Adam called early that morning, wanting to know if she was available, and she told him to come over. He showed up within 15 minutes, and Eve cursed under her breath as she threw on some clean underwear and checked herself quickly. Adam was polite when it came to Eve, but he only had one thing in mind, and that was her tight pussy. He knocked on the door, glancing around at the other apartments, that no one would see him.
"You could’ve given me a bit of time to shower, y’know," Eve said as she opened the door, in just a white tank-top.
"Ah, but then I wouldn’t have caught you like this, would I?" Adam murmured into Eve's ear, shutting the door behind him. Eve couldn't help but respond to him. There was something about him—confident, a bit bold—and she liked that edge.
"Besides, you always smell class," Adam added with a rough chuckle.
Eve leaned back against the door, letting out a soft breath as she tilted her head to the side. "You’re awful cheeky, you are," she muttered, though she didn’t stop him.
Adam knew Eve enjoyed his visits. "Go on, grab that dildo of yours, yeah?" he said. Eve rolled her eyes slightly, but there was a smile on her lips. He was in his forties, tall and handsome, with a touch of grey, and she was twenty-one with a thirst for passion. She enjoyed the power Adam had over her while they were together, and it didn't hurt that he could make her come every time.
"You don’t waste a second, do ya?" she teased, heading into the bedroom.
"I know what I like," Adam shot back.
Eve opened her drawer and pulled it out. "I have something new for you." she said, handing to him big pink ribbed glass dildo.
"I had a feeling you would," Adam said with a grin, kneeling down. "Go on—legs apart for me."
Eve did as he asked. "Bossy, aren’t ya?"
"Only with you," he said, licking his lips. "Now shift that aside a bit."
She pulled her underwear to one side, exposing herself, her breath catching slightly. "You’re impossible," she whispered, already reacting.
"You’re the one enjoying it," Adam murmured. "Look at ya."
"Oh, I am, yeah," Eve breathed, a soft laugh slipping through.
Adam moved slowly at first, watching her reactions carefully.
"That alright?" he asked quietly.
"Yeah… don’t stop now," Eve said, her voice unsteady.
He teased her slightly, pulling back just enough to make her shift.
"Ah here, don’t be mean," she groaned.
"Can’t help myself," Adam replied with a smirk.
As things built, Eve shifted, spreading her legs wider.
"Right, that’s it… yeah," she breathed.
"Thought so," Adam said softly.
"Get on the bed," he added after a moment.
"Yeah, alright, keep your hair on," Eve muttered, though she moved quickly, tossing the blankets aside and lying back.
The room filled with the sounds of her reacting to him, her voice rising without her meaning it to.
"Jesus… yeah, right there," she gasped.
Adam watched her closely, knowing exactly what he was doing.
"That’s it, yeah? You’re nearly there," he said.
"Don’t stop—seriously, don’t you dare stop," Eve said breathlessly.
Moments later, both of them tensed, the energy breaking all at once. Eve let out a sharp cry, her head falling back.
Adam stepped away after, catching his breath. "Mind if I grab a shower?" he called out.
"Yeah, go on, of course," Eve replied, still recovering, grabbing a sheet to clean herself up.
When he came out of the shower, he leaned down and kissed the top of her head. "Thanks," he said. "I’m meant to be at work already—running late now."
"Story of your life, I’d say," Eve teased, getting up to walk him to the door.
"I’ll see ya soon, yeah?" Adam said.
"Yeah… you will," Eve replied with a small smile.
