As I hold my arms out, he weaves the ribbon around my wrists, tying the ends in a perfect bow.
“There. You see—” He glints up at me mischievously from beneath his thick lashes. “—you’re the perfect present, sweetheart.”
My pulse pounds harder in my veins as he leans down, nipping at my lips before licking into my mouth. Warm hands stroke down my forearms to my waist while he sucks my lips with a pop, meandering down to my jaw and neck. Laving to the tops of my breasts, Adam walks me backward at the same time as he rids me of my bra. When the back of my legs hit the bed, he pulls away brusquely. A hand slinks down to my ass, rounding to my front where he cups the apex of my thighs, finger shallowing into my entrance over my underwear.
“Adam,” I breathe, and in reply he thumbs down my throat with his other hand, splaying it over my chest before pushing me down on the bed.
The hand at my chest grabs at one of my breasts, squeezing so damn tight that my toes curl as he lowers over me and draws my thong to the side, slipping his finger inside me.
“God, Amelia, you’re so damn hot. So fucking wet…” The groan vibrates over my other breast as he pulls my nipple into his mouth while his thumb flicks over the other.
With a drawn-out sigh, he strokes out of my pussy, smearing my juices to my thigh as he lifts both my legs and strips me of my underwear while kissing his way back down.
Jesus Christ, every part of me is pulsing with lust and yearning for more of him, a deep-seated need I’ve never felt before. When he reaches my knees, he parts my legs, bringing my feet up to the edge of the bed.
“I want to feast on that beautiful cunt until you’re begging me to stop,” he muses, lowering to the ground and breathing over my exposed flesh.
“Please…Adam…”
With one long lick from my crease to my clit, he hums deeply as he slips his finger inside me again. Every lash of his tongue sends a fresh frisson of sensation from my core to my extremities. Curling the finger inside me, he thrusts deeper until my body is bowing to his while he kisses over my thighs. Unable to contain all the simmering heat inside, my voice breaks with my desperate moans as he finds that place where I come undone without warning. My body coils tight before every pore and cell ignites, and I can’t breathe as he continues finger fucking me, licking down my body until he’s between my legs with his mouth hovering over my pussy.
“There isn’t going to be a single part of you I haven’t tasted or owned, Amelia.”
A shaky groan escapes me as he fingers me faster and his tongue lashes at me incessantly, pulling my orgasm from so deep that I can’t think as I screw my eyes shut and try to ride every wave that assaults me. I don’t know whether I want him to stop and give me reprieve or whether I want him to continue, but he pulls his finger out, and while I’m still shuddering, he circles it over my asshole.
He applies more and more pressure until he’s inside me, slowly inching, pushing and pushing knuckle-deep, and with the bite of the intrusion, my orgasm continues raking through me.
“So fucking tight,” he growls, flicking my clit as he pulls out and thrusts back in. “I’m going to fill you so good, it’ll be all your Christmases come at once.”
“Hmm,” I whimper as he pulls out of my ass and reaches for the body oil at the foot of the bed.
Standing, he flips me onto my front, stretching my arms above my head, so that with my hands tied, I can’t brace myself. Flat on my chest, my back curves as he tucks my knees beneath me along with one of the pillows.
“Your arms don’t move, understand?” he demands, spanking my ass at the same time as he oils my skin. “Answer me, Amelia.”
“They don’t move.”
“Good girl.” He blows over my exposed hole, all the way down my slit, oiling every inch of my pussy and my ass before he strokes his cock up and down my folds. From my clit to my entrance where he thrusts deep with his thumbs, massaging over my crease as he fucks my pussy. “You feel so damn good. Hot. So fucking hot and tight. So…fuck…”
Bottoming out, he holds still inside me as his finger pushes inside my ass again. The cool drizzle of the oil along with the fullness makes it impossible for me to stay still. It’s almost too much. Too much of him and I’m so fucking full that it’s impossible to breathe.
“Adam…Oh my God…Adam…fuck…”
“It’s okay, baby, I’m going to make you feel so fucking good.”
Leaning over me, he presses a kiss between my shoulder blades before stroking out to the tip of his cock, and as he eases back in, he does the same with his finger. Pulling out, he adds another and then thrusts deep into my ass in one fell swoop that draws a strangled cry from me.
It feels so good as he fills me completely. Even through the burn of the intrusion, the sting of the stretch, I want more. I want him deeper. I want him everywhere. Hard, fast, and every other possible way. I just can’t get enough of him as he fucks my pussy and stretches me with his fingers.
There’s nothing slow or relenting about the pleasure he pulls from me. With his other hand pressing me into the mattress, I can’t move as I come for him. My body shakes with every last dredge of pleasure, leaving me boneless as he pulls out of me completely with a grunt that tells me he’s close too.
“I’m not done, sweetheart,” he tells me raggedly.
Lying beside me, he adjusts me onto my side, pulling me flush to him with one arm while he hooks my tied hands around his neck.
“You really are the most spectacular creature I’ve ever had,” he murmurs into my ear, lifting my leg over his thigh.
With his fingers stroking over my pussy, he drags my cum and oil to where his cock is pressing against my ass.
“I’m going to fuck your ass, spitfire, and you’re going to come for me. I want to feel your tight little cunt come around my fingers as I come in your ass.”
The words are still echoing in my ears to the deep thrum of my heart when he guides his dick to my asshole. The pressure has me writhing impossibly closer to him. And as he breaches my ass, his fingers push inside my pussy, hooking inside me as his thumb strums over my clit again and again to the same rhythm as he fucks my asshole.
“Oh my God!” The cry leaves my lips as he picks up his pace, fucking and fucking and fucking me with guttural groans and ragged breaths that soak into my hair. Everything feels so vivid that the smallest brush of his stubbled jaw on my shoulder sets me off.
“Fuck, Adam…fuck…fuck…fuck!” My arms pull down on instinct, bringing his mouth to my shoulder, and when he bites down, my entire being detonates.
“That’s it, spitfire, give me everything,” he grunts between nips and licks of my flesh while I come apart for him. “Come for me,” he grunts, thrusting deeper. “Fuck, Amelia.” He grunts again as his dick bottoms out inside me, swelling to the string of curses that roll from his mouth while he empties inside me.
I can’t bear it. I can’t take the feel of the air on my skin or his breath in my ear. The way his body shudders with mine or how his nails scrape over my nipple as he tries to ground himself. I can’t take any of it. It’s all too much. He’s too much. And at the same time, I already mourn the loss of him inside me. I mourn the fullness even as his cum scalds my insides. I weep at the prospect that this will all end too soon.