He bent his head to kiss her into silence again and he stroked the delicate coral pink buds that crowned her breasts with skilful fingers.
The liquid sensation at the juncture of Shirley’s thighs became a knot of almost painful anticipation. She sucked in an audible breath, but a gasp of disconcertion was wrenched from her when he pulled her down across his thighs, though she had no thought of protest. He used his tongue to lash a lush, pouting nipple with wicked expertise. He followed that bold caress with the gliding graze of his teeth, tormenting the tender peaks into rigid, straining points.
‘Adam…’ she gasped, her hips squirming in a forlorn attempt to assuage the throb of need he had awakened.
‘You like that?’ Venting a soft laugh of satisfaction, he framed her face with lean brown fingers to hold her still. ‘I think you will like everything I do.’
He tasted her swollen mouth with erotic urgency and eased a hand beneath her hips to remove her last garment. Suddenly aware that she was totally naked, she tensed and there was a hint of hot need in the way her tongue twinned with his. Rising with her in his strong arms, he tumbled her gently down amongst the pillows. Removing his boxer shorts, he joined her on the bed. His rawly appreciative gaze feasted on the pale rounded contours of her shapely body. She lay there, her entire skin surface buzzing with a wanton response that not even an attack of almost paralysing shyness could kill.
He sank his hands beneath her bottom to lift her to him and his crotch nudged her entrance.
He moved slowly, carefully.
He was pushing inside her, filling her and it was the most extraordinary sensation she’d felt in a while. Then he let out a groan of urgent hunger as he shifted his hips and drove deeper.
It was the work of a moment to let the dam of hunger he had rigorously restrained flow free and he buried himself deep in the silken welcome of her hot little body.
Her inner muscles clenched round him as tiny little tremors of pleasure began to course through Shirley. She had feared he might stop; she hadn’t wanted him to stop. Now he began to move, harder, faster, deeper and the excitement returned with an intensity that took her breath away. Raw sensation and energy controlled her now and she tilted her hips and locked her legs round him in instinctive welcome. The pleasure came in an electrifying wave, tingling and burning through her every fibre, and then it peaked as she came in shock at what she was feeling. Adam shuddered and poured himself into her, on a high of excitement that was new to him. He looked down at her to see that tears had left glistening trails down her cheeks and knew that she had been overwhelmed as she gazed up at him in astonishment. He released her from his weight and, even though he usually rolled away from his lovers the instant he had achieved satisfaction, he pulled her back into his arms and held her close, his heart thudding madly against hers.
She was momentarily satiated. Adam was a cure to her hunger and she planned to keep him close for as long as possible.
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Adam stayed at her house for some time and they talked about the conditions of the arrangement.
“You’ll be seen with me during public events so my parents would believe that we are seeing each other” he said
“Why do you need a fake girlfriend? You can just get a real one” she said
“I really don’t have time for dating and stuff. I am too busy at work so I don’t want to date. My parents keep pressuring me to get a girlfriend”
Oh! She thought. She’d heard of this situation before. She’d even seen it in movies. She just didn’t know it would happen to her. As surreal as it seemed, she was doing it.
“How much is my pay?” She suddenly asked because that was the only motivation she had, to do this.
“Four hundred thousand dollars on the days you’re seen with me in public and by my family”
She opened her mouth as it formed an ‘o’. She was beyond gob smacked.
“Four hundred thousand what?”
He simply nodded and it felt like a dream to her. Her salary wasn’t even close to what Adam had just offered her. That’s why it felt like a dream.
“I accept” she squealed excitedly. “I’ll be your fake girlfriend”
And without thinking, she laced possessive fingers in his hair and devoured his luscious mouth in an almost punitive kiss and he spread her back against the pillows. He skimmed teasing fingers through the pale blond curls below her belly and she shivered, madly, wantonly aware of the hot, moist heat of that hidden place. He found the tenderest spot of all and she moaned and pushed her flushed face into his shoulder, alternately taut and melting with delight in response. She was wildly sensitive to his erotic skill. Her head moved restively back and forth, her spine incurving in a helpless attempt to release the unbearable tension rising inside her. He tested the slick, wet heat of her with a single finger. Consumed by the sheer force of her own response, she cried out, her senses scattered with need.
She had never dreamt that she could want and crave as she did at that moment. ‘Adam…please!’
But only when the ache for fulfilment had become a torment did he angle her back, sliding lithely and surely between her thighs. She was frantic by that stage, urging him on with eager, clutching fingers. With an earthy sound of male pleasure he eased a path into her delicate passage, restraining himself with difficulty as she was very tight.
‘You feel marvellous,’ he breathed raggedly.
She was past speech, all her needs pent up in the violence of the hunger he had aroused and the astonishing newness of what he was making her feel.