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Only then did he begin to ease away.

He kissed the insides of her thighs, slow and lingering, before trailing his lips up her soft, overstimulated skin. Along her stomach, her ribs, the underside of her breasts. His mouth was still wet with her when he reached her lips.

And when he kissed her… she tasted herself on him.

She moaned into it, her arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him close as if she couldn’t bear even an inch of space between them.

He lingered between her thighs, planting slow, open-mouthed kisses on her trembling skin. His lips brushed the sensitive insides, the places still quivering from release. Each kiss was gentle, soft, like he was grounding her back into her body.

He trailed upward, worshipping the path from her inner thighs to the curve of her hipbones, her stomach, the space just beneath her ribs. Every inch he kissed was soft, flushed, and oversensitive, her skin twitching with every brush of his mouth.

When he reached the underside of her breast, he paused, nuzzling into her warmth before drawing the tender skin between his lips. His mouth was still wet with her when he finally reached her lips.

And when he kissed her, slow and hungry, she tasted herself on him.

She moaned into it, the sound soft but desperate, her arms winding around his neck, pulling him closer, closer, like she needed to fuse their bodies just to breathe.

He shifted between her thighs, the weight of him settling perfectly against her. His shaft was hard and slick as it pressed against her soaked entrance, teasing her with slow, intense grinds. He didn’t push in. Not yet. He just rocked against her, coating himself in her wetness, dragging a soft moan from both their throats as their bodies slid together, wet and wanting.

Her hands roamed his back, nails lightly raking his skin, hips lifting to meet each grind. The air was thick, hot, charged with want.

Then, slowly—achingly—he pushed inside her.

“Hah…,” her mouth parted in a helpless cry, her fingers clawing into his shoulders as he filled her inch by inch. She was tight, warm, wet, drawing him in like she’d been waiting just for him. Her body arched, stretching around him, her thighs trembling as he buried himself fully.

“Fuck,” Adrian groaned, forehead pressed to hers, trying to hold himself still.

She whimpered, tightening around him in response, her breath ragged as she adjusted to the slow, deep invasion.

He began to move, each thrust long, deep, and unhurried, like he wanted her to feel every thick inch of him. Their bodies moved together perfectly, each roll of her hips meeting the rhythm of his. The sound of skin meeting skin filled the room, soft and wet, paired with the broken moans and gasps that fell from her lips.

Her fingers dug into his back, heels pressed into his hips, urging him deeper, harder.

She clung to him like he was both her shelter and her undoing.

Adrian kissed her again, swallowing the moans that spilled from her mouth. His movements grew rougher, deeper, his control fraying as the pleasure surged.

“Let go again,” he growled against her lips. “I want to feel you cum around me.”

Her body tightened in response, the heat rising fast again. Her nails bit into his shoulders as her breath hitched, eyes fluttering shut. He slipped his hand between them, his thumb finding her clit and rubbing it in firm, tight circles. Her body jerked.

“Ah…!” she shattered around him.

Her cry broke open the air as her walls clamped down on him, spasming, milking him as waves of release surged through her. Her entire body trembled, every muscle locking, breath torn from her lungs.

Adrian’s jaw clenched as her orgasm dragged him to the edge. His control was slipping, unraveling fast.

But just as the pressure crested—

She placed a hand firmly on his chest and pushed.

“Wait,” she whispered, voice shaky, breathless.

He blinked down at her, dazed. “What—?”

Before he could finish, she moved.

She rolled them over with unexpected strength, straddling him. His thick shaft slid out halfway, slick and twitching, throbbing from being so close. She hovered above him, chest heaving, thighs still shaking from her climax.