Tainted Love(38)

I moan out and tilt my head back. “Yes, yes he did,” I whisper out, lost in my own little world. He hisses, picking me up and throwing me onto my bed. He removes his cut, T-shirt, and unbuttons his jeans, leaving them open and loose before crawling up the bed to me. I swallow and slide down the bed. He places both his fists on either side of my head, moving on top of me and widening my legs with his. He grinds his hips into me in a circular motion, bringing his mouth down to mine and licking me from my collarbone to my lips.

He just licked me.

It felt predatory, possessive and proprietorial. It felt like a statement, and I would not want to be the person standing between Ade Nixon and what he wants. He unthreads his belt from his jeans and wraps it around my wrists. I look up to him studying his perfect features.

“What are you doing?” I ask nervously.

He laughs. “Teaching you a lesson. Always be honest with me Kalie. I will always be honest with you, even if I know it would hurt you.”

He pulls my hands over my head and ties the belt to my headboard.

“Oh shit,” I whisper out in a hushed tone.

“Oh shit, is right.”

He lifts my top up, rolling it over my eyes, using it as a blindfold before taking charge of my mouth, and caressing my tongue slowly with his. This kiss alone has my pussy wet with need. Without breaking our kiss, he runs his hands down my stomach and over my jeans, unbuttoning them and pulling them down past my ankles. I can’t see anything and I can’t feel anything with my hands, but the need to touch him becomes stronger with every brush of his hands on my body. He pulls down my panties before unclipping my bra, squeezing my nipple briefly and bringing his mouth down over it. I arch my back off the bed, panting shamelessly.

“Ade?”

“Shhh baby, no talking, or I’ll gag you.”

I snap my mouth shut quickly. There’s no way I’m doing the gag thing. Nope. Not a chance.

He slowly licks a trail down my stomach and over my inner thighs, licking that sweet spot where your thigh and pussy meet. I feel a hard suction in the same spot then I hear him chuckle. Feeling his body move off me, I begin turning my head from side to side, wondering where he went. Before I can speak, his warm mouth closes over my pussy, licking it from bottom to top before beginning a torturous pace. A pattern of lick and suck. I moan out in pleasure before a finger slides inside me, pushing up on my g-spot. I begin to grind on his face and I feel my body reach the peak of that glorious mountain we all love to climb, all for me to go rolling and tumbling down when his mouth unlatches from its duty.

“Fuck!” I yell.

Ade chuckles, running his hands softly over my body again.

“Hmmm…” He grips onto my hips, flips me on all fours, pulls his jeans all the way down, smacks my ass and pushes into me. I scream out at the sudden movement, throwing my head back. He grips onto my hair with one hand, and wraps his other around my waist, pushing down on the arch of my back. I moan out again while he pounds into me, every thrust hitting my spot. I don’t know if all men can hit it that perfectly, and constantly, but Ade can and it is freaking euphoric.

Sweat is dripping from my forehead as both of our bodies are slapping into each other at rough and raw speeds. It’s not long before I feel myself tighten up around his dick, so tight that I don’t want to let go. One more thrust after that, I can’t contain it anymore and let myself go. I feel his cock pulse inside me with his release almost instantly behind mine. The feeling of pure pleasure overwhelms me and takes over my entire body, causing my legs to shake so much they collapse out from under me.

I feel a slap on my ass before being picked up and flipped onto my back like a ragdoll. He pulls my top down and unbuckles the belt before pulling up his jeans. I look up to him and smile, rubbing my wrists.

“I’ll have wet dreams about that no doubt,” I mumble to myself.

“What?” he asks, smiling at me.

I shake my head. “I used to dream about that one night years ago. Every time I did, I would wake up with wet panties,” I say honestly. His face sets in stone before a wide grin pulls across his face.

“That is the hottest shit ever. But I’m pissed off that I didn’t take care of you all those times. That stops now,” he states pulling his top and cut back on.

Getting off the bed I walk into my closet, pulling out some more clothes to take with me. I haven’t really thought about what we’ll do after this wedding, I live four hours away from Westbeach. That’s a bit far for a possessive, controlling man like Ade Nixon. We can cover all that after the wedding I guess, right now, I just want to enjoy what we have. Pulling on my jeans after getting into a clean set of bra and undies, I can tell being around Ade is going to be costly with all the panties I’ll need to change into throughout the day.