Page 91 of Forever Found

“Adam! I…I need more, please!” I cried. I was desperate and wild, unable to control the way my body moved beneath him, desperate for his touch and so much more.

“Easy, baby girl. I’m gonna make it better now,” he soothed. He kissed me chastely a few times as he fumbled to grab his jeans which he’d thrown onto the edge of the bed. I thought about telling him I’d put condoms in the nightstand, but he already had one from his pocket in his hand.

“You’re sure about this, Addy? We can stop if…”

“Don’t you dare! I’m sure. Please don’t make me beg anymore, Adam. I need you right now. Please!” I moaned, so desperate I thought I may cry if he tried to stop again.

He looked to me assessingly for a moment and I knew he was worried, especially after my very recent meltdown, but he must have seen what he needed to see.

He made short work of getting on the condom, then he leaned in closer to me, checking in with me once more, his eyes assessing every inch of my face for worry or panic, but I knew he’d find none there.

I had been terrified I’d never have sex again when this thing with my three guys began. I had been so sure having sex would plummet me right back to the horror of the past and all the monsters who had hurt me. But I had been wrong. What I had with Jordan, Kane, and Adam was so far removed from the horror and pain filled experience I endured while I was a captive, and what I did with the three of them had never once reminded me of what had happened to me. Having sex with the men I loved made me feel safe, and loved. It was filled with gentleness, pleasure, and the deep connections I shared with each of them. It was making love and it made me feel more like the me I wanted to be than anything else ever could.

I ran my hand down his body, appreciating the beauty of his perfectly sculpted abs, pecs, and huge muscular arms. He had the power to break me if he wanted to, but in that moment I knew that was something I would never ever fear from him.

As I slid my hand down his side, I could feel the scars there – the burn scars from his fight to save his parents from their burning car. He’d been lucky to escape the explosion that it ultimately ended in. He could have been taken from me before I even got to know him, and that terrified me. Losing any of them terrified me. Kane, Adam, Jordan. I needed them more than anything at that terrifying time in my life. My brothers too. They were everything to me, and losing any of them would push me into an abyss I knew there would be no coming back from.

“Eyes on me at all times, baby. Don’t look away, okay?” Adam said, making me realize I had closed them, lost too deeply in my head.

I nodded, which seemed to appease him as he began to kiss and nibble his way down my torso again. It felt both amazing and torturous, my own desperation for more, now feeling like I wasat combustion level. I was about to open my mouth and beg him for more, but I paused when his touch moved lower – to exactly where I so badly needed it, brushing over my core, and then delving deeper to my clit with a teasing, light touch.

“More!” I panted. “Please Ad!”

“Sshh now. Just feel,” he whispered as the pressure on my clit increased. He pushed two fingers of his other hand inside me and started to thrust with just the pressure I needed, the entire time our eyes were locked on each other, me trapped in the lust I saw in his gaze, and him checking in constantly that I wasn’t freaking out on him.

“Yes!” I gasped. I became lost to pleasure as he skillfully brought me to the brink. I was so close, about to crash down over that edge that I had been chasing since his first touch of my naked chest.

“Adam, wait,!” I panted. “I want to feel you inside me when I come.” I was out of breath and fuzzy with need as I teetered on the edge of my orgasm, but I wanted this with Adam. I wanted him to be as close to me as he could be when we lost ourselves to pleasure.

“You’re killing me, Addy,” he told me huskily, but there was a hint of a smile on his face as he pulled back enough to lift his weight onto his arms. His eyes locked with mine as he lined himself up and then he pushed in. I could see the restraint it was taking for him to take it slow, but I appreciated it, since he was definitely the biggest of my guys in more ways than one. The stretch inside of me was a little uncomfortable as he slid into me gently, but as soon as he was in place, the discomfort eased and I looked up at him with a nervous smile.

“Okay?” he asked.

“I need you t-to move,” I pleaded.

He seemed to watch me for a moment, indecision in his eyes, but then, finally, he did. He remained cautious, still keeping each thrust slow and steady, and looking at my face continuously to ensure I wasn’t in pain. But as he started to move in a slightly faster rhythm, pain was the last thing I was thinking of. The pleasure within me was already building quickly, getting me closer and closer to that high I had found myself chasing constantly since Jordan and I had sex for the first time at the cabin.

I wrapped my legs tight around his waist, locking my feet, hoping it would pull him deeper inside of me and it did. I cried out in pleasure as he hit that perfect spot. As my orgasm built fast and powerful within me, I clung even tighter to him, my hands gripping his huge shoulders, as I moaned in pleasure and uttered his name over and over again.

“I want you to come with me. Are you close, baby?” he asked in a tight, sexy voice that only drove me higher.

“Y-yes!” I cried as I clung to him even tighter and buried my face against his shoulder. I felt his whole body tighten beneath me and knew he was there too, so I let myself go, pleasure crashing over me like a tidal wave. I gripped Adam, lost to everything but him and the pleasure that was coursing through me.

I was still off floating somewhere in the clouds, but I forced my eyes open and found Adam watching me with a sexy lift of one side of his mouth, that looked cute on him.

“Still okay?” he panted.

“Better than okay,” I assured him with a goofy smile I couldn’t have stopped if I tried. “You?”

“Amazing,” he grinned. “I really do think you were made just for me, baby girl,” he told me.

“I think Jord and Kane may slightly disagree with you there,” I giggled.

“For us then. You were made for us. You’re so beautiful and sexy. I love you so much.”

“I love you too. And you’re pretty sexy yourself,” I told him. He leaned in and planted a loud ‘smack’ of a kiss in the center of my forehead, then he carefully pulled out of me and got to his feet.

“Stay there. I’ll just get rid of the condom,” he explained as he strode off, giving me a perfect view of his spectacularly tightly muscled ass.