“Does it feel right now?”He touched her breast.She gasped and arched her head back.
“Oh, yes.”
“Good.”
She wanted to wipe that self-satisfied male smirk off his face, but he continued to tease her breasts and it became more and more difficult to remember why.
He moved his head to her chest and trailed his fingers down her stomach.This time she was prepared for the jolt when he brushed that secret spot.She wasn’t prepared, however, for him to keep touching it.The contact created an aching pressure inside.She shifted her legs as if that would help her ease her need.
“Adam?”she asked, confused by what was happening inside.She needed him to stop.No, that wasn’t right.She needed him to never stop.
“Hush.Trust me.Just feel it.I won’t hurt you.And I won’t let you fall.”
Fall?She was lying on the floor.Where was there to fall to?Then he began to move faster and she didn’t have the presence of mind to ask questions.Her world shrank down to his mouthand his hand.She vaguely felt his erection pressing into her leg.She should let him satisfy himself, she thought as her hips began to rotate in time with his fingers.Not just yet, she told herself as the pressure built.
Her breathing came in short gasps.His fingers danced around and around working their magic until she couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t do anything but feel.
Falling.He was right.She could fall because he took her so high.Her muscles tightened until she thought she’d snap.He moved faster.She was going to fall.It was the only thing that would save her.But she was afraid.She didn’t understand this or know what to do.Her hands clenched into fists at her sides.Adam.
She drew in her last breath and exhaled his name.He sucked deeper on her breast and the ground shifted.Her muscles rippled as she sailed out into nothing and began her free-fall back to the world.Pleasure surrounded, supported, carried her forward.Adam caught her as she neared the bottom of her descent.He held her close and promised she’d be safe forever.She’d known that, she saw in a moment of clearness.That’s why she’d come home.
“Be in me,” she whispered, parting her legs in invitation.“Feel this with me.”
He quickly shed his trousers and briefs, then positioned himself between her thighs.Their gazes locked.Need and desire and pleasure at her release lit his dark irises.She wondered if she looked as satisfied as she felt.His hardness probed.She lifted herself toward him.He withdrew and frowned.
“What’s wrong?”she asked.
“I don’t have any protection with me.This wasn’t planned.”
“Don’t worry.”She smiled shyly.“I’m okay.”
“Good.Because I didn’t know how I was going to stop.”
He plunged inside her, filling her with his arousal.This wasn’t the uncomfortable pressure she remembered.Her body shivered as a last wave of her pleasure rippled through her.Adam groaned.
“You could feel that?”she asked.
He lowered himself until they could kiss.“Every quivering muscle.It’s heaven.You’re heaven.”His mouth claimed hers.
He continued to thrust into her, the long slow strokes causing her to tighten around him.Every time he moaned his satisfaction, she felt her insides tremble.She drew back her knees and closed her eyes.The ascent began.
This time she knew what to expect from the journey.She reached forward, grasping his buttocks and pulling him closer.His thrusts grew faster, deeper.
“More,” she gasped out, her lungs barely able to draw in enough air.She met him stroke for stroke.In her mind’s eye, she saw the frightened girl she’d been, lying limply beneath Adam’s hungry body.She remembered the ineptness and feeling of failure that had swept over her as he’d groaned his release.She’d been afraid and confused and too much in love to risk voicing her concerns and displeasing him.She’d grown up, she thought as she surged forward to meet him.His body grew harder, thicker inside her.His hips bucked under her hands.
She opened her eyes.His face, a tight mask of tension and raw desire, made her own need increase tenfold.She was his equal now.
He looked at her.The shutters fell away as if they’d never been in place.He smiled slightly, then held her hips and pressed in farther.She was so close.Too close.He reached one hand between their bodies and touched her.His thrusts stopped suddenly as his fingers circled her secret core.Then he moved faster, deeper and she sailed out into the ecstasy.The ripples within her milked his hardness.He cried out her name.
They held each other as they fell.
* * *
Even the crickets were silent.Adam pulled the sheet up over Jane’s shoulder and watched her sleep.It was hours past midnight.Sometime after they’d first made love, they’d climbed to her bedroom.There, against the soft cushion of the mattress, she’d shown him that she was a quick study.Even now, his body hummed with the pleasure of her touch.
He was weary.Pleasantly so from their lovemaking.And emotionally from all that had happened.In less than thirty-six hours, he’d found out he was a father, been accepted by Billie and made love with Jane.The latter, he acknowledged, was a reaction tothe former.They were both too near the edge to not succumb to the temptation.It didn’t mean anything.
He rose to his feet and pulled on his clothes.Better for him not to be discovered in her bed.They discussed it, but she had protested she wasn’t ready to let him go.So he’d waited until she’d fallen asleep.
