Page 117 of Reclaiming Adelaide

“Anything?”

“Within reason.” My tongue flicked out against her palm, and she gasped, her plump lips parting as she gazed at me through her thick lashes.

Her long leg slipped over my lap as she pulled her dress to her waist and let it bunch around her hips. “Is this within reason?”

My God.

I grabbed her around the back of her neck with a fierce hold and drew her into me, ravishing her lips with a fervent hunger.

Her tongue slipped across my lips, tickling them with light flicks, as she ground her hips against my hard length pressing against my pants. The vixen slid off my lap with a devious glint in her eyes and settled between my legs, her hands resting on my belt buckle as if she were asking for permission to take her sadness, guilt, and frustrations out on my dick.

“Don’t tease me, Adelaide. If you want my cock, take it out.”

Her fingers worked on my buckle and zipper as she worried her lip until I was certain she’d break the soft skin.

My cock pulsed with the thought of her lips wrapped around me. I brushed my knuckle down her cheek and rested my hand under her chin, guiding her gaze to look at me as she reached inside my opened pants and pulled out my hardened cock. “Open your mouth and put me on your tongue.”

Her silky lips wrapped around my head, and I sucked in a gasp.

Adelaide’s wet warmth spread down my shaft and encompassed my balls as she moved further down.

“God, look at you. You’re perfect.”

I twisted her braid in my fist and kept my other on her chin as she guided my length to the back of her throat while the corners of her lips stretched over my length. I’d go for a repeat performance like the first night I brought her home after our date when I told her she was mine and there was no escaping.

My cock buzzed as she hummed, the tip too close to the source. “You’re a dream, sweets.”

I tugged on her braid and forced her down deeper until she gagged. Only then did I pull her up for air with a groan. Once she had her fill, I pushed her back down and pumped her back and forth until I couldn’t handle it.

I needed more.

Pausing mid-stroke, I twisted her body and straddled her chest. The back of her head rested on the bench while I kept my cock lodged in her throat.

“I’m gonna give you every last drop, sweets. Don’t waste it. Understand?” I braced myself, then unwound her braid.

She nodded with her lips stretched around the base of my dick.

“That’s my girl.”

Wrapping my fingers around her hair, I used it to keep her head pinned to the bench and pumped my cock into her ready mouth as she closed her eyes and placed her hands on my thighs.

Sharp prickles of heat spilled down my spine like a cactus rolling across each vertebra. Sweat beaded against my forehead and tickled its way down my brow.

“Open your eyes and watch.”

Her eyelids fluttered open, and she sucked my soul into her deep green gaze, holding it hostage by my command. She made me lose my mind. And with my sanity on the line, I pushed into her mouth and deep into her throat.

Adelaide ripped her head to the side, her high-pitched whimpers and heavy gasps all red flags I wasn’t about to ignore, especially when her nails bit into my thighs. But this was what she demanded of me. And I was the selfish jerk who would do anything to make sure she got what she wanted, how I wanted it.

I caressed her cheek with my thumb, a string of saliva still connecting us. “All done?”

She shook her head, and I patted her cheek with enough force to elicit a response but not enough to hurt her. “I need you to tell me you’re okay and want more, sweets.”

Adelaide turned her head back to me and opened her mouth, her wet tongue making my cock pulse in my hand. I tapped my cock against it, the wet slap tightening my balls.

God, she was nothing short of perfect.

“Use me.”

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