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Adalee
“We chose each other.It just took me awhile to trust you wouldn’t hurt me,” I confess.
Hagan’s caramel eyes sparkle and the smirk on his face disappears as he turns serious. “Never. I’m a loyal fuck. Trust me, Adalee. I’m all-in.”
Hot lava unfurls in my core as he kisses me passionately, moving our bodies like a rowing machine. Then changing it up where he lifts me up and down, smacking our bodies together. His mouth stays attached to a part of me at all times. My chest in his face and there’s no room between us. I climb so high to a place I’ve never been before. I’ve given myself plenty of orgasms, but those were sparklers, these are fireworks so large and bright, they’re blinding.
The strength of his hands holds me in place as he pumps against me. I fall on his shoulder as my arousal coats him and his legs. But he’s not done. He squeezes my chest against him and a visceral growl rumbles from deep in his chest. He lifts me up off his shaft and proceeds to fist himself as he comes all over his stomach.
Mesmerized by his glistening hard torso, I say, “That’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.” I run my hands through it and smear it on his chest, playing with it like it’s finger paint. “I can’t believe you’re mine.”
His hands caress my skin. They’re everywhere as he lets me come to terms with losing my virginity. “Believe it, but your first time should have been in a bed and romantic.” His eyes shoot downward.
I want to run my fingers through his hair but now they have sticky cum on them. Instead, I tilt his chin up. “No. my first time was with someone that cares about me. It wasn’t planned out which helped my nerves. It just happened and it was A-MAZ-ING. Plus, you told me you would give me a second chance.”
He stands up, carrying me, but then throws me over his shoulder and smacks my butt. “I love your hard ass. It’s fucking sexy. I think we need to shower. You made a mess.”
I can’t see his face, but his backside is smiling up at me with the dimples in his lower back and his full butt cheeks. “Me, you’re the one who…”
He takes the stairs two at a time, holding me like I’m a towel strewn over his shoulder. I’m not heavy but I’m a hundred five pounds of muscle. My abdomen bounces against his shoulder causing me to giggle.
When we reach his room, he opens the bathroom door, strolls in, and turns the water on. I look in the mirror at my long brown hair hanging to his knees. But more intriguing is the outline of his shoulder, back and butt. He’s not obsessed with working out, yet his body is a live sculpture.
Hagan slides me down the hard planes of his chest as he opens the glass shower door. I was in here once before but alone. Suddenly, I feel self-conscious. As if he senses it, he pulls me close once again. The water beats hard against his back, shielding me.
The clear orbs sit in his thick hair, and I can’t believe I’m the person that this man wants. I’m fairly flat in the boob department. I have zero experience in the sexual department so I’m not going to blow his mind.
“Don’t,” he rasps while barely moving his head from left to right.
I swallow as I look into his translucent golden brown eyes. “What?”
“Don’t second guess that you’re everything I want.” He rasps, “Because that’s exactly what you are—everything.”
He reaches out, his hand brushing softly against my cheek. His heat radiates through my skin, and I shiver in anticipation. He looks deep into my eyes, and I see truth in his gaze.
Expectation builds in my spine as he devotes all of his energy on my mouth. It’s soft but hungry. I walk into him making him step back so the shower rains down us. Tiny orbs turning into streams creaking and trailing down our bodies.
This is beyond anything I’ve dreamed. Sure, I’ve read about it, but Ginger told me that she and Joe took a shower, and it wasn’t all it’s cracked up to be. She said they couldn’t find the right angle and it wasn’t slippery enough. The water hindered him from staying hard.
Maybe we’re just going to kiss. God, please tell me what to do.
Nope. There is nothing right about asking God to help you have sex.
Speaking of hard, his length shoots up into my stomach.
Arousal licks through my core. Is it possible to have another orgasm that close together? I close my eyes, smelling baked cookies. “Here,” he says as squirts shower gel on my hand then swirls some in his own. It builds as he places my hand on his smooth as silk shaft, and surrounding my hand with his, he assists in the firmness of the grip.
It’s so intimate, and even though I’ve touched Chaz, nothing came of it. He wasn’t interested in teaching me. If it didn’t happen immediately, he made an excuse. I always thought it was his fault but now I realize it was me. I wasn’t interested and didn’t want to make him feel good. It felt like an obligation.
“I love the way your hand feels wrapped around me,” he whispers as he moves the wet strands of hair from my face, laying my head on his chest.
With Hagan, every moment is treasured. He gives me confidence even though I’m clueless. It makes me want to please him, so I drag my other hand over the dips and ridges of his torso. I want him to feel worshipped, so I drop down to my knees. But Hagan stops me. “No, not in the shower. It’s not good for your knee.”
He squeezes every heart string I have that he’s thinking about me. “But…”
“No,” he says as he’s lifting me back up with one hand while I keep the pace stroking him. “Adalee, when you take me in your mouth, it’s not going to be easy. I’m going to pump into those sweet peach lips and touch the back of your throat. You’re going to sit on the edge of bed where you can’t blow your knee out. Then I’m going to come all over your chest.”
I just had an orgasm as his filthy words blanketed my skin. Hagan emits masculinity. His browned chest with perfectly defined muscles is buttery smooth. How can he look like the Adonis of men when I probably look like a drowned rat? Yet he makes me believe I’m the most beautiful girl in the world.
