Page 15 of Guardian of Misty Mountain

Adrian, however, has other plans.

He pulls out of my mouth with a pop and lifts me up into his arms. “You’re incredible, Amelia, but I want to be inside of you. Fuck that, Ineedto come inside your perfect pussy.”

Before I can respond, he captures my mouth in a frantic kiss, all teeth and tongue, and fire, while guiding me backward until my back hits the wall. He breaks the kiss to lift me up into his arms. My legs automatically wrap around his hips and I feel his hard cock rub up and down my slit.

“Yes,” I moan, grinding against him.

He growls but continues to slide his length through my folds, not penetrating me. His cock slides across my clit, winding that coil deep within tighter and tighter with each stroke.

Adrian's mouth roams over my neck, chest, nipples, and everywhere in between. The heat of his tongue and the sting of his teeth peppering my skin set my nerves on fire. My fingers tangle in his hair as I hold on for dear life.

Finally,finally,he thrusts his cock deep inside of me while biting down on my nipple. The coil snaps and I instantly come, pulsing and shaking in his arms. My scream is caught in my throat, I forget to breathe, and all I can do is drown in wave after wave of pleasure as it washes over me and leaks out from between my thighs.

“Love when you fall apart for me. So damn beautiful, love. You feel so good.” Adrian licks my neck and nibbles at my pulsepoint. I feel his lips brushing the shell of my ear. “Breathe, sweet girl. Take a breath for me.”

I drag air into my lungs, the oxygen pulling pleasure along with it while traveling into my bloodstream and coursing throughout my body. Adrian chuckles as he pulls my earlobe through his teeth.

“Fuck, you’re so sensitive. I love it. Love seeing you lost in pleasure.”

All I can do is moan at this point.

“I have to move, baby.”

With that, he pulls out and slams back into me, setting a punishing pace. His fingers tighten around my thighs as he holds me in place, pounding into me again and again. It hurts so fucking good, feeling his cock stretch me, his fingers bruise me, his teeth sink into me.

I tilt my head back and he covers my mouth with his, swallowing my cries in an all-consuming kiss. He rests his forehead on mine and grunts with each thrust of his hips. I didn’t think I had anything left in me, but I feel the pressure building again in my core, quickly overwhelming me as my legs start to shake.

What is this man doing to me?

Adrian pulls his head back enough to look me in the eyes. His blue gaze is so intense, but I can’t look away. “Come for me, Amelia. One more time, sweet girl, I need you to come.” I close my eyes as I reach the point of no return. “Eyes on me, Amelia. I want to watch your orgasm destroy you.”

I snap my eyes open right as pleasure overtakes my body. Adrian’s cock swells inside of me and explodes as another wave of pleasure vibrates through me, through him, through us, breathing, pulsing together as one.

“Fuck, Amelia, Amelia…” he chants my name over and over as the last of our orgasm slips away, dripping down between us.

The moment lasts forever. We never break eye contact, and I can see every emotion Adrian is feeling, just like I know he can see all of me in this moment, so raw and unfiltered.

Adrian sets me down, keeping one hand around my waist while his other hand goes behind me, bracing himself on the wall. We’re both still shaking, and it seems Adrian is about as unsteady as I am on my feet right now.

He tucks me into his chest, resting his forehead on the wall, covering me with his entire body like he's shielding me from everything outside of this moment. I place a gentle kiss on his chest before burying my head there and wrapping my arms around his waist.

Neither one of us says a word as we separate. Adrian grabs the body wash and pours some in his hand before rubbing it all over my body, taking in every curve with such reverence. I do the same to him, soaping up his chest and arms, taking time to memorize the contours of his body.

He turns the water off and dries me with a fluffy towel, then pauses to cup my face in his hands, gently wiping away tears with his thumbs. I didn't even know I was crying. I look into his sky-blue eyes and see such tenderness there, such depth. I try to look away but he turns my face back toward his.

“I felt it too, Amelia. That was…”

“Everything,” I finish for him.

He nods and rests his forehead on mine.

“Don’t hurt me,” I whisper.

“Never, sweet girl. Never.”

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ADRIAN

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