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I can’t contain it all.
It feels like I’m shattering into a thousand pieces just trying to keep up.
Or maybe that’s the bed that’s about to crack as Adam pins my hips down and reveals what seven-years’ worth of pent up desire feels like.
Faster.
Harder.
Setting a fire of want and need with every slick movement.
And I let myself burn. I open myself to be ravaged and pillaged and destroyed. I deny Adam nothing, giving him all of my body, all the low moans and the slickness of my pleasure.
I move with him and rise with him. Meet his lips in a kiss and then let my mouth stake claim of his jaw, his throat, leaving damp, wet trails wherever I brush. His steady pace turns into a chaotic surge that nearly breaks me.
I hold on for dear life and then I can’t hold on anymore. The wave that crashes into me is overwhelming, yanking me down by the ankles into a pleasure so consuming that it refuses to end. A living, breathing, movingthingthat pulses and thrums and drags me further into Adam’s orbit. Into his world. Making us one. Whole. Perfect.
And before it even ends, Adam shifts the motion, slowing down, building me back again. Silently promising me that there’s more in store for me, the woman who finally trusted him with everything.
CHAPTER20
THE TRIUMPHANT RETURN
NOVA
One by one,my senses come back to me. I have to check if I have all my fingers and toes because, somewhere between the bed rocking, Adam growling in my ear and sweat running rivulets into the pillows where I’ve been balancing on my hands and knees, my body literallyripped apartwith pleasure.
I blink unsteadily and keep wiggling. All digits are present and accounted for, down to the little toe.
“Okay,” Adam breathes against my damp skin, “I’m going to need some time to recover fromthatone.”
“Nowyou’ll need some time?” I ask hoarsely. I lost my voice somewhere around the ‘Adam Turns Me Into A Contortionist’ part of the evening.
The sun has shifted all the way across the sky. Adam and I haven’t left this bed once except to use the bathroom. I can’t decide if he’s a monster or a machine, but he’s definitely not human.
I squint at him, my heart beating fast. “Are you sure you’re not part alien?”
He arches a brow.
“It would explain why you’re so good with technology,” I reason. “And why you have such a weird obsession with helping mankind.”
“You really aren’t that logical when it comes to me, are you, darlin’?” He places a hand on the middle of my naked back and curls me into him. The faint smell of metal, the slight movement of his pecs as he sighs in contentment, the sight of his wavy, tuggable hair—it all invites me to snuggle deeper against his side.
Adam welcomes me with a kiss on my temple.
I smile.
My big, oversized, country darlin’ is a cuddler.
All the signs were there from the start, he was holding me tightly the night that Alexa passed, but it still catches me by surprise. Probably because he spent the past couple hours wiping away all memories of his gentleness and showing me the animal hidden beneath his tightly-held control.
As our breaths return to normal, I look up at him. A memory of what he said when we first got started returns to me. “Do I really have a teacher voice?”
“Yup.” Adam’s eyes remain closed.
My eyebrows knot. “Is it annoying?”
“Sometimes.”
