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In one swift movement, he has the cups of my bra yanked down, exposing my breasts. My nipples are pinched between his fingers as he gives them a gentle pull.
My back arches, forcing my chest further into his hands. “I can try to hold back. Not every guy likes it,” I gasp.
He hums low in his throat and drops his head to murmur in my ear, “Don’t you dare hold back on me. I want everything you have to give me.”
Lust is thick in my blood, blocking out the pesky nerves I felt at the club. My answer is easy, instant.
“Okay. I won’t.”
He’s on me a second later. His mouth closes around my pulse point at the same time we’re spinning. My back hits the fridge with a force strong enough to rattle the contents.
My shirt is pushed up over my breasts and discarded before my bra is unsnapped and tossed to the ground. I’m so turned on my muscles are weak, and my head lolls to the side as he slides his mouth down my throat, his tongue gliding along my skin, tasting me.
“If I slip my fingers inside these tight leather pants, will I find you as gone for me as I am for you?” he asks gruffly.
Another wave of arousal crashes into me. My fingers curl, and I nod. “Yes.”
“I’ve been wanting to taste you for weeks,” he continues.
My thighs squeeze together as I lean back against the fridge and reach for his neck. When my fingers intertwine behind his head, I force him to meet my pleading stare and whisper, “Then taste me.”
A rumble builds in his chest. “I’m not taking you for the first time in my kitchen.”
Adam doesn’t give me a chance to be disappointed. Not when he grabs me beneath my thighs and starts carrying me in the direction of his bedroom. I wrap my legs around his waist and whimper when the bulge in his jeans brushes my clit.
The room is dark, and we don’t bother flicking on the light, letting it seep in from the hallway instead. I drop my face to his neck and attack the sensitive skin with my own assault of kisses as he leads us to the bed. The smell of his cologne and aftershave makes my head swim. I curl my fingers in his hair and sigh.
He sets me gently on the edge of the bed, and I make quick work of crawling my way up to the top. My legs fall open, and my chest lifts and falls rapidly as I watch himself disappear into the ensuite bathroom.
When he returns, it’s with a thick black towel in his hands.
My breath falters when I meet his stare at the end of the bed. He’s looking at me like he would drop to his knees and worship me if I gave him the chance. Like he wants to devour me.
My mouth falls open when he reaches behind his head and pulls off his shirt, tossing it to the side before moving to pop open the button of his jeans.
He’s over six feet of pure muscle and confidence as he stands there, his jeans undone and hanging open, his chest bare. The affection in his eyes calls to mine, forcing it out of hiding. Adam deserves to feel the full depth of my feelings for him, even if I’m still trying to figure out what they all mean.
“What are you doing?” I ask as he continues to stand there, the hint of a smile on his lips.
His eyes hold mine. “Looking at you in my bed. The last time you were here, I was out of my head. I couldn’t fully appreciate it.”
I swallow. “I did. I mean, I did appreciate it. Being with you like that.”
“Yeah?”
“Yes. I would appreciate it more if you came over here, though.”
He doesn’t need me to beg. In a beat, he’s left in only a pair of black boxer briefs. I gulp when I focus on the thick, rigid outline of his cock.
“If you keep looking at me like that, this will be over way quicker than either of us want,” he warns me.
Spreading my arms out on the blanket beneath me, I watch him get on the bed and move toward me. Once he’s hovering above me, I arch my back in an attempt to get closer, greedy to feel him against me again.
His fingers brush a few stray curls away from my face as he kisses me. Once, twice, three times, before pulling back and moving down my body.
He drops his head and sweeps his lips across my stomach. His scruff scratches my skin, but it only adds to the pleasure. The towel he brought from the bathroom is swiftly placed below me before a hand moves to cup one of my breasts.
“Adam,” I choke out. My core is pulsing with anticipation. The buildup is threatening to make me spiral out of control. “Please don’t tease me. I—I feel like I’m going to combust.”
