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Adelina’s laying flat on her back, her dark strands fanning over her pillow, leaving her long neck exposed. The spray of freckles on her cheeks are somehow darker, the ones along her collar bone poking out beneath my oversized shirt she’s wearing that’s askew.
I watch for a moment as her chest rises and falls at a heavy, steady pace, her mind deep in a restful slumber. I can’t help but wonder what she’s dreaming about. If she’s recalling events from today, or imagining something entirely new.
Naturally, she’s kicked off the comforter, leaving only the thin sheet to cover her frame. It’s sheer, doing nothing to hide her curves, nor the nipples poking at the fabric. The restraint I was holding on to slips, and I lift my hand, hooking a finger beneath the fabric to drag it down slowly.
Inch by inch, I expose more of her delicate flesh, holding in the groan when I reach her waist. The shirt has ridden up, leaving nothing but the small scrap of her underwear covering her cunt. The black lace acts as the pretty bow covering my present, and my hand itches to rip it off.
But I can’t. Not yet. It’s too early to stop my fun. I’ve waited too long for it—forher.
My molars grind together as I run my index finger along her jaw to test how light of a sleeper she is. She doesn’t stir at my touch, and there’s no change in her breathing pattern.
Good.
I continue to trek downward, gliding my hand down her neck, over her shoulder, and across her chest. I pause where the nipple presses out of her shirt, and circle it with the pad of my finger. Still, Adelina doesn’t move, but her body responds, her nipple tightening and becoming hard. My cock swells at the sight, the reality I’ll have them between my teeth soon is almost too strong to ignore.
But I force myself to continue, walking my finger across her abdomen, my pressure featherlike as I dip low to play with the hem of her underwear. Finally, a sweet groan slips from Adelina, and my eyes snap to her face.
She’s still fast asleep but when her thighs squeeze together and she releases another moan, it chips away more of my control. It’s true I’ve waited for this moment for too long, but it’s the after I’m beginning to anticipate more. The moment when we come down from the high, and I can finally tell her it wasn’t just her body I fucking long for, buther.
For that little smile she does when she’s proud of a finished drawing that took her a week. The fist bump when she beats a level on one of her games. The scrunch of her eyebrows when she’s so focused she doesn’t notice me standing there admiring her.
Admiring all that makes up Adelina Williams.
I round the bed on her right, sitting on the edge near her waist. I place two hands on either of her knees and slowly draw them apart. I lean forward, and finally allow myself to touch her—reallytouch her—dipping my hand inside the lace.
Pulling the underwear to the side with my pinky, I slide two fingers through her slit and stifle a groan when I find she’s already slightly wet.
My chest rumbles as I glide my finger up and down, playing in her slick arousal until she finally begins to stir. A free hand slides up, pressing down on her hip as I whisper, “Shh. No need to wake up, sweetheart. I’m just going to play with this wet cunt of yours. Get some rest.”
She mumbles something incoherent, but keeps her eyes closed as she readjusts, opening her legs wider to grant me better access.
I smile, finally allowing one finger to sink into her. This time, I can’t hold back my own groan, her heat and tight muscle wrapping around my digit making it impossible to.
She moans lazily, flexing her hips slightly.
Fuck, she feels so good. I wished we’d discussed a condom before this because all I can imagine now is her perfect cunt covering my cock, squeezing every drop I want to pump into her.
The image drives my pulse into overdrive and soon, her groggy sounds are nearly drowned from the blood whooshing in my ears. I let my thumb flick lightly over her clit as I add another finger. I drag them in and out languidly, relishing in my sleepy girl’s groan and twists of her body in pleasure. She remains still, deep in sleep but she’s chasing the high of euphoria.
I watch as her eyebrows furrow, her mouth parting with tiny little whimpers.
It’s now I decide I’m addicted to her sounds, to the visual, and my control finally slips.
Adelina claims I’ve always been such a mystery, it’s time she finds out exactly who I am.
At first, I’m not even sure where I am. One second I was in my condo, watching an episode of Lucifer, and the next I’m back in my childhood room, Elliot between my thighs with his fingers sunk into my pussy.
I squirm as dream Elliot drives his fingers in and out, twisting and curling to hit spots I’ve never had touched. It’s so perfect that I can’t find the energy, or even the motivation to move. I want to stay right here. Warm and cuddled, my pussy being fucked in a way that makes my entire body tremble. But the tighter my core gets, the hotter my skin is, the more I realize I may not be dreaming.
It feels too good. Tooreal.
My mind flashes back to earlier that day. The dinner, the treehouse, the shower.
The memories are hazy, erratic flashes of the events barely able to flit through my mind because of the deep pleasure drowning it out. It’s all I can focus on. All I can feel.
Moans begin to slip from my mouth, one after the other until finally I force my lids to crack open. A familiar silhouette rests to my right, hazel eyes peering at me through the dark.
Elliot.
