Jealous Adam Smut (Part 2) (Patreon)

(Sorry it's not edited!)

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Adam's on you in an instant; tugging at your clothes, dragging his hands from your face all the way towards your waist, pinning you against the wall with no escape.

You're left gasping as his mouth descends on yours. A rough collision of tongue and teeth that stings, but is far from unpleasant.

If he wasn't holding you up, you'd have collapsed by now.

When did he become so forward?

It's like someone hit a switch and now he's gone absolutely feral.

In the past he always acted submissive, allowing you to take the lead while he followed in suit, never one to push the boundaries or try and switch the status-quo.

But right now it's like every kiss is the equivalent of a bite.

It's rough and dirty, each thrust of his tongue conveying thinly veiled anger.

You moan against his mouth.

Adam.

You must've said his name aloud because a growl tears from his throat and he hoists your left leg up, wrapping it around his waist while his other hand splays against your ass.

Overwhelmed, you pull away from the kiss, tilting your head back in pleasure as he rocks against you.

It's too much yet not enough.

You want him inside of you, thrusting into you with the same intensity to help ease the ache building between your legs.

Out of sheer desperation and need, you lift your head and attempt to unbuckle his pants, but he captures your greedy hands by the wrists and pins them above your head.

You: Adam please-

You gasp as he muffles your complaints with his mouth. Effectively silencing you.

It's a punishment of sorts, you're sure.

He's still enraged by your date and so he's not going to give you what you want just yet- if at all.

But you had to go on that date.

You had to.

Because ever since you've met him…

Adam's been slowly creeping under your skin, burying himself in your veins and heart.

And you didn't want to feel it. You'd hoped you could replace the feeling with someone else. Anyone else but the man who straight up attempted to kill you.

But unfortunately it didn't work. And now you're in an even worse position because your attraction to Adam's becoming too much, almost to a point where it's overwhelming and mimics how he felt about you when you first met.

You were running away just like he was.

And now you're forced to confront it head on.

Adam notices your mind starting to wander and you suppose that's why his hand starts traveling from your calf towards the front of your pants and dips past the waistband.

Clever fingers find your heat and in minutes he's working you up, drawing your attention back towards him.

Adam: Focus on me. Not him.

The command gives you mixed feelings. Mostly due to the fact that it's turning you on even more but…

Wait…

Did he really think you were thinking about your blind date just now?

From the sheen of red flashing behind those darkened eyes, your educated guess proves correct.

But really Adam?

That guy's the last thing on your-

You cry out as he plunges a finger inside of you followed by a second.

You: Mmm!

This dick.

He doesn't even plan on letting you think for a second does he?

Fucking insecure ass baby.

You clench your legs as his fingers curl.

Your entire body starts shaking as he quickens the movement and finally he releases your hands so you can use them to remain upright as he works you into a frenzy.

Your hips begin moving on their own.

Their movement is unnoticeable at first, right up until Adam's fingers quicken inside of you and causes your hips to move at a frantic pace.

You bite into his shoulder as he hits your sweet spot over and over. The leg curled around his waist tightens.

Your head keeps spinning. You imagine his dick being inside of you instead of his fingers.

It's enough to almost tip you over the edge and-

His fingers leave you before you can.

No!

You almost cry out, begging him not to stop when you realize he's unzipping your pants, tugging them down so you can step out of them.

Then he undoes his buckle and you watch as his hardened member springs free.

It's already dripping with pre-cum.

You stare at each other for a moment, taking each other in, devouring one another with your eyes.

Then Adam steps forward, gripping you by the ass, and hoists you up against the wall so both of your legs are forced to wrap around his waist.

He groans as he enters you.

Despite the fact that you're ready, you're still pretty tight for him as he buries himself inside, right up to the hilt.

You both wait as your body adjusts to his size before he draws his hips back and enters you with a bit more speed this time.

You can feel his back muscles tightening as he restrains himself.

He's afraid to hurt you.

It would be sweet if not for the fact that you need him to pick up the pace- now.

You buck your hips into his when he plunges into you for the third time and whisper against his ear-

You: Faster.

Adam pauses for a minute, long enough to look at you with such blatant desire that it rocks you to your core, before thrusting into you with newfound vigor.

You practically scream his name when he does.

You forget you have neighbors.

You forget about your earlier argument.

Hell, you forget your own damn name, as Adam drives himself in and out of you.

Your back scrapes against the wall but you don't care.

All that you can think about is this.

Adam inside of you. Adam palming the meat of your ass. Adam moaning in your ear, muttering your name, pressing kisses into your neck, amplifying every sensation and touch with his presence and body heat and you're so close, oh your so close-

You let out another cry as you finally tip over the edge, finally given your release with Adam following soon after.

You feel him filling you up as you come down from your high.

Sticky hot liquid leaks out of you as you lean your forehead against his, slick with sweat and cum, your legs shaking like you've just run a marathon.

Adam lowers both of you to the floor.

Looks like his legs gave out too, spent from taking out his jealousy on your body.

And if you're being honest with yourself…

You wouldn't mind him doing it again.