Page 129 of You Are Not Me


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“She’s also an enabler.”And a victim. And too fucking good for either of us.

Adam shrugged, crossing his arms. He took a step forward, voice pitching lower. “She’s also gone. Just like I promised.”

I swallowed thickly, rage blazing deep in my heart. But when it came to sex, I still wanted it a hell of a lot. I didn’t know how the rest of the weekend was going to go, or if it could possibly improve, but I knew sex would feel good for as long as it lasted. And if he fucked me hard enough, I might forget how fucking angry I was.

Excitement rushed over me as my nipples hardened and my cock thickened.

“Peter?”

“Yeah?” My voice was husky.

“Get your clothes off.”

My fingers shook as I obeyed.

By the time he had me spread out on the extra bed with my cock in his mouth, I’d decided sex was the right choice. The sight of his lips stretched around my dick, the shine in his hazel eyes as he took me deep and pulled back again, and his dedication to my pleasure awakened the affection I’d feared was gone. I patted his hair, tenderness washing over me in waves as he sucked. He was beautiful and strong, eager and patient.

I groaned, sliding my fingers into his thick hair. “Adam,” I whispered. “I love you.” I wanted so badly for it to still be true.

He pulled off, kissed the tip of my dick. “I love you too.”

I guided his mouth back to sucking and held his hair, watching as he worked. My thighs trembled, and my hips shifted of their own accord. I rode the pleasure, bound inside with a thread of hope I’d come so close to giving up.

This is how it can be. Just us.

Adam met my gaze and slid his finger down between my ass cheeks, fingering my hole. I threw my head back, grabbed the sheets in my hands, and squeezed my thighs against his ears.

“Gonna make me come,” I gasped.

His chuckle sent shocks of pleasure up my spine, and I tensed, fighting off orgasm. Adam’s greedy-sounding sucking echoed in the quiet room as I tried to hold back and hold on. The dropped-tile ceiling whited out as I emptied into his mouth.

Adam tried to break free, but I held him tightly in place with my thighs, petting his hair with one hand as I calmed. Finally, still shaking, I released him. He let my dick slip out of his mouth and kissed my thighs before crawling up to kiss my mouth.

His back rolled under my hands, all heat and relaxed muscles. He buried his face in my neck and kissed me there, his hands tangling in my sweat-damp hair, breath hot in my ear. I closed my eyes, waiting for the misery to fall on me again like it had the weekend before. But it didn’t come. Affection and warmth pulsed beneath my skin and welled in my heart, a happy laugh bubbling up.

Finally.

“I want to fuck you,” he whispered, kissing my neck again. He gazed into my eyes, the hazel shifting and sparking. I wanted to take a picture of them up close like this, from the distance of mere millimeters.

“Okay,” I said softly, running my hands down to his ass, grabbing it and pulling him tight against me. “Okay, do it.”

“Peter, I love you so much. Do you know that?”

In a blink, the knot of doubt tightened again. I remembered kissing Daniel in Nashville, his firm arms around me, the safe, sure affection I’d felt from him and for him in return. I remembered Leslie’s smile, her hug when I got out of the car, and her complete trust and faith in us.

Adam waited for some kind of answer. I took a steadying breath, reached for the happiness I’d felt only moments before, and nodded.

He buried his face against my shoulder, holding me tight, squeezing until it hurt. I let him, sensing desperation in his affection. Then he groaned, pulled back, and reached into the drawer of the desk beside the bed, bringing out a bottle of lube. I watched as he drizzled the slick stuff into his hand and over his cock.

He crouched between my legs, sliding bare against my asshole. He gripped his dick and shoved harder.

I pressed a hand to his chest. “Wait. Where’s the condom?”

Adam dragged his eyes away from where he’d been trying to enter me. “I don’t have one.”

The pressure on my hole grew, and I shoved him away hard. “Stop.” I sat up, shaking my head. My pulse pounded and my mind whirled. “What are you doing?”

Adam closed his eyes and took a deep breath. I could see him trying to put a damper on his lust.

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