Page 88 of Primal Bonds 1
I swallowed hard and then nodded. “I’m sorry.”
“Why?” he asked. “Is it because you’re scared I’d assault you, fuck you without your consent like all those other men who rented you? Is that why you had to suck my cock to ease my sexual frustration?”
I shook my head furiously. “No… You’re wrong. Yes, I hate men touching me. I hate them fucking me, but you’re wrong. I… That first time, yes, I did it with that intention in mind. I was… scared. I didn’t know you then and… I’m sorry, Adam.”
Adam narrowed his eyes at me. “How many times did I tell you to never use that word?”
Sorry.Yes, of course he had told me to never say that word when we had first met, even if I was in the wrong.
I walked up to him. I wanted to touch him, touch his skin and feel him against me.
“No… I’m not sorry,” I said. “I’m not sorry at all.” I raised my face to look at him then, tears flowing down my cheeks. “I… I love you, Adam. Please don’t kick me out. I won’t know where to go or what to do. I can’t bear the thought of not having you with me. I swear I’ll just die if I can’t be with you.”
He took in a shaky breath and then cupped my face. “Fuck, Shiro,” he said, his voice hoarse. “Fuck… Fuck…” He leaned down.
Our face inches apart, I could feel the warmth of his breath fanning on my skin. He was looking deeply into my eyes, and then, I felt his lips against mine, and I sucked in my breath as this overwhelming emotion rushed through me. I felt like my heart was going to burst with his lips pressing intimately against mine, his cool hands touching my hot skin.
When he moved back, he said gently, “Don’t say you’ll die so easily.” He wrapped his arms around me then and hugged me tight. “Shiro, I love you, too.”
He loved me.Adam said he loved me, too, and I felt my head swim in a daze as this sense of happiness flooded me. I whimpered softly as I clutched him, burying my face against his massive bare chest.
I felt him kissing the top of my head, and then he said, “You’re just fucking adorable. But why did you do that?”
I nestled my face against his chest even more, my body trembling, the aching need within me growing hot again. I licked my lip and said, “That first time I did it to ease your sexual frustration, but this time… This time, I wanted you.” I moved back and raised my gaze to look at him. “I don’t know, Adam. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’ve never felt like this before. I’m so hot and achy and… I just wanted to feel your skin against mine and I wanted you to fuck me so badly.”
Adam looked at me hard for a moment, and then he said, “Fuck, Shiro… Fuck! I’m at my limit.” He swiftly moved and scooped me up, my feet off the floor, and I was suddenly in his arms.
He carried me back into the penthouse and then across the living area into the master bedroom. There, he shut the door with a firm click with one foot. Then he laid me on the bed, and I knew that this was it.
I couldn’t believe it! Adam was going to make love to me. He was going to plunge that massive cock of his into my butthole and drive me crazy. The moment that thought came, my heart raced once again and my cock twitched. My butthole, too, continued to pulsate with need.
Adam leaned himself on top of me and then planted his lips on mine, kissing me, slow and gentle at first and then deeper, plunging his tongue into my mouth.
I welcomed that, his tongue inside my mouth and his lips against mine. I groaned softly, eagerly wrapping my arms around him, drawing even closer against me, just feeling him and his cool skin against me.
His tongue was bigger than mine, and had more experience, too, as it intertwined with mine, stroking and caressing, which drove me mindless. When he moved back, I was breathless and out of sorts.
Adam undid my pajama shirt, or rather his shirt, and pulled it away to reveal my naked body underneath. I welcomed the cool night air as I writhed and moaned.
Adam stared at me long and hard, and then he said softly, “Fuck… Just… holy fuck…”
The way he looked at me, in that dark way of his, only made me heat up even more, my insides burning hot for him.
“Adam…” I called out softly. “Please… More…”
I wanted him to touch me more, kiss me more, caress me more.
Adam touched the side of my face, his own close to mine, and he said, his breath warm against my skin, “You’re fucking beautiful, Shiro. You’re an enchantress. You’re practically glowing.”
Glowing?What did he mean by that? Or was I in such a feverish heat that my skin was flushing red? Whatever he meant, I just didn’t care. I wanted Adam making love to me, kissing me and touching me and caressing me and…
And fucking me, relentlessly and furiously, again and again.
“Adam…” I begged softly. “Kiss me, please…”
“Fuck,” he said, as he moved in closer and searched my lips for a scorching kiss. Meanwhile, his hands were all over my body, touching me and stroking me, which I loved. I was touching him, too, feeling his toned, muscular body against my palms and fingertips, just feeling him.
Adam finally let my lips go and continued leaving a trail of little kisses down my throat toward my chest. There, he took one nipple into his mouth and started lovingly torturing it, teasing and nibbling it with his teeth and tongue while his hand was toying with the other one, rubbing and rolling the bud between his finger and thumb.