SOS!

Adam doesn’t hesitate to respond, as he jumps to his feet and tugs off every other piece of clothing on him. Then he kneels on the bed and helps me off mine.

He sets himself between my legs and tries to lie on me. But I have other thoughts in mind.

Thoughts that lead me to roll onto my side and slide my left leg between his thighs so he straddles it, the other leg hooking over his right hip, which locks us into a pretzel position.

His hand grips my raised thigh as the other guides his thick cock into me, and I can’t help moaning and twitching while feeling every inch of it bury deep inside me.

Adam’s shaft presses hard against my front wall, rubbing that swollen, sensitive spot with each tiny movement.

I have never tried out this angle before. However, it was recommended to me, and I see why.

“Are you comfortable?” he mumbles, his voice hoarse.

I look at him and nod. Then, while maintaining eye contact with me, he starts thrusting in long, steady strokes.

Each time he pulls back, my walls cling to his cock, reluctant to let go. And when he drives forward again, the thick head nudges my cervix and sends a sharp jolt of pleasure through my core.

I feel every ridge and vein dragging along my inner flesh, my pussy dripping wet, its slickness coating his length, filling the room with wet sounds.

While his hand still holds my thigh, the other rests on my stomach. So I grasp the wrist of the latter hand as my free hand tries getting between Adam and me to touch my clit.

However, Adam stops me when the hand on my thigh shifts to satisfy that need, applying gentle pressure on me and thrusting harder at the same time.

“Fuck…” I moan.

The stimulation makes my walls clamp down around him, and his hot dick throbs in response.

I watch sweat bead on his chest and drip down his toned abs. It’s hot, but even more so when he picks up his speed.

The pretzel position keeps him angled perfectly, as he hits places that make my toes curl and my breath hitch.

“Fuck… I think I’m gonna cum!” I moan loudly as pleasure builds fast, knotting tight in my belly.

My pussy spasms around his shaft, right before he suddenly pulls out to rub the thick head around my entrance, which drives down another set of sensations I didn’t know I needed so badly.

I quiver lightly when he abruptly pushes himself inside me again, his grunts filling the room as his thrusts lose rhythm, his balls slapping against my ass without restraint.

The knot snaps, and my first orgasm crashes in without warning. My convulsing pussy squeezes his shaft as I feel hot juices spill out of me.

I can’t help the ecstatic sensations coursing through me, nor can I stop my whole body shaking or my leg trembling over Adam’s hip.

The climax doesn't fade quickly. It rolls through me in long, powerful waves that make my vision blur and my inner walls flutter around Adam.

Despite all this, the latter doesn’t stop.

He fucks me straight through it without minding that his cock drags against my g-spot every time and triggers me the more.

However, it’s even better for him, as I feel his cock swell inside me, growing harder as his own release nears.

Another pressure rises in me, which causes my insides to ripple and suck at Adam as if pulling him deeper.

In response, his thrusts grow more powerful, and it feels like he’s grinding in and out of me.

“Ah… fuck. Keep clenching that pussy hard, baby girl,” he growls out breathlessly. Words that send me over again.

This time, the orgasm hits me harder, ripping a sharp cry out of me, my back arching as pleasure smashes through my body endlessly.

But I’m not the only one flying. Adam is too.

His muscles strain, and he tips downward, his grunts growing louder as he jets his seed into me. 

His entire body vibrates; even his cock jerks every time it spurts out cum, which adds to my own ecstasy.

After a few minutes, we slowly climb down from the peak, but the aftershocks keep rippling through both of us, our skin covered with sweat, and our breathing ragged.

Soon, Adam pulls out and slumps beside me. 

While he rolls on his side, I lie on my back. Still, it doesn’t stop him from cuddling me.

“Do you feel alright?” he whispers, his breath fanning my ear.

Since my jaw muscles are not strong enough, I simply nod.

Adam turns onto his side, his arm wrapped around my waist to keep our chests pressed together.

Now the range of our eye contact is closer than any I’ve experienced. And I would have preferred it weren’t so, as my face starts burning with embarrassment.

Like… did I just fuck Adam Baelafort?

“How did you get here? Your mom allowed you?” he mumbles.

I shake my head. “I’m not with my mom.”

“You did not return home for the holiday?”

“I wouldn’t stay on that campus one day for the holiday, so, of course, I went home as soon as the break was announced.” I quietly stare at Adam’s features for a while, and I can tell the curiosity he refuses to express with words. “My parents bickered constantly, so they separated to gather their thoughts for some time to decide whether they still wanted to be together or not. While Dad just disappeared without a word, Mom chose to live in a secluded cabin on her own. I had just returned from college for the summer holiday, and Mom wouldn't let me live in our home alone, so she pleaded with her boss for me to stay in her house.”

“If I recall correctly, your Mom’s boss is…”

“Your mom.”

Adam squints his eyes as he smirks. “Hold up. Did you come to our house?”

I smile. “Yes.” Then I sarcastically roll my eyes. “I’m in the house of wolves.”

Adam’s brows crease. He’s probably trying to link the points to make sense. When they don’t, he asks, “You did not come from there to this club, did you?”

My smile turns into a ballsy smirk. “In fact, I did. Dedan brought me.”

“Fucking hell, Dedan. She just had to involve you. Does she not know the risks of involving you?”

“No one will know. We sneaked out, and we will sneak back in.”

“She still thinks that after being caught several times?” Adam stares for a while before climbing out of bed. “Come on, I need to get you home.”

“But I want to stay with you more,” I whine, instantly sitting up.

He lets out a sharp exhale along with a smile. “We are living in the same house, are we not?”

“But you’re on a business trip.”

Adam’s smirk widens. “I ditched that business trip the moment I got bored. Mom will return fuming at me, so I don’t want her to transfer that aggression to you.” He starts heading to the bathroom. “We need to get home now before anyone realizes you are both gone.”

I watch him disappear from my sight. He doesn’t seem to mind his dick dangling with his every step, but I do. 

I fucking do.

Falling back to the bed, I punch the latter as a wave of excitement I had bottled up explodes.

I can’t believe I just had sex with Adam… like… bloody Adam! The same Adam who ignored me the last time I visited the Baelafort house—which was reasonable, seeing as I was around ten years old and he was already twenty.

But here we are. HERE WE FUCKING ARE!

I still can’t process it, and while I’m battling with that, my phone pings from the pocket of my abandoned pants.

I sluggishly climb out of bed to get the phone, only to find out it’s a message from Dedan. A simple warning message.

‘SOS!’