Chapter 11 #4
“I won’t fuck you tonight. I’m tipsy, and I want to remember everything.”
“Why do you think I would let you fuck me?” I countered.
He smirked. “A hunch?”
“Asshole,” I growled. “How do you know I wouldn’t be the one fucking you?”
“Maybe you would be.”
Fuck. Me.
“You’d be down for that?” I asked him as he unzipped my pants.
Adam grinned before pushing both my pants and my briefs down my hips. “Uh-huh.”
In the next moment, he was on his knees, and my dick was in his mouth.
“Jesus!” I gasped, hyperventilating. “What the fuck?”
The mischievous twinkle in his eyes told me I wasn’t hallucinating.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I muttered, panicking when my knees buckled. My arms flailed wildly, looking for support, but the walls were too far away, and the door behind me didn’t suffice. When I felt his mouth swallowing my inches, I gripped his hair roughly.
“Fuck,” I whimpered, barely able to stand because my legs shook. “Oh my God… you’re sucking my cock.”
When a hungry, blue gaze met mine, I moaned, watching his lips slide up and down my length.
“Please,” I said, pulling at his hair. “I don’t want to finish too soon. You have to stop… oh... oh my God… oh my God, don’t stop!”
His hands found my ass cheeks, holding me close to him as his lips kept moving, fucking relentless.
Every time I hit his throat, he made the sweetest sound before moving to my crown and sucking on it gently.
Every time he swallowed my dick, I saw stars, slamming my head against the door because it felt too good.
He was too good. When I felt my climax coming, I panicked.
“Adam,” I whimpered, yanking him off my dick. “I’m gonna cum! What… where…”
He grinned wickedly. “Gonna feed me or what?”
“Fuck,” I cursed, shoving my dick back into his mouth. “Oh, fuck you… fuuuck you… oh, fff….”
I hit his throat and came with an embarrassingly loud shout, only to feel him swallow rapidly.
His throat bobbed with each gulp, his hands gripping my ass to keep me attached to him, as if I would leave his fucking mouth willingly.
My fingers held his hair in a deathly grip, but I was barely aware of it because I was five seconds from fainting.
He gagged a few times, but kept going, sucking the soul out of me until I had to make him stop.
“Enough,” I whimpered before my legs gave out, and I found myself falling.
I would have landed on the floor if Adam hadn’t caught me in time and pulled me into his lap.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, trembling all over, as he kissed my lips with the hunger of a starving man.
I could taste myself on his tongue, and it made me wonder if I’d ever tasted my semen before. I couldn’t remember.
“How’s that for an apology?” he murmured against my mouth, sounding self-satisfied and with a good reason. It still made me fucking furious.
I gripped his hair, making him look at me.
“Where… the fuck… did you learn to do that?” I said through my teeth. “And if you say that you practiced on anything else but a banana, I will strangle you with my bare hands.”
Adam laughed. “Maybe I’m just a man of many talents.”
“You will be a dead man with many talents if you don’t explain.”
“I haven’t sucked anyone else's dick if that’s what you’re implying, psycho,” he retorted. “I got a few blowjobs in my day. I also watched gay porn today.”
I blinked. “Are you kidding me?”
The mischief in his blue gaze told me otherwise.
“Nope. That shit is hot, by the way. Guys fucking guys, I mean. I can’t wait to get inside your ass.”
I could feel his dick throbbing against me, reminding me that I should return the favor.
“Do you mind if we take this to the bedroom?” I grumbled, standing up. “My neighbors don’t need to know every single detail of my sex life, which I didn’t have until today. Fuck, my knees are wobbly.”
“I’ve got you, babe,” Adam said, scooping me into his arms as I squealed in surprise.
“Babe?” I repeated incredulously. “On the other hand, I could get used to it.”
“To the endearment or being carried around?”
“Both.”
Once in the bedroom, he dropped me on the bed unceremoniously and started to strip with haste.
I watched him hungrily while removing the rest of my clothes, starting with my pants still wrapped around my ankles.
When Adam pushed his briefs down his hips, and his hard dick popped out, my mouth watered.
“Fuck, I’m hard,” he muttered, stroking himself. “I’m not gonna last long.”
“Do you want me to suck you off?” I asked him, eying his length. I was probably biting off more than I could chew, but it was a hill I was ready to die on.
“Please,” Adam said hoarsely, climbing on the bed. “Yes, please. I’m begging you.”
I smirked. “Begging is good for the soul.”
He didn’t like my sass because he gripped my hair and yanked me toward him.
“Now, you little shit.”
I grinned and pushed him on his back. When he settled on the pillow and tucked his arm under his head, I moved between his legs, licking his armpit while at it.
“Filthy fucker,” he gasped, pushing my head lower. “Start sucking.”
I settled on my stomach as he spread his legs wide, presenting me with his heavy balls. I didn’t watch gay porn like him, so I wasn’t sure what to do first, but the night was young. There was no rush.
When I sucked his nut into my mouth, he hissed.
“Jordan, stop fucking around,” he bit out. “I need to come. Suck my dick.”
I only half-obeyed him. I sucked on his crown with relish, letting it pop out of my mouth so I could scoop the precum with my tongue. After that, I swallowed him as much as I could, making him gasp.
“Oh, my God! Jordan… oh, my God!”
“Mmm,” I moaned, sliding my lips up and down his dick.
I cradled it with my tongue, making it wet and sloppy before taking more inches than I could handle.
When the tip hit my throat, I gagged and felt saliva running down my chin, but Adam’s moans told me I was doing something right.
I looked up at him, only to see his huge body arching, his chest heaving with effort.
His hand was wrapped around the headboard, while the other gripped my hair, pushing me down on his dick as if I needed encouragement.
My own dick was rock-hard again, and I was humping the bed, when Adam pulled at my hair.
“You gonna swallow?” he bit out, barely audible.
When I hummed, he took my head in both his hands and started to fuck my throat.
“Fuck, I’m gonna blow!” he grunted, sounding in pain. “Fuck… fuck… fuck… fuck… Jordan, baby… I’m coming… I’m coming!”
He came with a shout, unloading straight into my throat.
I gagged, swallowing rapidly, but the more I swallowed, the more he gave me.
He released the unholy amount of seed before his grip on my hair eased, but by then, I felt as if half of my scalp was missing.
It was only then that I slid my hand between my legs, gripped my shaft, and came after a first stroke.
I shouted, pumping it all out, only to feel a hand on my head, caressing me.
When I was done, I rested my forehead on his thigh, gasping for air, only to feel strong arms pulling me up until my head landed on a muscular, hairy chest.
“I rather enjoyed that,” Adam murmured, kissing my damp forehead. “That was nice.”
“Rather? Nice?” I exclaimed, glaring at him. “Asshole.”
He grinned. “Fine. I liked it.”
“Adam!”
His expression darkened as he rolled me onto my back and bit my neck.
“You’re mine now,” he growled, sucking on the skin. “You’re never getting rid of me.”
“Not another hickey,” I whined, hissing in pain. “Stop!”
He chuckled and pinched my cheek. “Crybaby.”
“So you more than liked it,” I insisted, because I had to know.
“I loved it,” Adam said, kissing my lips. “You give great head.”
“Ah, fuck you,” I muttered when he took my chin in his hand, making me look at him.
“I’m joking. I mean, I’m not. You were great, but I meant what I said. You’re mine now.”
I liked his words too damn much. They made me hope, and I knew it was a rabbit hole from which I would never dig myself out.
“What’s wrong?” Adam said, reading my expression.
“You’re just saying it because you’re high on dick.”
He burst into laughter. “I sure am, but that’s not why I said it. It’s just that… you’re beautiful inside and out, you know? You’re not like me. You’re a good person, and I was wrong about you. I was wrong about everything.”
His words crushed me for numerous reasons I couldn’t say out loud.
“Are we going to do this again?” I said, changing the subject. “Or is it a one-time thing?”
Adam caressed my cheek. “What did I just tell you? You’re mine now. I want to do this with you over and over again. More than that. I want to fuck you. I want to sleep with you. I want to eat your cum, because it tastes so fucking good. All of that. More than that.”
“I love your taste too,” I said, burying my face in his neck. “Hug me. Please.”
He did what I said, even as his words still rang in my ears.
I was wrong about you. I was wrong about everything.
It was the crux of my problem and the reason my soul ached so much. It was why I couldn’t enjoy him… enjoy us… like I wanted to.
Not because Adam Markland was wrong about me.
But because he was right.