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Hesaid.
“Wake up, Faith!” he grunted, dodging my flailing fist. “Baby, it’s me.”
Adam.
Awareness washed over me as reality crept in. Second by mortifying second. My breaths came in heaving gulps as the adrenaline that had kept me in survival mode slowed, leaving behind a shaking mass of raw nerves.
The room was dark, but I could see enough as I blinked my vision clear. I could see Adam half lying, half sitting against the plain wooden headboard beneath me, where I straddled him with my fists curled like I was about to ride a bronco.
My heartbeat was a deafening roar in my ears, sending fresh blood to the ache that always lived behind my eyes these days.
“Hey,” Adam whispered, tentatively letting go of his grip on my wrists. “Are you awake? Are you gonna pummel me again?”
I met his gaze, his face close, his eyes shiny in the dark, and burning heat made his image swim as the hot tears came. “Oh my God,” I breathed, covering my face.
“Hey,” he said again, his warm palms landing on my bare thighs.
“I’m so sorry.”
“It’s okay, hey—” he said, pulling my hands away from my face and holding them between our chests. “It’s okay.” He let go of one of my hands to wipe my tears, and his thumb remained there, tracing my cheek. “I’m here.” His voice deepened. “Nothing can hurt you. It would have to come through me first.”
Those simple words. They broke me.
I touched his face, letting my hands slide around to the back of his muscled neck, my fingertips skimming his short hair before I wrapped my arms around his head and pulled him to me.
“Thank you,” I cried on a whisper, a sob breaking the words. His face turned into my neck, and I leaned into it, needing it. His smell, so uniquely him, all male and cotton and leather, embedded into my skin. I hadn’t felt a single emotion in weeks, hadn’t needed anything or anyone, but right there in that second, as his big hands pulled me tightly into his arms, I needed him. “Thank you for coming for me.”
I felt the moan, the rumble of pleasure vibrate through him as our bodies pressed together, my heat nestled against his hardening cock. My fingertips scraped through his hair as his rough stubble scratched my neck. My shoulder. My collarbone. Everywhere he dragged his mouth against, as if tasting me before I changed my mind. And I needed to. Quickly.
“I’ll always come for you,” he growled against my ear, and I groaned at the shock waves rocketing through me, liquid heat igniting my core as I moved against him, clenching my thighs tighter. “Fuck, Faith.”
His fingertips dug into my ass cheeks, pulling me hard against his cock. My brain short-circuited.
This.
Thiswas what I needed. This release. This touch.
I moved again, grinding my clit against him in a desperate attempt to climb the mountain.
“Touch me, Adam,” I choked out.
A growl was all I got.
“Faith,” he finally managed, sounding like he was in pain.
“Please,” I cried, forcing myself to look him in the eyes. I pressed my forehead to his in the dark. “I need—I need—”
There was a split second of silence before I felt his hard body cave. And then his fingers were sliding under the leg of my favorite purple sleep shorts, finding my swollen and needy clit and nearly sending me over the edge.
“Oh, fuck!” I cried, bucking against his fingers. Pain sliced into my side from the movement, but I didn’t care.
“Jesus,” he said through his teeth. “You’re so fucking wet for me. So fucking—”
“Adam!”
His fingers on my clit were magical. I was screaming toward the light in seconds, and he hadn’t even penetrated me.
“Let go, baby.”
