Truth serum smut

"God, baby. You are so beautiful." Nick sighed as Adalind undressed. "The most beautiful woman in the world."

Adalind smiled softly and helped him out of his own clothes. "You're the most beautiful man in the world."

Nick roamed his hands over her body. "You are so soft. So smooth. I love touching you. I love when you touch me. I really love it when we make love. I think about you all the time. I always imagine you naked."

Adalind got him onto the bed, pressed her body to his and moved her hands over his arms, shoulders and back, caressing his muscles firmly. She pressed her lips on his neck, along his jaw and finally to his lips.

He returned the kiss passionately, intensely, his constant need for her brought to the surface by the truth potion. His arms wrapped tightly around her body, one hand sliding low to cup and squeeze her pert little ass. A finger moved between the cheeks, slicking over her tight little pucker.

He pulled his mouth from her to whisper, "I love every inch of your body. I could spend hours running my tongue everywhere, tasting all of you and never grow tired of it."

Adalind gasped and moaned the moment she was speared and stretched on Nick's throbbing shaft.

"You're so good, baby. You feel so good around me. You are perfect like this. The way your body moves when you're on top of me."

"Nick, please," Adalind cried. "I can't focus when you say things like that. I need to be making you sweat. Causing you to be filled with pleasure."

Adalind never realized she had such a strong praise kink. But Nick's words were driving her over the edge far to fast.

"Adalind, you always give me pleasure. You are the best I've ever had. Every moment with you is the best I've ever had. Just ride me, baby. I love watching you come."

Her body shook uncontrollably. She was completely helpless to do anything but ride him hard and ride him fast. She was filled with the uncontrollable need to drive him as deeply inside her as possible.

"You're so good, baby. So good." Nick moaned, his grip on Adalind's hips tight enough to bruise. "I love you so much. Please, let go. Let me watch you come."

She screamed in ecstasy, spasming and convulsing as she was consumed by euphoria.

"Oh, baby. You are so beautiful." Nick praised. "You look like my own personal goddess when you lose yourself to pleasure like that."

All Adalind could do was whimper. With Nick continuing to praise her, she was still so turned on, and yet her body felt so good, that she lost all ability to form words.

Nick wraps his arms tightly around his lover and flips them over. Taking full control of their movements and determined to give his sweet Adalind more orgasms.

He pounded into her, needing to watch her face contort in pure bliss.

"You are perfect." Nick moaned with every thrust. Perfect eyes. Perfect lips. Perfect hair. Perfect in every way." He grazed his lips over every area he named. "I love your perfect neck. How soft and silky it is.

Filled with pleasure, Adalind arched her body and bend her head back, exposing the column in question.

"Yes, baby. Do that. I love when you move like that." Nick groaned. He latched onto a sensitive area, nipping, biting, sucking a mark, a physical claim. "I want everyone to know that you are mine. That you will always be mine. That you give your body to me. For me to pleasure endlessly."

Adalind's fingers, that had been gripping tightly to Nick's shoulders, now raked down his back, leaving red lines.

"That's it, my beautiful Addie, mark me. Claim me as yours." Nick cried out joyously.

All Adalind could reply were gasps and moans. Her body writhing beneath his as he took her to oblivion.

"I love those sounds. They're my favorite music." Nick praised. "Let me hear that sweet note, my goddess."

Adalind was powerless to deny his request. Her body pushed beyond the edge of utopia.

Nick continued to move inside her, rubbing firmly over her bud and hitting at just the right angle to trigger more eruptions of pleasure.

Nick exploded his release, crying out Adalind's name. His hips jerked forward several more times, pumping his member inside her until her contracting walls had squeezed every last drop from him.

"You're so beautiful. You're so perfect." Nick gasped, collapsing to the bed, trying to catch his breath, but still pulling Adalind into the safety of his arms and tight against his body.

"You're the perfect one." Adalind breathed, laying her head on his chest and listening as his rapidly beating heart began to slow to a steady rhythm. "I've never had anyone make me feel so precious."

"I was just telling the truth." Nick chuckled.

"That's what makes you so special. The way you love. You've placed me on a pedestal. I've never had anyone do that before. It's why I could never love anyone else. No one could possibly compare to you." Adalind confessed.

"You're an extraordinary woman, Adalind." Nick adamentally told her. "You love so openly. Even when you're not sure how the other person feels. You're not afraid to reveal your love and devotion. I didn't know that was possible for anyone to do. And yet you did that for me. How could I even think of anyone else, when no one else had ever been so unguarded."

Adalind beamed brightly up at him. "You and I deserve each other. No one else could ever be worthy of us."

Nick grinned back. "That's the honest truth."