Chapter 41: Sated

He bent his head sideways, so his tongue could give her a different sensation.

He used his finger to stroke her before he inserted it onto her opening. He loved the way her tightness clenched around his finger.

He felt her wince as he inserted another finger. With his palm facing upwards, he began to move his finger inside her, looking for her G-Spot.

He began caressing the spot as gently as he could when he felt it, while his tongue never left her clit. She thought she was going to burst with the rise of what felt like the symphony of passion gradually erupted in her.

Ethan didn't stop his slow movements, but he was consistent, and he brought her once again to bliss land. Her eyes shut tightly, and her legs clamped together before she started throwing kicks.

Ethan chuckled and moved out of the way of her kicks. He laid next to her, kissing her shoulder as she had multiple orgasms, tears flowing down her closed eyes.

It took her a while to calm down, and Ethan never stopped kissing her.

"Adrian," she whispered against Ethan's chest when she calmed down.

Ethan didn't say a thing.

He couldn't.

He could feel her tears and the warmth of her mouth on his chest. He just laid there, giving her the comfort she needed.

"I'm sorry, Adrian," she whispered, still sobbing. "I'm so sorry."

"It's okay, Jelly Bean, Everything's going to be okay," he said in a comforting tone.

"You're so sexy when you cum," he said, stroking her back, after she was calm.

She smiled.

Compliments seem to work on her.

"I want to see how beautiful you look when I take you," Ethan said, tilting her to back the bed as he laid on her.

"Are you ready for me?" he asked.

She nodded. She needed him so much.

He stood up to get a condom, but she stopped him.

"I'm on the pill," she said.

They both knew they were clean. She had sent her blood test results to the company, and she got his too with his profile.

"I need you now," she said in her most feminine voice.

Ethan clamped his lips on her nipple while using the tip of his length to rub against her entire vulva. She needed to be dripping wet to take him because she might end up sore.

He grunted right inside her ears, making her get wet easier. He whispered sweet nothing to her; just the things she wanted to hear at that moment.

His words got her emotional and her yearning for him grew stronger.

"Adrian, please…now," she said, and she felt his length drive inside her.

"Ohhhhh...." she moaned as her eyes opened wide.

"Jelly Bean..." Ethan said, breathing heavily against her face. Her tight grip on his was crazy. It must have been too long since she had sex.

He grinded her just right. From the moans she made, she was getting exactly what she wanted.

His thrusts were strong and deep. And she loved it. Her hands rested on his back around his waist.

"Do you want me to go deeper?" he asked.

This isn't deeper? She thought.

She looked at him confused. He raised one of her legs up and raised his hips slightly high and rammed his full length inside her.

"Ahhhhh…." she moaned and pressed the back of her head into the bed, aching her back.

He was so hot, she was consumed in his flames.

He would almost remove his shaft when he pulled out, only to give it all to her again. Over and over until she was lost in ecstasy. Ethan couldn't stop looking at her.

Not in a billion years could he ever get a girl like this. She was indeed the most beautiful thing he had ever laid eyes on.

"I'm cuming....." she moaned loud and pressed her head against his.

He increased his tempo and made her cum. But he was nowhere near coming.

Jeanne whimpered and cried under him and from the look in her eyes, she expected him to come soon.

She pulled out of her sharply and turned her around, making her go on her limps.

He pushed her butt to him and her ramped into her once again. He bent over her back to grab her breasts in his hands.

"Adrian..." Jeanne moaned loudly.

Adrian Butthead.

The name was beginning to get to him. He released her breasts and grabbed her hips tightly, driving into her with much force, stretching her, making her wince in pure passion as he accelerated another orgasm for her. She fisted the bedsheets and cried in the passion she craved for.

She had carried a fiery warmth within her, and he flowed like soothing waters, tempering her heat, sating her.

He climaxed after a dozen steady, powerful thrusts after her.

Jeanne missed him already as he pulled out of her. She collapsed on the bed, her body withering in passion.