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“You’re so mean.”
“You have no idea.” He pinched her clit, the shock of the pain sending her hurtling into another orgasm. Jules collapsed onto her bed, her legs shaking and her breath coming so hard, she sounded like she’d just run a marathon.
He rolled her onto her back. “Breathe, sugar.”
“I’m…breathing.” Sort of.
Adam licked between her legs again, but the earlier fury driving him seemed to be at least partially abated because he took his time as if savoring the taste of her. She lay there, half sure she was having an out-of-body experience. It was the only explanation for her wanting to grab his hair and grind herself against his face even after two orgasms in entirely too little time.
She stretched her arms over her head, arching her back. “You make me crazy.”
“Believe me, the feeling is fucking mutual.” He spread her folds, fucking her with his tongue the same way he’d fucked her with his fingers. It made her feel sexy and wanton and like someone else entirely.
“Adam.”
“That’s right, sugar. Me. Not your fucking buzzy toy.” He lifted his head, something dangerous flickering over his face. “Where is it?”
She pointed to her nightstand before common sense caught up with her. “Wait—” But it was too late. He’d yanked open the drawer and brought out B.O.B.
Adam eyed the bright pink Lelo vibrator. “Interesting taste.” He turned it on, a wicked grin spreading over his face. “On second thought, I think your buzzy toy and I would make a fucking amazing tag team.” He slid the vibrator into her, adjusting the setting until she had to fist the comforter over her head.
“Oh my God.”
“One more orgasm, and I’ll let you come on my cock.” He fucked her slowly with the vibrator. The sensation of his hands on her body, combined with the toy between her legs, made the pleasure almost impossible to bear. “That’s it, sugar. Let go. I’ve got you.”
He lined it up with her clit, squeezing her thigh with his free hand. “You look so fucking beautiful when you come. Knowing I’m the cause of it… Yeah, I can’t get enough of that. I’m going to fuck that tight pussy of yours, sugar, until you’re begging me to never stop.”
Considering how close she was to doing just that, she believed him with every fiber of her being. She shuddered, her orgasm looming.
Which was when he took away her vibrator. She barely had time to protest when he was there, covering her, his cock replacing the buzzy toy. The feeling of him filling her sent her over the edge. Jules buried her face against his neck and sobbed as she came, his hands on her and his cock inside her the only solid thing in her world in that moment.
He slipped one arm beneath the small of her back and the other hand cupped the back of her head as he thrust into her, his mouth on hers, his tongue fucking her as thoroughly as his cock. The sensation was too much, forcing her orgasm to crest again. This time, he followed her over, his strokes becoming less smooth and his body going tight on top of her as he groaned her name.
She lay there, staring at her ceiling, wondering if this was all a dream. Surely the single sexiest man she’d ever known hadn’t just made her come three times in short order. That was just too good to be true.
And then Adam had to go and make it even better. He turned his head and kissed her neck. “Sugar, I’m going to take you on a real date.”Chapter EighteenAdam scrubbed his truck down, wondering what the hell he’d been thinking yesterday with Jules. I’m going to take you on a real date. I’ll be your boyfriend. He was setting himself up for failure. “I’m not staying, goddamn it.”
“Are you talking to yourself?”
He glanced over to find Quinn standing at the bottom of his mom’s driveway. “What are you doing here?”
“So damn rude.” His friend shook his head. “But I know what you really meant to say.” He grinned and waved, his voice ticking up an octave. “‘Hey, man, nice to see you. It’s been a hell of a week and your gorgeous face is exactly what I needed.’”
Adam shook his head. “No, pretty sure that’s not what I meant at all. And I don’t sound like that.”
“Sure you do.” He settled into the rocking chair on the porch, absolutely dwarfing the thin wood with his large body. “You still doing that thing with Daniel’s cousin? Because rumor has it that you were seen making out like high school kids on her front doorstep yesterday in the early hours of the morning.”
“Rumor has it, huh? This town never changes.”
Growing up, more often than not, it’d been his name uttered as the hell-raiser who couldn’t keep himself out of the back of the town’s lone police cruiser. It wasn’t anything personal—there just wasn’t a whole hell of a lot to talk about other than football, ranching, and who was getting into trouble this week.
