins because Adam was a panting, sweating pile of spent male next to her. She’d wanted his cock inside her, by God, and she’d gotten it. Not the way she’d thought, and not in any way she’d ever had one before, but that only made it better.
Sure, she’d given a blow job before. But she’d never had one sit on her, thrust his cock between her breasts, and then slam it down her throat so hard she cried out and came at the same time. It had been so lewd and raw and overwhelmingly carnal that she felt stripped down. She’d become a wanton woman to his caveman, and she’d loved every second of it.
Being with Adam tore her inhibitions away, turning her into a shameless animal with his satisfaction and pleasure the only goal.
CHAPTER FIVE
At Adam’s urging, she took a shower in his washroom early the next morning and redressed in her suit, minus her lingerie. While he was in the shower, she used the tools she had in her handbag to make herself as presentable as she could.
One thing Mother was right about was that if you took care of your skin, you didn’t need makeup. That was not to say Olivia didn’t desperately want some eye shadow and mascara, but at least she knew she didn’t look too bad au naturel . Besides, it wasn’t like she wasn’t going home before she went in to the office. She’d have gone home in the middle of the night, but when she’d tried to leave Adam had pinned her down and fucked her again.
There was no other way to say it. They weren’t having sex. They weren’t making love. He stuck his cock in her and fucked her, and she loved every moment of it. All he had to do was look at her a certain way, and her juices started to flow south in preparation for him.
It was both exhilarating and scary how much she already felt for this man.
She’d taken the three days before coming to him because he’d been right to not move things forward between them on Sunday. People reacted differently to trauma, and she’d been a victim that night. Wanting to have sex was a common reaction to a life-threatening situation, the need to connect with another human in a positive life-affirming way.
Not only had someone pointed a gun at her, but a second man had physically tackled her to the ground, pulled and punched, and tried to hurt her badly. She knew better than to confuse rape with sex, in any way or form, but Adam had been
Fuck she was amazing. A natural fit for him.
“Open your mouth,” he said roughly. “Use your tongue.”
She lifted her head a bit more, straining forward until the head of his dick passed her lips at the top of each thrust. “Fuck, yes!”
Blood rushed from his head, and everything tightened inside him as he thrust harder and faster. She looked like a dream as she held herself for him, her fingers tweaking and playing with her own nipples and her mouth sucking on him with every thrust. Pressure built at the base of his spine, and he leaned forward, bracing his hands over her head, pressing down and sandwiching his balls between their bodies. Sweat dripped down his forehead, and his breath came in pants as he fucked fasted and faster until her head was bouncing against the pillow, her mouth open and her cries matching his grunts.
“Yes, yes. Take me, Beauty. Take all I am.” He thrust forward, past her tits and buried his cock deep in her throat as pleasure ripped down his spine and out his cock into her.
She grunted, gagging and moaning, her body going rigid beneath his. He started to pull back only to have her nails dig into his ass and pull him deeper while his cock twitched and emptied itself. When she finished licking his wilting dick, her claws loosened their grip, and he fell to the bed beside her.
“Holy fuck,” he muttered.
She giggled and curled into him. “I’m taking that as a compliment”
“As you should,” he said. “A well-deserved one.”
She lay there, pride and pleasure swimming through her veins because Adam was a panting, sweating pile of spent male next to her. She’d wanted his cock inside her, by God, and she’d gotten it. Not the way she’d thought, and not in any way she’d ever had one before, but that only made it better.
Sure, she’d given a blow job before. But she’d never had one sit on her, thrust his cock between her breasts, and then slam it down her throat so hard she cried out and came at the same time. It had been so lewd and raw and overwhelmingly carnal that she felt stripped down. She’d become a wanton woman to his caveman, and she’d loved every second of it.
Being with Adam tore her inhibitions away, turning her into a shameless animal with his satisfaction and pleasure the only goal.
CHAPTER FIVE
At Adam’s urging, she took a shower in his washroom early the next morning and redressed in her suit, minus her lingerie. While he was in the shower, she used the tools she had in her handbag to make herself as presentable as she could.
One thing Mother was right about was that if you took care of your skin, you didn’t need makeup. That was not to say Olivia didn’t desperately want some eye shadow and mascara, but at least she knew she didn’t look too bad au naturel . Besides, it wasn’t like she wasn’t going home before she went in to the office. She’d have gone home in the middle of the night, but when she’d tried to leave Adam had pinned her down and fucked her again.
There was no other way to say it. They weren’t having sex. They weren’t making love. He stuck his cock in her and fucked her, and she loved every moment of it. All he had to do was look at her a certain way, and her juices started to flow south in preparation for him.
It was both exhilarating and scary how much she already felt for this man.
She’d taken the three days before coming to him because he’d been right to not move things forward between them on Sunday. People reacted differently to trauma, and she’d been a victim that night. Wanting to have sex was a common reaction to a life-threatening situation, the need to connect with another human in a positive life-affirming way.
Not only had someone pointed a gun at her, but a second man had physically tackled her to the ground, pulled and punched, and tried to hurt her badly. She knew better than to confuse rape with sex, in any way or form, but Adam had been
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