15. Adam #3
Passing up an easy lay was out of character for me, but I had really contemplated axing sex with Eliza, because it didn't feel like she was in it wholeheartedly.
The last thing I wanted was for either of us to have regrets the day after, and I didn't want to risk damaging Eliza more than she already was.
Damning our relationship before it even started was not in my plans.
Sighing, I ran a hand down my face as I got off the floor and sat at the end of our bed. Well, I guessed I'd let her know after she came out of the bathroom. Oh, and I guessed I should probably take the toy off since it was pointless… Or maybe I should just put a stop to her before she finished—
" Porca puttana ."
My mouth refused to pick itself off the damn floor as I stared at my lovely Eliza in a complete stupor.
Her creamy legs were on full display from the lacy black body suit she wore, and if I was being honest, they looked so much better in contrast to the dark fabric.
Also, I think the black heels she had on helped in the sexual appeal department, too.
" Oh, cazzo. Sarai la mia morte, piccola rosa ," I whispered in a daze, watching her hips sway as she strutted over to me seductively.
Stopping between my open legs, she leaned down and set the toy down next to me, before settling her hands on my knees.
Slowly, she ran them up my thighs to my chest. Her coquettish smile slithered up my body to my lips, where she dangled it like a carrot on a stick in front of me.
"Like what you see, sir?" It should be illegal for her to sound so sexy and innocent.
Looking over her shoulder at the dresser mirror behind her, I sucked in a sharp breath when I saw her bare pussy proudly framed and on display with her supple ass.
She fucking wore a crotchless piece! God, I couldn't stop staring at her tantalizing body.
Even though her whole upper half was covered in a dense lace, her lower half was more than open enough for me to ogle.
The lace also thinned out enough on her torso that I could see her dark nipples clearly through the fabric.
Straining out a growl, I reached back and grabbed two handfuls of her ass, squeezing roughly to make her squeal and squirm.
Freeing one hand, I snaked it around her body and grabbed her face, training her aroused gaze on me.
"All of this for me? How sweet of my little slut.
" I chuckled against her lips before kissing her with a deep groan.
"I'm not your slut yet, not until you make me so," she remarked with a cheeky smile.
Then, her hands cupped my face sweetly, and her smile softened with tenderness and adoration. "Make me yours, Adam. Make me your woman." Her warm smile grew sharp with lust as she leaned into my ear to whisper, "Then make me your fucking slut."
Fuck regrets.
Grabbing her roughly by her neck, I pulled her onto the bed and threw her down.
If we had any issues afterwards, then we’d fucking talk them out like a normal couple.
Pushing my need to be rough with her back, I closed my eyes to take a few controlled breaths to recenter myself. She needed to be adored and loved right now, not fucked. I had to remind myself of that a few times to fully simmer into a sweet mood before I could continue.
Sitting back on my knees, I looked down at my sweet rose with wonder.
Taking my sweet time, I let my eyes sketch every inch of her body into my mind.
God, I couldn't wait to see her fully naked to have that image for my fantasies.
A nagging thought tugged at my brain when I noticed how the lacy sleeves of the bodysuit covered her arms.
It had bothered me earlier when we were shopping, and it was earlier on that I noticed her choice of clothing never revealed her arms. But I never questioned her about it because it seemed like a personal preference, not a necessity.
No matter, that was a topic for tomorrow.
"You are so beautiful, Eliza, so fucking perfect," I mumbled with a happy smile, leaning down and capturing her lips in a sensual kiss. "Are you sure about tonight?" Damn my caring nature for her.
With a sure smile, she nodded at me with trusting eyes. "Yes, I am. I want you to take me, Adam."
Alright, no more questioning it. Otherwise, I'd ruin our night before it started.
Pushing my reservations aside, I graced her body with my hands, stroking every bit of her to make a perfect map in my mind. Once I was certain I’d touched every part of her, I focused my hands on her breasts. I took my time cupping, fondling, and tweaking her nipples.
Fucking hell, I wanted to feel more of them!
But the stupid lace proved more of a barrier than I'd like.
Instead of ignoring her obvious preference to stay somewhat clothed, I did the next best thing and grabbed the front of her outfit, ripping two holes for her small breasts to spill out of.
Eliza protested, but I heeded none of it as I was too busy licking and sucking her hard nipples.
I know I was supposed to be sweet, but I couldn't help the ideas zipping through my mind.
Looking up at her with a sheepish grin, I lazily flicked at her hardened nipple with the tip of my tongue.
"How would you feel about nipple clamps?
" She had he cutest, perkiest, and most perfect-sized nipples for a pair of clamps to pinch beautifully.
Her cheeks flushed red with her stammering words. "I guess they wouldn't hurt to try."
Holding back my laugh, I forced myself to grin innocently at her words. The irony of them poked at my sadistic side. "Oh, the plans I have in store for you." I chuckled darkly, kissing down her body to her sopping wet cunt.
Carefully, I rubbed her sex with my fingers, spreading her juices everywhere.
"For now, you have permission to come all you want, but when our sweet moment is over, I expect you to be a good girl and beg for your orgasms." We needed to work on controlling her orgasms, but that would have to come later.
"Alright, thank you, sir," she replied so sweetly, so perfectly.
Fuck, training her to be my perfect little submissive was going to be one hell of a ride for us both. I was used to training subs, but never to keep them permanently. So, Eliza was going to be a first for me in a sense.
Closing my mouth around her clit, I slid two of my fingers into her.
Carefully, I spread my fingers inside of her as I thrust them in and out slowly.
She was so fucking tight; I needed to stretch her to make taking me less painful.
My hope was to draw out an orgasm or two to slicken her up and relax her walls.
Fortunately, it didn't take me long to pull two orgasms from her quivering body, and I even got her to gush a little.
Leaning back onto my knees, I kept my scissoring fingers inside of her as I undid the buttons on my shirt and pants.
Before I pulled my fingers out, I reached back, grabbed the toy she had set down earlier, and swapped it for my hand.
I didn't want her arousal to die down, so I needed to keep her stimulated.
After I turned the toy on, I kept it in place with my knee while I quickly shed my clothes.
"Holy fuck!" Eliza gasped loudly, close to shouting.
Although, I didn't know whether it was in reaction to me or her orgasm. Deciding to take some mercy on her, I turned the toy off and tossed it aside. Not like I needed it now that my aching cock was free.
Leaning back over her, I lowered myself down to her entrance.
Settling my cock against her wet cunt, I rocked my hips to coat myself in her juices.
As much as I wanted to bury myself in her, I needed her to lube up my cock some more.
Otherwise, this would suck for both of us.
I could've spit on my dick, but the thought of getting her to gush or squirt again sounded more fun.
"Oh God," she whimpered, trying to buck her hips away from me. "You're fucking huge, like porno huge." She managed to squirm about an inch away from me before I grabbed her shoulder and pinned her down.
Teasing her with a laugh, I shook my head in disbelief. "Oh, now you're just trying to stroke my ego." I was being an asshole. "It's only nine inches." I probably sounded a little too casual which made it come out rather arrogant.
"Average is fucking five or six!" she remarked with a glare.
"There's no way you're going to fit in me.
" She squirmed in protest under me as I continued to rub my girthy shaft along the length of her cunt.
"You're going to hit my fucking womb or some shit.
" Her fisted hands lightly hit my chest as she pouted up at me.
My body wouldn't stop shaking with laughter at her words and reaction because she was being a little ridiculous. It was adorable. "Well, guess we'll see if you like getting your cervix smashed or not," I teased with a smug grin, earning a firm slap to the pecs from her.
With a roll of my eyes, I grabbed her flailing hands and pinned them down, intertwining our fingers. "Darling, I'll be gentle. Don't worry," I assured her with a comforting smile. "I know what I'm doing, so don't worry." I wasn't an idiot when it came to sex, thankfully.
Lowering my head, I kissed her deeply with a smile. "Breathe and relax," I murmured against her lips as I positioned my tip at her entrance. "Breathe," I hissed through gritted teeth when I felt her tightness squeeze the life out of my throbbing cock. "Fuuuuck you feel like fucking Heaven, Eliza."
Shuddering, I gripped her hands tightly as I inched myself inside of her with soft and short thrusts.
I was too greedy to stop because I craved her heat around my dick, even when tears spilled from her rolling eyes.
"That's it, baby, fucking take it. Break for me.
Let me ruin your cunt with my cock," I snarled softly with a few hard thrusts, jerking her body.