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Groaning in discomfort, you slowly roll over onto your side. You startle slightly when a hand brushes against your arm. Before you can further react, Adam has helped you into an upright position. Blushing softly, you can't help feeling somewhat guilty about your theatrics. Especially after seeing the concerned look that has spread over his broad face.

"Are you okay?" He asks somewhat frantically as he runs a hand along your arm.

"I'm fine." You mumble in genuine embarrassment while trying to pull away.

Adam's grip around you tightens, holding you closer to his warm frame. The flush on your face only increases as you're pulled further into his embrace. Clearing your throat awkwardly, you're finally able to somewhat break free. Turning, you see the man's brow knit in what appears to be anxiety.

"I'm really okay." You reiterate as his clasp finally loosens.

"Please," He looks down at you with another expression of distress. "Don't hurt yourself further."

Though his words appear to come from a place of concern, you note an undertone of what could be mistaken for fear. Stifling any reaction to this realization, you instead nod in affirmation.

"I'm sorry," You quickly divert your gaze in an attempt to appear abashed. "I'll try not to overexert myself."

There's a small pause before you hear the man let out a deep exhale. A moment later you feel his hand brush against the side of your face. Tentatively, you glance up to find a more relaxed look on Adam's face. His thumb gently runs against your cheek before he pulls away. You watch with a mix of relief and disappointment as he stands up. The rest of the day is spent in rather uncomfortable silence. Though, your companion is hardly present for the majority of it. You're not sure where he wandered off, but are relatively relieved when he finally returns.

The reason for his departure is quickly made evident when he tosses a fowl onto the campground. Wordlessly you raise a brow before reaching over and dragging the beast over. After a few hours, the food is ready for consumption. You pick at the meal absentmindedly as your thoughts remain focused on your companion. Eventually, the day grows dark and with it the temperature decreases. Though it is a nice change of pace from the blistering days, you find yourself somewhat uncomfortable. Shivering softly, you lay out before the fire, folding your arm beneath your head as a makeshift pillow. Adam continues to sit by the fire, seeming to be lost in thought. Your own mind begins to wander as the night slowly progresses.

Sometime later, you suddenly startle from your sleep. Shifting away from the fire your body stiffens in surprise when it brushes against something warm and solid. Breathing out in a mix of relief and annoyance you quickly recognize it to be Adam's form. The large branches above you creek against a large gust of wind, causing you to shirk back reflexively. Your breath catches in your throat when a large arm lazily wraps around you. Suddenly pinned in place, you squirm against the restraint to no avail. Letting out an exasperated sigh, you try elbowing the man's side. Try as you may, you're unable to contort into the right position. During the struggle, you did find yourself slipping a bit lower out of the man's embrace.

Your efforts quickly cease when you suddenly feel something stiff against your rear. Breathing out softly, you try your best to shift away. Unfortunately, this movement causes the man's grip to tighten, pulling you back against him. The unmistakable erection is now digging into your soft flesh. Something stirs inside as you recall your earlier encounter. Blushing lightly at the thought, you subconsciously lean back into him. When his arm suddenly loosens you don't pull away. After a moment you feel a hand brush across your half bare thigh. Your blush returns as you realize the man has awakened. You remain silent as the hand continues traveling across your leg. It pauses briefly when reaching your inner thigh. Biting your lip, you quickly realize you don't want his actions to end. Pretending as if you're half asleep, you let out an audible sigh. Shifting around like you're still waking, you press yourself firmly against his frame.

Warm breath brushes across the back of your neck as he exhales deeply. This seemingly small gesture appears to be all the encouragement needed. It's not long before his fingers have slipped between your thighs and are grazing against an increasingly sensitive area. An unexpectedly deep moan escapes your lips when you feel this contact. Arching into his touch, you're instantly lost in a mix of lust and disregard. His fingers work slowly, only eliciting more moans and whimpers of pleasure. Your blush deepens further as you feel your garments becoming damper with each passing moment. Eventually, his pace and pressure increases, causing you to reflexively pull away. In an instant his arm is back around you, holding you in place. You let out a loud gasp as you struggle against his grasp. The motion of his fingers become almost unbearable. After a moment of fighting in vain, you finally reach your climax. Crying out, you feel more liquid trickling down your inner thigh as you melt into his embrace.

You hear Adam let out a self-satisfied exhale before his hand runs up along your stomach. Despite your struggles, you're still very much craving more. Playing into the power struggle, you feign some **** to his increased touch. Given your blatant transparency, the man quickly picks up on what you're doing. You can all but sense his smirk as he uses his superior strength to help subdue you. Your arm is swiftly pulled back, allowing him to easily begin undoing the buttons of your flannel. You feel your face and other parts of your body grow increasingly warm as each fasten is loosened. A few seconds later, the shirt is opened and pulled aside. When Adam's large hand clasps around your soft flesh, a shiver of excitement runs down your spine. Biting your lip again, you hesitantly reach back and place a hand across his thigh. His lower half shifts, allowing you the reach to his waistband. You suddenly find yourself genuinely timid as you carefully begin pulling his boxers down.

You hear the man let out a small groan when your hand brushes against his already erect member. You feel his own hand slip back down you abdomen to your own waistband. Your heart flutters with increased anticipation as the flimsy garment covering you is removed. You startle visibly when his other hand quickly wraps around your wrist, pulling your arm back around. His body weight pushes against you, forcing you onto your stomach. Air rushes out of your lungs as his frame continues to press you down. Unable to fight back this time, you lie still while his hand roughly pulls one of your legs to the side. An odd mix of discomfort and relief floods your body when you're suddenly engulfed by his large appendage. Despite his size, there is little resistance given how wet you've grown. Rough dirt scrapes against your delicate skin, threatening to pull you out of your trance. Fortunately, Adam's efforts are more than capable of keeping your attention.

Another gasp leaves you as his motions increase in fervor. His fingers dig somewhat painfully into your sides when he pulls you back against him. You're hardly aware of the discomfort, being completely overtaken by the orgasm that swiftly spreads through your body. Your body quakes in the aftermath as the man continues his rough ****. A new rush of liquid runs down your thighs, informing him of your growing excitement. This naturally only adds to the man's ego. You hear another haughty breathe before he wraps an arm around your waist. You're once again pulled back into his frame, forcing him deeper inside your tight passage. Unexpected tears well in the corners of your eyes as you feel yourself stretched slightly. It's all more than you can bear, sending you into another explosive orgasm.

Despite your moans of pleasure and a bit of protest, Adam seems far from finished with you. The arm around your waist tightens and a moment later you're flipped over onto your back. More water runs down your face as the dirt the motion kicked up stings your eyes. The man, however, is far too invested in his actions to take notice of any discomfort you may suffer. The rough surface now scrapes across your back as Adam resumes his actions. Just as before, the pleasure quickly overtakes any sense of pain you might be feeling. The dying embers of the campfire barely illuminate the man's pale green eyes. They look down at you with what appears to be a combination of fervor and possession. Your own eyes widen as you begin growing somewhat concerned by his expression. Regardless of any logic your mind may maintain, your body quickly regains hold. Your eyes roll back slightly when you feel his member reach the end of your inner wall. Groaning out, you know you're close to reaching yet another precipice.

The man continues his aggressive ****, only pushing you further to the edge. Your arms reflexively wrap around Adam's broad shoulders. You're not entirely sure if you're trying to push him away or pull him closer. Regardless, you're soon met with another resounding climax. As your moans fade into the dark emptiness, you feel the man's body stiffen slightly. He appears to pull away just in time as your lower half is quickly overlaid with warm liquid. Blushing lightly, your chest rises and falls deeply as you attempt to catch your breath. Adam casually rolls over onto his side before letting out a deep exhale. While you're entirely sure what he's gotten out of this situation, you're unsure what your benefit is save for a short time of fleeting pleasure. Hiding your confliction, you offer him a half hearted smile before also rolling over to your side. Staring into the dying embers from the fire, you find yourself feeling increasingly lost.