CHAPTER SIXTEEN #2
He groaned into the kiss, his teeth grazing my lower lip before biting down. It stung, but he started to lick and suck on my lips, as if to keep the pain at bay.
This is wrong…
Adrian tore his mouth from the kiss with an aggressive growl and he lowered his body over mine. He roughly pushed my legs apart and settled between my spread thighs, his shoulders forcing them even wider apart.
We should stop…
He tugged on my panties, hard, and I felt them snap off my hips. He carelessly threw the destroyed material over his shoulder not caring where it landed.
But I can’t stop. I don’t want to stop.
The desire carving itself inside my body, the lust burning through my veins wouldn’t let me stop.
His head hovered over my mound, his gaze burning into my bare skin. Adrian took a long, deep inhale and his chest vibrated with a growl. “You smell decadent.”
Adrian looked up from between my thighs and he sent me a wicked grin that had my legs quivering and my stomach clenching. Every cell in my body sizzled, begging for his touch.
His blue eyes were dark with something primitive—raw, unrestrained lust for me.
He wanted me.
I needed him.
His lips brushed against my inner thigh and his teeth grazed the skin there, nipping at me teasingly. I let out a soft whimper and Adrian chuckled at my response. The sound of his laughter traveled all the way to my core, vibrating through my body.
Adrian slowly kissed up my inner thigh, drawing closer to where I was hot and dripping.
God, I ached.
My fingers gripped his hair and I tugged helplessly.
He was so close to where I wanted him, yet he didn’t give it to me.
I was going to die if he didn’t—
The first touch of his lips against my pussy had me gasping.
Yes. God, yes.
My hips bucked upward, chasing his touch as he started to lick me slowly, teasing me. He kissed me there as if he was in no hurry and he had all the time in the world.
His tongue languidly traced me, parting my folds, licking my entrance before he sucked on the hardened nub. A soft whimper left me and I bit my lip, holding back the moan that threatened to escape my throat.
If there was shame before, it was gone.
Everything shattered and every thought in my mind turned blank.
There was nothing but him.
Every part of me, every cell, every breath, every heartbeat craved him. All of him. Only him.
His teeth grazed the tiny bud and my thighs clenched around his head, my hips leaving the bed as I started to pant, my chest heaving with each breath. My body flushed, feeling overheated and hypersensitive and I grew wetter.
“Goddamn it,” he grunted into my sex. “You’re so fucking soaked.”
He didn’t pull away.
He devoured me.
Adrian licked, sucked, tasted, ate me like I was his favourite dessert.
I let out a gasp, then a whimper and lastly a scream when he drove his tongue deep inside me. His fingers dug into the flesh of my thighs as he kept me in place. My hips moved in sync with his tongue as he thrust inside me in repeated motion.
My eyes fluttered closed.
And I allowed the feeling, whatever was building inside, to consume me.
Adrian pulled back and I moaned in protest before realizing that he was pushing a finger inside me.
Thrusting slowly and then deeper, testing my walls and forcing me to spread around him.
The intensity of his touch and my pleasure was so profound, I thought I was going to combust and break into tiny little pieces.
I never knew it was possible to feel this way.
I didn’t know…
He curled his arm across my stomach, keeping me pinned down, forcing me to just feel.
A desperate mewl escaped me and at the same time, he pushed a second finger inside me. My toes curled and I moaned out his name, “Adrian.”
It hurt.
But… Oh God.
It hurt so good.
The pain was mixed with forbidden pleasure.
He didn’t let go. He didn’t stop.
I could hear just how wet I was with my arousal. The sound of his fingers working my sex, and his tongue lapping at my flesh was utterly filthy in my ears.
Adrian was relentless in his pursuit. My moans ricochetted off the walls of his bedroom and his groans rumbled through his chest, vibrating against my pussy and making me dizzy.
My hips bucked into his mouth as a wave rolled through my body, intense and acute. Powerful and all-consuming.
Pleasure bubbled in my blood, before crashing through me like a hurricane.
Something rippled through me, a feeling I had never felt before.
Thud.
I shattered in his arms.
Thud.
I wept, quivering with the aftershock of my climax.
Thud.
My nails dug into his shoulders, clinging to him as I rode the wave of pleasure as he pulled it from my body.
He drank me, lapping at my juices, licking every drop he had wrung out of my body, groaning at my taste.
But Adrian wouldn’t stop there.
His tongue ravaged me.
I didn’t know how he knew… but he did.
He knew I needed more.
He knew I wasn’t done.
He knew my body better than me.
I didn’t know how it was possible, I didn’t understand where all that pleasure was coming from, or how I couldn’t have enough… but it was there.
A violent, savage need gnawing at the pit of my stomach.
I was throbbing for more.
It was intoxicating. Maddening. All-consuming.
My hips jerked and his fingers bit into my thigh, leaving their marks there. His bruising grip was almost painful, but my muddled brain didn’t seem to care one bit.
I heard him groan my name against my tender sex as pleasure spiked through me again and my back bowed.
Mindless euphoria crashed through me, over and over and over again. Until I was drunk on pleasure, until it was too much and not nearly enough.
Until my eyes rolled back and I completely lost myself, disappearing into a space I didn’t know existed.
My heart slowed. My brain grew fuzzier until I couldn’t make sense of anything.
I surrendered myself to boundless bliss.
And the world went… quiet.