Page 67 of Adonis Gates
I’d seen Adonis shirtless plenty of times and even had the pleasure of laying eyes on the blessing between his legs once, but seeing him in all his glory at that moment had the heat coursing through my body intensifying. I’d never seen a more perfectly sculpted man than the one standing in front of me.
He climbed between my legs trailing kisses across my stomach then down to my center where he pushed my legs back, giving him the perfect view of my pussy. I waited with bated breath for him to make a move, and when he did, I lost it immediately. It couldn’t have been the simple kiss that he’d placed on my lower lips. It had to have just been the moment we were in; it was knowing that he was yearning for me and the things he’d said before this happened.
Adonis followed the kiss up with his tongue twirling around my clit. He pushed my legs back a little further before he began to suck on it. Releasing one of my legs, he circled my clit with the pad of his thumb while his tongue slithered down to my opening. He circled it for a few seconds before plunging it inside of me and swirling it around.
“Mm, oh,” I moaned, holding onto the back of his head.
He released my legs, and I dropped them down to rest on his shoulders while he skillfully pulled orgasm number one from me. Slowly, he pushed two fingers inside of me while he continued to feast on me, quickly working out my second climax.
He worked my body only using his tongue and fingers, making me lose count of how many times I actually climaxed before he came up for air. Making his way up my body, he slipped his tongue into my mouth, kissing my hungrily.
I felt his hands between us, lining himself up at my opening then slowly pushing inside of me. I tensed up at the penetration, afraid that I’d ruin things by being overcome with pain.
“Relax, baby,” he said against my lips as he pushed further inside of me.
Once he was all the way inside, he just sat there, kissing me. I didn’t know if it was for me or him, but either way I appreciated it. I wasn’t hurting, but I surely needed time to adjust to his size.
He began to slowly move in and out of me seconds later, immediately drawing a low whimper from me as my nails sank into the back of his shoulders. He pressed his forehead against mine then shook his head.
“Jru,” he mumbled lowly, stroking in and out of me twice then stopping again. “This pussy… a nigga gon’ fuck around and end it early.” He chuckled then locked his gaze on mine. “You good?”
I nodded before leaning up to capture his lips and wrap my legs around his waist, encouraging him to continue. He commenced with slow strokes at first, then eventually picked up the pace when I told him I was fine and not to hold back. He felt good inside of me and I was eager for whatever he had in store for me.
He slipped one of his arms between his body and my leg, placing it on his shoulder, then pulled back some to hold the other out before he began to dive deeper inside of me. I quickly became undone feeling my release.
“Damn,” he mumbled before glancing down between us at the evidence of my orgasm then at me, smirking. “This pussy is lethal, baby.”
He lifted my other leg onto his shoulder before going deeper, pounding my center, as he leaned down sucking and kissing my lips. He moved down to kiss and gently bite my chin then lowered to my neck. His face nuzzled there before he began tosuck hard, then soft, repeating the motions. I was sure that I would be marked in those places when we were done.
“Oh my God,” I moaned squeezing my eyes shut.
“Shit,” he hissed, adjusting his shoulders so my legs fell to his sides. He pressed his body into mine, reaching to place my legs back around him, then circling his hips slowly. While he worked me, his mouth was right next to my ear. “Knew this pussy was going to be good. Damn.”
“I-I’m going to cum.” I cried feeling my next release making its way through me.
“Mhm.” He lifted a bit, making sure to maintain his pace as he fucked me through the orgasm.
Once it subsided, he pulled out and stood at the end of my bed, pulling me down. He lined himself with my entrance again and slowly pushed inside of me. Grabbing my feet, he began sucking on my toes while he fucked me at a medium pace, looking in my eyes the whole time. I was going crazy at the feeling. I hadn’t ever had a nigga suck my toes before while he was fucking me.
“Shit.” I whimpered when he used his other hand to toy with my clit.
He worked it over quickly at first then he slowed it down before switching back. He continued that pattern until I was releasing yet again. He let go of my foot, pressing both fists into the bed next to my head.
“Can I beat this pussy up?” he asked and I nodded, but he said, “let me hear you say that shit.”
“Y-you can beat it up.”
“Aight, tell me if it becomes too much,” he said.
His pace instantly picked up after that. He wrapped a hand around the front of my throat and began to drill inside of me. The sounds of us moaning and our skin slapping filled the room. I’d said yes but thought to myself it may hurt, it was the totalopposite. Though he was indeed putting in work, there was no pain, only pleasure. I knew he wasn’t going as hard as he could, but he was perfect and it was just the right amount to have me releasing yet again.
“Adonis,” I cried out.
He dropped down, putting his hands right under my ass as he stroked long and deep with his face nuzzled into my neck.
“Fuck,” he mumbled. “I’m gon’ nut,” he announced before lifting up some and kissing me. He brought me to another orgasm before his release came. He stayed there, laying on top of me, both of us breathing heavily before he slowly pulled out of me and stood.
He told me not to move before disappearing inside of my bathroom. He didn’t even have to tell me that because I couldn’t have moved from that position if I wanted to. I was spent and completely out of energy. I heard the water turn on in the bathroom and some more commotion before the door opened and the light caused me to squint since my room was dimly lit from a small night light.