AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Desire tingled in my veins, making it hard to think straight. Her body was this beautifully designed masterpiece that I got to explore and become lost in. She hummed in satisfaction when my fingers grazed over a particularly sensitive spot near her collarbone, and the sound sent a jolt of arousal coursing through me.
She tugged at my pants impatiently, her movements growing increasingly frantic. Her fingers were hot and insistent against my hip bone as she worked to unbutton and unzip them.
“I need you inside me,” she said.
I shivered as her voice rang through the silent room. I helped her with my jeans, then worked to get rid of hers. She lifted her legs, allowing me easier access. I raked my fingertips down her skin as she moaned my name.
My hand reached between us, finding the slick heat of arousal at her core. Her hips bucked against my touch, a soft moan escaping her lips as I slipped one finger inside of her. She was so wet for me. Her body welcomed me with a hungry groan, and I could feel how ready she was for this.
"Adriana," I breathed, my voice thick with need. She arched into my touch, encouraging me to go deeper. Slowly but surely, I pushed another finger inside of her tight heat, and she bit her bottom lip to stifle a cry of pleasure. My thumb found her clit, circling it expertly as I thrust in and out of her slowly.
Her nails dug into my shoulders as we moved together, her body undulating against mine in a rhythm that matched the pounding of my heart. Eyes closed tightly, she tilted her hips up to meet me, begging for more. "Please..." she whispered against my neck, and I knew what she needed.
Withdrawing carefully, I positioned myself at her entrance before pushing slowly inside of her. “Fuck, you’re tight,” I whispered into her ear.
She was tight and warm, welcoming me in with every breath she took. She whimpered softly as I filled her, wrapping her legs around my waist to draw me in deeper. The connection was electric, sending sparks skittering across my skin.
"Tristan," she gasped, her eyes fluttering open to meet mine. In the dim light, they glowed with a fiery intensity that left me breathless. For a moment, we were completely still, soaking in the raw, vulnerable intimacy of the moment.
“That feel good?”
“Yes,” she said. “So good.”
She met my every stroke with a hunger that matched my own, her nails digging into my skin as she wrapped herself tighter around me. The bed rocked beneath us, the old wooden frame creaking against the onslaught. She tilted her head back, moaning softly, sparking my arousal higher. My lips found her neck, kissing and biting at the soft skin until she trembled beneath me. I could feel her getting closer; her body tightened around me, her breath hitched in anticipation.
"Tristan…I'm close," she breathed, her voice quaking with pleasure. Her fingers tightened their grip on my arms as waves of ecstasy were winding tighter and tighter within her.
I moved a little faster inside her, anchoring her to the bed with the weight of my body. My lips locked onto hers, swallowing her gasps as I plunged deeper. "Come for me, love.”
She clung to me as the first waves hit. I could feel her unraveling beneath me, her body contracting against mine in a delicious tightness that edged me closer to my own climax. Her soft cries were swallowed by the kiss, her nails raking over my back in a sweet agony that pushed me over the edge.
With a final, desperate thrust, I was falling over the edge with her, the world narrowing down to Adriana, her name falling from my lips like a litany. The heat of our bodies tangled together was intoxicating, our breaths panting out in unison.
She clung to me as we rode out the aftershocks of our climax. Our bodies heaved with each breath, our skin slick with sweat, the once pristine sheets beneath us crumpled and soaked. I collapsed beside her, pulling her spent body against mine.
Her head rested on my chest as she traced aimless patterns on my torso, her fingers still trembling. “Thanks for that,” she said.
“Will it help you sleep?”
She nodded. “Yeah. I’m sure it’ll help both of us.”
I propped myself up on one elbow and watched her, my gaze trailing down her nude body, taking in the glow of her skin under the dim light. Her eyes were half-closed, her dark lashes casting long, feathery shadows on her cheeks. She looked so serene, so content.
"Adriana," I started, my voice barely above a whisper. She turned to look at me, her hazel gaze meeting mine. "I'd do anything for you."
Her lips curled into a smile. “Including letting me sleep?”
"Especially letting you sleep." I chuckled, brushing a stray hair back from her face. She turned into my touch, closing her eyes as she nuzzled against my palm.
Her breathing steadied, the rise and fall of her chest rhythmic against mine. Each breath was a soft gust against my skin, each sigh a whisper against my heart. The silence enveloped us in its comforting cocoon, broken only by the distant murmurings of the city outside the window.
I fell asleep too.
Wrapped around each other, our bodies a tangle of limbs, we succumbed to the deep darkness of sleep. The world outside our little sanctuary continued its rhythmic dance, but for us, time had stopped. It was just Adriana and me, wrapped up in a cocoon of warmth and intimacy, the lingering aftershocks of our passion still thrumming in our veins.
A soft sigh escaped her lips, her breath ghosting over my skin and making me shiver even in the heat of our tangled bodies. Her fingers traced idle patterns on my chest, their touch feather-light but enough to keep me grounded in the beautiful reality that she was here with me.
We must have slept for a while, because her phone buzzing on my nightstand woke me up.
