Page 39 of Age of Shade

Christ, she’s so fucking eager. “You want me to come inside you?” I guess, my hips beginning to pulse in long, steady thrusts that make both of us groan.

She nods against the pillow, her eyes fluttering shut as her sweet pussy clutches greedily at my cock. “Yes please, daddy.”

No fucking problem.

“Touch your clit,” I growl, moving faster now, and the room is filled with the crude, wet noise of slapping skin all over again.

Adina obeys immediately, her lips parting in a long moan when that hand slips between her spread thighs. “Daddy, it feels good.”

Holy shit,I’m going to come so hard. There’s no holding it back, not anymore, but she needs to get there first. Every muscle in my body is strung tight to keep myself from blowing too soonand, desperately, my hand comes down on her ass in a sharp slap.

Apparently, that’s all my girl needs to send her over the edge.

Adina finishes with a loud sob, her cunt clamping down, and I couldn’t pull out even if I wanted to. She’s got me locked down, and all I can do is fall forward over her as my orgasm crashes over me like a wave.

I doubt I’ve ever come so much. It goes on forever, long spurts of cum pouring out of me and filling her. This is incredible—sheis incredible—and I’m fucking addicted. Even when the last of the pleasure fades away and my cock is softening, I still don’t pull out.

Instead, I fall to the side, curling myself around her back and showering reverent kisses over the damp skin of her shoulder. “Fuck.” I groan, loving the intimacy of being connected to her, and also the idea of my cock keeping all that cum inside her.

Adina hums, arching her back so her ass is resting snugly in my lap, sealing us together. “That was amazing. I’m officially a big fan of sex.”

I chuckle, my hand finding the soft warmth of her breast and cradling it against my palm. “It’s not like that every time, angel. Don’t get any ideas.”

For fuck’s sake, I’m the one who mentioned it, yet hot licks of jealousy are still rising inside me.

“No worries.” She reaches back over her shoulder to play with my hair. “I have a thing for cute, glasses-wearing dentists who are sweet to me every hour of the day, except when we’re naked.”

“That’s very specific.”

Adina hums in happy agreement. “Are you complaining?”

Hah.

“How do you feel?” My hand moves from her breast down to her lower belly, pressing into the soft skin beneath her bellybutton. Adina sighs happily, squirming in my lap.

“Sore.” Instantly, I move to draw back, but her hand clamps down on my arm, stopping me. “No, don’t. I like having you inside me.”

I swallow as heat begins to settle at the base of my spine again. “I’m going to get hard again. If you’re too sore…”

She still doesn’t release my arm, but we both relax, settling back into the mattress as the old radiator beneath the window clanks noisily to life. Outside, fluffy snowflakes are settling on the windowsill. Despite the intensity of everything she told me and the frantic hunger of the sex we just had, I’ve never felt more at peace.

The things I learned about her past are horrible, yet the fact she overcame it makes me even more in love with her. She’s incredible, and now I know she wants the same things that I do. We have time, all the time in the world, and I don’t have to hide how I feel about her anymore. Adina doesn’t know it yet, but I’ve just made it my life’s mission to make sure she never feels alone or unloved ever again.

“You know,” I muse, reaching behind me to pull a blanket over us both. “I don’t think we ever settled the results of the favorite food search.”

Adina sighs wistfully, turning her head to kiss the arm I have slipped under her. “Ilovedthose tacos.”

“Those were the first thing you tried! You can’t pick the first thing, Adina,” I object playfully, my fingers dancing threateningly over her side. She giggles, squirming a little, and my cock throbs. The slight movement is enough to make heat prickle through my abdomen.

Goddamn, that was fast.

“I picked you on the first try,” she reminds me coyly.

Damn right, she did.

My hand slips down to press against her lower belly, holding her firmly in place. I want her to feel exactly what she does to me.

“You have the most beautiful body, angel,” I murmur, ghosting my lips over her bare shoulder. “These curves…”

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