Page 51 of Summer Haze & Tokyo Craze

"Great." I thrust up again. She’d look gorgeous carrying my child, but I’ve had enough of raising kids.

But now that it’s settled, I reach for another pillow and put it under my shoulders, making it easier to lean forward and capture her nipple with my lips, tracing a broad path up her chest to her throat with my tongue, then blowing on the wet path to make her shiver.

“Adam!” she scolds me playfully and puts her hand on my face to stop me from doing it again.

Once she’s sure I won’t, she lets go, steadying herself on my shoulders as she starts to move her hips, and holy fucking shit, I'm in heaven.

All of my muscles turn into goo and I fall back into the mattress as she starts riding me, my hands steadying her by her hips, before they trace their way up, cupping her breasts.

God, the way they bounce as she moves, the way they lay heavy in my hand while she rides my cock.

Fuck, I'm in so much trouble. I let go of them, wanting to touch every single inch of her, find all the spots that make her sigh as happily and get her to come apart around my cock.

"Ahh-dam. Fu-uhck."

I love the way she moans my name, the way her fingers dig into my chest as she picks up her rhythm, chasing her high.

"You're so amazing," I whisper in a husky voice, reaching up to flick her nipple. "Come on, beautiful, take what you need. Come on my cock."

I reach between the two of us, my thumb finding her clit with ease, making her run her nails over my ribs and fingertips digging into my chest.

"Fuck! Almost there," she shouts and then her movements turn more erratic. Watching her so close to release, eyebrows scrunched together, face flush with need, has me almost there too.

My hands find her hip, digging into her soft skin as I drive myself upwards, meeting the movement of her hips with mine.

"Fuck yes," she shouts, and I can feel her tense, thighs squeezing my waist.

She's almost there. Fuck yes, because so am I. My hands guide her into a faster, rougher rhythm. The sound of skin slapping against skin makes an obscene sound in the room, the sound of our breaths, moans, and groans making the perfect mix.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." She starts cursing again and I know she’s about to come apart again. "I'm gonna come," she warns, and I nod fervently, reaching for her breasts.

"Do it, Sweetheart. Show me how pretty you look when you come on my cock.” Her curses become an incoherent whimper as she looks down at me, her wild hair hiding her face.

“Come on, Gorgeous.” I reach up and push a strand of her hair behind her ear. “Show me that pretty face of yours as you come."

She shakes her head, unable to answer anything besides incoherent whines and then she's there, contracting around me, collapsing on me as I continue to drive into her.

It doesn’t take me long until I’m there as well.

"Fuck." My hands fist her hair, roam over her back, then squeeze her ass as I continue to thrust into her, pressing my mouth against the side of her head.

"Almost there, Sweetheart," I mumble, groaning when another shudder runs through her and she squeezes my cock with her walls.

Fucking her like this is a difficult angle, but right now I'm so far gone, I don't give a flying fuck.

"Do it," she mumbles against my throat. "Come, Adam. Give it to me."

“Fuck. You feel so good, Beautiful.”

She rolls her hips, another contraction of her orgasm squeezing my cock and that's all it takes. I growl against her hair and dig my hands into the flesh of her ass as I come inside her, thrusting until every last drop of my cum is in her.

We stare at each other, trying to catch our breaths, and I reach up, pushing her hair behind her ears. She looks wild, freshly fucked, and so damned good. Like mine.

Lily starts to shiver when the AC hits her right on her back that’s covered in a sheen of sweat, and I reach for the covers,maneuvering it free from under us, then pulling it over the two of us, right as she lifts herself off me, my cock sliding out of her.

We look at each other wordlessly, my fingers drawing lazy patterns over her back and her pressing slow kisses against my throat, both speechless, until she starts to softly chuckle.

"That was..." she starts, then her eyes get that far-away look again before the corners of her mouth tug into a wide grin. "Something," she finishes.

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