Relentless(39)

I grab the front of his T-shirt and pull him closer so my knees are hugging his hips. “I’m happier than a pig in mud.”

He smiles as he grabs the sides of my waist. “You’ve been spending too much time with Cora?”

I gaze into his eyes willing him to hear my thoughts. He stares back at me, a bit confused at first by my intense gaze, but then he sees it. He crushes his lips against mine and opens his mouth slowly. The pressure and heat of his lips sends a wave of chills coursing through me and I wrap my arms and legs around him, pulling him closer.

His hands slide under my shirt to undo my bra as he kisses my neck. As soon as the snap breaks loose, I peel off my shirt and bra and toss them onto the carpet. I lean my back against the cool tile of the breakfast bar and he takes my nipple into his mouth as he rolls my other nipple between his fingertips. I tighten my legs around his waist as the moisture builds between my thighs. He slides his hands under my butt and lifts me off the barstool. I kiss him greedily as he carries me to the bedroom.

He sits me down on the edge of the bed and stands so he can peel his shirt off as I undo the button and zipper on his cargo shorts. His erection is a massive bulge under his boxer briefs. I want to unwrap it, but I’m a bit frightened by the size of that bulge. He must see the apprehension in my face because he chooses to leave his briefs on for the time being as he kneels before me.

“Stand up,” he demands.

He slowly removes my shorts and panties as he plants a soft kiss on each of my hips. He presses his lips to my stomach just underneath my belly button and my nipples instantly stiffen. Taking my hand in his, he lays a soft kiss on my knuckles as he looks up at me.

“Sit down,” he murmurs, and I quickly obey. As soon as I’m seated on the edge of the bed, he spreads my legs and kisses the inside of my knee. “I love you, Claire. I want to make you happier than you’ve ever been.”

He lays a trail of kisses over the inside of both my thighs before he rests my legs on top of his shoulders and goes straight for my aching clit.

“Oh, Adam,” I moan.

He kisses and licks me slowly, taking his time, savoring every inch of me as I arch my back. He thrusts two fingers inside me and massages me to the same rhythm of his tongue. My arms begin to weaken from leaning back on my hands. I lower myself down to my elbows as his tongue swirls around my clit and my hips buck against his fingers.

“I’m gonna come,” I whimper. “Don’t stop.”

The orgasm rolls through me like the sizzle of a fuse being lit followed by an intense explosion of pleasure. He grips my thighs tightly, not pulling his mouth away until my body stops convulsing. He lets my legs slide off his shoulders as his chest glides over me. He kisses me hard and I can taste the coffee we drank this morning and myself. His tongue thrusts in and out of my mouth and I grab his perfect ass to pull him down on top of me.

“Please,” I whisper into his mouth as I reach down and slide my hand inside his briefs.

“Oh, fuck,” he whispers as I get a firm grip on the base of his cock and slide my hand down to feel the length of it.

I pull my hand out and scoot up the bed to sit on my knees as I point at the pillow. “Lay down.”

He smiles as he slides his briefs off and I finally glimpse his full erection as he lies before me, his body glistening with sweat. My heart thumps against my chest as I realize I haven’t done this in so long and I’ve only done it with Chris. I don’t even know if I’m any good at it, but I know I want to do it. That has to count for something.

I slide his legs apart and position myself cross-legged between his legs as if I’m about to meditate. I wrap my fingers around the head then slide my hand down to stretch the skin taut. God, it looks perfect. I lean over and lick around the ridge, tasting his slight saltiness. He groans and I lick my lips before I wrap them around the head. I swirl my tongue over the tip before I take him further into my mouth. I close my eyes and hum softly as he hits the back of my throat.

He sucks in a sharp breath through his teeth as his fingers slide over my head and grip a handful of hair. “Oh, baby.”

I slide him out slowly and kiss the tip before I take him into my mouth again and bob my head; slowly at first then I pick up speed. I use my other hand to massage his pulsating sac. He’s panting and moaning and I’m drunk on the power of having this effect on him. I don’t want to stop, but I soon feel his sac contracting in my hand. His hips thrust gently, his fingers tugging my hair, as he lets go in my mouth.

He’s softening as I slide him out and swipe my thumb across the corner of my mouth. My body is shaking with adrenaline as he sits up and takes my face in his hands. He kisses me hungrily as I climb onto his lap. He pulls his head back and rests his forehead against mine, his chest heaving as he lets out a low chuckle.