Page 77 of Make It Without You

My brain short circuits at the realization that means. “Baby, are you sure?”

“More than sure. I don’t want anything between us.” Her hands frame my face when she says this. And I see nothing but complete and pure adoration in her expression.

“I’m clean too,” I tell her before I get lost in her.

My fingers go to her clit, teasing until she almost breaks the skin on her bottom lip before going down to her pussy to make sure she’s ready. And when I slide my fingers between her heat, I can’t help the groan that sounds as I bring her closer to the edge. I rub my fingers, which are coated in her juices over my cock and rub it through her wetness. Tapping the head of my cock to her clit before lining up to her entrance and sliding in halfway. I pull out, bringing us both to the edge over and over as her pussy tries to hold me in and then slide my cock inside of her.

“Adam,” she says on a gasp as I settle inside of her. I give her a few seconds to adjust to my size and the intrusion before she’s tapping on my waist. “Move.”

“Give me a second,” I groan into her neck. Reciting the roster for the Bengals calms me down enough to flex my hips into her tight heat. “Em, you feel too good.”

“Make me feel good. Make me yours.” She vocalizes in my ear and turns me to goo when she sucks my earlobe between her teeth.

Rising up on my forearms, I take her mouth in a bruising kiss and start a lazy thrust of my hips. Her hands roam over my back and nails dig into my shoulder blades. The pain mixes with the pleasure coursing through my body. My thrusts get more wild as the heels of her feet ground into my ass, spurring me on.

Hooking her knees around my arms drives me deeper into her body. Emily’s eyes are closed in euphoria, her chest and neck a shade of red.

“Look at me,” I demand.

Emily slowly opens her eyes, her gaze landing on me. This moment with her, the start of us, no more secrets and hiding or pretending like what this is between us isn’t real. Our eyes hold and convey so many words as I continue to thrust inside of her. The glazed look swimming in her eyes is one of pure lust.

I let a leg go and lean back down to kiss her. The movement has me sliding deeper and Emily moaning into my mouth as our tongues meet in a dance that we’ve somehow perfected. Her hands weave through my hair. Pulling the strands as I feel her inner walls start to quiver.

“Do you need to come, baby?” I ask against her lips.

Her pupils have blown wide as she whispers, “Yes.”

I rotate my hips on shallow thrusts, causing her breath to hitch. “Then beg for it. Beg to come on my cock like I know you want to.”

“Adam,” my name is a whine off her lips like the sweetest melody of a song unwritten. It’s almost enough to make me give in. To give us both what we want. “Let me come. I need to come.”

I lower my face until our lips brush over each other as my thrusts get longer and slower. “Rub your clit for me, baby. Come for me and take me with you.”

Her fingers move to her clit and brush the base of my cock as I continue to move in and out of her. With the swipe of her fingers against her clit, Emily’s moans of my name get louder until I feel her body seize up and then let go. The strength of her orgasm pulling mine out. Rising up, I hold her hips, thrusting erratically as I chase my own release and come on a roar.

I collapse on top of Emily, making sure not to crush her. Her walls are still fluttering around my cock keeping it semi-hard.I’m too spent to move and my body has relaxed as Em lightly runs her nails up and down my back.

Kissing her neck, I peel my body off of hers.

The forgotten movie playing in the background brings reality back into our bubble. I look over to Emily and see her still lying down. Eyes on the ceiling.

“Did I fuck you into unconsciousness?”

I see a slight movement of her eyes as she looks in my general direction. “Considering it’s been a while, maybe.”

“I’d say I'm sorry. But I’m really not.” Grabbing the remote for the TV, I turn it off and pull my shorts back up my legs. “Let’s head upstairs. I saw you eyeing my tub when we went up there.”

The smile she gives me is shy as if I wasn’t inside of her five minutes ago. I pick up her shorts and toss them to her, but she forgoes them and pulls on my hoodie instead. Pointing to my back, she reads my sign and crawls over, wrapping her arms around my shoulders and legs around my waist. Standing up from the couch, I walk us both upstairs where I don’t plan to let her out of my sight.

Emily

The steam from the bath along with the scent of essential oils mixed with the mountain of bubbles on the surface of the water, relaxes me into euphoria. Adam brought up our phones and the second bottle of wine while the water filled the tub.

I feared there would be awkwardness after what we did on the couch. But after those moments with him, where it was us and nothing more between us, I want more. More secret moments that no one else is privy to.

Adam runs his fingers up and down my arms. The action brings goosebumps to my arms despite the heat from the water.

“What are you thinking?” He asks, breaking the silence.

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