Chapter 116: Whispers of the Heart

She stood up and removed her panties, holding Adrian captive with her gaze. She raised one leg up, placing her feet at the edge of the chair beside his thigh. She opened her legs wide enough for his hands to play between them.

"Make me wet for you," she whispered as she placed her hands on his shoulders, crushing her breasts on his face.

He had to admit to loving this side of her.

"You're so hot," he said as he grabbed one breast with his left hand, guiding its nipple in his mouth. His right hand, glided straight in between her legs.

But he didn't seek her clitoris out at first. Instead, he trapped the flesh of her fold between his thumb and forefinger, caressing and massaging, moving his fingers around to each side.

His fingers occasionally brushed her her clit, but it was neglected. He dragged some liquid already secreting to the cleft between her folds and clit and concentrated his rubbing there.

His teasing actions were getting Sharon, making her anxious.

"Adrian please, touch me there…" she moaned.

"Where?" he said between his teeth as they were locked on her nipple.

"Please… please…" she begged.

"Here?" he said, finally colliding his fingers with her clitoris.

"Yes! Ohhhh yes!" she said aloud.

As Adrian's hands moved with purpose, rubbing her in circular and flickering motions intermittently, igniting a cascade of pleasure that left her breathless,

He jiggled her for a while before his finger made it way inside her opening. She gasped and her hold on his shoulders became tighter. She began to roll her hips against his finger, and shortly after another finger was added.

She moaned louder, as he shoved deeper and deeper into her, but she wanted more. She removed his hand and moved closer, her legs on each side of the chair.

She looked down at Adrian, whose eyes didn't waver from hers. His left hand fell on her arse cheek, spreading her apart and opening her up to take him.

He gave his shaft some strokes before rubbing it at her soaking wet entrance. Their breathing turned heavy as her weight gradually fell on his member, joining them as one.

As she glided over his member, taking him inside of her inch by inch, a serene contentment settled over Sharon. She rolled her hips and jammed against his length with a force that made his toes curl.

The sweet feeling of being desired, cherished, and utterly seen enveloped her like a soft embrace. She awakened by the passion that had surged between them,

Amidst the intensity of their passion, there was a sweet tenderness that lingered in the air.

Because she was in control of the movements, she steered his length around inside her, making him hit her in all the right places.

Sharon's breath was shallow, her senses heightened by the intoxicating intimacy. Her body felt alive, every nerve tingling with the memory of Adrian's tender caresses, his lips leaving burning kisses on her skin.

"You're doing…great…keep on going…ma douce," Adrian said against her skin.

He held her waist and aided in her movements as she slammed herself up and down on his length, taking almost all of him.

Her silky warm and moist wall encapsulated his hard rock member, making a sweet squishy sound with his rhythmic thrust, with her breast bouncing up and down on his face.

It was a sight to behold.

As she reached climax, a warm fuzziness enveloped her, and she called out his name, her voice high and low reflecting the intensity of her orgasm.

She wrapped her hands around his head firmly as her juice flowed all over him.

Still joined together, he got up and carried her to the bed. They got disengaged as she laid her on the bed.

She whimpered softly, her body still reeling with orgasm. She stretched her arms towards him, needing his warmth. Adrian did not hesitate as he laid on her, his mouth taking her in another kiss.

Her fingers traced languid patterns on his chest, relishing the warmth of his body against hers. She felt a profound sense of fulfillment in every moment of their lovemaking.

He spread her legs apart, and like he did earlier, he gave his shaft a couple of strokes before entering into her again.

He emitted a slight moan while engaging her, and pleasure pealed in that sound.

He took her slowly and made slow deep movements, so he could read her eyes and facial expressions, to know if she felt as strongly as he did.

"Don't look at me like that, I might just fall in love with you," he blurted out without much thought as he spoke on impulse.

Her response was a frown and a turned gaze, clearly not pleased with his words.

Not quite the reaction he was looking for.

A smile or a kiss would have been pleasant. Or even better, her expression love for him would have been perfection.

He resumed his thrusting, and she held on tightly to him, her back arcing, her toes curling and her head pushing into the bed.

She did move with the grace of a woman in love, uttering his name with moans that seemed to drown in his passion.

Her embrace conveyed a reluctance to let him go, a clear acknowledgment of the intense passion she was experiencing.

She gave herself to him in total willing surrender and obediently following wherever he led her.

With tenacity, she moved with every thrust and a tight grip on his member.

The way she succumbed to his weight on her, his long shaft deep inside her, his tender kisses on her face, his gentle kisses on her skin, made Adrian drawn to her. He needed to have and possess the whole of her.

The ringing of her moans in his ears, the absolute caress of her voice on his name, drove him wild.

She made him feel needed, like he was the only one who could take her to the highest of pleasure heights. He felt like he was the round peg in her circle hole.

Her absolutely delicious circular hole.