Page 8 of Accidental Twins


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That was something that would stick in my brain and never fucking leave.

“Thank you,” I breathed.

His hand dipped beneath the waistband, pulling it down, down, down?—

Oh my god, I wasn’t just doomed. I wasdead.

His length sprung from his boxers, his hand wrapped around the base, and yet again, I couldn’tbreathe. Not only was he far longer than I expected, but the girth was almost wide enough that his thumb only barely met his fingers. His cock was just as tanned as the rest of him, and the veins that sprang along the sides and underneath were so prominent I thought they might burst. The tip, glistening and pink, fuckingdripped.

“Roll over,” he ordered. “Let me see all of you.”

I almost didn’t want to, almost wanted to stay and just watch him touch himself. But I followed his instructions.

Hands grabbed my hips before they could meet the mattress.

His fingers dug into my skin harshly as he pulled me back toward the edge, forcing me to my knees with my upper half down in the sheets. I sucked in air as his fingers slipped along my exposed pussy, trailing over the bundle of nerves over and over, as his other hand kneaded the soft flesh of my rear.

“Oh my God,” I whimpered, and as if in response to it, pleasure bloomed at my core as he slid two fingers inside of me with ease.

“Fuck, love, you’re tight.”

A moan escaped me as another finger entered.

“And so goddamn wet,” he added, his voice like fucking butter as the weight from his knee pushed down on the mattress. “You’re dripping.”

I lifted myself enough to look down between my parted knees, and sure enough, he was absolutely correct. Heat warmed my cheeks and I buried my face in the sheets again. “Sorry.”

“Don’t youdareapologize for that,” he laughed, gripping the flesh of my ass so hard I was sure he’d leave bruises.

A slight, minor burst of pain hit me as his pinky slipped in with the rest, dipping so deep into me that his knuckles brushed against the bottom of my clit. Within a second the pain turned to pleasure, and I just wantedmore, needed it so badly I could beg.

But before I even needed to, he retreated, leaving me aching and empty and needy.

“Put those hands to good use,” he said. His grip on my rear relented as his hand slid along my spine, up and along the back of my neck. He grabbed it like he had before, his thumb and middle finger sinking in beneath my ears, and held me in place. “Touch yourself. It’ll help.”

Warm and soft, the tip of his cock pressed against my entrance.

Shit. He was right.

Moving frantically before he could push in, I slipped my right hand beneath me and along my stomach, cresting that ridge and finding my clit. It throbbed as he slowly sank an inch, flesh against flesh, little dots of pain sprouting as he stretched me. It blended into the ecstasy as I moved my fingers, the sensation nearly overwhelming, and for a moment my head swam as he gave me time to adjust to just aninchof him.

“That’s it, pretty girl. Open up for me.”

Another inch, and I wasn’t sure if I was going to die and go to hell or heaven. But I wanted to find out.

“Fuckyes, just…relax,” he rasped, his free hand coming to rest on the curve of my waist. Slowly, achingly, he pulled me back toward him instead of pushing forward, and every inch he sank made my pulse pound and my mind go blank.

Adrian was inside of me.

Filling me.

Destroyingme.

I’d never escape those fucking dreams again.

“Good fucking girl,” he said, his voice so low it was nearly a growl as he sunk in as far as my body could take him. “You okay?”

I swallowed as I forced myself to breathe. I couldn’t think of a time when I’d ever felt so goddamn full in my entire life—not even with toys. “I think I’ve died and gone to heaven, John.”Good job. Right name.

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