Fighting Strong by Marysol James

behind her back, unclasped her bra. His eyes glittered as she reached for her panties and he stopped her hands.
    “No. Let me.”
    She lay back again. “OK.”
    His strong fingers ran around the elastic at her waist, caressing her soft skin. She arched, her head pushing in to the pillow and he grinned. Slowly, he shifted the underwear down her body, down towards her thighs. As her pussy appeared, one glorious inch at a time, her breath got faster and shallower. She wanted his fingers on her, in her.
    Adam threw her panties on the floor and looked at her. She was naked on the bed, shaking with desire for him. For him . The thought caused a rush of sex to pulse through his whole body and his cock hardened more than he ever thought possible.
    Slow. Slow.
    He lay down next to her and she rolled to meet him. Their mouths fused together, hot and plunging. He ran his hand down her body, cupping her breasts and flicking the pink buds. She gasped.
    “Touch me, Adam. Please… touch me.”
    “I’d love to. But you tell me to stop if you want me to. Promise?”
    “Promise.”
    His massive hand moved down her body and her legs opened to him. With one finger, he stroked her slit and she gave a small scream.
    God, she was just so wet, so hot. No, she was more than that: she was actually soaked and burning. Adam had never been with a woman who was this ready this fast and he forced himself to touch her gently, slowly. Her pussy was wide open and begging and all he wanted was to be in there. But he had to make sure she was really ready. Not physically – emotionally. Adam had to be certain that she was comfortable with him being inside the most intimate part of her.
    “I want to put my mouth on you, Katie.” He slipped his finger inside her, felt her response. “I want to kiss you down here, where I’m touching you. Is that OK?”
    “Oh, God, yes. Yes, Adam.”
    He slid a second finger inside her, watching her face, making sure that she was OK with this small penetration. She gyrated against his hand, begging him to go deeper. He kissed her now, his tongue plunging in time with his fingers, and Katie gripped his shoulders.
    “Adam… I… oh, God. Adam!”
    Without warning, she started to vibrate. He moved down her body and took her pearl in his mouth and she screamed. His tongue worked her clit and his fingers worked inside her and she was slowly losing her mind. When the explosion hit, she couldn’t even make a sound: she froze, every part of her was taut and straining for release. Her body jerked and twisted on the bed, her hands clenched in his hair and she came and came and he felt the spasms against his lips.
    She collapsed on to the bed and he wiped his mouth and rose up on her body right away, wanting to be there when she resurfaced. His lips were on her forehead, his arms holding her trembling curves.
    “Katie, I’m right here.”
    She took a deep breath and opened her eyes. He stroked her cheek.
    “You alright?”
    She gazed up at him. “Yes. Oh, yes.”
    He relaxed. “OK, then.”
    She closed her eyes again, loving being in his arms. “That was incredible.”
    “I’m glad.” He kissed her. “I’m happy you enjoyed it.”
    She kissed him back sweetly and his desire surged. Her hand moved between them and he tensed in anticipation. When her fingers reached his cock, he groaned against her mouth and he pushed hard, wanting more of her touch. She wrapped her hand around him, moving up and down, slowly and then faster. Adam closed his eyes and lowered his head to her shoulder. He licked her neck and she gasped.
    “Adam?”
    He lifted his head, his eyes glazed.
    “Will you make love to me now?”
    “Oh, God. I don’t know, Katie… I’m still not sure.”
    “I am.”
    She opened the condom and he took it from her and rolled it on, his fingers shaking. He looked down at her leg.
    “I don’t want to hurt you.”
    “You won’t.” She smiled at him. “You don’t know how.”
    Adam raised himself up on