*mature content

Sabrina's pov

I don't know why I did it.

Maybe it was because of my state of intoxication, maybe it was because I didn't have control over my mind now, or maybe it was just because I longed to be loved.

I kissed him back with equal fervour.

At first I didn't. I was just too shocked to do something else. But something came over me after a while, which is why I returned the gesture just the way I received it.

Adam brought his hand upto my waist, holding my tightly, and trying to bring his body as close to mine as possible. And I wrapped my arms around his neck, giving myself completely into the kiss.

One of his hand slid upto my right breast and gave it a gentle squeeze. I left his lips at that moment only to give a moan of pleasure.

His lips then transferred to my neck and started kissing and sucking on it and I threw my neck back giving him more access to it.

His hands travelled upto the zipper of my dress at my back and started fumbling with it, trying to open it, failing miserably.

Immediately I pushed him away and left his embrace. He gave me a startled expression as he was confused with my actions. But I just responded with a seductive smile and brought my hands to my back to open the zipper myself.

Seeing my actions, Adam didn't hold back, as he himself starting working on his tuxedo's buttons followed by his shirt's, smirking in the process. Soon my gown was pooling at my feet, while he was standing infront of me completely barechested.

At that moment, my heart started beating even more rapidly. I knew what we were about to do was something completely wrong and terrible. But my rational side was suppressed by my need to be cared, my need to be loved, even though it would be just for one night.

Adam strodded in my direction once more and started kissing me with every ounce of passion within him. Sparks were flying through my body, and my body was convulsing in pleasure.

Our kissing was getting more and more passionate each moment that I didn't realise when we moved back and I fell on the bed with him on top of me.

His lips then shifted back to my neck and he was passionately kissing and sucking it, surely leaving hickeys behind. His lips then travelled to my breasts and an involuntary moan left my lips as his mouth started kissing my right nipple through my bra.

His hand travelled behind me and he deftly unclipped my strapless bra and removed it from my chest at a swift motion.

If this would be some other night, I would have definitely been self conscious and I would most probably be trying to cover myself now.

But tonight was different. Tonight every ounce of self consciousness vanished from within me and I found myself rather enjoying the feel of this.

His lips wrapped around my nipples and started his sweet torture on them. My skin was getting covered in goosebumps as I tugged on to his hair to stop myself from screaming with pleasure.

My tugging seemed to make him go more wilder as his mouth left my nipples and travelled further towards south, leaving kisses behind. My breathing got more erratic by every passing second until I found myself completely short of breathe when his lips touched my forbidden area.

But suddenly at that moment, every single memory of our wedding night came flashing into my mind. The pain, the abuse. Every scene kept unfolding infront of me and I didn't realise when I started crying and whispering "stop" over and over again.

Adam did stop his actions at my words and he looked up towards my face, concern lacing his expressions.

"Please don't hurt me," I whispered tears profusely falling from my eyes.

"I won't. I won't hurt you again. Trust me," he spoke while moving up and placing a kiss on my forehead.

"It hurt the last time"

"I know. And I am sorry for that. But let me show you how it is done. Let me take away the pain and show you the pleasure. Trust me"

And me being the complete, utter fool, somehow trusted his words again and let him continue. I nodded and I let him continue as this night I saw glimpses of the old Adam with him. And I wanted to savour him for the short time i had with him

His hands then started playing with the hem of my panties, lightly touching my skin turning me on even more. Slowly, he held onto the edge of my panties and sluggishly peeled them of my skin, leaving me completely bare to his naked eyes.

I immediately gulped at the way he stared at me. His eyes emanated the lust and desire. And I was going crazy just by the way he looked at me.

Until I experienced something I never did before.

"I am going to eat you raw."

Saying that his head dipped right between my legs and I let out a big gasp at the completely foreign feeling. As his tongue stroked me, I was brought to heights of pleasure which I never knew before. I was moaning crazily, tugging onto his hair even more to try to get a control over my body.

"Adam!" I gasped

My legs were shivering and I felt a pit buildup in my stomach. I didn't know what to do. I was getting crazier by every passing second but his kissing did not stop until I found myself exploding in ecstasy when I finally came.

Intimacy was always associated with pain for me. I had never experienced this feeling before in my life. It was just so different.

I had a notion that there could be no pleasure, atleast for the female side, while being intimate with their partner. Atleast this was what I was used to after our wedding night. But this experience made all my beliefs false.

His hands left my body and I moaned in protest. But soon my breathe hitched when I realised why he did that. He was now infront of me, in all his naked glory like I was.

I was supposed to be scared. But I wasn't. And for some apparent reason, I wanted him. I wanted him so badly.

And I knew through his lustful gaze, he wanted me to.

"Are you ready?"

I nodded as he bent down once more, only to join my lips with his. And at that moment, I felt him entering me, slowly.

A gasp left my mouth at the sudden intrusion. It was uncomfortable, at first. But it didn't hurt like the last time.

It took me a little time to adjust to this feeling, but as his thrusts gained pace, my heights of pleasure increased, and I reached a new world of ecstasy. Until I found myself coming, over and over again.

It was cringy.