WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE, ADULT THEMES, AND MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR READERS UNDER 18
READERS DISCRETION IS ADVISEDCharlotte
"Lock the door!" Adam orders from my lips as he slams me against the door. I manage myself to lock the door as our lips don't leave each other. He tangles his fingers in my hair and pulls it back, gliding his tongue on my neck. He starts to suck hard, marking me, and I wince in pain and pleasure. He lifts me up so I'm straddling him and he walks us to the bed, laying me there. He starts to kiss me roughly and I dig my hands into his hair after I pull him closer to me. His tongue slides over my lips teasing the entrance of my mouth, leaving me wanting him even more.
As we lustfully kiss, I take the chance to take off his shirt, but he grabs both of my wrists and holds my arms above my head.
"We are not going to do that, are we ?" He asks.
I shake my head, "I don't want to wait, Adam. I want to do this now." He bites his lower lip, his eyes staring into mine. "Are you sure?" He asks again.
I nod, feeling the heat on my cheeks start to come. I don't really want to wait. I want to do it now.
He pulls away and pushes me back against the pillows, looking at me with a small smile.
"You know that this is my first time, right ?" He says, leaning down and kissing along my jaw. I nod in response. "And I know this is yours too. So I'm sorry if I can't play it gently or play it hard." Strange as it may seem, but we both are virgins and tonight's going to change everything. But we both laugh at his terrible joke.
"Just shut up and kiss me." He smiles a naughty smile before his lips meet mine again and he unzips my jacket, tossing it to the ground and he slides his free hand under my Sing Street shirt squeezing and rubbing my tips as his tongue searches for mine. Pleasure and heat explode all over me. I moan in his mouth, I can feel the heat radiating from his body. His lips leave mine and he looks at me with a burning passion.
Adam's hands trail over the tip of my shirt and he takes it off. I take the chance to take off a grey t-shirt. I never see him without his shirt on but I imagine him without several times. His body is even muscular than I thought it will be. I move my hand all over his chest and his abs. He grabs my wrists again and pulls it above my head.
He places a kiss down my chest and leaves love bites. Adam begins to play with my boobs, squeezing it hard, making me moan softly. He takes it in his mouth sucking on my nipple and making circles with his tongue. His tongue caresses between my breasts and he makes his way down to my stomach leaving sloppy kisses and stops right above my jeans.
"Oh, Adam." I half whisper. He unbuttons my jeans and leaves wet kisses down my bare thighs as he slides my pants down. He traces his index finger around my thigh, giving me chills all over. He nudges my legs apart, as he sits between my legs. I have no idea what he's going to do to me, I just watch his hands move up and down my thighs slowly.
He glances at me quickly before moving his hand to my heat, sliding his thumb over my slit through my panties. I knew he can feel how wet I am getting. He then presses his thumb against my sex, making me let out a gasp.
"That feels good" I sigh, letting my head fall back against the pillows. He starts moving it in circles, adding more pressure.
"You like that ?" He asks, moving his hands to the waistband of my panties.
It seems my mouth is sewn, I can't even talk properly. Again, I'm nodding in response and he slowly slips my panties off. Now, he's laying between my legs, his warm breath sending a jolt through my body. Adam grips my thighs, opening my legs wider and leaning in to press a kiss against my core. I bite my lower lip, to stop myself from moaning as he kisses me again. He looks up at me as he lets his tongue brush out against my clit, making me gasp.
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