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It’s surrender.
My lips twist down and I go stiff. It’s my instinct to be strong, to lead. To be the CEO of a company like Vision Tech, I’ve had to toughen up and it’s affected every part of my life. I didn’t realize it had tiptoed into this room with us.
Adam rubs my head and stares into my eyes. He watches me process, not saying a word. So kind. So patient. It almost makes me want to tear my heart out of my chest and offer it on a silver platter.
Maybe I could survive on my own.
But I don’t want to.
I want Adam.
Looking back, I always have.
With a deep breath, I gather all the prickles, all the armour, all the parts of me that make it hard to be vulnerable with anyone. I set it aside the way that Adam discarded my shirt.
I stop thinking so much.
I just…
Let.
Go.
And then my bra is gone. And Adam’s hot, insistent mouth descends on mine while he rips off the rest of my clothes. His hands move over every inch of my body, worshiping me, adoring me in a way that makes me feel way more powerful than if I’d been stubborn.
In the frenzy of reaching hands and greedy lips, I manage to get Adam’s shirt over his head. He holds me down as I scrape my fingernails into the solid muscle of his back, feeling the corded strength like ropes lashing against his spine. He’s an absolute work of art and I can’t stop touching him. Can’t stop feeling the hills and valleys of his biceps and the strength bounded beneath his tan flesh.
Adam lifts my thighs and spreads me out on the bed. With a hunger so ravenous I’m not sure I can survive it, he devours me with his wicked tongue and equally evil fingers. Who taught him to move like that? To stake his claim like that?
I hear whimpering, a needy sound that definitely couldn’t come from me because I am a fierce, independent…
Oh.
Oh… that’s me.
Sweat rolls down my body.
Pleasure coils and coils in my center.
I moan, my hands fisting into the bedsheets as my vision turns white. I’m floating. And then I’m exploding like fireworks. The shudder that wracks me makes me wonder if an earthquake just hit the city.
Adam leaves the bed for a second and then he’s back. The mattress dips. “Are you with me, darlin?”
It takes me a second to nod.
“Good,” he whispers. He brushes a kiss to my lips and I taste myself. I taste us. “Because,” Adam growls, “I used up all my patience getting you to understand me.”
I open my mouth to protest, but the words turn into a pinched gasp when he invades me so suddenly it rips a scream from my throat.
It’s too much.
He’stoo much.
Pain and pleasure twine together, weaving in and out with the fury of a destructive hurricane.
Hot and lashing.
Punishing and rewarding.
