Missy POV“Are you ready, baby?” Adrian husks, his lips resting against mine. Am I ready? I’m ready. My body is buzzing, it's so ready. I had no idea my body could feel like this. Like it's like every inch of me has a pulse of it’s own, throbbing and begging for Adrian’s touch. Even the ache from his fingers’ invasion is turning into pleasure, my hips grinding and rubbing onto them, his palm creating this delicious friction against my aching bud. My vagina feels swollen, but in a good way. A satisfying way. I want more. I want to know more about what my body can do, and I want Adrian to show me. “Yes,” I whimper as his fingers hook inside of me, pressing against this spot that sends shivers up my spine and makes my core throb.“Oh, Missy,” Adrian shudders above me. "You're so ready." His arm wraps around my waist, pulling me further up on the bed. He uses his knees to force my legs open wider, leaning back on his heel, staring down at my sex with glazed eyes, rubbing his length.
I woke to Adrian placing open mouth kisses on my neck, his morning excitement rubbing between my thighs. I feel sore everywhere, especially my back and nether region.“The answer is no,” I grumbled huskily, voice full of sleep, my thighs clamping down tightly to make him stop.“No what?” he laughs softly, his breath fanning against my skin. “My back and privates hurt. No.”“Aww, I was just loving on you,” he chuckles. I feel loved. It hurt, but Adrian really took his time with me, cherishing me in ways I had never experienced before. We passed out in each other’s arms….well, me in his arms. I think I actually passed out during my last orgasm, not having anything left in me. “Don’t you have work to get to?” I ask with a giggle when he starts rubbing himself between my butt cheeks. “It’s okay. I’m sleeping with the client and she won’t mind if I start late.”“I doubt that,” I chuckled, “Don’t you have a crew coming in today?” I asked, turning around and resting my head on his chest.
Adrian POV“Took your ass long enough,” Chris grumbles as I slide onto the bar stool beside him, wearing the same damn goofy grin I’ve been wearing all day. “My bad. Got held up at work,” I smirked, signaling the bartender to bring me what he was having. I didn’t get held up with work per se, but my sexy little client sure was a distraction getting out her door. I didn’t want to leave, and was teasing the crap out of her to get her to say she didn’t want me to leave either, but the stubborn woman wouldn’t cooperate, pushing me out the door, then peeking out the curtains watching me leave. She forgot about me going out with Chris tonight and started making dinner for us. When the men left and I came up behind her cooking at the stove, mouth watering from more than just the food, I wrapped my arms around her waist, kissed her smooth, sweet-smelling neck, and reminded her. Her face dropped, filled with disappointment, and I spent the next 30 minutes pestering her to smile and admit s
Missy POV“You like my brother. You like my brother,” Brittany sings, teasing me as we eat the dinner I made for me and Adrian, forgetting that he had plans with Chris after work today. I was so embarrassed, having just assumed that he would be staying. He was teasing me more than his sister is right now. Gosh, I sleep with the man and suddenly start acting like he’s my husband or something. I mean….the thought may have crossed my mind, but I’m sure he hasn’t thought much about that kind of stuff. He has a daughter to think about first. We still haven’t discussed if we’re officially dating yet. Maybe I should have talked to him about that before sleeping with the man? I practically threw myself at him last night. Then, I cooked him breakfast, lunch, and tried to make him dinner, completely acting like we were something more than we are. I know he likes me, and I sure as heck like him. All of him. I like everything about him, even his perverted and corny teasing, his tacky nicknames
“I never went to school. I was homeschooled,” I tell Adrian and Brittany, after he tells me about the man claiming to be an old classmate of mine. “That’s what I said. Dude left soon after that.”“You didn’t get his name?” Brittany asked.Adrian shook his head, “No. He told me not to worry about it and left. He was driving some junky green Saturn with California license plates. Said he was heading to Oregon, but drove in the opposite direction.”“That’s weird,” Brittany said, picking Pickles up off the ground, cuddling the kitten in her lap. “Very few people from back home know I live here. My lawyer and a handful of my parents' nosy friends. I mean, it was a small town so everyone knows everything about everybody. I never posted anything about moving on social media, though. I’m sure people still think that I’m in San Francisco. Everyone except my lawyer, who helps manage my parent’s estate.”“Would your lawyer tell anyone?”I thought for a few seconds, “I don’t think he would. He’
Adrian POVI had no idea that Missy was that well off. I mean, I know she was well off in a sense, but not that she was a stinking Scrooge McDuck well off. Investing and buying houses out right is like another world to me. I’m struggling to pull enough money together to pay off Hailey’s mom so I can keep my daughter. If buying and installing a jetted bathtub after spending nearly 70 grand on repairs is not a big deal to Missy, I can’t even comprehend how much money she must have.It kind of makes me uneasy. I’ve got so much baggage coming into this relationship, and Missy, who is already perfect and amazing as it is, is filthy rich. What do I have to bring to this relationship? Shit, I had better stay on my toes. She can afford to run to the other side of the country from me if she wants to, and there would be nothing I could do to stop her. If I marry her, like I sure as hell am planning on doing one day, if she keeps cooking for me the way she is, I’m going to have to sign a prenu
Missy POV“What’s wrong with that?”Adrian groans, pressing his erection into my butt again, making me giggle. It’s so empowering to see how his body reacts to me. “You’re a lot of trouble for a midget,” he grunts. His hips keep on involuntarily thrusting up, his muscles rippling against my skin. “Aren’t you sore?”I am, but that doesn’t change the fact I have this burning ache for him right now. There is something about this man that puts me at ease and lights a fire inside of me at the same time. I trust him and know whatever happens, he will take care of me. He is already showing how considerate he is, and how much he puts my needs above his. I’m sure any other guy would have jumped at the chance to start thrusting into me. He is hesitating, not for his sake, but for mine. He doesn’t want to hurt me, and that makes me want him even more. “I’m aching for you,” I told him breathlessly, pushing my chest against his, wrapping my arms more tightly around his neck. “Mmh, who taught y
Adrian POVI love her. I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life. I love Missy. Her trust and adoration for me is evident every time we are together. Coming together like this just feels so right. It’s like she was made for me. Just me. She’s all mine. Every part of her.I slid her sleeping frame up my body, sliding out of her. She whimpers, but stays asleep. It’s adorable, the way she cuddles against my chest, her mouth slightly slack, her warm breath blowing softly over my peck. Burying my nose in her silky hair, I pepper tender kisses all over her head, hugging her closer to me. “I love you,” I whispered, knowing she was too asleep now to hear me. It’s too early to say. I know it is, but I can’t help myself. I know I love her. There is a pressing need to let it out. To claim her. To somehow mark her as mine. Enjoying the moment of my girl lying naked in my arms a bit longer, I think about all the ways she has shown me just today how perfect she is. Her cooking….Damn. My w