Page 24 of The Four Leaf

My body lays in the direct center, my head a foot from the edge while my knees hang off the other end. He towers over me, his dark gaze lighting a path down my body. I physically feel it when his eyes linger on a spot too long. It’s as though he’s committing me to memory; every dip, freckle, and curve.

I love it. I love that there’s no part of me that feels self-conscious, or nervous of his inspection. He’s my best friend. He’s seen me at my absolute worst and still told me I was beautiful. Still made mefeelbeautiful. It’s one of the many things he’s done to make me love him.

Adrian leans forward, pressing a kiss to my forehead as though he heard my thoughts. It causes the butterflies to take flight, the small moment of affection slicing through everything else and making me melt.

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this,” he whispers, running a hand down my waist.

“Not as long as me.”

His eyes flash to me, a storm raging in the irises. “Biggest mistake of my life was not kissing you that day.”

My eyes close, a burn radiating across the brim while my heart pinches, but he doesn’t let me sit with the ache. Instead, he lifts my hands above my head and digs in his pocket for a switchblade.

He flips it open and stabs it through the center of the fabric, locking me in place. My chest heaves up and down as I watch him move down the rest of my body. Within a minute, my bra, jeans, and lace panties are thrown to the floor, disappearing in a thick patch of clovers.

Fully at his mercy, and exposed completely, Adrian’s gaze takes on a hungry one. He returns to my mouth, kissing me greedily. I arch into him, lust expanding and forcing everything else to the wayside as I feel his erection through his jeans.

He lets my lips go, trailing his down my neck. He sucks in bits of skin on his way, nipping and biting with varying force. I yelp and moan, shift and writhe, the wood beneath me creating a rough type of friction. The pain and pleasure combine, covering my vision with stars from the delirium.

He sucks one of my nipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue before clamping down on the soft flesh.

“Adrian!” I scream, my body quivering from need. “Please.”

He ignores my whimpers and moves down, his teeth grazing over my hip and to one side of my thigh. “You’re so fucking gorgeous, and I…” he trails off, falling to his knees. “Am fuckingstarving.”

In one rough motion, I spread her legs wide open. Her cries of need fuel me on as I press my face between her thighs and take an insatiable inhale.

She smells so damn good. Like her scent was made for me to hunt.To find. To own.My cock somehow hardens further at the thought, pressing painfully into my jeans.

Unable to withstand another minute not tasting her, I lick her from entrance to clit, a deep groan rumbling my chest as she coats my tongue. She’s soaked. Her pussy is covered in her want, and trembling with need.

My beast longs to be released from his cage, but in fear of doing too much, too soon, I continue to keep a steady pace. It isn’t soft and tentative, but also isn’t all teeth and tight holds.

She tries to close her legs around my head, but I grab her thighs, spreading her more, as I continue to fuck her with my tongue. It doesn’t take long before she’s teetering on the edge, her nerves already so worked up from her first run, she’s in need of release.

One of my hands disappears from her thigh, and my finger plunges into her warm cunt. She moans at the intrusion, her back arching off the stump as she presses herself closer to my face.

“Needy little prey, aren’t you?” I chuckle against her clit before sucking it into my mouth.

This time, she yelps, the bite of pain being exactly what she needed. Her walls begin fluttering, gripping my fingers with her impending orgasm. And it’s then I decide.

I make a promise to myself to take my time with her later, to worship her how she deserves. But for now, I want to completely devour her, imprint myself on every inch of her beautiful skin, and own every orgasm she ever has.

Yanking myself from her body, I grab her by the waist. A despairing little whimper escapes her as I carefully, but quickly, flip her over, turning it into a gasp, and watch as the blade tilts when the fabric twists with the move.

My hands grab onto her hips, hard, forcing her to pull her knees up on the stump, which puts her ass in the perfect position.

The deep primal satisfaction at seeing her like this takes over, and the urge to breech that tight ring of muscle is almost overbearing as I shove my fingers back into her shining pussy. I fuck her with my digits until she’s back on the edge, her body nearly convulsing around me.

“Come for me, love,” I command, twisting my finger to hit her G-spot.

“Adrian!”When she cries out my name, I begin circling her clit with my thumb while bending to bite into the soft flesh of her ass, sending her tumbling into the abyss. Her walls grip onto my fingers in the waves of her orgasm, while my free hands work quickly to unbuckle my pants and free my throbbing erection. I stroke myself as I let her ride it out, but when the last clench of her pussy is weak, I line the head up to her entrance and slip my fingers out.

“Alright, Sam. Play time’s over,” I tell her just before I slam inside.

Isaw how big Adrian was while watching him in the shower. I thought because I was aware, I could anticipate how he’d feel. Butnothing,not even my orgasm still dripping down my thighs, could have helped me accommodate his size when he drives into me.

I suck in a sharp breath, my toes curling as he slides out and plunges back in. My nails nearly break from gripping into the stump as he stretches me, filling me to the hilt. He does this again and again, wild groans and strangled breaths pouring into the air around us, accompanied by my stifled whimpers.

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