Page 75 of Wreckage

I nodded, breathing hard.

He let out a soft grunt.

“Then maybe I can touch you. Do you want me to touch you, Elena?”

God, yes.

I nodded again, unable to get the words out.

He slowly kissed his way down my body and gently moved betweenmy legs. He carefully removed my pants, taking care of my sore ankle. When I was in nothing but my panties, he smiled at me, his green eyes filled with an emotion that made my breath catch.

Adrian Drexler was beautiful. I knew he got all the girls with just a tiny smile.

“Here’s what’s going to happen, butterfly,” he said, his eyes on mine. “I’m going to take your panties off. Then, I’m going to eat your pussy until you’re screaming my name. OK?”

Good god. This man was unholy.

“Tell me you want me to eat your pussy, butterfly.”

He’d gone from sweet to feral. It was doing something to me. I could already feel how wet I was just from his words and kisses.

I nodded, but he tutted at me.

“I want your words, baby,” he crooned softly. “Tell me. I want to hear you. Say my name.”

I swallowed hard, my heart pounding so hard I wondered if he could hear it.

“Adrian, I-I want you to eat my-my pussy.” Immediately, I felt my cheeks heat.

“Fuck, my name sounds good on your lips.” He gently removed my panties and stared down at my glistening, bare pussy.

When he didn’t move, I put my hands down to cover myself, thinking something was wrong with me.

He let out a feral snarl and shoved my hands over my head, leveling himself over me in the process.

“You don’t cover yourself when you’re with me, butterfly. Do you understand? When I say I want to see you, I mean every fucking bit of you. Tell me you understand.”

“I understand,” I answered back, staring into his eyes.

He shifted, kicking his boxers off. My breathing picked up as he pressed down on me, his hot, thick cock dangerously close to breaching me.

“I’m going to fuck you one of these days,” he husked out. He ground himself against me, making a moan slip past my lips. He kept my arms pinned over my head as he continued to slowly grind against my pussy.

“Fuck, baby, I bet you feel like heaven,” he said, breathless. “I can’t wait to bury myself inside you and get lost.”

I moan softly as the feeling he was raining down on me grew. His lips met mine, and before long, I was pushing my hips upward to meet his dick.

Just when I thought I’d explode, he slowed to a stop. A whine of protest left me, making him chuckle darkly. He released my hands and slowly kissed his way down my body, lavishing my breasts as he went with sucks and kisses.

When he was at eye level with my pussy, he looked up at me, a smirk on his lips.

“I’m so hungry, baby. I’m going to fucking devour you.” And with those words, he dove in. I cried out as his tongue flicked against my swollen clit. I’d never felt anything like it in my life. He buried his face deeper into my pussy, his soft groans vibrating my hot center and only adding to the pleasure I felt.

He teased me with his fingers, slipping it in just a fraction of an inch before pulling out. It was driving me mad.

His tongue was a hurricane on my clit as he ate and sucked, flicking like a goddamn expert against the sensitive bundle of nerves. I fisted the blanket, my breathing ragged, my impending orgasm rearing its head.

This would be the first time I’d ever had one. I’d never explored myself before. Honestly, I hadn’t even known how, and I wanted my first time to be with someone I cared about.

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