Adam #2
But the way she’s grinding against me, the way she’s kissing me and biting my neck and running her nails down my back, I know she doesn’t want easy tonight.
And I can deliver whatever she needs.
We’re all arms and lips and heavy breathing as we take turns rolling on top of the other, stripping off articles of clothing and letting them get lost in the blankets.
When we’re bare, I back up into the pillows and pull Cassie onto my lap again, running my hand down between her legs and slipping my fingers between her wet lips.
She moans, arching her back and digging her nails into my shoulders as I press one finger inside without warning.
“Jesus Christ, Cassie,” I curse, sucking her neck between my teeth. “You’re so fucking wet.”
“I want you inside me.”
“I am inside you,” I say, pressing another finger in to join the first.
I curl them to the tune of another moan, but then she presses her hands into my chest. “No, I want you,” she says, running her hand down my abdomen until she’s palming me in her grip.
Just the feel of her sweet fucking hand around my shaft has me flexing into her grip, pre-cum letting her palm slide up and down me with ease.
“Fuck,” I draw out, letting my head fall back. I revel in the feel of her for a split moment before I smack her ass and yank her off of me, rolling her down into the blankets and pressing a hard kiss to her lips. “Hold that thought.”
It takes me seconds to find my pants and pull a condom from my wallet, and then the package is torn open and I roll it over my length, loving the way Cassie’s eyes heat as she watches me.
She licks her lips like she loves what she sees, so I stroke myself in the condom for her, until she’s reaching for me.
“Adam…”
“Roll over,” I command, and I see the surprise in her eyes before she does as I say. We’ve only ever fucked face to face, with me on top or her on top, lost in each other’s gazes.
But tonight, I can feel her craving for more.
She wants something dirty and carnal. She wants me to claim her and remind her that she’s mine.
When she’s on her stomach, I straddle her calves and wrap my hands around her hips, yanking until her ass is up in the air. At the same time, I press one hand down on her upper back, keeping her chest and face pressed into the pile of pillows and blankets.
I run my hand over her spine, reveling in the chills that break in my wake, and then I lower to press my chest into her back, sucking on her earlobe as she rolls her ass against my hard-on.
“Are you ready to feel me deep, baby?”
“Oh, God.”
I smirk, that answer enough for me, and then I kiss the back of her neck and position myself at her entrance with just a breath of warning before I slam it home.
Cassie cries out, fisting the blankets and squeezing her eyes shut. “Yes,” she breathes, and I withdraw, pummeling in again with just as much force.
Her cheeks are already flushed, and the sight of her bent over in the mess of blankets under the glow of the string lights is like something out of a painting.
Every curve is outlined, and I run my hands along all of them as I position myself on my knees and take her hips in my hands, pulling her wet pussy over my cock again and again.
“Play with your clit, baby,” I say, flexing my hips to fill her again. “Reach down there and play with your pussy while I fuck you.”
I’ve never talked to her like this, and I’m rewarded with a moan and a whimper before one of her hands that was gripping the blankets disappears under her. She strokes that hand over where I’m entering her first, eliciting a sharp inhale from me before I feel her circling her clit.
“Goddamn, you’re so hot,” I husk, watching her squirm as I fill her.
Cassie’s cries echo throughout the entire park as she rubs her clit and rolls her hips, meeting my thrust each time. I’m half-thankful we’re alone, half-wishing there was someone else to witness the way my girl can be so sexy when she’s completely uninhibited.
“Adam,” she says, just above a whisper and just shy of a cry, and then her hips drop, thighs spreading wider as she chases her orgasm. I answer the call by falling onto my hands on either side of her and grinding in even deeper, sucking on her earlobe and kissing over her neck as she screams out.
Her pussy tightens around me, her hand moving fast and furious between her legs. And just the sound of her coming undone has me ready to do the same.
She falls limp when she’s spent, her hand pinned under her as I slow just a little, kissing the back of her neck and her shoulders tenderly.
“You good, baby?”
Cassie chuckles. “I’m fucking great.”
I smile against her skin, still pumping gently in and out of her tight, swollen, soaked pussy. “You ready for me?”
“Please,” she cries.
“I don’t want to come in this condom.”
She stiffens at that, glancing at me over her shoulder as I still. “Where do you want to come?”
“Roll over,” I say as I withdraw, peeling the condom off and tossing it to the side as she rolls onto her back. I bite my lip at the sight of the lights casting a glow over her breasts, her lean navel, her thighs, spread and waiting.
“Move down a little,” I say, grabbing her hips and helping her slide down until her head is on the blankets instead of the pillows. Then, I crawl up her, straddling her breasts and feeling them against my balls as I grip my shaft tight.
Her eyes are wide, flicking back and forth between my cock and my face as she waits for my next move.
“If this is too much, tell me to stop, okay?”
She nods, and I run my hands through her hair, tugging until her neck is exposed.
“Open your mouth, baby.”
When she does, I nearly come on the spot. It’s so fucking hot looking down on her plump lips and wet tongue, her eyes watching me, waiting. I position my tip on her tongue first, sliding it around to get it nice and wet before I gently thrust inside.
I groan at the feel of her lips surrounding me, of her tongue sliding along my base, and my hands fall to the pillows above her head to keep me balanced. Slowly, carefully, I withdraw and press inside her again, fucking her mouth with as much restraint as I can manage.
She gags a few times, and I slow, making sure she knows she’s in control. But she doesn’t ask me to stop. Instead, she grabs my ass, her nails digging into the skin as she guides me inside her again.
“Oh, fuck,” I groan, my breathing picking up, heart racing. “I need to go a little faster. It won’t take long.”
She answers by grabbing my ass and pulling me inside her throat deeper, and my eyes flutter shut at the all-encompassing feel of her letting me take her this way. It’s so vulnerable and hot, and at the very base of it, it’s her saying she trusts me.
Just like I trust her.
With my eyes still shut, I pick up the pace, careful not to go too deep but finding my release building with each wrap of her lips and slip of her tongue. “Oh, fuck,” I grunt. “Coming.”
And with one last thrust deep into her throat, I spill.
My body shakes, fire consuming me as I black out to everything that isn’t Cassie’s mouth around my cock.
Faintly, I register her gagging, but she holds me inside her as I ride out every last pulse.
I withdraw and push back in, again and again, until I’m empty and spent and trembling as I carefully roll off of her and onto my back next to where she lay.
I’m still seeing stars, panting and trying to catch my breath when I look over and see Cassie swallow, wiping the corners of her mouth and smiling at me shyly.
“Fuck me,” I say, rolling over to pull her into me and kiss all over her. She giggles and wraps herself around me, too, until we’re a tangle of slick arms and legs.
“Did you like that?”
“Do you really have to fucking ask?” I laugh.
“I liked it, too,” she says, kissing my jaw. “And I liked you taking me from behind.”
“That so?” I ask on a smirk. “My little innocent Cassie McBee, a fan of doggy-style.”
Her nose wrinkles. “Don’t call it that.”
“I’ll call it whatever you want, babe,” I say, pulling her into my chest. “As long as we get to do it again.”
She laughs in my arms, and as the world slowly comes back to us, our breaths evening out and the music and sounds of the night finding us inside the tent, I run my fingers through her hair and count my lucky stars that she came tonight, that she forgave me, that I didn’t lose her for good.
“I love you,” she whispers.
I inhale deep, holding her tighter and vowing to never fuck this up again. “I love you, too.”