I had enough of those with my parents.
We weren’t stupid, my siblings and I. We all knew that the only reason our parents were staying together was because of us. They both didn’t want sole responsibility of raising kids so they’d rather stay in a cold and loveless marriage than to file a divorce and maybe take a chance in finding true love.
And I didn’t want that for me. Not for Adam and I.
“Babe, people are already sleeping but not you and I,” he said as his hands were finding their way towards my waist. He was gently caressing it but the feeling was electric. “Not you and I, babe,” he said and then dipped his head down and began sucking on my nipples.
The only thing I like about fighting with Adam?The make-up sex.It was a mind-blowing wild monkey sex.
When he finally got me worked up, he pulled away and stood in front of the bed. He was looking at me with such intensity that I was feeling the heat between my thighs.
God, I already want him inside me!
“One week, Bree. One fucking week,” he said as he began pulling his shirt off. He was just removing his clothes but it felt like he was giving me a strip tease. I was so hot for him that I just wanted to rip his clothes off and ride on him. And then I imagined tasting him and making him come with my tongue… just like how he did it to me.
I was so fucking turned on that every flex of his muscle, every little movement he did was making me ache with need.
And when he began pulling his pants down—very slowly—I growled and stood up and did it for him. He was laughing while I was trying my very best to remove that goddamn pants.
“In a hurry, aren’t we?” he said in between laughter but I was too busy to get him naked and in bed. And when I finally removed his pants, I found myself licking my lower lip. My heart was pounding so hard. God, it had been a week since I saw this! I held it and I heard him groan. “Shit,” he cursed under his breath.
I pushed him on the bed while my hand was still around his shaft. He was huge and every second later, it felt like it was getting bigger. The heat between my thighs was becoming more and more unbearable. I badly wanted him inside me but I wanted this to be special.
Stroking the head of his cock, I was able to feel his pre-cum.
“I’m sorry, okay?”
He groaned.
“You’re forgiven.” And then I earned another groan from him when I moved my hand up and down his cock. “Just don’t stop. Oh, God, don’t stop.”
His face was turning me on—so much that I felt like exploding just by looking at how much he was enjoying this. His reaction, his every moan was enough to push me to take him further. And so I did. I leaned in and felt his thickness around my mouth as I began to suck him dry. Hi hips began buckling as I rolled my tongue around him. I took him as far as I could. There was a burning sensation when he pulled my hair and I saw him watching me as I took him.
And God, it was so sexy! It was sexy how he was watching me taste every bit of him and I, seeing how crazy he was feeling because of this.
He guided my head up and down until I found him writhing inside me. I sucked all he had to offer and didn’t stop until he was done.
His breathing was deep and his eyes were close. I wiped my mouth and then slowly climbed beside him. And then he pulled me beside him and kissed the side of my head. “I fucking love you,” he said.
“I love you, too, so much.”
That night didn’t end until we were both tired and worn out. Adam didn’t stop until I was begging him to let me sleep. And because he was the first to cum, he made it his personal mission to make me cum every chance he got. It was as if he felt bad for coming first because since we began having sex, he always see to it that I got off first.
It was sweet, but sometimes, I just wanted to make him happy. He didn’t have to make me come. Seeing his face when he’s coming was enough a payment for every gagging I felt while sucking him.
The morning came and I woke up next to an empty bed. I tried standing up but I felt very sore. I didn’t know what time I was able to finally sleep but I was sure that it was already morning when we stopped.
Adam was insatiable… and I loved attending to hisneeds.
I was about to grab the robe to cover my naked body when I noticed a note on the table. There was also a tray full of pancakes, bacon, platter of fresh fruits, and freshly squeezed orange juice.
Babe,
I love you. Eat your breakfast and go back to bed. I know you’re sore… and I am not even sorry about it. I love making you sore.
I didn’t wake you up because you looked so serene when you’re asleep. I’ll be home to you later and I’ll take you somewhere nice. For now, eat, sleep some more, and prepare because I’d take you again because you made me celibate for a week. Last night was fucking good but it wasn’t payment enough.
Will end this note with another I love you.
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