“I need to know you would never do anything reckless. I need you to tell me you will do everything in your power to stay safe, always.”
I nod. “I will. I promise.”
“Good girl. Now, we haven’t even been married for twenty-four hours. Why are we wearing so many clothes?”
Giggles bubble out of me. I’m so glad he broke the serious lecture about morbid thoughts of invaders. Sex is a far better subject.
Sitting up, I pull my shirt over my head and toss it to the side. I’m very much in favor of us getting naked.
Adam chuckles as he stands and yanks his shirt off, too.
We mirror each other, both of us going to the button on our jeans next. The clothes I’m removing might be simple to Adam and his brothers, but they are the nicest I’ve ever owned. Brand new. They smell so nice. And they fit me well, even though I wasn’t there to try them on.
In a frenzy, we toss clothes around until we’re both naked. Adam surprises me when he climbs onto the bed and drops onto his back next to me. He reaches out a hand. “Crawl on top of me, sweetheart.”
“Uh…” I’m not sure what he has in mind.
“Straddle my body, your knees on either side of my hips.”
I tremble as I obey him, beyond confused. His shaft is long and thick, like it was last night and this morning. I couldn’t resist looking at it while he got dressed.
“What are we doing?” I ask.
“You’re going to ride me, sweetheart.” He lifts me by my hips and arranges me where he wants me. His cock flattens against his stomach, the thickness of it rubbing along my slit.
Immediately, I groan. It feels so good that I can’t resist rocking against him, using his length to grind against my clit.
“That’s my girl. Show me how pretty you are when you come. Lean forward. Set your palms on my chest.”
When I obey that directive, I find out this position is even better. More friction where I need it most. Already I’m close to exploding—a phenomenon I now know is called an orgasm.
“Pleasure yourself, sweetheart. I want to watch your breasts sway while you rub against my cock.” He reaches up and thumbs my nipples, making my eyes roll back.
“Fuck, you’re so damn gorgeous. Faster, sweetheart.”
I rut against him, unable to care that my movements are indecent. Adam certainly doesn’t mind. He’s the one directing this, plus his voice is so sexy when he talks dirty to me.
“Need you to come, Rebekah. If you don’t orgasm soon, you’re going to make me come against my stomach.”
I grind harder. It feels so good. I never want it to end.
Adam grabs my hips, stopping me. I’m so close that I whimper as I meet his gaze. “Please…”
“Where does my come belong, sweetheart?” he growls.
I lick my lips. “In my pussy.”
“That’s right. Do you want to waste it?”
I shake my head. “No.”
“Can I get you pregnant if my come is all over my stomach?”
I shake my head harder. “No.”
“Are you going to be a good girl and come on my cock for me so I can watch you shatter before I fuck your cunt?”
“Yes,” I breathe out.
