Chapter 18 Morning Wood
Adeline woke up slowly, her body still heavy and warm under the soft sheets. She blinked a few times, feeling the pleasant ache between her thighs from the passionate night before. Every muscle carried a sweet reminder of how thoroughly Julian had taken her, and her skin still tingled in places where his hands and mouth had been.
Then she felt it. Something thick, hot, and very hard was pressing insistently against her bare thigh.
Julian’s morning wood.
He was still fast asleep beside her, breathing slow and deep, one strong arm draped possessively over her waist, but his cock was wide awake, rock hard, throbbing, and standing proud against her skin. The smooth, swollen head was already leaking a small bead of precum that smeared hotly against her thigh.
A rush of heat flooded between her legs, and she bit her lip, feeling a surge of naughty desire. She wanted him again, right now. The need was sudden and sharp, making her pussy throb.
She carefully turned in his arms until she was facing him. The sheet had slipped down during the night, revealing his toned chest, defined abs, and the enticing trail of dark hair leading down to his impressive erection. His cock was thick and long, veins pulsing visibly along the shaft. It looked almost painfully hard, the head dark and glistening.
Adeline’s mouth watered, and she slid her hand down his body slowly. Her fingers brushed lightly over his stomach, then wrapped around the base of his cock. He was burning hot and steel-hard in her palm. She stroked him slowly from base to tip, feeling him twitch and throb under her touch. The skin was so soft over the hardness underneath, and she loved the way it felt in her hand.
Julian made a low sound in his sleep, his hips shifting slightly toward her hand. Encouraged, Adeline moved lower, pressing soft, open-mouthed kisses along his chest and down his stomach. Her tongue traced the lines of muscle. When she reached his cock, she looked up at his sleeping face one last time before leaning in and licking the tip slowly.
She swirled her tongue around the swollen head, tasting the salty precum. It was warm and slightly bitter. Julian groaned, his hand moving instinctively to her hair even in his half-sleep. She took him into her mouth, her lips stretching wide around his thickness. She sucked him slowly at first, savoring every inch, letting her tongue press against the underside. Then she began bobbing her head, taking him deeper each time, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked harder.
“Fuck…” Julian’s voice was rough and sleepy as his eyes finally fluttered open. He looked down at her, his gray-green eyes darkening instantly with lust. “Adeline… Jesus Christ, baby.”
She hummed around him, the vibration making him curse again. She relaxed her throat and took him all the way down until her nose pressed against his pelvis. She held him there for a few seconds, eyes watering slightly, feeling him throb deep in her throat. Then she pulled back with a wet gasp. Strings of saliva connected her swollen lips to his glistening cock, and she dove back down, sucking him with sloppy enthusiasm, her hand stroking the base while her mouth worked the head. Spit dripped down his shaft and over his balls.
Julian’s hips started thrusting gently into her mouth. His hand tightened in her hair. “Your mouth feels so fucking good,” he groaned. “So warm and wet… you’re going to make me come if you keep sucking me like that.”
Adeline pulled off with a wet pop and stroked him fast with her hand, looking up at him with lust-filled eyes. “Not yet,” she whispered huskily. “I want you inside me first.”
She climbed on top of him, straddling his hips. His thick cock nestled between her already soaked folds. She was dripping wet. She rocked against him, rubbing her slick pussy along his length, teasing both of them. The head of his cock bumped against her clit again and again, then she positioned the head at her entrance and sank down slowly.
They both moaned loudly as he stretched her open. Inch by thick, veiny inch, he filled her completely until he was buried to the hilt inside her tight, wet heat. Adeline stayed still for a moment, savoring how full she felt, how perfectly he stretched her. She could feel every ridge, every pulse inside her.
Then she started riding him. Slow, sensual rolls of her hips at first. Julian’s hands gripped her waist tightly, guiding her movements. She leaned forward, hands braced on his chest, and began bouncing on his cock. Her full breasts bounced with every thrust, and the wet, obscene sound of her pussy taking his thick cock filled the quiet morning.
“God, you feel incredible,” Julian groaned, thrusting up to meet her. “So tight and soaking wet for me, baby. Look at you taking every inch.”
He sat up suddenly, wrapping his arms around her, and took one of her nipples into his mouth. He sucked hard, biting gently while she continued riding him desperately. The new angle made him hit even deeper inside her, and Adeline cried out in pleasure, her head falling back.
Julian flipped her without warning, putting her on her back. He hooked her legs over his shoulders and drove into her with long, powerful strokes. The bed creaked loudly beneath them, and he fucked her deep and hard, the headboard banging rhythmically against the wall. Each thrust pushed her up the mattress.
Adeline’s moans turned into loud cries. She could feel another orgasm building fast and intense. “Julian… I’m so close… don’t stop!”
“Come for me,” he growled, pounding into her relentlessly. “Come all over my cock like a good girl.”
She shattered hard. Her pussy clenched around him like a vise as waves of intense pleasure exploded through her body. She screamed his name, her back arching off the bed, nails digging into his shoulders as her orgasm ripped through her. Her walls fluttered and pulsed around his cock, milking him.
Julian kept thrusting through her climax, drawing it out as long as possible. Then, with a deep, guttural groan, he pulled out suddenly. He stroked his cock fast, aiming at her body. Thick, white ropes of cum shot across her stomach, her breasts, and up to her neck and chin. Some landed on her lips, and he kept stroking until every last drop was out, breathing hard, his eyes locked on the sight of his cum painting her skin.
They both panted heavily in the aftermath. Julian leaned down and kissed her deeply, tasting himself on her lips, then reached for tissues to clean her up with surprising gentleness, wiping every trace away.
“Shower with me?” he asked, his voice low and rough with satisfaction.
Adeline nodded, a lazy, satisfied smile on her face. “Yes.”
He picked her up effortlessly, her legs wrapping around his waist, and carried her to the bathroom. He turned on the shower, and hot water sprayed down. Steam quickly filled the small space.
Under the hot spray, Julian pressed her back against the cool tiled wall. Water cascaded over their naked bodies, and he dropped to his knees and lifted one of her legs over his shoulder. His mouth found her pussy immediately, and he licked her slowly at first, savoring her taste, then with growing hunger. His tongue flicked rapidly over her swollen clit while two thick fingers pumped deep inside her.
Adeline moaned loudly, her hand gripping his wet hair. The combination of his skilled tongue and the hot water was overwhelming. She came hard on his face, her body shaking violently, crying out his name as her second orgasm of the morning crashed through her. Her juices coated his chin and mixed with the shower water.
Julian stood up, turned her around, and pressed her front against the tiles. He spread her legs wide and thrust into her from behind in one smooth, deep stroke. He fucked her hard against the wall, one hand reaching around to rub her clit furiously while the other gripped her hip tightly.
The sound of wet skin slapping wet skin echoed loudly in the bathroom, and Adeline came again, screaming his name. Her pussy clenched around him as Julian kept thrusting deep and fast until he was right on the edge. He pulled out at the last second, stroked himself twice, and came hard across her ass and lower back with a loud, guttural groan. Thick ropes painted her skin before the water washed them away.
They stayed under the water for a long time after, kissing slowly and washing each other with gentle, lazy hands. Julian’s fingers traced every curve of her body, and Adeline’s hands explored his chest and back.
It was the perfect way to wake up.