Anna's legs were still slightly wobbly as Adam paid for her things. He scooped up all the bags in one hand, and pressed his other to the small of her back, leading her back to the car. Once they were loaded in and back on the highway, he pushed the speed limit laws, breaking several, and made it home in record time. When they made it to Adam's house, they walked inside and Anna looked at him. She bit her lip at the look on his face. It was dark, hungry. "I want you naked, in my bedroom, kneeling by the foot of the bed. Understood?" Adam spoke through gritted teeth. Anna whimpered. "Yes sir." She nodded hastily and scrambled off to the staircase. He grinned at her eagerness.
Anna was pulling off articles of clothing as she went. Her shirt landing in the corner, her shoes in the other. When all that's left was her panties, she nearly tripped in her haste to get them off. "Shit!" She exclaimed, catching her balance. She flung the offensive garment somewhere behind her, in a hurry for Adam to come up. She heard him come up the stairs, and quickly dropped to her knees at the foot of the bed. Her palms flat on her thighs, her head down. She rested on her heels as the door opened. "Such a good girl." Adam stroked her hair, his fingers massaging her scalp lightly. Anna nearly purred. "Stand." Adam spoke lowly, helping the small woman to her feet. Anna stood, and was pulled up against Adam's chest. She nuzzled him, inhaling his scent. An earthy masculine scent, combined with leather, engine grease, and something else that was entirely Adam. He kissed her slow and deep, as he shrugged out of his jacket. Stepping back, Adam stepped out of his boots and toed off his socks. Then he pulled off his t-shirt in a one-arm moved that Anna found much too enticing. As he turned to face her again, Anna moaned, biting her lip at the sight of Adam's thickly muscled torso. He had a wide, tattooed chest, and abs that made her mouth water. Anna's hand snaked out towards him, but she stopped herself at the last minute. Pulling her hand back to her chest. Adam chuckled, grabbing her hand and placing it against his chest. Still holding her wrist, he slid her hand down. Over his chest. His abs. Then onto his belt buckle. She took the hint and unbuckled it. As she did,her hands trembled, then she unbuttoned his jeans. Adam stepped back and dropped his jeans and boxer briefs, and stepped out of them. A high pitched keen left Anna's throat as he walked towards her. Her eyes locked on his erection, bobbing slightly as he stalked towards her. She couldn't tear her eyes away from his thick length, a small pang of fear went through her. He must have noticed, because he scooped her up into his arms and kissed her. Gently this time. "I'm a big man, but I'll be gentle honey." He cooed in her ear. She trembled in his arms and nodded. Feeling playful, he tossed her onto the center of his bed, smiling as she giggled sweetly. Adam crawled towards her, stalking her like a predator would it's prey. Anna gasped as he let some of his weight settle over her, pinning her small body beneath him. "You look like the big bad wolf who's about to eat me up." She whispered. Adam smirked darkly, leaning down and nipping at her pulse point. He moved his kisses down her body, stopping to pay attention to her full breasts, before moving down her stomach, "and that's just what I intend to do.." He growled and nuzzled her clit with his nose. Anna squirmed as she felt his tongue make a long lazy lap up and down her slit. Angling his head, Adam curled the tip of his tongue around the tiny nub, adding some teeth into the mix. Anna screeched and locked her thighs around his head. Adam pried her legs open and was relentless in his ministrations. By the time he finished his oral assault, Anna had come twice and was mumbling in gibberish. Her eyes glassy and her cheeks flushed. "Wow..." She giggled deliriously.
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