Free Wait for Me by Sara Tessa Page B

passion, driven by a merciless lust, surrendering to his breathless kisses. I wanted to feel him, but I found that I couldn’t move my arms. One brain cell managed to find its way through the haze of sexual pleasure – my hands were fastened to the headboard. My first reaction was fear, vulnerability. I tugged on the straps and Adam calmed me with more kisses, sliding his fingers inside me. The anxiety trickled away. His eyes shone, with a pure adoration for every inch of my body, and once again, I abandoned myself to pleasure. Usually it took a long time to climax through another’s touch, but this was different; those lustrous eyes and that untouchable flesh, warm and soft as he pressed against me. Above all, it was his mouth that turned me on, slightly open in a pure and sensuous way. He could take me any way he wanted.
    â€œAre you close, Sophie?” he asked, slipping his tongue into my mouth. He stopped touching me, calming the fire. “You want me to make you come?” His lips hovered over my neck.
    I arched my back to try and free myself from the bindings. I needed to be free; I needed to touch him.
    â€œYou want my hand, my tongue, or me?” he whispered, almost to my lips. I tried to move closer and he held his body at bay. “Tell me, Sophie, tell me what you want.”
    I felt his fingers touch me again, igniting my entire body.
    â€œI want to hear you say it.”
    He kissed my breasts and I knew I wanted his tongue. My nipples were hard and I was aching with excitement.
    â€œTell me.”
    â€œYour mouth,” I strained.
    Little by little, leaving a trail of kisses and bites, he travelled lower and lower. The anticipation was too much and the moment he grazed my clitoris with his tongue, I gasped. The slightest touch sent a shockwave through my flesh. The vigorous orgasm spread. I tried to hold my breath to stifle the moans. I tried not to scream out. Adam continued to lick me. I tried to hold him back, push his head from between my thighs, but he carried on caressing me with ardent pleasure, until I reached a second climax. This one crept upon me more slowly – a growing tide that left my nerves tingling.
    His mouth returned to mine and I tasted myself on his lips and his tongue; my thrill still lingered there. My nipples kept burning as my mind was submerged by him. My body was consumed by a strange numbness, still recovering from the orgasm. Adam bit my lower lip and smiled, pressing his forehead against mine.
    â€œYou’re a deluge, Sophie,” he said with satisfaction.
    I searched for his lips again but he pulled away. I wanted to be able to move
    â€”to drown him in kisses and ride him until the final drops of lust had been exhausted. ‘Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me,’ I kept thinking, but my voice couldn’t convert this into words. Adam opened the condom wrapper and finally took me. Still dazed by the multiple orgasms, I was utterly defenseless. He sank inside me without any resistance. The vigor of his penetration was so primitive that at first I recoiled – I pressed my feet against the mattress and pulled back by an inch. He held my hips, pushing himself deeper and deeper. The momentum increased and he moved ferociously inside me. His convulsing body moved me to the innermost throes of pleasures. It was a place I had never seen before. He kissed me violently as his pace accelerated. I felt his breath on my neck and his moans became more urgent. I lifted my knees and arched my back. I wanted to feel him come.
    â€œOh my god,” he said hoarsely.
    Under the weight of his body, I sank into the mattress with an unexpected sense of fulfillment. He shifted himself definitively, and then steadied the pace. Moving softly in and out, I felt a pulse inside me as he came, panting against my bare neck.
    In the end, it was all him. I had been completely at his mercy as he fucked me. I could do little apart from relish his penetration. But as I