"That's exactly what I want," is her response, and it's music to my fucking ears.
My hands grip her ass, and I haul her petite body up in my arms with ease. She wraps her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. Without hesitating, I line up my cock and force her down on my length, impaling her.
Adeline's cries echo in the vast room, and it's like a fucking symphony with notes only I can hear. I force myself to still and allow her a moment to adjust, because I'm already too far gone to think about anything else but fucking her in this moment.
I move us up against one of the bookshelves, and pull out slowly, thrusting shallowly into her tight, little pussy and allowing her wetness to coat the length of my cock.
She feels so damn good, and I feel like I'm not going to last more than a few seconds. That's when I realize why it feels so different this time — I'm in her bare for the first time. I was so consumed with lust that I didn't even think about putting a condom on.
Adeline must be able to sense my apprehension, because she asks, "Lucien, what's wrong?"
I pull back to look in her eyes, those emerald orbs that I could stare into forever. "Nothing," I whisper to her.Nothing at all.
I watch her beautiful face morph into pure ecstasy as I begin to thrust in and out of her, her soft, wet cunt gripping me so tightly. Her sexy moans fill my ears, and it drives me mad with the overpowering desire to take her, to fucking make her mine.
Slapping my right hand against the wall of books behind her, I rut into her over and over, wringing out every cry and groan and orgasm that I can get out of her sexy, lithe body.
On her third orgasm, she's trembling against me, her grip on me loosening as she struggles to keep up her strength. But I'm not done with her yet.
Holding her trembling body against me, I step out of my pants, which had pooled around my ankles, and move us to a leather sofa where I gently lay her down. With her legs in the air and her ankles at my ears, I fuck her slow and deep. At this angle, I'm able to reach every inch of her, and I fucking love it.
Adeline shakes her head back and forth, moaning nonsensical things as another orgasm racks her body, making her legs quiver in my grip.
"More," I demand from her as my hips piston against her. The sound of my balls slapping against her wet pussy and our ragged breaths are the only noises filling up the quiet library now.
I'm fucking her like an animal, our lovemaking like some kind of fucked-up ritual bringing us closer than ever before.
I pick up my pace, and I can sense when Adeline is going to have another orgasm by the way she tenses and her tight, little cunt starts gripping me harder and harder.
"Lucien!" she cries out as the pleasure hits her.Hard.
"Fuck yeah," I growl at the sound of my name flying past her lips over and over again.
I stare down at our joined union, my thick cock filling her tight, wet pussy. And that's what sends me over the edge. In that moment I know I should pull out, but I can't seem to force my cock to listen to me.
With a groan that sounds like a fucking roar, I grip the back of the leather sofa with my right hand as the most powerful orgasm I've ever had erupts through me, my seed filling her to the brim as I pump in and out of her one…two…three more times.
Panting and completely out of breath, I collapse into Adeline's arms, keeping most of my weight off of her with my trembling forearms. Our bodies are sticky and covered in a sheen of sweat as we lay there together, our thundering heartbeats racing against one another.
Adeline's hands run their way over my back, skating over my scars gently and then through my damp hair as she whispers sweet nothings in my ear.
I stare down at this mythical, beautiful creature with hooded emerald eyes and a sly smile of satisfaction on her lovely face.
And it's right in that exact moment that I fall so fucking hard for Adeline that it physically hurts.
CHAPTER 12
ADELINE
WELL, WHEN I had planned to spend my day in the library putting books back into their proper places, I'd never expected Lucien to come in and give me five mind-blowing orgasms.
Not that I'm complaining or anything.
As he lies with me and our breathing starts to slow, I can't help but think about how much Lucien has changed over the past several months. He would have never laid here with me before. He would have never let me stroke his back like I'm doing now, my fingertips skating over the scars that he hides away from everyone except for me. And he most certainly wouldn't have let me run my hands through his formerly perfectly-styled hair.
He's changed…for the better. And I couldn't be happier.
After a long while of lying in each other's arms, Lucien eventually gets up. The moment he pulls out of me, I sense something is different. I glance down at his softening cock glistening with his release. "Oh, shit," I whisper in alarm.
