Page 72 of Vital Blindside

ADAM

My cock has never been so hard. Hell, the slightest breeze from the AC has me throbbing in my underwear.

Scarlett lies in front of me, splayed out and bare on my bed. The image of her like this would have been enough to invoke such a carnal desperation inside of me on its own, but after just watching her hit a high so powerful she nearly soaked a towel, I’m barely holding on to my sanity.

“Promises, promises,” she whispers, staring at the near-painful erection stretching the material of my boxers.

I arch a brow and palm my cock, stifling a groan at the promise of relief. “Your sarcasm is going to get you in trouble one day.”

Her lips twitch. I pull the towel out from beneath her and toss it to the side. Dropping my hand, I move my face between her legs, licking her from bottom to top, not able to stop myself. Her taste explodes on my tongue, and I lap at her again and again until her fingers are threaded in my hair, urging me back.

“I need you inside of me, Adam. Now.”

“Needy girl,” I chastise lightly, flicking her clit with my tongue in punishment. “I haven’t had my fill of you yet.”

I swirl my tongue around her opening and slip it inside as she gasps, “Please. Please just fuck me.”

Hearing her beg is enough for me. I pull back and frantically shove my boxers down. I’m reaching into my bedside drawer to grab a condom when she wraps her fingers around my wrist, stopping me.

“I’m good. I haven’t had sex in a long time, and I was tested on the team. I’ve had an IUD for years.”

“I haven’t been with anyone for a long time. And I was tested after the last time I was. Are you sure it’s okay without one? I’m happy to wear one.” Even if the idea of being inside of her with no barrier makes my cock grow impossibly harder.

Scarlett nods and pulls on my wrist, bringing me back to her. I settle between her legs, so close to being inside of her yet still too far, and take her thighs in my hands before using my grip to yank her toward me. We’re so close I can feel the heat of her pussy trying to draw me inside.

Her breasts bounce with the movement, and I bite my tongue to hold back how much I enjoyed that. In a tight grip, I take my cock in my hand and slowly stroke it as she watches with laser focus. Her tongue wets her lips, and I groan, low and long.

“Fuck, baby. I want your mouth around me so bad. You want that too, don’t you? My cock in your mouth? On your tongue?”

Her eyes spark. “I do.”

I watch her push up on her hands before reaching one out toward me and pushing mine away. She drags a single fingernail up the entire length of me, and I shiver, my eyes rolling back.

“You’re bigger than anyone I’ve ever been with,” she admits, almost in awe as she wraps her fingers around my thick cock.

“You can’t say stuff like that to me right now,” I grunt.

I nearly lose it when she starts to line me up with her pussy and presses the tip to her slick flesh. Meeting her lust-blown gaze, I start to slowly push inside, careful not to hurt her as she stretches around me.

She keeps her fingers around me until I bottom out. Only then does she pull her hand back and place it on my shoulder, grounding me.

“You don’t feel real,” I choke out.

Her silk walls flutter around me, squeezing me so tight it only makes holding on to my self-control that much harder.

I want to pound into her so hard she screams my name for the entire fucking world to hear. I want to claim her as mine and keep her here for the rest of her life. She turns me into a barbarian, yet I don’t hate it.

“I’m real. You’re real. This is real,” she whispers.

There’s something in her eyes that steals my breath, something that shifts the world around us until I’m on unsteady ground.

Scarlett reaches for me with her other hand and grips me like I’m the rope keeping her from drifting out to sea. She squeezes her eyes shut when I pull out and thrust back inside of her hard enough for the headboard to smack the wall.

“God, yes,” she sighs, tossing her head back.

I move up her body and rest my hands on either side of her head before falling to my forearms. Our lips brush, and I thrust again, this time hearing the way her breath skips and feeling her heart thump inside her chest.

“You’re mine, Scarlett. When are you going to accept that?”

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