Gilded Lily(54)

Adam threw his head back onto the pillows at the same time she felt the first wave of her sheath pulsing around him. “Easy. A little more,” he said.

Soon enough, she descended upon his waist and let him enter her completely. She didn’t move as she sat atop him and watched his eyes glaze over. She waited for her body to expand, then raised her hips the length of his long cock to descend again, this time a little faster.

Lily rolled her waist and pressed her hips down. A piercing sensation struck deep inside her channel. She winced and quickly pulled back up.

“Stop,” he said. “Come here.” He picked her up and gently flipped her onto her back, never letting their bodies untwine. “It won’t go in as far like this—just until you’ve stretched out some.” He reached down between their bodies and rubbed the pad of his thumb over her clit. Lily bucked off the mattress as waves of pleasure gripped her pussy.

“Look at me, Lily. Look at me when you come.” She lifted her chin and looked into Adam’s eyes. He pressed his waist forward, making the tightness of her channel swell even more. “God, your pussy feels so hot.”

Lily breathed in, letting the smell of day-old cologne and cigar smoke intoxicate her nose. The faint, sweet smell of rum caressed her senses as he murmured sexy words into her ear, encouraging her to let go. To come for him. To fuck him so good. “Y-yes, Adam, d-don’t stop.”

Lily locked her hips and closed her eyes as the torrent of fluid gushed from her sex onto his cock. He eased farther into her body with no trouble, as if he’d read her thoughts and knew exactly what she needed. She was so wet and ready for him. Slowly, he took her, and she him, every last inch of his steely cock bringing her mind-blowing pleasure.

“Oh, Adam,” she purred into his ear as she wrapped her arms around his neck. “I have to come a-again. Don’t stop.”

The relentless pounding filled her as wave after wave of desire seized her body. Adam reached down and stroked her clit, making her back bow off the bed.

The blinding sensation eased away, and she fell back against the sheets. Adam rose up onto his elbows, giving her the precious space she needed to catch her breath.

“You’re so beautiful, my Lily Flower.”

Lily leaned up and softly brushed her lips against his. “I think I’m ready.”

“What?” he asked as he continued to pump his hot flesh into her.

She wiggled her hips and unsheathed him. “Lie down.”

He flipped over onto his back. In one swift motion, she eased herself onto the full length of him. A tormented growl rumbled from his mouth. Lily knew he must be holding back, but there was no way in hell she was going to stop. Up and down she pumped her round hips, taking his thickness into her body with each roll of her waist.

“Take me, Adam. Fill me. I’m ready.”

“I don’t w-want to hurt y-you,” he stammered as he raised his hips, hammering even deeper into her core.

She leaned down and peppered tender kisses across his strong chest. “Fuck me like you have to have me, like you need me—not like you want me,” she said.

He gripped her hips like a vise as he slammed his hips up, filling her with every inch he had. To her surprise, she felt his shaft lengthen even more.

Adam’s head dug into the mattress as he pulled her down onto him and rose to fill her again. Lily scraped her short fingernails against his chest, holding on as he bucked her up and down. “Lily, you have to get off now.”

“I know. Keep going,” she whispered, her voice beginning to break.

“Lily, I have to, oh, God…come.”

She leaned down and pressed her breasts against his panting chest. “Come for me, Adam. I need you.”

There was no turning back now. Adam gripped her hips, forcing her down on his cock as he came. Lily sighed as the warmth bathed her silky channel. She nestled against his hard body as his thrusts eased.

Adam tenderly rubbed the sides of her hips. “I’ve never come inside someone before. I think I bruised your hips.”

“Mmm, it felt wonderful. I hope you did leave a mark.” She pressed her cheek to his heaving chest, still feeling his muscles rock her up and down as he tried to slow his breathing. She feathered soft kisses on his warm skin as he ran his fingertips along her spine.

His strokes slowed, stopped, then started again. Slowed again, then stopped. “Couldn’t sleep?” he asked as he pressed a kiss to the top of her head.

She looked up. “Am I that easy to read?”

He grinned and slid his lips along the seam of her mouth. “Are you okay? I mean, did I hurt you?”

“A little, but I liked the way it felt.” She scooted over, instantly missing the security of his cock being inside her body. He gently pulled her closer, and she rested her cheek on his shoulder. The way he ran his fingers through her hair made her feel like a sleepy cat.