by Sky Corgan
I pull her dress down over her tits. Her small pink nipples pop out to greet me. When I let go of Adore's dress, it pools at her feet.
She turns in my arms, clawing at the buttons on my shirt to hurriedly unfasten them. I help her along, and she lets me take over the task, caressing my face and pulling me down for a kiss. I slide my shirt back off of my shoulders, and her hands are all over me, exploring my toned muscles. When I'm not bound to my doctor's office, I can usually be found at the gym. Fitness and work have been my life ever since my breakup with Claudia. With any luck, Adore will now be part of my life, too. I have to make her want me beyond this, though.
So far, so good. We're like magnets and metal, destined to cling together, at least for tonight. It seems like the world around us has disappeared for Adore. It's only me, and that's exactly what I want.
“Jesus Christ, you're fucking ripped,” she giggles against my mouth, breaking free from the kiss for a moment to look down at my chest and stomach.
“You got to explore me, now it's my turn.” I turn her in my arms again, my hand sliding up over her ribs to grope one of her breasts. She moans, reaching back to place her hand on my neck and press herself against me. I love the way she can't seem to stop touching me. It's as if my body is a playground to her—as if she hasn't been this personal with a man before.
I continue lavishing affection on her neck as my hands get to work exploring every naked inch of skin before traveling down to the heat between her legs. The red lacy thong she's wearing barely covers her mound. As my index finger presses it between her folds, I can feel the wetness gathered there. I rub over her clit, my other hand groping her breast, my index finger petting back and forth over her hard nipple.
She makes a tiny breathy noise, and then I feel her clit throb with a contraction. Holy fuck, she's coming on my hand, and I don't even have her bare yet.
“Oh my God,” she says in a shaky voice, pulling away from me as if she's embarrassed for having climaxed so quickly. I don't really understand why she wouldn't want to stay in my arms and let her orgasm play out to completion, but I dare not question her.
Adore places her palms on the bed, glancing back at me. I give her ass a good hard slap, drawing the attention of everyone else in the room. I think it's the first time since we started that we've become aware that we're not alone. I worry that it will pull Adore out of the moment, but her attention is quickly returned to me. Just to make sure I don't lose her, I kneel and make eye contact, kissing her ass while I floss the string of her thong between her cheeks and against her pussy.
She moans as I lick the place where material and skin collide. Then knowing that I'm not going to lose her, I give her ass another slap, not giving a shit if we're distracting everyone else.
I pull her thong away from her pussy to find it soaked. Her sweet scent drowns out all the other smells of sex in the room. I look at her like I could devour her whole as my mouth begins to descend on her wide and eager. She's all moaning while my tongue makes pass after pass, savoring the taste of her delicate flesh.
“Don't feel shy about coming all over my face,” I tell her with a smirk, petting over her petals with my thumb before my mouth gets to work again.
I alternate between using her panties and my tongue to tease her, flossing them hard between her pussy lips and strumming her clit until I can't stand to see her covered a moment longer.
“I need all of that pussy.” I pull her thong off, then urge her onto the bed on her back.
She spreads her legs for me like a good girl, teasing me with the sight of her naked body splayed before me. I'm sure there's a wet spot on my boxer briefs. My cock is straining so hard against my slacks that it's painful.
I stoke myself over the thick material as I eat Adore's pussy, needing some sort of relief. Her cunt is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, and the taste of her is exquisite. If I didn't need to be inside of her so badly, I could probably stay on my knees between her legs all night worshiping at her body's temple.
I moan as I pleasure her, showing her I'm enjoying it. She reaches up to play with her nipples, the taut peaks demanding attention. Her expression is that of a woman lost in complete bliss. Pride swells in my chest from knowing I'm the one making her feel this way. If she'll let me, I'll make her feel like this countless nights.
She slips her fingers into my hair, curling them but not able to clutch onto anything thanks to it being so short. If we end up together, maybe I'll grow it out for her. Instead, she grabs onto the back of my head, pulling me against her and writhing until her body bucks beneath me from another orgasm. This time, I don't let her get away from me, latching my mouth onto her pussy and roughly pressing the flat of my tongue against her clit to milk out every last contraction.
She cries out to the heavens, her thighs trembling as she gives herself over to pleasure. I kiss her inner thighs, allowing her a few moments to catch her breath. All the while, she strokes my head, insistent on touching me, her hand never breaking away, her little mouth stuck in an O.
“I need to be inside of you,” I tell her as I come up off of my knees.
“Yes, oh yes,” she replies, gazing up at me as if there's no other option.
CHAPTER FIVE
ADORE
Holy hotness.
For as awkward as things were when we began, I feel a connection to Kellan that I've never felt with any other man. He's dominant and sexy, and in his arms, I can practically forget that we're in a room with two other couples and that there are God knows how many people watching us through the glass.
Even that turns me on to some degree, knowing I'm about to take down this Adonis in front of so many other women who would probably claw my eyes out to be with him. I've never seen so many perfectly proportioned muscles on a man before. He's the personification of tall, dark and handsome. And he's mine. All mine, if only for tonight.
I try not to think about the only for tonight part, because if I do, doubt will seep into my heart. I'll turn on myself like I did when I almost had the one-night stand. I'll start to feel that this is immoral and wrong.
Gazing up into Kellan's dark chocolate eyes, nothing about this feels wrong. It's like the heaviest fever dream come to life. And I'm swept away in the fantasy, my body moving on autopilot from all the passion and desire I feel inside.
I need more of him. As much as I can possibly get from the time we're together.
When he emerges from between my legs, I sit up and kiss him, tasting myself on his lips. I can't believe I've already climaxed twice and we haven't even had sex yet. This guy is a master of foreplay, that's for sure.
I unbutton his pants, desperate to see what's hiding beneath them. Just from fondling him, I could tell that it's big. This is probably going to hurt, but I don't even care anymore. All I want is to feel him inside of me.
I pull his slacks and boxer briefs down, and a monster springs out to greet me. “Oh my,” I say as I stare at his hard veiny length, my cheeks turning pink. My mouth salivates, but I'm too embarrassed to blow him in public with my complete lack of skills.
I stroke him from root to tip, cupping his ruddy balls and feeling their weight. His helmet is glistening with pre-seed, and as I squeeze him, a bead leaks from his slit and drips down the side.
Kellan hisses, his eyes rolling into the back of his head from my touch. “See what you do to me?”
“I can't believe I'm about to have this big, dirty thing inside of me,” I say in my most seductive voice.
“Oh, there's nothing dirty about me, love. I'm a doctor,” he informs me.
“A doctor? Wow. Impressive.” I really am impressed. I bet his patients call him Doctor Sexy behind his back. Or Doctor Stud Muffin. Or some variation of the sort. I draw closer and whisper into his ear, “Maybe that's why you know so much about female anatomy.”
“I'm about to give you a sex ed lesson you'll never forget.” He gazes down at me with those intense eyes of his. “But first I need to know if you're really a virgin.”<
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My entire body tenses and there's a tug at my heart from the realization that he's seen me as a pretender this entire time. I suppose I can't blame him, though, when I came onto him so strongly after those first few kisses. I probably look like I'm practically begging for it. And to some degree, I am.
“It wasn't a lie,” I mumble, avoiding his gaze.
He looks at me questioningly but says nothing as he takes me in his arms again, pulling me close and giving me a sweet kiss on the lips. “I'll be gentle.”
“Don't be gentle.” I rest my forehead against his, embarrassed by my request. “I want to feel what it's like to be with you. The real you.”
“What if the real me is gentle?” He cups my chin, forcing me to gaze into his eyes. His hot breath wafts across my face. His lips are calling to me.
I don't respond, I just lean in for another taste of him. He doesn't deny me the pleasure of his kiss, his mouth moving on top of mine, his tongue exploring.
“I'm so hot right now,” I moan against his lips. His cock throbs in my hand, only turning me on more. To think that this incredibly sexy man is rock hard just for me is so empowering.
“Are you?” He slips a hand between my legs, his index finger vibrating over my clit as I jack him off. It feels like he grows bigger with every stroke, his shaft so thick that my fingers can't reach all the way around it.
“I'm going to come,” I warn, feeling on the edge.
Kellan immediately pulls his hand away. “Not this time. Not like this,” he tells me as he lifts me like a rag doll and lies me on my back on the bed.
I spread my legs for him, my heart racing as I watch him grab the base of his shaft and start to guide himself forward. He's going in bare, which is super hot. Maybe that's also why he mentioned he was clean, because he was planning this.
I bite my bottom lip as he pushes into me, the spreading sensation far more intense than I could have imagined. I keep my eyes glued to our joined parts, watching him slowly sink into me.
He places my left leg on his shoulder, easing in until he's balls deep. The searing sensation of losing my virginity is immediately replaced by unparallelled pleasure as he begins to buck his hips. Had I known that sex would feel this good, I would have tossed my V card to the wind a long time ago. Though I have a feeling it wouldn't have been this amazing with someone else. There's something about Kellan, an intoxicating presence that makes everything ten times better.
Everything around me disappears besides the spot between my legs. Every buck of his hips brings me closer to paradise. I press my fingers against my clit, giving my body the last push to reach heaven.
“Oh fuck, you're going to make me come.” Kellan looks away as if just seeing me orgasm is going to drive him to climax.
“Don't stop, baby.” I wiggle my hips, moving my body as best I can to bounce on his cock.
“I won't be able to stop myself,” he warns. “If I keep going, I'm going to fill your virgin pussy with my cream.”
It's the hottest warning I've ever received, and though I know what the consequences might be, I can't deny myself the experience. “Fuck me until you don't have a drop left.” I lock eyes with him, challenging him.
An animalistic growl leaves Kellan's throat. He wraps his arms around my leg and starts pistoning into me rapidly. Each thrust drives his swollen cock head over my g-spot. I go blind from the pleasure of it, so lost in what my body is feeling that I barely have time to process what's happening when he slams into me with a grunt.
His cock swells over and over again, filling me. The subtle stretching sensation has me firing off. We're coming together, and it's the most amazing thing I've ever felt in my entire life.
“Oh, God. Oh, Kellan.” I fight to take all of him into me, my cunt clenching around him to milk his throbbing heat. He moans loudly, his head tilted back, his delicious Adam's apple exposed.
We stay locked together for several minutes, his cock spurting. Spurting. Filling my cunt with his baby batter.
What we did tonight was taboo on so many levels. I could probably win an award for kinkiest first time.
A contented giggle leaves my lips as I think about it all. But then Kellan pulls away from me, taking pieces of my confidence and happiness with him.
I watch him walk over to a table against the wall and grab a towel, wiping his dick off and then returning to me to clean the wetness between my legs. He doesn't make eye contact, and that hurts way more than I thought it would.
The realization hits me like a ton of bricks that this was all just a game to him. Come to the club. Find a bitch to screw. I'm nothing to him. Nothing at all.
I chew my bottom lip, trying to keep my overwhelming emotions at bay. As quickly as the euphoria of our coupling came, it fades. And while I don't regret what we just did, I feel empty inside. Tears prick at my eyes despite my best efforts to hold them back.
Kellan lets out a sigh and smiles down at me, though his expression changes the second he sees I'm upset. He's sitting beside me in an instant, wrapping a powerful arm around my shoulder. “What's wrong, angel?”
“Nothing.” I shake my head, trying not to seem weak.
“Hey.” He cups my chin, forcing me to look at him. “How about we get out of here and go back to my place? I know this was an intense experience for you. And to be honest, I'm tired of sharing you with everyone else. I want you alone, so I can get to know you better. Because I don't want this to just be tonight.”
And like that, everything is better.
CHAPTER SIX
KELLAN
Suddenly, the thought of so many eyes on Adore is unsettling. I want to cover her up and take her out of this dingy little club and never let another man see an inch of her sweet flesh ever again.
I pick her dress up from the floor and slip it over her arms, making sure that she's covered before I put on my clothes. We've been at it so long I hadn't even noticed that both of the original couples we came in here with are already gone, and another unfamiliar couple has taken up residence on the bed across from ours. I pay them no mind as I finish buttoning my shirt, grab my jacket from the table, and then take Adore's hand to lead her out of the room.
“Spectacular show, man” Rodney claps me on the shoulder as soon as we walk out of the bay.
“Don't.” I brush him away.
“Hey, that was a compliment.” He holds up his hands, his brow furrowed.
“Just don't.” I glance back at Adore. Her head is down. I can't tell if the look on her face is embarrassment or shame. The reality of what we just did—in front of all these people—is sinking in for both of us, I think. “We're getting out of here,” I inform him. “I'll text you later.”
“Have fun, you crazy kids.” His chipper demeanor returns.
“I need to tell my friend that I'm leaving,” Adore says behind me, her voice barely audible among those around us. The room is filled to the brim. I shoulder past people that give me knowing smiles.
When we finally exit the private area, I realize how strangled I felt inside. That was certainly an experience. And while I loved being with Adore, I'm not really sure I enjoyed so many people watching us. Taking her virginity should have been a sacred act. But if that's what she wanted...
It doesn't matter now. It's over.
Adore takes the lead once we're out of the private area. Never letting go of my hand, she leads me to a table where a couple are sitting. I know they're her friends before we even reach them. The way the woman's eyes light up when she sees Adore says it all. She stands, and the two of them embrace.
“Congratulations!” the woman says as if Adore losing her virginity is the most exciting thing in the world. “And who is this stud muffin?” She looks past Adore to me.
“I'm Kellan.” I extend my hand.
“I'm going back to his place now,” Adore tells her with a little hop.
“You better take care of my girl.” The woman slaps my shoulder.
“I will.” I smile politel
y.
She turns her attention back to Adore. “You have a good time tonight. And text me when you get home, so I'll know your safe, whether it be tonight or in the morning.”
“I will.” Adore nods.
We continue to hold hands as we walk out of the building. I'm reminded of how Adore wouldn't stop touching me while we were having sex. It makes me think that maybe she wants to be with me beyond all of this, too. A man can certainly hope.
“Would you like to ride together or follow me?” I ask once we're outside.
“I'll follow you,” she replies, to my disappointment.
I walk Adore to her car, and then she follows me to my apartment complex. I live a bit far, so I worry the whole way that she's going to change her mind and turn around. Thankfully, she doesn't. We arrive and park at the top of the parking garage, and then I take her hand again and walk her into the building and to my unit.
“This is a nice complex,” she mumbles as I stick my key into the lock.
“You're probably wondering why I rent instead of own since I'm a doctor.”
“No. I wasn't.” Adore steps past me when I let her in. Then her eyes fill with wonder as she takes in the view. All glass walls facing the outside and looking over the Texas hill country.
“I don't really want to deal with the maintenance stuff that goes into owning a house. And there aren't any condos like this outside of the city.” I flank her side where she's standing near the window. “Beautiful, isn't it?” I say, looking down at her.
“I wish it was daytime so I could see more of it.”
“Well, you are going to spend the night, aren't you?” I smirk.
She turns to me, and a blush covers her cheeks. I reach up to caress her face. She leans into my touch but avoids my gaze.
“After all we've done, you still seem shy.” I bend to kiss her.
Adore closes her eyes as I trail kisses down the side of her face to her neck. She steps in, placing her hand against my chest. I start to descend, but she takes my face in her hands, drawing my lips up to hers.
