Page 50 of Summer Haze & Tokyo Craze

“Fuck yes, Adam. More.”

My eyes are transfixed on her throat as she throws her head back and bares it, pushing her boobs higher when I add a third finger. I can't help but lean down and suck a spot at the side of her neck.

"Fucking magnificent," I mumble against her throat and gently nip at her skin.

She tugs at my hair until our faces align.

“So fucking beautiful,” I whisper against her lips. “Now I’ll always think of this when you blush.”

“Shut up,” she giggles and tries to hide her face behind her hands, but I quickly grab her wrist and pin it to the bed next to her head, leaning down to capture her lips in a sloppy, heated kiss, picking up my pace.

My fingers find a quicker rhythm, thrusting in and out of her, curving in an attempt to find that sweet spot insider her and spreading to prepare her for me.

When my thumb finds her clit, and I start to lick a path down her throat to her breasts, her soft moans change to whimpers, a beautiful sound in the otherwise silent room.

"Adaah-m."

Her wrist wriggles in my hold and I let it go, her hand immediately flying to my back and her fingers digging into my shoulders.

I love the way my name falls from her lips, adore the way she arches into my touch like she can’t get enough.

"So fucking gorgeous," I whisper against her skin before I give her nipple a little flick with my tongue. "Why don't you come for me, beautiful?"

Her mouth pops open, but before she can form a word, I feel her tense and quicken my pace, and with a rough stroke of my thumb over her clit, she comes apart with a scream, nails digging into my shoulders and dragging their way down my back, without a doubt leaving their marks on me.

She can mark me all she wants.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, hell fucking yes." Like a chant, the words fall from her lips until she runs out of breath as she comes apart.

Her warm walls close in around my fingers, sucking them in as her back arches, teeth burying into her lip. I lean forward to capture it with mine, gently tugging on it as she moans and thrashes through her orgasm until the shaking subsides.

For a moment, we look at each other, faces so close I can see the grey specks in her otherwise blue eyes and feel her breath fanning over my skin.

"You going to stay halfway off the bed?" she asks with a raised eyebrow, still struggling to catch her breath. Chuckling,I scoot the both of us up the bed until we lie next to each other. It never even crossed my mind to stop and change position.

We lay on our sides and I run my hand through her hair as she tries to calm her breath, her face still flushed and a happy glint in her eyes. Then it suddenly changes into mischief.

"Are you-" I start asking, but before I can finish my question, she pushes my shoulder back until I'm on my back and climbs into my lap.

"Fuck," I groan and reach for her thighs, giving them a gentle squeeze.

“Need you, Adam,” she sighs, her voice not louder than a whisper. She reaches for my cock that’s been hard and ready for her even before she let her dress fall to the ground and sinks down on it, slowly getting used to my ‘not too shabby’ size.

I bite my grin. That woman.

I feel her relax around me, and when she sighs happily as I experimentally move my hips, I know she’s ready.

"Fuck, Sweetheart.” Then I still, digging my fingers into her thighs and cursing myself out internally. “Beautiful, stop. Are you on birth control?"

She stills as soon as the word ‘stop’ falls from my lips, her whole body freezing and slowly lifting her head to look at me with wide eyes, then she nods.

"Yes. Sorry," she quickly says and shakes her head. "I didn't—"

I thrust up in lieu of an answer, making her curse under her breath and lean her hands on my chest.

"I'm clean," I assure her quickly, laying one of my hands over hers. “I got tested after my last… encounter.” God, this topic is so unsexy. But worth it when she shoots me a thankful smile and nods, fervently, making her damp hair fall into her face.

"Me too."

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