Chapter 14 - Athena
My heart is racing a thousand miles an hour as the words slip from my mouth.
I haven’t been able to stop thinking about him. About his hands on my body and lips on mine.
It’s consumed my thoughts for every moment since it happened, and it’s literally making me insane with need.
Adrian bites his lower lip. He hesitates. After the way I walked out on him last time, I can’t really blame him. His stare is enigmatic. I can’t quite gauge whether he wants this or not. Oh no. Have I embarrassed myself all over again?
“If you want to?” I say quietly, intensely nervous that I’ve misread the situation.
He lifts his hand and gently brushes his fingers over my cheek.
“It’s all I’ve been able to think about,” he says with a quiet smile, his voice husky and low.
It’s all I’ve been thinking about, too.
I stand on my tiptoes and close the space between us, pressing my lips into his.
The moment I do this, he melts into me, his arms slipping tighter around me, and his hand spreads over my lower back to pull me even closer against his body.
The kiss tidal waves through me.
My body sparks with flame, and I push my lips harder against his.
Desperation tugs at both of us, and my hands tighten around his shirt while his slips beneath my top. His fingers trace over the bare skin of my back, running slowly down my spine and sending a current of electricity between us.
Boldly, my fingers tug at the buttons of his shirt.
He gently pulls away from the kiss and shakes his head. My heart sinks, and anxiety tightens my stomach.
“I don’t want to do this down here…” he whispers, narrowing his eyes at me.
“Do you want to stop?” I ask, my voice sounding small.
He chuckles. “No, absolutely not,” he answers immediately. He wraps his hands around my ass and lifts me into his arms, wrapping my legs around his hips.
He kisses me again, holding me with ease as he walks out of the training area, up the stairs, and carries me all the way to his bedroom.
Standing next to his bed, he lowers me onto it, lying over me as he gently pushes my legs apart with his hips.
His lips are on mine, exploring my mouth, tasting me.
Adrian slides his hand up my top again and cups his hand over my breast, teasing my nipple through the delicate fabric of my bra. He groans as it hardens to a peak.
His cock is rock hard against me as he gently rocks his hips, grinding into me.
My body is humming with desire when he carefully tugs my top off, tossing it aside.
I fumble with his shirt buttons, wondering if I’m doing things right. Wondering how to please him.
He shifts off me, standing next to the bed and letting his eyes roam over me as he tugs the button of his jeans open.
His cock jumps free. A massive beast of a thing with throbbing veins running along the underside of the shaft. I bite my lip, unable to tear my eyes off it.
He shrugs his shirt off and kicks his pants away.
He stands over me, completely naked. Utterly gorgeous. Perfectly sculpted.
Leaning forward, he gently tugs my pants down, sliding them over my legs along with my panties.
I sit up to remove my bra, and he takes it from me, holding the lace to his face and taking in a breath of my scent.
“Floral and sweet,” he muses.
Adrian kneels on the bed, looking down at me. His eyes explore slowly as his hands move over my body. “You are incredibly beautiful, kitten. Every piece of you is perfect.”
My cheeks flush pink, and a shy smile touches my lips.
He lies down next to me, pushing my legs apart as he cups his hand over my pussy. He slides his other arm around my back to hold me.
I moan as his lips find mine again and his hand plays between my legs.
His finger teases my clit, gently circling and rubbing.
I am drenched, and by the sounds of his groans, it’s driving him crazy.
His cock is rock hard against my thigh.
When he slides his finger into my pussy, he does it slowly, gently, and carefully.
He takes his time, not overwhelming me but moving in a steady rhythm that matches the intensity of his kiss.
My heart is racing faster and faster as the pleasure builds.
Expertly, he reads my movements as I lift my hips and arch against him. He moves faster. Pushing a little deeper with his fingers inside me. He presses his thumb against my clit, and suddenly the pleasure triples.
My legs begin to shake, and he tightens his arm around my back, holding me closer, kissing deeper.
The orgasm hits me like lightning. Every muscle spasms and relaxes, over and over again, shooting through my body and stealing my thoughts away.
He moves, lying on top of me while my body is still humming and vibrating with pleasure.
He holds his massive cock in his hand and gently pushes himself into my pussy.
I take a sharp breath, holding it.
“Breathe,” he whispers. “Relax your body and let me have you,” he growls against my ear.
I force myself to relax, taking in a slow breath and realizing that the deeper he pushes, the more he spreads me open with his massive cock, the more incredible it feels.
Pain mixes with pleasure, and he pushes deeper until he is buried inside me.
Adrian waits, feeling my breathing against his chest. He waits until it slows and becomes even. My fingers dig into his back as my pussy throbs over his cock.
He slides out and back in again.
I gasp, “Oh,” as the pleasure of it surprises me.
He moves again, and again, slowly building speed until he is groaning in my ear as he tries to control himself.
I press my fingers harder into his back to encourage him.
He starts to really fuck me. His cock slides inside me, slick with my honey, filling me up.
He takes my hands and pins them above my head with his fingers locked around my wrist. He leans down and kisses me as he fucks me faster and harder.
His cock feels so fucking amazing. I am already on the verge of another orgasm.
The sounds he's making are savage and wild. Each growl of pleasure against my ear sends me closer to the edge until my legs are shaking, spread around him, and my back is arched toward him.
His cock goes harder inside me as my pussy tightens around him.
He hardens, growing bigger, and I can’t hold back anymore.
The second orgasm makes my pussy spasm around his cock, and the intensity pushes him over the edge as well.
Our bodies melt together as we slip into ecstasy.
His cock is still inside me when he rolls and pulls me onto his chest.
I rest my head on his shoulder with a silly smile on my face. His breathing is deep and even, his chest rising and falling like the waves of the ocean.
His cock is slowly relaxing inside me, and the movement of it tickles but feels amazing.
It’s only when he moves again that it slides out. Adrian grabs the corner of the blanket and pulls it over both of us, tucking it in around me.
“I, um, I should go get changed for bed,” I say, suddenly very aware of how intimate this is.
“You’re already in bed,” he mutters quietly as his hand strokes down my back with his fingers brushing through my hair.
I giggle. “Yes, but… this is your bed,” I whisper.
“And I want you to stay,” he says.
I bite my lip, trying to figure out if this is a good idea or not.
But the warmth of his body and the gentle stroke of his touch are convincing me that I don’t want to leave. One night in his bed won’t hurt anything. It doesn’t have to mean anything. I don’t have to read into it.
We don’t talk as we fall asleep, but the gentle caress and the softness of his breath say more than words could have said. I am at peace, comfortable, and safe as I slip into my dreams.
***
It’s late morning when I wake up. A smile immediately spreads over my lips.
I can smell him on the white sheets. The blankets are tucked snuggly around me, pulled right up to my ears.
Outside, I can hear the wind pushing against the windows, and I feel so perfectly comfortable that I don’t want to move.
Without lifting the blankets, I carefully roll over to face him, thinking I want to sneak closer. All night, he held me in his arms. It felt wonderful. But Adrian is already up. His side of the bed isn’t even warm anymore, and I sit up in surprise.
When did he get up?
But as I sit up, I see a gift-wrapped box where he was sleeping.
There is a big black ribbon over the bright pink wrapping. The tag has my name on it, and a smile spreads over my face.
With excitement and curiosity, I pick up the box and sit up in bed, pulling the blankets with me.
I’ve never woken up to a present before.
Tugging at the ribbon, I pull it off. My heart glitters as I lift the lid to see what’s inside.
Surprise bolts through me.
It’s a phone. The latest iPhone model in a custom pink color. I’m shocked.
There is a little folded note inside the box, and I carefully unfold it to read it.
Kitten,
I thought you might want a new phone.
I managed to get your old number back.
A
xxx
I read the message twice, admiring how neat his handwriting is.
A new phone?
This is bigger than just the gift of a phone. This means that Adrian trusts me.
The first week I was here, if not longer, I spent every moment trying to find ways to escape. Obviously, I haven’t tried to do that for a while, but the point is that he would never let me have a phone if he didn’t trust me.
Excitedly, I open up the phone box and realize he’s already set everything up for me.
The phone is on and logged in with all my accounts set up.
This is so amazing.
I’ve never had a phone this fancy before.
The thing is, no one ever called me except for work. But it’s not about that. It’s about the trust. The show of faith in me. And I have a camera now, and I can browse the internet. It doesn’t matter if no one calls. I can call Adrian if I need to. And he can call me.
Grinning, I throw the covers off and slip off the side of the bed. I grab the sheet to wrap it around me so I can go to my own room to get dressed, then go find Adrian to thank him.
On the way to my room, my phone buzzes, and I get such a fright I almost drop it.