I wanted to know what Adam thought first but I didn’t know how to flip the question around on him without looking like a 14-year-old girl. I smiled back at him, watching him enjoy the dinner I had brought him, my mitten still yearning for him despite having just been stuffed.
“She said the same thing to me,” I said to him, watching for his reaction.
Our eyes were locked in an emotionally charged moment, and in all my flustered elegance I managed to spit out: “I like you.”
Adam laughed and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, the smell of his soap washed over me as he pulled me into him.
“I like you, too. A lot,” he said. *A lot*. Never thought those two words would make me horny but here we are!
“I had a nice time with you at the lake, too,” Adam said, the both of us looking forward into the trees off the parking lot.
It’s amazing how calm the outside of the hospital always felt, despite the insides always being chaotic. It was a nice atmosphere to have this conversation and, if it didn’t work out, at least I’d have a few really beautiful memories to remember it by.
“Mm,” I added, unsure of what to say but wanting him to know I looked back on the weekend at the lake *very* fondly. *Sigh*.
“What do you think?” he asked. It was a simple question but so complex to answer.
I liked Adam a lot but I didn’t want him to feel pressured into anything, as we both were respected at the hospital.
“I would want you to be comfortable, you know, with people knowing,” he added. Hearing him talk of a potential future relationship made me go full romantic-movie-eyes.
I paused for a few moments, trying to come up with something better than my previous “I like you”.
I said: “I would want everyone to meet my boyfriend.” I swear when I said it, he blushed. He leaned in and kissed me, his lips full of passion and a new found energy.
He pulled away and surprised me.
“Let me go down on you. Now.” He pulled open the driver’s door and put me in the seat, dropped between my thighs and pulled my dress over the top of his head.
His tongue parted me first, then made its way up to my clit where it traced out tight circles for what felt like forever. He kissed my clit, now seriously swollen and aching for him, and then gently sucked it.
I felt it lift slightly, his mouth circling it completely. Then he moved the tip of his tongue across the top of my clit, applying just the right amount of pressure to make me curl my toes.
It was sensational and I felt myself grow so wet that I thought I may actually start dripping. He had only been going down on me for a few minutes and I already was close to exploding with pleasure.
He put his hands on the inner thighs and pushed them apart–with fury, as he began to suck my clit with more force. It was a powerful mix of feeling a slight bit of pain with an overwhelming sense of pleasure–and I liked it.
Right when I was about to cum, writhing and flailing in my car seat, the emergency brake digging into my back, he stuck one single finger inside my completely soaking hole.
I. Came. Hard.
He sucked my clit as I came, squirming with euphoria at his every moment, in complete heaven watching him go down on me.
After I was done (I swear I came for nearly 5 minutes straight!) he used his napkin from dinner to wipe my thighs first and then his own face. I was trying to catch my breath still when he pulled me out of the car by my arms and pulled me to his chest for a tight hug.
“Do you want to be my girlfriend?” he asked, my cheek pressed against his tight chest as he asked, our embrace now very tender.
I nodded my head up and down, knowing if I said yes to him out loud that I may just start crying because, well, Adam is a hell of a lover and a hell of a guy, and it is a big deal when you find one like him.
He leaned down and kissed me, the taste of my pussy now on my own lips.
I knew we had more to talk about—the timeline of letting people at the hospital know about us, signing any waivers in HR, and preparing to openly be an item—but right now I think we both just wanted to bask in our post-coital moment of perfection and bliss.
“Come over after work tonight,” I said. “I want to see you again.”
Adam looked down at me and smiled, his pearly white teeth drawing me in for another kiss.
“Excuse me but I have a girlfriend now,” he laughed and I legit got chills when he said it. I’d be lying if I said this wasn’t a thought it my mind after the first month or so, but things were going so well that I didn’t push it. But after watching another girl paw at him at the lake, I knew what I wanted. Really, it was good we went to the lake and some chick threw herself at him. Or else we may not have had that talk yet and I’m so glad we did.
“I’m off in 5 hours,” he said, “then I’ll be over.”
I was aching thinking of waiting 5 more hours to see him again. I wanted to have him, feel him, own him right then and there. But we had to wait.
I turned to him, kissed him, and said: “I really want to blow you tonight.” He smiled, “I want you to blow me tonight too!” We laughed and said goodbye and I drove back to my house.
I had some time so I set my alarm to get some sleep so that I’d have more energy to devour him when he came over later.
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