Get me out!

Twelve

  Rebecka POV: 

    "Ready Rebecka?" He whispers in my ear. His hand slides up the curve of my body, making my n*****s harden. He hovers above me, my legs spread wide and his pelvis rests heavy against me. His hard, warm c**k rubs over my folds and the wetness between them. My whole body tingles and my core is tight and heavy with the need for release. "I'm going to make you mine." His breath fans over the skin on my neck and his lips is pressed to my shoulder. 

    "Please." I moan and buck my hips to create a friction to my aching c**t. 

    "What do you want?" His thumb rubs over my n****e and he kisses me passoinately.

    "You." I answer when he pulls back to give me some air. He grabs his c**k and slides it over my wetness. He pushes the tip inside me and my breath gets stuck in my throat. "Oh my god." I whisper. His body is shaking and he takes deep breaths.

    "You have to tell me to stop. If it is too much, tell me to stop." He rests his forehead against mine and I nod. He pushes himself a little bit deeper.

    "That feels so good." I gasp and arch my back. He takes one of my n*****s in his mouth and sucks hard. He humms and the small vibrations spread through my body. When he is fully inside me he stops and sits up on his knees. He looks down at me, my hair is spread out on the pillow, my n*****s are hard and stands right up. His hands slides over my body, over my breasts, down over my ribcage and stomach. One of them continues up my thigh, the other one goes up to his mouth and he licks his thumb. He pushes it on my c**t and starts rubbing it. He moves his hip and I instantly feel the preasure and need for release build up. "More, please more." He moves faster, puts his hand behind my knees and push them down on the bed. It makes my pelvic tilt and the head of his c**k rubs my g-spot over and over again. The feeling in my stomach tightens and my muscles start to tremble.

    "Shit... You feel so good. I'm coing to cum." 

    "Yes, yes, yes..." I say as he pounds into me. One of his hands comes up and takes a grip around my throat. Like before, the grip is not so tight it makes it hard to breath. It has a raw and desperate feeling that makes my eyes roll back. "More, don't stop." His thrusts are getting sloppy and he clenches his jaw. He leans forward and bites the junktion between my shoulder and my neck. Pure bliss rolls through me and I moan out his name as the orgasm blinds me. He follows right behind and empties himself deep inside me. 

The knocking on my door wakes me up and I groan. I had such a good dream. I sit up and the knocking continues. 

    "I'm up, just a second." I say and toss the duvet of me. My panties are soaked and the heavy feeling in my core is even worse than it was in the dream. I open the door and I see Adam standing outside. I'm about to jump inot his arms when I see his tense body. His fists are clenched and he breathes heavy through his nose. His eyes flashes to pitchblack and back to his warm brown.  "Adam what's wrong?" I ask worried.

    "What did you do?" He mumbles with a deep voice. 

    "What do you mean, I was sleeping, you just woke me up. I..." I'm suddenly pushed into my room and up against the wall. 

    "That smell. I felt it outside your room but when you opened the door it hit me like a tidalwave." He burries his nose in my hair and inhales. 

    "I didn't do anything, I had a dream and..." He backs away with a sly grin on his face.

    "A dream? What was it about?" He leans forward and spreads kisses across my chest. 

    "You." My head is spinning from the high the dream gave me and the feeling of his lips on my body. 

    "What did I do?" His hand follows the curve of my body down to my hip.

    "You...We were..." 

    "Yes?" 

    "We mated." I blurt out and he smiles. His fingers is just under the waistband of my soaked panties.

    "Was it good?" He asks and I raise an eyebrow at him.

    "What do you think?" I say, grab his wrist and push his hand down to my wet p***y. 

    "Rebecka, I could smell this..." He pushes a finger to my wet entrance. "... from outside your door. I know it was good, I just wanted to hear you say it." 

    "You bit me." I lift my hand and follow his jaw with my fingers.

    "I marked you?" I shake my head.

    "You just bit me. Not hard, it didn't pierce the skin." He looks me in the eyes and then let his eyes wander over my body. 

    "What else did I do?" He pulls up his hand from my panties and puts the finger in his mouth and sucks on it. His dark hair falls in front of his eyes and looks at me. "Did you ride me? Did you sit on my face?" His eyes grow a little darker with each question.

    "No, you were on top and just... You know." I lick my lips and his eyes fall to my lips. I take a step towards him and put my arms around him. "I missed you." 

    "I can tell." He teases and taps my c**t. I pinch his n****e and he laughs. "I missed you to Rebecka." I rest my head against his shoulder and my eyes fall at the clock on my nightstand. 8:15 am. 

    "s**t! I need to go to the nursestation. I'm never late." I say and grabs my jeans from the chair.

    "What are you late for?" He asks and watch me search for my bra. 

    "Medication. I've never been late. I don't want to give them a reason to hold me here longer than necessary." He furrows his brows.

    "What kind of pills do you take?" He asks and rubs his chin. I stop and look at him. I hesitate with my answer. He walks up to me and press a kiss to my lips. "I want to know. I want to help you."

    "Pills to help me keep calm. To help with anxiety and nervousness." 

    "Maybe you don't need to take the pills. It was Stella that made you nervous right? If we train the two of you together maybe she will calm down and you can stop take the pills." 

    "You think?" I say and I feel this spark of hope light up in my chest.

    "It's worth a shot."