Page 21 of My Accidental Valentine

I pull back slowly, my tongue gliding along the underside of his cock as he guides me back down—gentle but insistent, urging me to take him deeper. My heartbeat quickens as he lets out a guttural moan, his grip in my hair tightening. He’s holding back, but just barely.

His other hand slides into my hair as well, cradling the back of my head as he thrusts shallowly—testing, as if he’s afraid that if he moves any harder, he’ll lose control.

“Fuck, Sam…” The words are rough, pleading, and I feel his thighs trembling beneath me. He pauses, breath hitching, his fingers still in my hair like he’s caught between stopping and giving in completely.

I let out a soft hum of approval, relaxing my throat and encouraging him to let go. His hips stutter as he thrusts again, a little harder this time. His head tips back, and the sound he makes—somewhere between a groan and a gasp—sends a sharp, thrilling ache through me.

Adam’s restraint finally snaps as he thrusts into my mouth, his grip firm on my head, his hips moving hard and fast, every muscle tightening as he chases his release.

“Fuck…” he groans, his voice filled with pleasure. But then, suddenly, he freezes, pulling me back as he fights for control, his jaw clenched like it’s taking everything in him to stop.

His fingers slide gently through my hair, his eyes glazed with desire as he whispers, “Put on the condom.”

I nod, my hands trembling as I reach for the foil packet and tear it open. I roll the condom down his length, the heat of him pulsing against my palm. I grab the lube and pour some into my hand, slicking him with slow, careful strokes.

Adam shifts, sitting up against the pillows, his hands steadying me as I straddle his lap once again. He slicks his fingers and slides them between my cheeks, his touch careful. When he presses one finger inside, a soft gasp slips out as my body clenches around him before relaxing. He adds a second finger, twisting and spreading them to stretch me open. My moans blend with his quiet, reassuring whispers in my ear as he works me, easing me further.

When he’s satisfied, he pulls his fingers free and guides me over him. I brace my hands on his chest as I slowly lower myself onto his cock. The stretch is deep and steady as I ease down, inch by inch, until he’s fully inside me.

We both moan, and I whimper as the pain and pleasure blend into one. Adam licks the column of my neck, his hands gripping my waist to hold me still, letting me adjust. But I want to move—I want to feel his cock press against that sweet spot inside me, want to hear Adam grunt and moan beneath me.

So I start to move, pressing against Adam’s shoulders and feeling a rush of power at the way he watches me—flushed, glassy-eyed, barely holding himself together.

I lift myself almost all the way off him before his hands tighten on my waist, pulling me back down as he thrusts up to meet me, again and again, soft grunts escaping with each slap of skin against skin.

The rhythm of our movements picks up, our bodies slick with sweat. I watch Adam beneath me—his face flushed, lips parted. Our foreheads touch, and we freeze, just breathing each other in, both of us teetering on the edge.

When I start moving again, the pleasure is so sharp and all-consuming that I bite my lip to keep from crying out. His eyesstay locked on mine before drifting down to where our bodies are joined, his gaze heavy with hunger.

I can tell he’s close—his breathing turns shallow, and his fingers dig into my sides. My legs burn, and the sore spot on my ass from the fall aches, but I push through, rocking my hips faster until Adam curses and lets out a moan so raw it makes my cock twitch.

I’m already hard again, and Adam’s hand slips between us, wrapping around me, stroking in time with our movements. A whimper escapes me as my rhythm falters—I thrust into his fist and sink back onto his cock, my whole body shaking. The pleasure builds until it crashes over me, and I come hard, spilling across his chest and stomach as I shudder in his arms.

Adam watches me, pupils blown wide, and then, with a deep grunt, he thrusts hard into me—once, twice, three times—and gasps as he comes, his whole body tightening. His arms stay wrapped around me as he falls back onto the bed, pulling me down with him. I land against his chest, both of us breathless, his heartbeat pounding beneath my cheek.

We stay like that for what feels like forever, just holding each other, our hearts pounding in sync. Finally, I ease off him, my body weak and boneless. He grabs a towel from the nightstand and gently cleans me off before wiping himself.

When Adam lies back beside me, he tucks me against his chest. His warmth seeps into me, and I close my eyes for a second, savoring how safe it feels.

Neither of us speaks for a while; there’s only the soft sound of our breathing and the slow glide of his hand along my back.

After a while, I look up at him, my cheek still resting against Adam’s chest. “Do you think they heard us?”

He chuckles. “No. I asked Peter to turn something loud on right before we came up.”

I pause, listening to the faint beat of the music coming from downstairs, my lips curving into a smile. A laugh escapes me. “Wow. I knew Peter was a great guy, but I didn’t realize he wasthatgood of a wingman.”

Adam grins, his fingers brushing through my hair. “Yeah, he is. We’ve had each other’s backs for years. In high school, I let him and Millie hook up at my place all the time while they told their parents they were ‘studying.’ My parents were never home, so it worked.”

I snort. “Yeah, I know. Millie told me.” Then, I pause, thinking. “Wait…what did you do while they…you know?”

Adam chuckles. “Played video games. But if they got too loud, I’d go for a walk.”

I blink, picturing a teenage Adam wandering the neighborhood whilehisbest friend fooled around inside his house withmybest friend. “Oh god.”

I let out an uncontrollable giggle. There’s this warm, happy feeling spreading through my chest—like I could float away.

Adam shifts, pressing a soft kiss to the top of my head. His breath ruffles my hair as he pulls me even closer.

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