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Adrian (Filthy Rich Alphas)

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“What’s on your mind?” he asked.

“Goodnight, Adrian.”

“No. We’re not done yet.” He drew me into his arms and consumed me. Our lips entwined to wet kisses and moist tongues lapping at each other. Sighing, he held me tighter as I groaned into his mouth. The space around me dimmed into nothing, but us. Only murmurs and whispers of pleasure swirled around my ears.

I gave up.

My body burst into overdrive, so many thoughts twisted in my head like those crazy tornados from Wizard of Oz.

Fuck him. No, don’t. Get out of here. Stay. God, he feels so good. No. This is wrong. Yes. God, yes. Take me. Let me go.

Back and forth my body battled with my brain. Every one of my cells burned with need. Downstairs, Adrian had lit a flame in my core. Upstairs, he unleashed an inferno, and there was no escape. No relief. My whole body heated. I had to have him.

Still devouring my mouth, he lifted me up and wrapped my legs around his waist. I should’ve stopped us. Instead, I rubbed my hungry pussy into him, unable to help myself. I needed him, craved his touch, if only just for one night.

It had to be for one night.

I’ll deal with all the consequences tomorrow.

And so I pushed away all my fears and logic, swept it all up and tossed it away so deep within my head that I’d need a key to get them out in the morning. I let myself forget about how immoral it was because I wanted him so bad that if it were wrong, I would wear the villain’s crown.

He carried us over to my bed and lay me down. “I want to taste you.”

My nipples hardened at the thought. “Then taste me.”

“Turn around and get on all fours...Mommy.”

“Mommy?” I remained where I was and grinned. “Are you trying to get me out of the mood?”

A low chuckle escaped from his mouth as he leaned my way and flipped me around. “No.” He gently pulled me up until I balanced on my hands and knees. “I’m just trying to be a good boy.” Lifting my dress up, he tore my panties away. “What do you think good boys do, Carmen?”

Bent over and exposed to him, cool wind brushed against my moist lips. I gripped the bed sheets. Anticipation surged through me. So electric. My nerves flared with life.

“Carmen?” He made the bed shift behind me as he moved his face to the same level as my perched up bottom. “Do you know what good boys do?”

“No, but I’m hoping to find out.”

“Good boys always eat everything on their plate.” He buried his face into my pussy.

“Oh!” I curled my toes. Sensations throbbed right where he lapped and sucked, flicking his tongue against my opening and massaging his two thick fingers on my clit.

“Oh, such a good boy.” My arms shook as I tried to keep myself up. “Oh, Adrian. Yes!”

Slurping sounds ensued. He did his job like an overachieving employee hoping every day to work hard enough to move into the big office with the perfect view. He excelled. That mouth and tongue assaulted the sensitive flesh between my thighs.

I backed up into his face, unable to restrain myself. “Oh, such a good boy.”

He sucked on my clit, delivering delicate massages. With both hands, he palmed my ass and squeezed.

Then, he went crazy, rolling over, getting on his back, and then putting his face up under and between my legs. I rocked into his face, relishing in his attention.

My ass was the body part I was most proud of. I knew that men loved it just as much as me. So when he released my cheeks, I shook them for him like a stripper in a nightclub, hoping to get a few extra dollars. Something incomprehensible left his lips.

I whispered. “What was that, little one?”

Unzipping sounded. “I’m going to stuff you with all of me until you can’t write anything else but long stories about me and my cock.”

Fabric rustled.

“God, you’re such a good boy.” Biting my lip, I closed my eyes, ready for the second when the tip would greet my opening. I was wet, dripping. I widened my thighs some more, turned my head to the side, and gazed at my mirror’s view of us.

On the bed, Adrian was on his knees behind me with his shirt off. My bedroom light glowed against us. Lovely tan skin stretched over his gifted frame. My mouth drooled. Not one mark existed on his flesh. I could spend all night nibbling him.

His pants lay crumpled and pulled down his thighs. Yummy. His thick cock jutted out from that torso of chiseled muscle and youth.

Clasping his hands around his cock, he looked at the mirror and spotted me watching him. “Do you like it, Mommy?”



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