Adrian's Wrath (18 page)

His cock was hard and he pulled her panties aside, sliding against her moist folds. With each thrust of his hips against her pussy, she felt her clit swell. He bent his knees and positioned the tip of his erection at the entrance of her pussy. In one quick move he buried himself inside of her. Adrian was hot and hard and filled her to the brim.

“Have I told you lately how good you feel surrounding me, pretty girl?” His lips skimmed along the shell of her ear. He used the wall behind her as leverage as he started to pump in and out of her. “Have I also told you that you feel incredible without anything in our way?” Another sharp thrust into her. “So tight and wet. So hot and perfect.” One more thrust. “Being inside of you will be the death of me, baby.”

She let her head fall back against the wall. The feel of the rough scrape of brick against her back heightened the pleasure of his thick cock shoving in and out of her. Brea held on to his shoulders with white knuckles as Adrian brought them both closer and closer to easing the tightly strung tension inside of them. She had decided to go on the pill for two reasons. One, she wasn’t ready for a baby, not when she had so much work to do on herself. Two, she didn’t want a barrier blocking her from Adrian.

“Squeeze me, baby,” Adrian groaned. She clamped her inner muscles around him and they both let out a harsh breath. “Oh, God, baby. Please tell me you’re close because I can’t hold off for much longer.”

She could hear the sound of people talking right behind the steel door. It was exhilarating and had her orgasm coming fast and hard. “I’m right there,” she breathed. As soon as the words left her mouth he slammed inside of her hard. She came hard and let her head lean against the crook of his neck. Her teeth found his throat and she bit down, trying to muffle her cries of pleasure. Adrian followed right after her, and she felt the hot spurt of his cum fill her. He swelled even further as he found his own release
. Never had she felt so intimately close with someone, but with Adrian she felt bare to him, laid out heart and soul.

He stayed buried inside of her for several long seconds before finally pulling out and helping her to stand. She let her head rest on his chest and listened to the steady drum of his heart as it returned to a more normal rhythm.

“I love you, Brea.”

She smiled against his chest, knowing she would never get tired of hearing him say it. “I love you, too.” There would never be a day that went by that she wouldn’t tell him those words. She had spent too much of her life not
feeling
. Adrian bent down and kissed her, soft and sweet. It brought a good kind of pain to her chest.

“Come on, pretty girl. Let’s go home.”

Yes, home. She was finally going home.

THE END

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