“Adam! Oh my god, Adam!”
I doubled down on my efforts and held her middle in place when she let out a long moan, then shuddered around my head.
“That’s it, baby. Come on my face like a good girl.”
When her body stopped lurching, I pulled my cock from my jeans and thrust inside her quivering pussy.
“Oh, fuck yes!” I snarled as I pumped in and out of her.
Lainey lifted her hips and her pretty cunt contracted around my cock as she cried out, “Adam! Oh my god! I—I’m coming again!”
I gripped her hips and jackhammered inside her.
If someone had offered me a million dollars not to come right then, I still wouldn’t have been able to keep from spurting deep inside her heat. She felt so fucking good.
I dropped my forehead next to her shoulder and mumbled, “Holy shit, woman. What the fuck did you just do to me?” as I gasped for breath.
Her chest rose up and down, and she sputtered, “I could ask you the same thing. I’ve never donethatbefore.”
That made me lift my head and look down at her face.
“Never?”
“No.”
I wanted to beat my chest for being the first to make her have multiple orgasms. Instead, I dipped my head to kiss her neck and murmur against her skin, “Oh, then we’re definitely trying that again.”
Chapter Thirty-Five
Lainey
Kristy walked in the kitchen, pulled an apron from the hook on the wall, and paused before slipping it over her head to stare at me.
“Why are you smiling?”
“What? I’m not smiling.”
She put the apron on, then reached behind her to tie the strings.
“Yeah, you are.” Her eyes narrowed, and she whisper-shouted, “You got laid!”
“Oh my gosh! Shush!” I glanced around, like I was expecting the morality police, or worse, the town biddies, to be listening in the corner. “Okay, I may have had sex a few times since I last saw you.”
This time she didn’t even try to whisper. “A few times?”
“Yes, a few times!”
“It was with that sexy friend of Shawn’s huh? I told you he was into you! I’m so proud of you!”
“You cannot tell anyone! Oh good lord, if this got out… Granny O’Brien would try to have me thrown in jail or something.”
She pulled a hairnet from the box on the shelf next to the hooks and put it on.
“Well, this isn’t the Middle Ages. Having sex isn’t against the law, and no one is going to make you wear a big scarlet A on your chest. But, your secret is safe with me. I promise.”
“Thank you, I appreciate it!”
“So, based on your smile, I’m guessing it was amazing.”