Page 104 of Reclaiming Adelaide

She clamped around me, tightening as her rapid breaths halted mid-moan.

“Not yet, sweets.”

If she came now, she’d finish me, and I wasn’t ready to end this—to end the feel of her wrapped around me, her walls pulsing on my painfully hard cock. It was too good.

She released her breath in a huff as I gripped the headboard tighter and used her hips to bounce against me. My balls drew tight, sweat prickled my spine and the nape of my neck.

I reached for her, wrapping my hand around her throat, and pulled her back against my tattooed chest. “I’m ready for you now, sweets. Come on my cock like a good girl,” I growled as I thrust into her. “Let me feel your pussy squeeze me.” I pinched my thumb and forefinger against her jugular, cutting off the blood supply.

Wrapping my arm around her waist, I kept my other hand tight against her throat and powered into her with a need the likes of which I’d never experienced.

She whimpered through suppressed breaths as she brought her hand to the nape of my collar, her nails biting into my vertebra.

I staggered, sweat running down my spine, my injured thigh burning as though someone shoved a white-hot iron through it.. Her fingers wrapped around my wrist, pulling my hand free from her throat.

On a gasp, she screamed as she clenched tight around me.

I bent her over, my hand pressed between her shoulder blades, the other gripping her hip as I thrust into her. On the third deep plunge, I released all I had within her.

“You’re like a sweet candy.” I nibbled at her ear. “You know it’s bad for you, but you can’t help but indulge.”

Adelaide laughed breathlessly. “Then you’re like getting a tattoo. The allure is intoxicating, but once you’re under the skin, it’s impossible to get rid of it.”

“I’m taking that as a compliment,” I said, biting her shoulder. She collapsed to her belly, and I followed, keeping my cock fixed inside her.

“We keep falling asleep like this, and I’m gonna get a UTI or something.”

I pulled her closer to me, tucking her ass against me. “Okay, just tonight then.”

I’d make no promises because falling asleep with my dick inside her was the most intoxicating drug.

Our sweaty bodies stuck together, and I welcomed the feel of her. I closed my eyes. The drive home and into her had worn me out. Sleep consumed me before my heart rate settled back to normal.

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Iraisedmyarmsabove my head and turned my mouth into my arm as I yawned. “We’ve been going at it for hours. I need a break.”

“Let’s try one more time, okay?” Jake said, wiping the loose hair from his brow.

I groaned and leaned forward, placing my head inside my palms, my elbows against my knees. “Fine. But we’re not getting in today.”

“Try, try again.”

“William Hickson? Really?”

“Well, aren’t you well read?”

I snorted and grabbed the third Gatorade for the day while his incessant reminders to stay hydrated played in my mind. “No. The dude died like a hundred years ago, yet my English Lit teacher insisted we study him. That’s the only thing I remember about him and his poem.”

Guzzling my drink, I twisted the lid and set it back on its coaster. Because God forbid my bottle left a water stain on his immaculate desk. The man was more anal about things in his secret computer room. And the longer we spent in here, the more his OCD and paranoia smothered me.

“Maybe you should’ve paid more attention in school.”

I snorted again. “So I could… what? Sit around and not use the education.” I shook my head. “Besides, it’s not like I didn’t graduate with full honors and a scholarship.”

“Because you hacked it.”

“You know,” I pointed at him and laughed. “I regret telling you that.”

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