Page 139 of Adam
My cum is on her stomach, trailing lazily down her sides, and she hasn’t even moved to wipe it off. Her eyes are half-lidded, watching me like she’s not sure what just hit her.
I know exactly what hit me.
Her first time. Every sound she made, every look she gave me, seared into my brain like a brand. I’ve had her once and it’s already not enough. I’m not done.
My body is still wired, still greedy, still tuned to hers like I never left it.
Fucking hell. I should pull back, clean her up, give her space. But I’m still hovering like a horny teenage boy, still hungry, still way too gone to pretend I’m fine.
“You’re staring,” she says quietly.
“Yeah.” No point denying it.
Her lips twitch. “Why?”
“Because I already miss being inside you.”
That makes her breath hitch.
“It didn’t hurt?” I ask.
She shakes her head. “Only a little. At first.”
I nod, watching the way her fingers trace over my chest, staring at me.
“And now?”
She hesitates. “Now it just feels good.”
That does something to me. My hand’s still resting on her thigh, and she shifts under it. Her hips tilt, barely, but enough to touch my already hard cock.
I groan without meaning to. “Don’t do that.”
She stills, her lips slightly parted, eyes wide with surprise.
I press my forehead to hers, mouth brushing the corner of her lips, breathing her in like I haven’t already filled every inch of her.
“Unless you want me to fuck you again.”
She doesn’t say a word, and that’s all the permission I need.
I push back in, dragging the full length of my cock through her tight, soaked pussy, and fuck me, she’s still so warm. Still so good.
“You feel that?” I murmur, mouth brushing hers. “Still gripping me like you never want me to leave.”
She gasps and clutches my shoulders. My cock thickens inside her, getting hard again way too fast, and yeah—this is happening.
“You drive me fucking crazy,” I tell her, kissing her once. “You let me break you open like that, and your body’s already begging for more.”
She nods, whimpering, desperately moving her hips to mine.
That’s my girl.
I groan as I start to fuck her again. Slow and deep strokes at first, taking my time. Her legs wrap around my waist, trying to keep me there.
Like she needs me.
I look down at her, and it hits me all over again.
