another night you wish you could forget
making yourself up as you go along
"How it's going right now." Adam said back with a quiet laugh, the sound cut off by his own low moan as they touched.
It seemed his mouth and fingers were having the intended effect; hearing Maeve swear brought a smirk to Adam's lips that he pressed back on her skin. Not long after that, she gave him an instruction to lie back and he gladly followed it, falling back and letting out a happy sigh at the sight of a beautiful woman over him; this really was what life was about. Even after death.
She was revealed before him, gorgeous smooth skin and curves and Gods, she was basically perfect. He was so ready to make good on his request, so wanting to touch her, that he almost didn't pay attention to what she was actually doing; the touch on his clothed cock made him jerk his hips up, lips parting then licked in anticipation. "Can't wait."
That was true, but right now his attention was for something else entirely. She moved slowly up his body, Adam enjoying the touch up his torso but impatiently wanting her in place already; as soon as she asked the question, he nodded, reaching to grab her thighs and press her in close. As soon as his lips touched her he began to lick, gently at first, slow stretches up across her cunt; then sucking at the clit. Not having to breathe gave him a lot more time to spend on each action before having to take a break, and Adam used that to his full advantage, lavishly rolling his tongue over her and pushing it deeper once she was fluid enough above him.
When he had been at work for a while, his cock straining to stand to full attention under tight leather pants, Adam took one of his hands from Maeve's thighs and ran the back of his knuckles up her inner leg, tongue still working at her cunt; ran his fingertips around her, in the creases of her groin, teasing, teasing - until he pressed the finger against her, mouth on her clit and massaging with his tongue as he slowly pushed it in to his first knuckle.
It seemed his mouth and fingers were having the intended effect; hearing Maeve swear brought a smirk to Adam's lips that he pressed back on her skin. Not long after that, she gave him an instruction to lie back and he gladly followed it, falling back and letting out a happy sigh at the sight of a beautiful woman over him; this really was what life was about. Even after death.
She was revealed before him, gorgeous smooth skin and curves and Gods, she was basically perfect. He was so ready to make good on his request, so wanting to touch her, that he almost didn't pay attention to what she was actually doing; the touch on his clothed cock made him jerk his hips up, lips parting then licked in anticipation. "Can't wait."
That was true, but right now his attention was for something else entirely. She moved slowly up his body, Adam enjoying the touch up his torso but impatiently wanting her in place already; as soon as she asked the question, he nodded, reaching to grab her thighs and press her in close. As soon as his lips touched her he began to lick, gently at first, slow stretches up across her cunt; then sucking at the clit. Not having to breathe gave him a lot more time to spend on each action before having to take a break, and Adam used that to his full advantage, lavishly rolling his tongue over her and pushing it deeper once she was fluid enough above him.
When he had been at work for a while, his cock straining to stand to full attention under tight leather pants, Adam took one of his hands from Maeve's thighs and ran the back of his knuckles up her inner leg, tongue still working at her cunt; ran his fingertips around her, in the creases of her groin, teasing, teasing - until he pressed the finger against her, mouth on her clit and massaging with his tongue as he slowly pushed it in to his first knuckle.
who's gonna take you home tonight?
ADAM
