Page 22 of Hopelessly Yours


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Thrusting in again, I bottomed all the way out, my heavy balls slapping against her. She tried to move her hands, but I held tight.

“I need to touch you,” she moaned.

“Do you trust me?” I asked.

Adelaide opened her eyes and looked deep into mine. “Yes,” she answered without hesitation.

“Then relax, enjoy this, and come for me again.” I tightenedmy hold on her wrists, careful not to hurt her as I held them still.

I pulled my cock all the way out and then slammed into her again earning a “fuck yes” and “oh my God.” A few minutes went by with me thrusting in and out, and I could feel her body close to climaxing again.

“That’s it. Come on my cock, baby.”

“Fuck, Oliver. I don’t know if I can get there again.”

“Yes, you can. You’re right there. Just let go.” I squeezed her wrists for a little more encouragement and brought my other hand down to rub her clit.

“Oliver!” she screamed as her body convulsed and she came for a second time.

“Good girl.” I kissed her neck and made my way to her jaw before turning her over onto her stomach. “Are you good?” I asked.

“Never better,” she said through panting breaths.

I lifted her hips and pushed in again. She was so warm and tight, I knew that I only had a few more pumps left.

“Adelaide. God, baby.” I leaned over so I could get even deeper inside her, running my hand over her spine and up to her neck. “I’m so close.”

“I think I might be, too. I’ve never come this much before.”

I couldn’t help but chuckle. “I’m going to go fast,” I whispered into her ear.

“Fuck me, Oliver. Don’t be so nice.”

That directive was my undoing. I was always the nice guy. My whole persona was the easy-going prince. I had always been the good son, the nice one. But in this moment, I could shed that and truly express myself the way I wanted to.

I slammed inside her tight pussy while I tightened my hold on her neck just a tiny bit.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Adelaide panted in time with the meeting of our hips. “I’m right there.”

“Come with me, beautiful.” I reached around and squeezed her nipple, and it set her off.

One, two, three pumps and I let go, too. The way her pussy tightened milked me for everything I was worth, filling the condom so full I thought it might actually come out of the top. I had never come that hard, ever.

I fell to my side on the bed, trying to catch my breath before grabbing Adelaide and pulling her back to my chest. I knew I needed to get up and clean both of us, but I also needed a minute to just soak in what had happened and regain the ability to form full, coherent sentences.

After a few minutes, I padded to the bathroom, where I found a stack of washcloths under the sink next to a bin with an array of bubble baths and bath bombs. Wetting one down, I washed myself up before bringing a fresh one back to the bedroom, where I carefully cleaned Adelaide.

“Thank you,” she whispered. “No one has ever done that before.”

“Of course.” I set the cloth aside on the nightstand while she got up and used the bathroom. When she returned, I climbed up beside her on the bed, pulling the covers over us both.

She rolled over, facing me as I scooted closer so I could wrap my arms around her waist and pull her to me. “My thanks isn’t just for this. But for everything. When I first started tutoring you, I wasn’t in the best place. I had some pretty hard opinions against the aristocracy. You’ve shown me that not all of them are assholes.”

“Yeah, I couldn’t tell.” I gave her waist a playful squeezeand she let out a soft giggle. “This semester was the perfect ending for me, too. I’ve enjoyed our time together.” I placed a kiss on her forehead.

Her body relaxed and within a few minutes her breathing deepened and evened out, and I knew she was asleep.

As I dozed off, I realized that I hadn’t been that happy in a long time. It had been years—possibly since I became friends with Knox—that I had felt genuinely seen for who I was beyond my title. The way Adelaide checked in on me after the security threat, even though she was the one who had been hurt, showed how caring and genuine she was. I had never thought much about my future long-term partner, but the idea briefly flitted through my mind that maybe Adelaide could be that person.