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Skylar’s face clouded. “Is June okay? What’s going on?”
I knew Mom wouldn’t appreciate me telling anyone else about her debts, even if it was only Skylar. I smiled at my friend. “Nothing for you to worry about. I’ve got it covered.”
“Okay, but let me know if there’s ever anything I can do. June is the mom I wished mine could be.” Skylar loved my mom. All my friends did. She was the sort that embraced everyone and made them welcome.
“She loves you too, Sky,” I told her.
Skylar gave me a hard look. “Take the mural job. Don’t cut off your nose to spite your face, my friend. Don’t let your Adam rage get in the way of you doing something for you.”
She was right. Of course, she was.
But the idea of having to see Adam day in and day out made every part of my body tense. Was it anger?
Yes.
But it was also something else. Something I didn’t want to think too much about.
I finished my second coffee and grabbed my purse. “I’ll think about it.” Skylar scowled, and I laughed. “I will, I promise!” I slid out of the booth, grabbing my purse. “Now come on. Mom is dying to see you. How about you spend the day with the Galloway ladies?”
Skylar followed me to the door, allowing me to loop my arm with hers. She gave me a look of grateful relief. “Sounds great.”
Chapter 9
Adam
“Touch me,” she breathed, and I thought I would explode.
Meg uncrossed her legs, her dress parting at the slit to reveal the creamy, pale length of her thighs. I could see the dark apex at the top of her legs, inviting me in. She reclined back on the bed, an image of sexual seduction.
I went up on my knees in front of her, pushing her legs apart so that I could fit between them. I threaded my fingers through the heavy strands of her hair. I had always loved her hair, how it tangled wildly in her face. I gripped her tightly so she couldn’t move.
“Are you sure? Once we do this, there’s no going back,” I warned her, though the words came out as a growl. I leaned down to kiss the hollow of her throat, sucking her skin hard enough to brand her.
“What I want to do to you shouldn’t be legal, Meg. You have to be 100% sure before this happens.”I kissed her neck again, licking away the salt of her sweat. I could feel the tempo of her pulse against my mouth.
I cupped her breasts, thumbing the hard nubs. They filled my hands perfectly, just as I knew they would. There wasn’t a part of her that wasn’t made specifically for me.
For my pleasure.
And I was ready to take it.
She nodded, pulling her plump bottom lip between her teeth. “I’m sure, Adam. I want you to fuck me.”
That was all the encouragement I needed. I pushed her onto her back, her green dress pooling up around her waist. She wasn’t wearing any underwear, and I could see every heavenly inch of her.
“You came ready for me, it seems,” I chuckled.
“Touch me, Adam. Now. I’m begging you,” she pleaded, her voice husky.
With my eyes on hers, never looking away, I reached between us, dragging my fingers through her folds, coating them in her wetness. I watched her as I pushed a finger inside her. It glided in smoothly, encasing me completely. She moaned, arching into my hand, pushing herself against my palm. I rubbed her clit, gently at first, and then harder, the more she writhed beneath me.
God, I had been waiting for this moment since I had gotten my first erection. It was Meg Galloway’s face I had jacked off to on most occasions. It was her body I imagined touching and filling and fucking.
“Adam!” she screamed my name over and over as my fingers worked her over. Three fingers deep, and she wanted more. She wanted all of me.
My mouth replaced my fingers, my tongue finding her center. She tasted sweet like candy and something darker, something raw. I lapped at her pussy with abandon. She gripped my hair, pulling hard as she orgasmed. Wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, I knew she was primed and ready for me.
Sitting back on my haunches, I ripped her dress from her gorgeous body. Missing the feel of her in my mouth, I quickly latched my lips around her nipple. I bit down, not delicately, but hard enough to make her gasp. I pinched her clit, and she yelled at the top of her lungs.
“I want you inside me more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my entire life,” she whispered, and I thought I’d cum in my pants at her words alone.
Did she want me? I’d give her everything.
