Chapter Thirteen
Adam
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IHADN’T INTENDED TOfuck her so soon.Her spanking was supposed to have been protracted and intense.I’d wanted her to feel every strike until the pain morphed into that hot, slick arousal she was so good at creating, and she was pleading with me for a reprieve.If I was truly honest, I’d yearned to hear that desperation in her voice, the hurt loaded there as she stammered the appropriate responses, yet as I shrugged out of my sweater and shirt, it had been impossible to hold on for those delectable outcomes.
Caroline’s body was so soft, so smooth and warm.She was so fucking alluring, and of course, once I’d started coloring her fantastic ass and feeling the heat of her skin glowing under my palm, my cock had swelled, frantic to be free of its fabric prison.All I could think about then was being with her, in her, on her, over her,everywhere.
I should have been stronger, should have been the dominant she needed and made us both wait for the sensual pleasure, but my will hadn’t been steely enough.I had to have her, and nudging her ankles wider and releasing my erection, that one thought was all-consuming.
Sliding into her warmth, I gripped her hips as we both called out.Repletion washed over me, the sense that we were exactly where we were supposed to be, that everything would be okay just as long as we were together.As long as we had each other.
As long as we have this.
Easing in and out of her, I lost myself to the sublime rhythm, relishing her whimpers as our flesh collided.In the frenzy of our connection, I was so thankful that we’d made it out of Britain, and grateful to all of those who’d helped us.Without their bravery, we might never have made it out alive, might never have been able to enjoy this blissful carnal union.As it was, we were safe, and we were alive to savor the moment.
I was the luckiest man in the whole damn world.
Cocooning her body, I filled her up again, enjoying her breathy mewls as she turned her head to meet my gaze.I skimmed kisses over her shoulder, slowing my pace as she pressed her palms into the leather and pushed her body up to meet me.
“Sir.”She threw her hair back, angling her hips to try and take more of me.“Please, don’t stop.”
I smiled at her naughtiness, certain I should reprimand her willful attempts to take control, and yet too obsessed with the way her pussy contracted around my cock and the intoxicating scent of her enticing body.
“I’m not stopping,” I groaned, already sensing how close I was to not honoring that vow by toppling over the precipice.“You just feel so fucking good.I’m not sure how much longer I can hold on.”
She groaned as I withdrew, throwing me an accusing stare.
“Don’t look at me that way, little girl.”Lifting my palm, I smacked her prone backside.“Remember what I asked of you before your spanking.”
Her expression faltered, and my hand shifted to stroke the small of her back as she answered.“Yes, Sir.”
“Get back over the sofa and impress me with your knowledge.”I fisted my throbbing cock.“What did I ask you to be?”
She looked stunned by the sudden change of tack, moving slowly back into position.“Your obedient girl, Sir.”
I suppressed a smile at her correct response.Evidently, a few hours of congenial Adam, the man who respected as well as dominated her, had been sufficient to lull Caroline into thinking my expectations had changed.But she was about to get a valuable reminder about how our relationship worked.
“Excellent.”I crouched down between her legs, brushing my palms lightly over the backs of her thighs.
“S-sir?”Her body tensed.“Is everything okay?”
“More than.”My palm rose to grasp one of her wonderful ass cheeks, my shaft pulsing as I squeezed the pert orb.“I’m just enjoying what belongs to me.”
She slumped forward, her breaths coming faster as I allowed that same hand to slide slowly between her cheeks.
“I’m going to give you a lesson, little girl.”Kissing her pale skin, I nipped lightly at her flesh.“One that’s been overdue for a while.”
“Sir?”Her voice was shaky.
