144 But Oh…He Was Wrong

Caesar seemed to be so close, and Adeline was the same.

The sound of the bed squeaking and squealing beneath them got louder as he continued at a faster pace. His dick massaged her walls as she contracted around him.

Looking at her face, he was utterly enjoying how much of a mess she was. He'd brought her undone in a way he didn't even intend to in the first place.

The way she gripped him tighter, the way her back arched off the bed—he loved it. Her moans were so pretty, and his name rolled off her tongue in the hottest way he'd ever heard.

No one could ever speak his name the way she did, and he only ever wanted to hear it from her beautiful, little mouth.

He met her honey-brown pearls and couldn't help but feel himself growing closer to release.

"Caesar, Caesar!" Adeline cried out his name. "Oh, god, fuck."