Page 8 of Swimming With the Shark

Then it happens. The thing I’ve been dreaming about since I was twelve-years-old. Adam Barrett presses his firm, soft, warm lips to mine. He starts with a gentle caress that sends goosebumps all over my skin. Brushing our lips together, laying soft pecks on my mouth. Then slowly runs the tip of his tongue along the seam of my lips, until I let him in with a moan. When our tongues connect, it’s as if my body recognized its long-lost mate. Adam pulls me against his hardness with a firm press of one of his large hands at the small of my back. I feel a long, thick form against me and let out another moan. Getting dizzy with desire. I push my chest into his, seeking the friction of his powerful body against my painfully pebbled nipples. My breathing is loud and erratic, in sync with his. He groans as he ravages my mouth, tongue plunging deep, teeth grazing with hunger, lips molding to mine. I return every stroke, each lick, suck and greedy lap. He tastes so fucking good, and feels even better. My hands explore the thick, hard planes of his muscular body.

I’m about to invite him inside when Adam detaches our mouths, surprising me. My hand comes up, and I press the pad of my fingers over my ravaged lips.

Adam stares at me for a beat, eyes wild, nostrils flaring, his own lips kiss-swollen, blazing from the inferno that just ignited between us.

“Get inside, baby. I want to do this the right way. First, you end things with that guy, then we’ll talk.”

“Then what happens, Adam?” I ask.

“Then you and I happen, sweetheart.” His deep voice rumbles with soft assurance.

He presses his full lips to mine in one last short, hard kiss.

“Good night, baby.”

He doesn’t move from his spot until I’m inside, with the door locked. And I stand at my window watching his departing form. Sexy swagger and fineness for days. Adam turns to catch my gaze and sends me a cocky grin paired with a wink that hit me straight between my legs. Lord have mercy.

***

Adam

“Hey, Ma. How are you?”

“Great, and you, son?”

I take in a deep inhale, face split into a giant grin, royally failing to rein in my excitement.

“Is dad home?”

“Yeah, let me get him.”

I hear her call in the background.

“Jerry! It’s Adam on the phone!”

I shake my head, chuckling. My mom, always yelling.

“Adam, my boy. How are you?”

“I’m doing great, dad. Could you please put the phone on speaker?”

I hear a bit of shuffling before he talks again. “We’re here. What’s up, son?”

“There’s a woman I’m interested in.” I tell them, straight up.

They both fall silent before my mother lets out a shaky laugh.

“My son is getting married! Who is she? Do we know her?” She rattles.

“Ma, calm down. We’re not really together yet, and actually she’s seeing someone else.”

My mother huffs my concerns away. “When I met your dad, he had a girlfriend, and I was talking to three different men. Nothing serious, just weighing my options, you know. And look at us, thirty years happily married.”

“Ma!” I chuckle at her insane confession.

I hear my dad’s amused laughter and imagine him shake his head, looking at my mom with fondness.

I grab the back of my neck in a nervous gesture.

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