Until The Morning After

Chapter 7

A good f**k, wasn't he.

June's pov

Adrien joined me, spreading my legs as he gazed intently into my eyes, the hunger in his eyes sending shivers of flames through my core.

He takes his gaze to my s*x, his eyes darkening with lust before his mouth lowered between my legs, his hot breath teasing my sensitive flesh and I bit my lips from the blissful feeling.

His tongue came in contact with my s*x and I felt a rush of pleasure come over me. I let out a little cry and held onto the sheets. His mouth deftly tonic my c**t as his tongue probed every nook and cranny.

My body writhed under his caresses, a sensation of pleasure I had never known before travelling over my being.

I collapsed back onto the bed, sweating and trembling from the sensation, while Adrien crawled up my body, capturing my lips in a kiss hungryly.

I could taste myself on his tongue, the flavor adding to the already overwhelming sensations, sending sparks of pleasure straight to my core.

He pulled back, quickly removing his own clothes, revealing his physique that left my s*x throbbing more with need. His length was perfect, large, thick and long, making me nervous, but I trust him. Well that's crazy, but I trust him.

Ooh damn me. I'm slowly turning into some crazy mess.

Adrien joined me on the bed once more, his fingers slowly sliding into my wet heat. I moaned, arching into his touch.

He leans down, his lips brushing against mine. "I'm going to f**k you now, June," he whispers, his voice low and husky. “You get that.”

I nod, my body aching. I wanted to tell him exactly where he could drop all his cocky continious questions. After all, here I was, spread out and ready for him. But I held myself not to. I didn't want to ruin the moment.

With a gentle movement he positioned himself at my entrance rubbing slowly, before I felt a twinge of pain as soon as he entered me slowly. I gasped against his mouth, my nails digging into his shoulders as he filled me all the way.

Then slowly he started to move his hips, allowing me to adjust to his size.

In no time the pain was soon replaced with a growing pleasure, unlike anything I'd ever felt. Then he rode me, his breath hot against my neck, as he picked up speed.

I moaned desperately, my back arching off the bed as he rode in and out of me.

I took his ass, drawing him deeper into me, lost in sensation beyond description.

I could feel my orgasm building, my body tensing as Adrien's thrusts became more fast. I moaned, my body on fire with pleasure. But then he groans, immediately turning us over so i was straddling his hips.

"W-what...i ..?" I murmured breathlessly.

"Ride me, June."

I swallowed. "...O..kay."

I didn't need to be told twice. I lifted my hips and went down onto his length, moaning at the way he stretched and wonderfully filled me so perfectly.

Then began to move, rising and falling on his size with increasing speed and force.

He groaned louder, his hands on my waist, ass, steering me against him. I cried out in pleasure, my head falling back as I bounced on his length, riding him hard and fast.

In one fluid motion again he turned us both lowering me to my knees the feelings anything but hypnotic. He positioned himself behind me then pushed back into me driving fast and hard into me, as his hands held my hips, holding me in place while he drove me from behind.

**

My body ached as I woke up to a faint light peeking through the blinds. The space next to me was cold when I reached for it. I blinked quickly sitting up as I realised that the room was empty. Adrien was gone and it was already dawn.

"Shit." I scrambled to find my clothes on the floor, pulling them on as fast as I could, causing under my breath.

How had I slept so long. I was in some deep s**t. I'd to return to mansion I'd left unnoticed and I'm to help Mom pick a wedding dress.

I quickly put on my clothes.

If she found out I wasn’t at the Hart mansion for breakfast, I’d be dead. Not entirely dead, but definitely facing a long, painful lecture.

I couldn't blame her though we’d only just moved in yesterday, and we're just getting used to everything here in Briarwood Hills.

I barely know my way around here myself…. Well except, apparently, the inside of this club.

After making sure I looked organized, I turned to leave, my eyes suddenly catching the messy sheets, and the faint smell of him still in the air.

A deep ache stirred between my legs, and I cursed quietly, pressing my thighs together.

What the hell June, he's not even here but I couldn't help heating up with just the thoughts of him.

I opened the door quietly and stepped out, closing it behind me, only to freeze when I came face to face with a familiar blue and black curls.

“Holy s**t…Roxy…?” I gasped, my heart almost jumping out of my chest.

She smirked, eyes looking me up and down.

“Morning,” she said with a sly grin on her face. “ A good f**k, wasn’t he?”

My face flammed immediately but I ignored her question, pretending not to hear it as I tried to fixed my skirt to look less like someone who’d just been wildly f****d in a club's deused room.

“Do you… uh, live here or something?” I asked, hoping to change the topic.

Roxy let out a small laugh. “God June, ofcause not. I dragged your ass here last night, so it’s only fair I take you back.”

I nodded, not trusting myself to say much, and followed her out of the club.