Page 134 of The Dark Side

Adrik could feel the depression slipping back into his head. The horror of his actions was coming at him, reminding him of what he had almost done. The blind rage was over, and all that was left was the aftermath. How terrible of a person could he become in those moments? He almost found out. Were there no limits? Did he have no sense of morality? How much of his father was in him?

When he opened his eyes, Jolie was hypnotized by him, watching every inch of the water descend his body. Her desire was a fire, eating away the world outside. She was his salve, his solution, his cure. He put no other thought into what would happen with Zinof, with Katia, or his future. All he wanted was Jolie.

Adrik shut off the water and led Jolie out. He wrapped a towel around her before taking one for himself. It was a pause, another chance he gave her to run, to change her mind. He was going to dive into the deep end, and he needed to know she was there swimming with him.

Jolie pushed up on her toes, kissing him. He smiled into her lips before slipping his tongue through, barely touching her, teasing her. It exhilarated her. She was eager for his touch, just as he was for hers.

He brought her back to the bed, and she sat on the edge, with a towel clinging to her form. She stared up at him, waiting for him to take charge. She was unconfident, and it showed in her wide, deer-in-headlights look.

Adrik leaned down and lifted her feet in the air. She squealed as she fell back on the mattress. Jolie clung to the towel and covered her exposed privates with a hand. "What are you doing?" she scolded.

Adrik slipped his fingers between her tightly knit thighs and forced them apart, squeezing himself between her legs as he lowered to his knees. When he kissed the inner part of her thigh, realization dawned on her. Jolie clamped a hand tight over her entrance. He kissed closer to her pussy, watching her breathing increase with every touch. Adrik pulled the towel off to expose her breasts to the air. A hand clamped on one, pinching her hard nipple. She stared at him over her heaving chest, excitement shining in her lust-filled eyes. He nudged her hands with his nose, a gentle caress to encourage. He needed Jolie to want him, to beg him, to trust him.

Her hands fell away, surrendering.

Adrik kissed her center, and she bucked. Anticipation and fear swirled like a violent storm. He graced her clit with the tip of his tongue, and her body flinched. Then he licked her, a full flat-tongue lick that made her quake.

After that, it was erratic, his tongue working her pussy. She tasted like honey, and he was a bear diving into a hive. He licked every nook and cranny, focusing on her most sensitive area. The clit was full of nerve endings that had her dying. Jolie kept her hands over her face, suppressing every sound, but he knew when she got closer. She breathed in deep and held it longer and longer. Her muscles tightened in her thighs. With his hands spreading her thighs wide, Adrik shook his head with his tongue stretched over her, her juices smothering his cheeks and chin, but he loved it. His tongue worked harder than it ever had, and when she climaxed, her body shivered, and her legs clamped down on him, trapping him, while her hand pushed on his head, trying to get him out.

Adrik pulled back, and she curled into a ball, breathing, enjoying the last remaining waves. He had never felt so proud. He was going to enjoy every orgasm he could squeeze out of her. It was time to completely erase her ex-boyfriend from her memory.

Adrik used the towel to wipe his face. But he wasn't going to let her rest. He took hold of his erection and rubbed it between her wet folds. He watched her, giving her the opportunity to push him away, but she was lost in ecstasy. Adrik positioned himself at her entrance and pushed. Just an inch at a time, watching as her eyes widened. "Oh, God," a whisper escaped her, and Jolie dropped her head back on the bed. Her fingers pressed against his chest, fearful it would hurt. But with his care and the wetness of her pussy, he slid in without resistance. He heard every hitch of her breath, every groan and moan. The slowness was killing him. He wanted to pound into her without control, but he ground his teeth and took his time, allowing her walls to relax so he wouldn't hurt her.

Minutes it took till her legs lost their strength.

Standing on the floor, Adrik placed her feet on his chest as he shoved his dick inside. The gasp was pleasure-filled, and she slapped her hand over her mouth to quiet herself. He stayed still inside her, basking in the wet heat around his cock, pressing in till he was fully inside. Adrik pulled at her wrist and waited for her dazed gaze to land on him. "No one can hear you but me. And I want to hear all of it. I want to make you scream." He pounded her hard, and a small whimper escaped. "More," he ordered, thrusting harshly. A sob was released. Jolie clenched the bedsheets, gritting her teeth as she watched him move inside her over and over, rocking her tits. Still sensitive from her last orgasm, it took barely any effort to make her cum again. Her back arched off the bed, her noises louder but still reserved.

Adrik put his knees on the bed, sitting back on his heels. Her legs laid useless on the bed, dropped open, welcoming him to do as he pleased. His thumb swirled around on her clit, slowly enticing her back to reality. Her eyes opened, meeting his. If he could paint a picture of her, this would be it, the one he'd put above his bed. Her wet hair was a mess, her legs wide, her pussy bare, his dick buried in deep.

Adrik put his hands on the bed next to her face, leaning over her. He stared at her, and she couldn't take her eyes off him. Everything he wanted to say to her was loud between them, without either of them making a sound. He could feel the love Jolie felt, and he prayed she could feel his.

Adrik kissed her softly, over and over again. He moved but with patience, barely making her move as he gently thrust into her. He had never made love before, but this had to be it. There was nothing else that could describe the connection. It was tangible, thick like molasses, and drowned him.

Jolie's hand rested on his cheek. Her attention was like heaven. She was forgiving him for leaving her on the boat. He knew he should have talked to her, but he was too worried about his father finding out. It was time to put things into perspective.

Jolie was now his family.

Adrik paused in his movements, burying his face into her neck. "Stay," he whispered against her skin. He didn't want to see any sorrow or hear any words that would hurt him, so he didn't wait for any. He thrusted, and Jolie gasped into his ear. It was a beautiful sound. He increased his pace a little until he was pounding so hard into her that the bed shook. But he could only keep that pace for a minute before his orgasm approached. He yanked away, panting as he calmed himself. His dick shined with her juices. He grabbed his cock, rubbing it, watching her as she lay on the bed, already exhausted from a ten-minute fuck. She was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. The way the light struck her was divine. Every curve, every dip, he wanted to bask in all of it.

Adrik grabbed her legs and dragged her toward him. She giggled, trying once more to be modest, but he flipped her over on her belly. Her feet hit the floor, and he stepped up, resting his cock between her butt cheeks. His fingers roamed down the curve of her back, squeezing the fat of her ass. Adrik slapped her softly just to see her reaction. Then he did it a little harder. She made a quiet cry, but her ass shifted toward him. He slapped her again harder, and a red imprint quickly formed. He soothed it, admiring her round cheeks. She worked hard for their perfection.

"Do you have a condom?" Jolie whispered into the sheets.

"A little late for that," he pointed out. "You think I've been with anyone else since I met you?"

A smile twitched on her lips. "I don't want a kid yet."

The way she said 'yet,' like it was a possibility, drove him crazy. He slipped his cock inside, groaning at the same time she did. "I'll get you the morning-after pill." Adrik pulled her up, resting her back against his chest as he kissed her neck. His hands were on her tits, twisting the nipples, and though she tried to stop him, the effort was minimal. "From now on, you're mine." He shoved hard into her, and she gasped. "Everything is mine, and I'm gonna cum in your pussy," he warned her. His hand drifted down her stomach and cupped her vagina. A finger pressing strategically against her clit. "You gonna stop me?"

Jolie's head rested on his shoulder, submitting wholly, and a moaned sigh escaped. "No."

Adrik smirked against her sweaty skin. He dropped her on the bed and pounded hard and fast into her. Her cries were unhindered, finally free and loud. He enjoyed every noise, digging deeper, wanting to see if there was more she was smothering. He wanted all of it, and he always got what he wanted.

Chapter fifty

Stay

JoliestaredatAdrikas he slept. The sun was rising just beyond him, telling her they'd been in her room for more than eighteen hours. They've been in and out of sleep, waking up to make love. And though her vagina felt like it's been beaten with a bat, she didn't want to say no. She didn't know if it was his size or how he used it, but he reached pleasure in her she didn't know existed. It was like every nerve ending in her was on full blast. Every movement he made nearly triggered an orgasm. She's had more avalanches of ecstasy than she ever had in her life.

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