Break Me Slowly

Break Me Slowly by Joya Ryan

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over and over. I loved that there was no barrier between us. I threw my head back and gasped. Wrapping one strong arm around my lower back, he fucked me harder.
    The whole table shook. The cup of water toppled over, rolled to the floor, and shattered. The sound of glass breaking only urged me on. Apparently it did Adam as well, because he went wild.
    He bit at the swell of my breast, undoubtedly leaving teeth marks. I braced my hands behind me and arched into him. He consumed me. Every part of me was on fire and calling out to him to drive the inferno higher. Hotter.
    My arms lost strength, so I lay back on the table. Spread out, totally open, I let him have me.
    “ This—” He gripped my hips in his hands and pounded hard. “This is what you do to me.”
    He buried that big cock into me again and again while yanking my body toward his to meet every thrust. My breasts bounced, the thin shirt unable to conceal them with the few strings provided. Adam leaned down and ripped it away, then latched on to my nipple. He alternated between deep suction and toying flicks of his tongue. I wound my fingers in his hair and clutched him to me.
    “ God, yes!”
    He sucked harder right before he bit the sensitive peak. I came undone. My orgasm raced over me. Fireworks burst in my blood vessels and I cried out from the intensity. The pleasure was so sharp, it bordered on pain. And all the while, Adam fucked me through it.
    Wit h a groan, he came and I felt the pressure of his release all the way to my core. Warmth spread and simmered. I felt his seed inside me, coating me.
    I was marked. Claimed.
    My arms and legs wove around him, clutching him close with everything I had. I was not ready to let him go. Not ready to let him leave my body. I would beg if I had to, but he couldn ’t leave me. Not this time. I couldn’t handle it. It made me weak, and I should be ashamed. But he was imprinted on my every cell. I might not want to need him, but that was what had happened.
    Adam didn’t draw away. He merely wrapped his strong arms around me and lifted me up. Still inside me, he walked down a long hallway. I held on as best I could, but I was limp and dazed.
    He slowly pulled out of me. Cool sheets hit my back. I was exhausted. This past four days had weighed heavily on me and all of a sudden, after having Adam, it seemed to disappear. I just needed him. A warm cloth rubbed between my thighs. I didn’t have to open my eyes to know Adam was cleaning me, taking care of me. Then a thick comforter engulfed me.
    “ Sleep now, lover.”
    The alcohol and orgasm induced sleep was creeping up on me. My body tensed. I looked around.
    “ Shh…” Adam’s hand came down on my shoulder. “You’re in my room. My bed. I’m not leaving this time.”
    I settled back down, t oo tired to argue. Too tired to even speak. I lay on my stomach and slid myself down so my foot dangled off the end of the mattress.
    “ What are you doing?” Adam’s voice was sounding further and further away as sleep surrounded me.
    “ So I know where I am.” I tapped my foot along the edge of the mattress. “So I know how far away the ground is.”
    “ Why do you need to know where the ground is?”
    The answer seemed obvious in my drunken stupor. “So if she comes in…I can run…”
    I thought I heard him say, “You’re safe here,” but sleep enveloped me before I could be sure.

Chapter Ten
     
    It was still dark out. Adam was next to me in bed, asleep on his stomach. Happiness swelled. My brain was foggy from stress and lack of sleep, but somehow I thought today would be different. Surely some kind of progress had been made between Adam and me?
    I sat up and ran my hand along his spine. He snapped awake and in a flash, spun to his back and gripped my wrist so tightly I thought he’d break it.
    He stared straight a t me. “You sick fucking bastard.”
    “ Adam?”
    His eyes were open, locked on mine, but I didn ’t think he saw me. His brows furrowed.
    “

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