I don’t waste another second, my mouth swallowing down what I can of him, then letting a hand work over what I can’t.
I feel Adam’s entire body flinch. His head tilts back as he drags out a “Fuck.”
Yep, I loved that. Pushing myself a little deeper, I choke slightly, and Adam’s hand comes up to my ponytail, pushing me down gently. “That’s it, choke on it, Mia. Get it nice and wet.”
God, I’ll tell you, I’ve never particularly been a fan of giving blow jobs. The idea feels more like a chore, but at the sight of Adam, my mouth watered… Now, with his hand wrapped tightly around my hair and his words—I could do this every day.
Dipping back down, I go until I choke again, Adam hardens in my mouth, and I feel this twitch in his muscle on his thighs. When I come back up, I let my hand take over and spit on his tip, then bring it down with my hand.
Locking my eyes on him, his head falls back again in pleasure. “Shit, that’s my good girl.”
I swear, I feel his words in my core. My mouth is back on him again.
I need more of those praises.
Adam leans up, sending him farther back than I’ve taken him, and I almost panic, but breathing in and out of my nose, I calm myself.
I feel my bra snap and it goes loose on my shoulders. “Let me see those gorgeous tits, Mia.”
Sliding it off, an idea comes to me. Adjusting on my knees, I lean up, pressing his cock in between my breasts. “Like this?”
I spit down on his length again then slide my body up and down slowly.
Adam growls another “Fuck,” and I feel that one in my pussy. I’m torn between needing more of this power to drive him crazy and have him give me an orgasm that will absolutely change my brain chemistry.
I get a few more bounces up and down his length before his hands grip my arms. “Baby, I’m about to break you.”
“Good.” I hold his gaze, then the worst realization hits me. “Shit, condom?”
A corner of his mouth tilts up. “In my pocket.”
“Ah, Adam Reyer.” Letting go of my boobs, I rifle around on the floor for his pants. “Were you hoping to get lucky tonight?” Finding the foil, I rip it open, giving him a very playful grin.
“Maybe,” he admits, then gestures to the condom in my hand. “Put it on.”
Taking his length back in my hand, I work him over a few times just for the fun of it. I take it back in my mouth to get a few more moans from him, but when he tugs on my ponytail, I pop off and put the condom on with a smile on my face.
I barely get it all the way down before he’s standing up from the couch and picking me up in his arms. “Hold on tight for a second.”
I raise an eyebrow but when I feel his hands move, I wrap my arms around his neck and squeeze my thighs around his waist. “Adam—” I get cut off with the sound of fabric tearing and my underwear being pulled off. “Did you just rip?—”
“They were in my way.” Adam’s mouth captures mine. His tip sits at my entrance and being the brat that I am, I do what I can manage by moving my hips. One hand tightly grips my ass while the other yanks out my ponytail. “You ready? I’ll ease in slow at first.”
The demand for him to go right in is on the tip of my tongue. I was promised a breaking, and that’s what I want, but when he doesn’t sit us back on the couch or make moves for the floor, it hits me that he’s about to hold me up while he lowers me down on his cock.
At the first few inches, I nip at his lip while I kiss him. A couple more and my nails are digging into his back.
“Shit, Mia, you feel so good,” Adam groans.
A shiver runs down my spine, and I somehow manage to breathe out, “More.” God knows he’s not all the way in yet.
Adam’s small laugh vibrates against my neck and while I wait for more of his deliciously dirty words in my ear, he drops me the rest of the way down.
Getting all of him has my body tensing entirely. My nails dig in deeper as I breathe through the shock. Leaning back slightly, I meet his dark golden eyes. “Now, move.”
This wicked smirk comes to his face, and just as quickly as he lifts my entire body back up, he drops me right back down.
Words continue to fall out of my head every time he repeats the movement. I knew from looking at him the very first time that he could throw me around in the bedroom, but this—the reality feels fucking amazing.
