Bed of Thornes (Bed of Thornes Trilogy Book 1) (12 page)

I take his hand in mine and lead him to the elevator. We step inside once the doors open, both of us silent. I am positive his thoughts are intruded with trying to accept that this is really happening, not just a fantasy or dream. I glance over at him, standing to the side of me. He looks like he's about to pass out.

"Hey, Adrian, if you're too tired to do this..."

"I'm good, just trying to mentally prepare for what's about to happen between us. I mean, I pictured it a little, but definitely not to this extent." He says nervously.

"Well I know you had a long day, and an even longer night, I'm sure you're ready to rest."

"No, it's not that. I'm awake, I wouldn't be able to sleep right now anyway. I just want this to go right, you know." He says and looks over at me, finally, he's been facing forward this whole time.

The elevator is nearing our floor. I turn myself so I'm standing in front of him and put my hands on both sides of his face. I pull him in and kiss his delicious lips. Our kiss lasts until the elevator stops. I step back, grab his hand, and pull him out of the elevator. We enter the hallway, turn to go down to the room, getting a look from someone walking past the opposite way. We reach the room, I let go of his hand and unlock the door. I push the door open and step in, Adrian follows me inside. We are both in awe of the room, it's stunning and welcoming.

There's a king size bed in the middle of the room, covered in crisp white bedding. I walk over to the bed, sit down, and watch Adrian looking around the room. He stops and stares at a picture on the wall. I walk up behind him, wrap my arms around him, running my hands up and down his chest. I start kissing his neck, nibbling on his ear, and he begins to moan lightly.

I walk over to the light and switch it off. The room darkens, besides a dim light coming in through the peaks of the windows. Adrian walks up to me. He's shaking, like a nervous puppy enduring a thunderstorm.

"You'll soon be bored of me, Veronica, what fun can it be to have to teach me everything? Doesn't that defeat the purpose of your own enjoyment?" I can tell he feels embarrassed about his inexperience.

"Teaching you my ways is half of the fun, to see the excitement you feel as you learn... that's pleasure in itself, baby." I purr my words to him as though he is my prey. My darkness is on the prowl, there's no more escaping.

I let my hair down, pull my dress up over my head and toss it over on a chair. My breasts are full and nipples erect. I step up to him, pressing my body against his, running my hands down his arms leading to his belt. After undoing it, I slide it out of the loops and hang it freely around my neck. I grab the bottom of his shirt and slide it up over his head, throwing it to the chair. His chest is exposed to me, his breathing heavy. I reach down and unbutton his pants, pull them down and he steps out of them while removing his shoes at the same time.

We stand there looking at one another, him in his boxers, me in my thongs and stilettos. I go over to my purse, pull my phone out and turn on some music. Sounds of R&B float through the air. I set the phone on the bench in front of the bed and see that Adrian's looking at me with intensity. I bite my lip and slowly approach him. He looks so good standing there in the glimpse of light coming through the window, highlighting his abs and part of his chest, his jaw and eyes streaked with dim lighting. The sight of him makes me flush, my insides aching, needing his touch.

I decide to myself, before I make it back to him, that I'm going to go easy on him this time. I know he's worried about how well he can please me, though I have no doubt in my mind he can handle just that. I step up to him and take his hand, placing it on my chest, bringing it over my breast to cup it and massage it in his palm. His touch excites me and awakens every sense.

I look him in the eyes, "Relax." I say softly.

I take the belt from around my neck and fold it in half, holding it in one hand. I lead him over to the bed and step in front of him. I pull my thongs down to take them off before kneeling myself onto the mattress, sitting in an upright position with nothing but my stilettos on. I reach behind myself to grab onto him and pull him closer. He bends into my grasp and starts kissing my neck and licking around my ear. His hands reach around me, leading from my waist up to my breasts. I arch my back in pleasure and let out a soft moan. My hand makes its way up to his hair, caressing every inch. I get a handful of his soft short curls, pulling toward me slightly, making his kisses blend into me.

I lean forward and turn my body to face his. Placing my hands on his stomach, tracing his muscles down to his waist, and slide them down to remove his boxers. My first real look at his cock, and I am captured for a moment by the victory of finally revealing what I have only imagined up until this point. I bask for a short minute, and wrap my hand around the thick shaft. The color of it matching his caramel tone skin, smooth and formed beautifully. The veins start to show more with my touch, as it becomes harder, extending in length. The head is of delightful size and shape. I admire every detail before leaning forward to taste it.

His eyes meet mine as I look up at him while leaning in to place my lips on his erection. He's biting on his lip, making me want to fuck the shit out of him. I kiss the head of his rock hard dick, licking and sucking on it as I go. Wrapping my lips around it, I move down the shaft, using my tongue to swirl around it with each motion. I feel him tighten and grow as I taste him. Not wanting him to blow his load just yet, I pull back and sit upright. The belt in my hand has left an imprint in my palm where I've been clenching it.

I lay back in front of him, spreading my legs wide and telling him to come here with the curl of my finger. He kneels onto the bed and hovers over me. I bite my lip, looking into his eyes.

"Any limits?" I ask.

The look on his face is priceless, I can see that he wasn't prepared to list anything he isn't okay with. I can't help but smile and let out a chuckle. There is what may be the look of fear in his eyes. I haven't even done anything yet, I can't imagine what he'll think when we really get into the swing of things. I pull the belt in between us, bringing it to the space between our faces. The smell of leather heightens my adrenaline, making my blood rush. He looks down at the belt and back at me.

"What do you plan to do with that?" His question is adorable.

"I want to use it on you, but I don't know if you're ready for that tonight." I grin. "You can use it on me though, I'm a big girl, I promise you won't hurt me." I wink at him.

He leans up from his military position above me, sitting upright on his knees. I sit up in front of him and hand him the belt. He takes it, looking at it like it's foreign. I turn myself around, getting on all fours, and push my ass into the air. I look behind me, Adrian frozen.

"Keep it folded." I tell him. "Spank me with it, as hard as you want. Don't hold back."

He looks up from his trance of the belt and gives me a look of uncertainty. Just when I think he is going to jump up and put his clothes on to run away, he folds the belt in half and raises it up to the side. He swings, nipping me in the ass with a swift lick. He can do better.

"Harder." I demand. I put my head down and wait for the belt to connect with my ass again.

I feel him pull the belt back to swing, he brings it down with a whip across my behind, the sting sends signals to my pussy that makes a loud moan escape me. His hand rubs over where the belt just struck. I push my ass back towards him, wanting more.

"Again, Adrian." I whine. "Don't stop unless I say so."

He takes his hand away and swings the belt, causing a painful shock to jolt through me. He swings again, and again, each swing changing sides. Striking me with the belt again, I cry out a moan and put my hand behind me to stop him. I lean up slightly, my ass cheeks burning from the leather blows, and grab the belt from him.

I stand up from the bed slowly, feeling every lash of the belt on my red skin. I walk behind him.

"Bend over." I instruct. Fuck it, my consideration of taking it easy has fled from my mind.

He's hesitant at first, but bends forward to get on all fours. I rub my hand across his sweet, tight, round ass and give it a smack. His body jumps from being startled, not knowing what's coming next. I run the tip of the belt across his ass cheeks and down his left leg, then back up his inner thigh, grazing his ball sack with it. His balls tighten up from the touch. I pull it away and fold it in half. I give him one solid whip of the belt across his ass, he groans.

I unfold the belt and wrap it around his ankles, pulling it tight, bringing his legs together.

"Turn over to your back." I tell him. "Grab the headboard with your hands and don't let go."

His body stretched out, I straddle over him with my back to his face and slide down onto his fully erect cock, pushing him deep inside of my wet pussy. I reach forward and grab onto his bound ankles. My stilettos rest against his hips. I slowly bring my ass up to where the tip of his dick is right at my entrance, then lower myself back down. I let out a breath of pleasure as he moans. I sit upright and rock back and forth, moving my hips while grinding down so he is deep inside.

My body is in complete ecstasy, the feeling of him in me, I want this to never end. I lean forward again, grab onto his ankles and ride him up and down, my ass bouncing faster. This shit feels so good, my mind leaves my body in the heat of it all. I sit up and place my hands behind my back, placing them on his stomach. My breasts are forward, dancing around as I grind faster, my climax climbing quickly. His hard cock is so deep, rubbing against the tight walls of my pussy, my clit throbbing. I reach one hand around in front of me, rubbing on my clit, moving down to his balls that are tight and ready to release.

My moans and whimpers are stronger with each penetration. His breathing is fast paced, his body tensing up, I can feel him climaxing. He moans and jerks around beneath me, then stills as he reaches the peak of his climax. My body reacts to his climax and joins in, I rub on my clit to stimulate myself faster so I can come with him. He lets out a loud moan, almost a yell.

"Mmm, yes!" His voice is deep and fierce.

I clench up and begin pulsing with an intense orgasm, sending shocks of pleasure and chills over my skin. "Fuck, yes!" I cry out. My pussy snaps around his hard cock as his hot cum rushes out, both of them throbbing from the release. Our rapid breathing begins to slow as I lay back on him. He lets go of the headboard and reaches his hand around my waist, kissing my shoulder. I roll off of him and lay on my side on the bed, facing him. I feel as though I've just taken a drug that has me on a really good high.

"That wasn't too bad, was it?" I ask him.

He takes in a deep breath and releases it. "That was fucking amazing." He says and turns to face me. "Seriously, that was mind blowing, I have never had such an intense orgasm. I think I'm still twitching." He chuckles and puts his hand on my face. "God, you're incredible." He breaths out.

"You're quite incredible yourself." I grin at him. "I tried to be easy on you this time, I didn't want to be too harsh." I smile.

"That was being easy on me?" He asks with a laugh, "If that was being easy, then I don't know what to expect, I wouldn't think it could get much better than what just happened."

"You have no idea." I bite my lip and grin. "I can't wait to get there with you, I have so much more I want to share... but like I said, I'm trying to take it slow, slowly build up to that."

His expression changes, "Let's hope I can live up to that expectation of yours."

I sit up to check the time on my phone, it's near three in the morning. I feel exhausted. Adrian turns to his back and I lay back down, resting my head on his chest. My eyelids are heavy, I can't hold them open any longer. I glance up at him, his eyes are closed. I lay there, watching him drift off to sleep, barely keeping my own eyes open.

This moment... I don't want to let go.

I
slept for four hours before the sun shining in through the windows catches my eye and wakes me. I'm still on his chest, we were both so worn out that we hadn't budged. I look up at Adrian, he looks so peaceful. Not wanting to disturb him, I sit up and get out of the bed as quietly as I can. I step into the bathroom to wash up and get dressed. I walk back into the room, find my purse and dig through it to find a pen and paper.

Adrian,

Had to take care of something.