Whatever Adam needs.

Winlay was having trouble thinking clearly. The combination of Adam's lips on hers, his hand stroking under the wrapping that covered her breasts and the rocking of Adam's thigh between hers had reduced her to mindless need.

She couldn't resist even if she wanted to as he lifted the loose shirt over her head leaving her wearing the white cotton panties and the binding cloth wrapped around her torso. Soon that strip of fabric lay on the floor next to the old shirt and Adam had bent her backwards and moved his mouth to suckle at her tits. His mouth devoured her full breasts hungrily, licking the sweat from her curves and nibbling on the soft skin making her nipples ache with need.

Winlay felt tiny next to Adam, **** in his strong arms helpless under his control as he took from her what he needed. But she didn't feel powerless, in fact just the opposite. According to Mika, Adam took his vows seriously, and had for years but his need for her was stronger than those vows - stronger than even he could control. If Adam was willing to surrender to his need for her, how could she be powerless?

With a fierce growl of desire, Adam swept her from her feet into his arms and carried her to a table on the far side of the room. He placed her carefully amidst the papers, notes and blueprints that were scattered on the table and pressed his lips to hers once again.

'Crews he tasted good!' thought Winlay as her tongue wrestled with his, each trying to explore the other in new-found wonder. His hands roamed her body possessively pushing into her cotton panties cupping her sex and fingering the wetness between her thighs. Winlay had often fingered herself to climax since she first discovered the pleasures of her secret womanhood. But the feeling of Adam's hand confidently exploring and probing was totally different.

"Ohhhh,?" He was so good. His finger unerringly found her nub and Winlay squirmed on the table as he stroked her, his mouth moving from her lips to her ears then throat and breasts before moving back again to her throat and lips. Her hips were bucking under his hand, pressing herself insistently searching for release from the pressure that was now unbearable. Somehow he had worked his way out of his clothing and was naked when he climbed up to join her on the table. The evidence of his arousal made her tremble as he jerked her panties over her knees with feverish need. His penis was long and thick; it throbbed with a life of its own and Winlay had to look away as Adam settled between her legs. His legs opened hers even further exposing her pink slit before he lowered himself onto her pinning her to the table.

This was it - Adam was going to make her his completely - and she wanted it more than anything she had ever wanted in her life. Would he still want her after his need was sated? Winlay didn't even care! She wanted nothing more than to satisfy his desire, if he could quench the fire that burnt inside him by sinking into her wetness than she didn't care about what might follow. He rose above her slightly and she felt Adam's cock head searching for entrance into her core, and then felt her wet pussy-lips parting to let his manhood claim her.

"I'm sorry Winlay, I just have to have you!" Adam groaned into her ear as he pressed slowly into her "I need this so badly!"

Winlay could feel the tightness of her hymen stretch as he entered. This was her last chance.

"Wait!" She gasped making Adam pause just before the thrust that would have broken into her. His desire for her was written across his face, easily read by her even though she had only known Adam for a few hours. What must he think of her? Leading him on like this and then making him stop at just the final second?