Page 133 of When You Had Me Adapting

He chuckles. “You sure you like it because I don’t have to touch you there,” he assures me.

“Yes. I’m sure. I like it. It’s hot.”

“I need to hear you tell me it’s what you want.”

“I want you to touch me there.”

“Good, now sit,” he commands. “I’m not done with you yet.” I grind my hips against his face as he laps up everything I give him. The roughness of his beard creates delicious friction. I lean into the feeling of his finger on my puckered hole and let him dip it inside. Between the slight pressure of his finger and his tongue on my clit, I come quick and hard. My whole body shakes as I come undone for him again.

“You think you got one more in you?” he asks as I move down and meet him on the bed. My body’s draped over his lazily and I’m not sure I do, but I want to watch him come undone too.

“I don’t know, J. I barely can come once during sex, but three times?” I bury my head into his shoulder.

“You seem to come just fine with me,” he says. “You’ve had three before.”

“Cocky asshole.” I laugh. “With you it’s different.”

“Then let’s go for one more. This time I want to come with you.”

He sits up and begins to move out of the bed. “Wait, I can do it. Where are you going?”

“I know you can. I’m going to get a condom.” He smirks.

“You don’t have to.” I shrug, sitting up. “I have an IUD.”

“You’re positive this is what you want?”

“I want to feel you bare, J.” My words are all it takes. In a split second he has me on my back and he’s positioned between my legs.

“You promise you’re okay with this?” he asks again.

“Fuck me like a good boy,” I smirk. He drives forward and I take his cock all the way to the hilt. His hands smooth over my hips, pulling me against his thick length, causing me to grind against him.

The energy in the room shifts to something more delicate. It’s no longer frantic and needy, but instead the kisses he plants are slow and meaningful. He pumps into me unhurriedly. His mouth finds mine and his touch is gentle.

Those three little words threaten to come out and I hold them back, not wanting to say them like this. Wanting to save them for another time. For the right time.

We continue to twist in the sheets, giving the other everything we have. He thrusts into me over and over again. His cock stretches me wide and fills me completely.

“I’m close,” he says through heavy breaths. “Come with me.”

My body tenses at his words and he begins to move more rapidly creating sweet friction against my clit. I clench around him as he spills into me. His body collapses on top of mine and we lay there for a few minutes catching our breath.

“Told you,” he says.

“Only with you.”

He gives me one more kiss before rolling out of bed. He returns in his boxers and with a warm towel. Taking his time, he cleans me up and then helps me locate my underwear. I jump out of bed and head into the bathroom.

When I return, he wraps me in his arms and I melt back into him.

“Pixie?”

“Yeah?”

“I love you,” he whispers the words against my ear. I flip around to face him.

“I love you too.” His lips find mine and he feels like home.

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