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Please take me right here.

Author: TamiK
last update publish date: 2026-04-15 17:37:28

Adrian’s POV

I’d always known Emma as my sister’s best friend, and I was more than surprised when I found out the person Allysia was getting married to was Emma’s boyfriend. To be honest, I’d never liked that scumbag. It was crazy to me, but I hadn’t bothered to go through the trouble of informing Emma; she would never have believed me anyway. She was too blinded by their deceit, wrapped in a false sense of love and friendship.

I was forced to attend the engagement party, and right when I was about to go in after receiving a call, someone bumped into me. It was Emma. She looked like she’d been hit by a wrecking ball. Her face was flushed with a deep, shaky anger, and her eyes were swimming in tears that hadn’t quite fallen yet. I rushed after her, and I was more than surprised when she kissed me. She got me so turned on that all I wanted to do was take her right there. When I dropped her at her place, I knew she would reconsider my offer right after rejecting it, and now, here we are.

I don’t know what part turned me on the most: the fact that she’s a nerdy girl pretending to be a badass; call me a pervert, but I find that so sexy, or the fact she kissed me. I wasn’t the type to get super turned on by a kiss, but Emma… she really did something to my senses.

And when she kissed me in the car again, I couldn’t restrain myself anymore, even though I would have loved to take her into my bedroom and make her scream her lungs out with my name on her feisty little mouth.

Her perky breasts were exposed in front of me and I cupped them, pressing a thumb on one of her erect nipples. Her moans filled my ears, so loud it drove me crazy.

I pinched her nipples again, both of them this time, a lot harder. Her whole body shivered, her eyes rolling back as she bit hard on her lips, trying to stop the loud scream that threatened to escape her throat. My brows drew together in a dark line. I didn't like that.

I didn't want her to swallow her pleasure. I wanted her loud, screaming my name until she exploded right under me.

"Let go, Em. Don’t hold back. I want you to feel every bit of it. Scream all you want. I want to know how loud your screams can be when I plunge deep into you."

A whimper escaped her mouth. "Ad...rian."

The way she moaned my name sent a jolt down my spine.

Fuck, Emma.

I reached for her jeans' zipper, unzipping it hastily. In one fluid motion, I stripped the denim off her and tossed it to the backseat of the car, then did the same with her sweater.

Now, she was lying right there in front of me, completely exposed in the dim light of the car. All she had on was a tiny pair of red lace underwear that stood out sharply against her skin. Her skin had that perfect, milky-fresh color…pale and flawless. The only other thing she was wearing was her glasses, which were still perched on her face, making her look both vulnerable and beautiful at the same time.

A groan escaped my lips as I stared at her perfect body.

"I’ve got to hand it to you, Em, you’re a genius at disguise. Who knew that underneath those frumpy, oversized hoodies was a perfectly sculpted masterpiece?"

My thumb reached for her lips, brushing them slightly before sliding down over her collarbone, over her ribs, and finally to her waist. I hooked my finger around the side of her panties and pulled them aside, my fingers brushing against her entrance.

"Oh my God!" she gasped and jolted, her hips rising instinctively. She was so wet; her wetness slipped down the side of her thigh.

"So fucking wet already?"

I slid a finger inside her gently, as she was so tight, and she moaned loudly. Her eyes flew open and her mouth parted like she’d just discovered a world she never knew existed.

"Fuck!" The word tumbled from her lips as her head fell back against the seat.

I worked my fingers up and down her gently for a minute before pushing in hard and deep as moans escaped her mouth like prayers. My eyes went up to her and I groaned.

Fuck. If she continued to make that face, I would have no choice but to fuck her right now.

I leaned in close to her right nipple while still working on her with my fingers and brushed my tongue over it.

"Oh! God... Adrian, yes... oh yes... hmm." Her hand flew to my hair, grabbing it tight like it was the only thing stopping her from breaking.

I sucked harder on it, my tongue circling it before I bit it softly. Her moans increased and her hips twitched. Her other breast didn’t escape me; my hand found it, teasing and rolling it between my fingers. My fingers rubbed her clit at the same time my other hand and mouth were doing their thing.

"Aaarghhhhh... ohhh... Adrian... I’m gonna cum... ughhhh." Her body shivered beneath mine as she reached her climax and her legs started to shake. She arched into me, eyes rolling and fingers digging into my shoulders as a long, broken breath escaped her lips.

"Eyes on me, Em. I want to see what your pretty face looks like when you cum right on my fingers."

A raw moan tore out of her throat as she looked right into my eyes.

I groaned. "Yes... that’s it, baby... rub those juices all over my fingers."

And just like that, she exploded. She cried out, pulling hard on my hair.

"Please... please, Adrian," she cried out, lust written all over her face.

I raised a brow. "Please what, baby? What are you begging for?"

She gasped as I continued to work my fingers inside her.

"Please take me right here. Ruin me... fuck me so hard." Her eyes met mine.

My face darkened.

She was about to take off her eyeglasses when I stopped her. "Leave those on. I want to see them on your face while I fuck you so hard."

With one movement, I ripped the lace underwear off her and tossed it somewhere in the car before freeing my cock from the pressure of my pants. I looked at her lustful face as I licked my lips. She was mine all night, and yet I didn’t want to wait another second.

I held her ankle and pulled her toward the edge of the seat, raising her legs to my shoulders. Her eyes widened when she sighted my size, and her expression almost made me laugh.

I didn't dive in immediately. I wanted to tease her until she snapped. I pressed the head of my cock against her entrance, dragging it upward, coating myself in her heat before sliding just the tip in.

"Oh! God... Adrian..." she sobbed, her hips bucking instinctively, trying to find the friction she needed. Her teeth clamped down on her lower lip, her glasses sliding slightly down the bridge of her nose.

I reached up, my thumb hooking under the frame of her glasses to push them back into place. "Eyes on me, Em. Don’t you dare close them. I want to see every bit of that good girl reputation burn away while you take all of me right inside you."

I didn't give her another second to prepare.

With one heavy, relentless thrust, I buried myself deep inside her. Emma’s back arched off the seat so high, her fingers clawing at my back as a raw, jagged scream tore out of her throat, the kind of sound that made my dick twitch inside her.

"Fuck!" I growled, the tightness of her nearly ending me right then and there. She was a goddamn vice, wrapping around me. I stayed still for a heartbeat, letting her body stretch and accommodate the invasion, watching the way her pupils dilated behind those lenses.

"There she is," I whispered, a smirk tugging at my lips as I began to withdraw slowly, only to slam back home even harder. "There’s the girl hiding under all those hoodies. Sounds like you’re enjoying the ruin so far, baby."

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