Stout (Men of Lovibond 2) - Page 36

“My hard-on could provide at least a dozen good arguments against why waiting isn’t the best decision. But I can see it’s what you want. So . . . we wait.”

I kiss him quickly. “You won’t be disappointed.”

“Come on. We need to get out of here before I change my mind about throwing you on that bed.”

I pick up the lingerie and place it in my bag. “It’s nice out. Want to take advantage of the pool before we go to your house?”

“First, you won’t let me fuck you. And now you want to walk around in a bikini? Are you trying to torture me?” I can see how it may seem as though that’s my intention.

“Sorry. It’s just that I don’t get many free weekends to take advantage of the pool.”

“I’m kidding, Max. I would love to swim with you. But I am a man so no skinny-dipping.”

“No worries. I’m very well aware of your manliness. It’s absolutely unmistakable.”

Oliver is all male, all the time. And all mine.

I can’t wait to have some of that manliness tonight.

Oliver Thorn

Adelyn and I had a fun afternoon. I love spending time with my girl, talking and laughing, getting to know each other more. But I swear she does something to me I can hardly control. I stay hard around that woman; I want to fuck her every second we’re together.

It’s heaven and hell at the same time.

Adelyn thought it would be fun to cook dinner together. And it was, but I’ve had to talk my dick down all day. He and I are done waiting.

So. Ready. To. Fuck.

I take the dish towel from Adelyn’s hand. “I’ll finish cleaning the kitchen. You go upstairs, put on the birthday present you bought for me, and get ready to be fucked raw.”

“Thorn.” Her tone is coy but I know it’s an act. I’m speaking a language she understands fluently. Alpha.

“Go, Max.” I grasp her shoulders and turn her around before smacking her on the ass. “Now.”

“I need to shower first.”

“No point. You’ll need one afterwards with what I plan to do to you.” I’m going to fill that sweet little body of hers with my cum.

“Trust me. A shower is necessary so give me twenty minutes.”

Twenty minutes? “Fuck, no. I’ll give you ten and not a minute more.”

She spins around and pokes her finger into my chest. “Don’t you dare come upstairs before fifteen.”

I can be in and out in five. “Why so long?”

“I want to be perfect for you.”

“You’re already perfect for me.”

She lifts her arms and wrinkles her nose. “I’m sweaty and sticky from being outside.”

It was a hot one today. “Just means you’ll taste salty when I lick you.”

“No. It means I stink.” Women can be so weird sometimes. Don’t they know men were born to love the way they smell? We don’t mind their natural fragrance. In fact, we love it. Simple biology. All the frou-frou is unnecessary.

“Wrong. You smell so good I could lift you up on this countertop and eat you right now.”

She puts her hand against my chest to stop me when I step toward her. “You’re not doing that.”

“Then you’d better get moving. You’ve already lost two of your fifteen minutes standing here arguing with me about it.”

“Oh, no. It’s not going down like that.”

I tap the imaginary watch on my wrist. “Time’s ticking away, Miss Maxwell.”

“I will call down when I’m ready and you won’t come up a second before I do.”

I thought I was the alpha in this relationship. “You’re awfully good at giving orders for someone who says she likes being controlled.”

“The only time you’ll ever dominate me is when we’re in the bedroom. And we’re not in there right now.”

“We will be in twelve minutes; once you step foot inside that bedroom door I’m in control. And you can bet your sweet ass I’ll be in there to get what’s coming to me.” She’s completely turned on. I see it in her hooded eyes. Teeth tugging on her bottom lip. So I smack her ass. “Off you go. I don’t like waiting.”

“Yes, sir.” Fuck, yes.

I finish cleaning the kitchen and look at the time. It’s been ten minutes since Adelyn went upstairs. I want nothing more than to barge in there right now and put her underneath me. But instead I go to the guest bathroom and shower.

Yeah. I’m giving in. This time. Only because I see how important this is to her.

She wants tonight to be perfect. Her birthday gift to me. It would be incredibly selfish to take that from her.

I go upstairs when I finish showering. We’re well beyond the twenty-minute mark so it should be safe. “Can I come in?”

“Hang on.” I stand at the door waiting for permission to enter. “Okay. Come in.”

Adelyn is standing by the bed wearing the sheer black nightie, hand on hip. She’s beautiful. Breathtaking. Bewitching. “You were right. Absolutely worth the wait.”

“My first gift for the birthday boy. Like it?”

“Love it.” I’m going to hate taking that off her. Almost.

She wraps her arms around my shoulders and touches my wet hair. “I see I’m not the only one who showered.”

“I wanted to smell good for my girl.”

“You smell divine. And I very much like that you came to me wearing nothing but a towel.” She untucks the corner so it falls to the floor and comes up on tiptoes to kiss me. “But it has to go.”

“You’ll get no argument from me.”

My cock pokes her in her stomach and she reaches down to grasp it. “Where does this birthday boy want to go first? In my mouth or inside me?”

“Birthday boy wants it all. Start with my cock in your mouth. Now.”

She drags her mouth down my chest. From the hitch in her breathing, she liked that.

I lie on the bed, scooting backward to the middle, making room, because she’s going to kneel between my legs.

She places her palms on my thighs and glides them upward until her fingertips brush my balls. She teases them, lightly sweeping her fingers back and forth over the skin.

I grab two pillows to put under my head so I can watch everything she does. Very little is hotter than watching a girl suck you off.

She moves her hand up and grasps the base of my cock before circling her tongue around the head. The stiff tip flicks several times when she licks the sensitive area underneath the crown. She alternates licking my length and rotating her tongue around the head’s edge before taking me fully into her mouth. “Damn, baby. That feels so fucking good.”

I fist her hair, pulling all of it into a high ponytail so I don’t miss a single swipe. “It’s a beautiful thing, watching your mouth bob over my dick like that.”

She takes me out of her mouth and pushes my cock against my stomach when she licks my balls. She draws the loose skin into her mouth and lightly sucks. Too many women ignore the balls. But not my girl. “You are so good at this.”

“Not done yet, Thorn.”

She returns to licking and sucking my cock before moving her finger to the skin beneath my sac. She presses upward while rotating in a circular motion. Slow, and then fast. Soft, and then hard. I fucking love it. But it’s going to make me come a lot quicker than I’d like.

I stroke my fingertips over the top of her head. “I’m about to come.”

She presses upward with her finger, and I swear it feels like I’m shooting off from somewhere much deeper than my nads. “Day . . . um. Fuck, woman.”

Adelyn sucks hard and swallows when I come in her mouth. It is hot as hell watching her do that.

She comes up smiling and licking her lips. “My second gift.”

“Best present ever.”

“There’s more to come. But the question is how do you want it?” She crawls up my body until we’re face to face. “I’m yours for the taking. How do you want me?” I’ve never had a woman straigh

t up tell me I can have her any way I want her.

I don’t hate hearing that.

“Hands and knees.” My favorite position.

Adelyn rolls away and moves into position as I slide off the bed to stand next to it. “Bring that sweet ass back this way for the birthday boy.”

She scoots backward until she’s perfectly positioned for the taking. I slide her panties aside and push my dick through the split in her cheeks and onto her slit, teasing her. “Is this what you want?”

“I want what you want.” Her voice is soft. So submissive. So eager to please.

Reminds me of the things her father said to me. She will submit to her husband in everything.

Submit to her husband. That thought is bouncing around like a Ping-Pong ball in my head.

“Head down. Ass up.” She lowers her head, arches her back, and moves her ass back and forth, rubbing against me.

“Like this?” She’s the one enticing me now. But I have a whole lot more teasing in store for her.

“Just like that.”

I rub my hand over her bare cheek peeking out of her skimpy sheer panties. “I’m trying to decide if I’m going to take these off or push the crotch aside when I fuck you.”

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