Page 9 of Light the Way


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“You've been tormenting me, little one. I couldn't tell if you truly wanted me,” Adam breathes out, his words a soft whisper within a storm of kisses. His tongue traces my bottom lip before he delves deeper, his exploration insatiable. Each kiss leaves me feeling utterly consumed yet unsatisfied, longing for even more. His confession shatters the tension of uncertainty and reveals all the words we’ve left unspoken.

“I wasn’t sure if you wanted me or only needed my help. How could I know you wouldn’t leave once you got what you wanted—a boost to your show?” I ask, wanting final confirmation of his intentions.

Adam pulls away from our kiss but leans forward, placing his forehead against mine. “I’ve loved doing your show with you. I’m better with you. I’m better because I love you. But as far as I’m concerned, your love is the ultimate prize. For the first time, I know exactly what I want and that’s you, Fiona. I want you for always—for good.”

Overcome with emotion and heady with desire, I climb onto his lap and straddle his thighs. My fingers grasp the hem of my dress in a bold move to lessen the barriers between us.

Adam is right there with me, his actions fueled by the same urgent need. He undresses me, his movements swift and decisive. Every stitch of fabric is tugged, pulled, and discarded with a frenzy that leaves no room for hesitation, until the only remnant of clothing is the delicate piece of silk between my legs. His eagerness to close the distance between us, to explore the intimacy we've both been craving, is palpable in every shared breath. His hands cover my naked breasts, kneading my flesh and teasing my nipples, until I cry out and fall forward into his arms, allowing his warmth to surround me, destroying the little resistance that remains.

“Is this all for me?” Adam’s fingers trace the hem of my panties, slipping easily past the damp gusset and sliding into my wet slit, the result of hours listening to this man’s seductive voice.

I gasp, surprised by how easily I melt into his touch. Unable to speak through soft pants, I nod my head and hum with satisfaction.

"Are you certain, little one? Do you want me to claim this pussy as mine, and only mine?" His words, laced with a daring edge, send a thrill through me, causing my heart to race with anticipation.

I nod, humming with satisfaction, too shy to answer—but apparently not shy enough to stop myself from grazing my stiff nipples against his rock-hard pecs.

“Use your words, Fiona. I want to hear you say you want me,” he purrs into my ear, and my heart flutters, stealing my breath and making me instinctively grind on his fingers, desperately seeking relief.

There’s no hope for me now. He’s captured my heart and literally holds me in the palm of his hand.

“I want you,” I whisper, pulling him closer, needing his touch and feeding off the warmth radiating into my dewy skin. I thread my fingers through his hair and sear my lips to his, kissing him with a reckless hunger I never knew existed within me.

Adam matches my enthusiasm and deepens our kiss, dropping his mouth to my jaw, neck, then into the valley of my breasts.

I gasp louder when he twirls his tongue around a hard nipple, licking, nibbling, suckling with urgent desire as he silently commands me to surrender.

“Then you’ll have me, just like I’ll have you. You should know that after tonight it’ll become impossible to get rid of me.” Adam brings his fingers to his lips and licks off the arousal dripping from each one.

My eyes grow wide with wonder, but there’s no time to react before his giant hands grip my waist and press my back onto a pillow on the floor. He spreads my legs and a heated blush travels from my naked chest to my flushed cheeks.

“It’s about time we got rid of these.” He slides my moist panties down my thighs and pulls them all the way off. Before discarding them, his gaze lingers on my bare pussy, admiring the view, a wicked grin plastered across his gorgeous face. “You’re a work of art, sweetheart. And a work of art should be treated with care.” He pauses to slip his shirt off his arms and remove his jeans. “And I need you to trust that I’ll take very good care of you.”

“Adam…” I whimper as he leans forward and hooks my knees over his shoulders.

He’s so close, the heat of his breath prickles the skin on my inner thighs and my core clenches with anticipation. His thumb brushes against my swollen clit and my vision blurs, as the world begins spinning faster around me. A few more strokes and I instinctively try closing my legs, failing miserably as he wrenches them farther apart.

“Don’t hide what belongs to me.” Adam’s face draws closer, his tongue gathering the honey dripping down my thighs until he exhales inches above my clit. “I bet I can make you come before the moon fully rises.”

Adam’s challenge surprises me. I turn my head and I see half the moon peeking over the horizon. Only he would be cocky enough to make such a bold statement, but the way I feel now, when so little has taken place, I wouldn’t be surprised if his prediction comes true. Fortunately, there is no time to truly consider his words. A moment after his boast, he drags his tongue through my slit and over my bare lips, and a jolt of electricity courses through me.

“Adam…oh my God, Adam,” I cry out, as his mouth closes over my sensitive bud, arching my back to improve his angle and tensing my trembling legs to keep them steady. More pleasure than I’ve ever known tears through me, melting my core and flooding his mouth with arousal. The more his tongue swipes up and down, devouring me, raining strike after strike, and diving deep into my tight channel, the more I tumble further into a stormy abyss that may sweep me into the harbor.

“Come for me, little one. Come on my face. Let me hear you scream my name when this pretty little pussy explodes,” Adam growls like a beast taking his fill, licking, lashing, and teasing my pussy by slipping his thick finger inside me.

I arch my back, my body shaking as tremors course through me. I thread my fingers through his hair, keeping his at task as a thrumming pulse of pleasure invades my core.

He snarls and delivers harsher strokes, groaning as the vibrations of his voice make my hips jerk and send my pussy directly into his mouth. Suddenly, the friction from his tongue, lips and fingers overtakes my senses, and a shuddering howl of ecstasy flies from my lips. In perfect synchronization, we turn toward the water and see the moon still far from fully risen.

“I told you, little one.”

CHAPTER 13

Everything about Fiona is utter perfection. The taste of her arousal still lingers on my tongue and I’m ready for more. The sound of her voice awakened my heart, but her kiss makes me feel truly alive. I want more of her, tonight and every night that comes after.

“Adam, you were…” She sighs and leans back into the pillows I’ve rearranged for her comfort. Her flushed skin makes her look like a goddess under the light of the moon. If that wasn’t enough, the scent of her climax fills the small space around us, edging me closer to the brink of total insanity.

“I’ve only just begun to love you, little one. I suspect we’ll be here most of the night because there is no way I’ll be finished with you anytime soon.” I feel unhinged, new emotions swirling within me have taken hold of my soul. As I gaze down at her sumptuous body, ready for me to thoroughly plunder, the lust simmering inside me rises to the surface. Although I fear my enthusiasm may scare her, the look in her eyes tells me different. Fiona isn’t frightened. She knows we’re in this together.

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