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"No. I don't want that surname."
"Then how about Cynthia Adam?" Adam kisses my nose.
"I can live with that."
My heart is bursting with happiness. We still have a long journey before us, but we'll face it together.
CHAPTER 33
Cynthia
I sit on the edge of the hotel bed, freshly showered, wearing a robe. The knock on the door has me looking up, and I smile. Barefoot, I walk over and open it slightly before undoing the chain and opening it wide for the man standing before me.
Adrian leans in. "You smell good."
"Are you flirting with me, sir?" I laugh, quietly, closing the door behind him.
"With a beautiful lady like you?" Adrian gives me a dramatic look. "Of course I am!"
I lean forward to kiss him, and he pushes the robe off my shoulders.
"But I want to do so much more than just flirt," he whispers against my jawline, his mouth leaving hot wet kisses against it. His husky tone gets my blood heated up, and my mouth turns dry.
We’re both just a little bit drunk and uninhibited, and he grins at me, a challenge in his eyes. His hands are on my waist, and they’re large and strong, and a delicious tingle runs down my spine.
My hands go to cup his face, "Do tell."
He walks me back toward the bed. "I want you naked and moaning, my name like a prayer on your lips."
My breathing turns shallow as my legs hit the bed. "That sounds promising."
He puts his hands on my shoulders and turns us around until he's the one sitting on the bed. I straddle him, grinding against his crotch.
My hips are moving against him, and I feel his cock hardening within his jeans. My inner thighs are wet with my own juices, and I have a hard time not moaning.
I feel Adrian's hand in my hair. It’s a firm hold, and he pulls my head back enough so that I meet his gaze. "Are you just going to tease me, or will you open that pretty little mouth and suck as well?"
I groan, sliding off his lap to the ground on my knees.
My hands reach for his belt, and I undo everything with great care and reverence, and when his cock springs out, fat and veiny, my mouth waters.
I don't wait around, lapping at him with greed. His cock doesn't fit all the way in my mouth, but I fit what I can and begin bobbing my head up and down. Adrian's fingers tighten in my hair, and when he takes control, I let him, enjoying his forceful manner. He takes what he wants, but he's not harsh or cruel.
However, he's not seeking completion, stopping me before he can come. Grabbing me by my hair, he lifts me up and slams his mouth down on mine in a rough, hot kiss.
I gasp into his mouth as he wrenches all control from me.
He doesn't hesitate and thrusts one hand inside my robe to play with my soaking pussy while the other uses its hold on my hair to maneuver me. He's not gentle, and I don't want him to be. He’s bombarding me with sensations, and I whine as his fingers find my clit and he teases it.
“Even after all this time, you're still so fucking tight," he murmurs, his voice dark, and I moan out as he thrusts in two fingers, stretching me out.
“I-I-" I can’t form words, my mind blank even as my pussy aches with need. Iwanthis cock.
I’m trying to gasp for air, and before I can even attempt to say something, he stuffs in two more fingers, making me let out a broken moan.
I stand there before him, my legs spread for his hand while he lounges on the bed and fucks me with his hand, his grip in my hair, holding me in place. Helpless sounds escape my mouth as I try to move against his hand, and he laughs. "Look at you. Greedy little thing, aren't you, Anna?"
I just whine, needing something more.
