Page 35 of Taking Root

“Darling, if you keep doing that to me, I will no longer be a gentleman,” Adrian growled, one of his hands slipping beneath her shirt. His hot palm felt like a firebrand on her skin, and her nipples stiffened in response.

“That’s exactly what I want,” she challenged, her eyes flashing in response.

With a snap of his fingers, her bra came undone, and he cupped her breast, brushing his thumb across the tip of her nipple. Danny let out a gasp, desire pooling between her legs like molten honey.

“You really want this?” he murmured against her mouth, the way he stroked her nipple and squeezed her breast driving her crazy. The ache in her built until she’d burn everything down if she couldn’t have him inside her.

“I want you,” she responded, tugging at the latch of his belt to flick it open. He dragged the hem of her shirt up and over her shoulders. The fabric hit the floor. Her nipples were stiff and ached with the way Adrian caressed them. He shrugged off his own shirt, and Danny licked her lips.

“God, I want to taste every inch of you.” The words tumbled out of her mouth without even thinking about it. He wrapped those big hands around her waist, his touch sparking her veins to life, and how he bit and sucked at her neck had her toes curling. A moan slipped from her as she sank against him. Every makeout session between them veered close to implosion, but borders stretched between them, walls she’d erected. Now that he’d seen the truth and now that she could no longer hide her past, those walls came tumbling down.

The friction of skin against skin had her mind reeling, and she couldn’t get enough. Danny fumbled for his belt again, dragging it open, and a second later she flicked the button of his jeans open. He nudged them off along with his boxer briefs, his cock hanging heavy between his legs. Her mouth watered at the sight, and she didn’t wait. Danny sank to her knees in front of him.

She wrapped her hand around his length and glanced to him. The hooded look in his eyes had her core thrumming, and she ached to have him fill her to completion. Danny leaned forward to place her lips around his cock, taking in the tip. Once she touched him, his thighs tensed, and he wove his fingers through her hair, his touch sparking through her. She took him into her mouth, starting to find a rhythm as she sucked him down.

His grip tightened in her hair, the tug sending a thrill through her. The salt and sweat scent of him ratcheted her desire, and as she moved her mouth up and down his length, the low moan that came from deep in his throat made her wetter. He let out a ragged breath and a second later pulled her back by her hair.

“Any more and I’m going to blow, babe,” he managed to gasp out. Danny’s lips curved in a grin, reveling in the way he responded to her.

“Who says that’s a bad thing?” she purred, so turned on right now. She ran her tongue over her lips, and Adrian let out a groan.

“You’re going to be the death of me,” he muttered, sweeping his arms underneath her legs to scoop her up. A surprised laugh flew from her as he carried her over to the utilitarian bed she’d tossed and turned in since she arrived here. The feel of his hot skin against hers shut any rational thought off. If he didn’t thrust his cock inside her and soon, she would come apart at the seams.

He lowered her onto the mattress like she was some precious, gorgeous thing, and Danny bit her lip. She didn’t want to feel treasured right now. She wanted to be fucked in the raw, real way she could understand.

Before she could say anything, Adrian’s demeanor changed. His gaze scorched, and he flicked open the button of her jeans, nearly tearing them off her legs. Her breath caught in her throat as the fabric smacked the ground.

“Time for some payback, darlin’,” he said, his voice raspy with desire. Danny’s core squeezed at the sound, and her own breaths came out ragged. His fingers slipped beneath her panties, and a second later, they flew to the floor as well. The air against her bare pussy had her sucking in a threadbare breath, but then Adrian spread open her legs and she forgot everything else.

He knelt on the ground in front of her, those careful fingers digging into her thighs as he lowered to deliver the first lick. The moment his tongue slid across her clit, her thighs tensed, and she let out a gasp. The shock of pleasure rolled through her like the crest of wave. Adrian didn’t take long to find a rhythm, and once he did, his mouth moved with some sort of hypnotic magic. She moaned out his name as his tongue sent her to a sinful surrender.

Everything else melted away while she leaned back, her head on the twisted sheets and her legs around his shoulders as he thrummed her clit like he’d been doing this for years. The way he gripped her and the speed at which he moved held a savagery to the movements that undid her. Her back arched, and her mind blanked of everything but those euphoric highs. Her palms began to sweat as she dug her heels into his shoulders and fisted the sheets.

“God, Adrian, I need you,” she gasped out. She needed him inside her like she needed to breathe, the ache growing so intense she couldn’t stand it.

“Not until you come for me,” he murmured against her pussy, his hot breath almost sending her over the edge.

He descended again, his tongue moving with an increasing intensity. She was a balloon expanding, expanding, so close to popping as he brought her closer and closer. Danny panted, so turned on by the sight of him eating her out and the heated look in his gorgeous blues. Sweat pricked on her forehead as the sensations pushed her higher. She blinked white, and quick as a snap, she crashed over the edge.

Danny let out a loud cry, her heels digging in as she bucked up in her orgasm. Her core clenched in response, the aftershocks rocking through her like a current. Her chest heaved up and down, the sweat on her palms imprinting on the sheets. Hell, her whole body flushed in response as she coasted on sheer ecstasy.

Adrian prowled overtop her, his palms sinking into the bed on either side. Even with the satisfaction he gave her, the sight of those powerful muscles and the sweat glistening on his olive skin had her panting. Danny always knew he’d be memorable, but she never would’ve anticipated the next level incredible all his attention to detail would be put to direct use. They were both driven by the same desperate need, but damn if it didn’t look hot as hell on him.

Danny wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing him in for a long, lingering kiss. His lips were wet with her as she licked her own juices off him. She sank her teeth into his bottom lip, causing him to nudge the head of his erection across her soaked core. The feel of his hard length got her motor revving all over again.

“That all you got, Romeo?” she teased, grinding against his cock. He let out a low moan in response as his hands landed on her hips.

“Let me grab a condom,” he murmured.

“Or we could just go for it now,” she responded, a glint in her eyes. “I’m on the pill.”

Adrian leaned down to nip and suck at her neck, and her eyes rolled back in response as the pulse between her legs kicked up anew. She needed to feel him inside her and wanted him to drive his thick length into her until she couldn’t feel her legs anymore.

He leaned in, his lips brushing her ear. “Don’t worry, darlin’. We’re just getting started.”

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