Her long, ivory-skinned body lay before him. The lean muscles of her legs and abdomen were visible in the evening light, her small pert breasts with the rosy-red nipples begging for attention. He kneeled beside her, taking in the vision before him, and for the first time, Fiona saw Adam… all of him.
“Holy shite!” she whispered.
Adam looked down at his cock and arched a proud eyebrow at her. He knew he was big. He was an easy eight inches, but his girth was huge and something women often complained of. Of course, that was after they had their fill of him literally.
“Like what you see, Fiona?” he asked.
“I, uh, I like but I’m not sure I can…” she trailed off, her fingers brushing the wet tip.
“Let me worry about that,” he said, plying her knees apart.
Adam let his long, beautiful fingers enter Fiona. She was so hot and wet he nearly blew right there on her stomach. She responded so beautifully for him, arching her body toward him as his fingers scissored inside her.
“Adam!” she gasped. She could hear the wetness of her body on his fingers as he moved, and her body convulsed from desire. Kneeling between her thighs, Adam pushed her legs further apart and touched his head to her drenched center.
“Open for me, baby. Breathe, just relax and breathe,” he said, grimacing.
He tried to take it slow, not just drive into Fiona, but she was so fucking wet, wet and tight. Damn! He inched forward, and she gasped again, arching her body upwards. He settled her with soft soothing kisses, stroking her cheek. Moving very slowly, he inched forward again.
Fiona felt the burning and stretching of her body with every movement Adam made. She had never felt anything like this. Adam was so large she thought she might split in two. It was as if she were losing her virginity again.
Adam kissed Fiona tenderly and then moved forward again, a gasp escaping between his lips as the heat circled him. Slowly, painfully he inched forward.
“Relax, baby, breathe. I’m here, just relax,” he cooed.
Fiona couldn’t help herself. She reached for Adam and pulled his head down, taking his mouth forcefully, tasting his tongue and lips. It was the signal Adam needed; he plunged into Fiona and stilled as his balls slapped against her wet pussy.
Fiona’s breath caught in her throat as she felt Adam’s massive cock invade her body. Her breathing was heavy, and she waited, adjusting to the girth of Adam. A single tear slid down her cheek, and Adam licked the salty liquid.
“Are you okay?” he asked, guilt assailing him.
“Better than okay,” she smiled. “I’ve never felt anything like this.”
Adam kissed her nose, then her mouth, trailing kisses down her jaw and back to her sweet lips. She relaxed and started to move against him, her body taking control, and he allowed it. She moved faster and faster, her body melting into his own. Fiona lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist, linking her ankles.
Adam was so close, but he needed to see her let go, to feel her shudder with passion against him.
“Adam…”
“Let go, baby, let it go,” he said as she cried out against his body.
Fiona moaned as her body plunged into euphoria, her limbs shuddering around him, the clenching of her walls sending him over the edge. It was too late when she realized they hadn’t used protection.
“Adam…”
“Fiona…”
They both smiled and gave a breathy giggle.
“We didn’t use protection,” she said.
“I know. I was thinking the same thing,” he said, resting his forehead against hers. “Are you on the pill?” he asked hopefully.
“No. It makes me sick. I was taking the shot, but I forgot this month.”
He looked at her face, the concern and fear etched there. Fucking hell! What did it matter? He was falling for Fiona, and if he had his way, she would return to America with them.
“It’s okay,” he said, kissing her. “It will all be okay.”