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Adam let go of my clit and reached for his bedside table again. I barely registered what he was doing until he rolled the condom on, then scooped me up. He sat back down on the bed and pulled me down onto his lap so that I faced him.
I reached between us to aim his cock so I could sink down onto him with little issue. Adam’s hips raised up off the bed so that he could fully seat himself into me. His arms tightened around me, and paused for a few breaths to let me get adjusted to him being in me. Then he started moving at a leisurely pace, like it wasn’t late and the third in our party wasn’t sleeping in the next room.
It created a slow buildup of pressure compared to the quick shove through the orgasm he’d just given me. And while the feel of him in me certainly felt like a relief, it wasn’t enough. I rocked,rolling my hips with his in an effort to convince him to pick up the pace.
“Quit rushing,” he murmured. He leaned forward, his brow resting against my shoulder. His hand swept up my back.
“I have work tomorrow,” I huffed out, moving as much as the hold on me allowed. “I had a long day,” I breathed as I leaned into him. “I just need you to fuck me so I can pass out.”
“And I want to see if there’s something here,” he growled at me. He pulled away from my shoulder and laid back against his pillows. “You thought I was using Cam as an excuse to hide the fact that I wanted you,” he said, drawing closer so that I got lost in his green eyes. “Let me see if there is. If this is just sex or more than that.”
My breath caught. Something in my chest felt tight. “I used you,” I admitted.
“I know,” he said, and shifted, flipping us over until my back hit the bed. “And it’s my fault that Kyle walked in on us.”
“What?”
He didn’t answer. He hitched my legs up high and thrust into me. He didn’t give me the chance to ask him to clarify. He moved with a force that kept me from questioning him further.
The perfect way to dodge confrontation.
I didn’t try to get him to stop. As he bowed over me, I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, keeping him as close as I could. I needed to do what I could to hold on. “What did you do?”
“Nope,” he said suddenly, pulling out of me and my grasp. “Not doing that,” he said, before he flipped me over onto my stomach.
“Adam,” I started, only to have him interrupt me as he thrust right back into me.
“Grace,” he said my name back to me. He dug his hand into my hair and pulled. “You said you needed this. Let me give it to you.”
I arched backward, groaning as his hips bounced off my ass. His hold on my hair was tight. Each tug had my scalp tingling. Coupled with the pace he worked up to, it felt punishing.
I couldn’t keep up and there was no way I could keep quiet. He blasted me through another orgasm, letting go of my hair. His arms went around my waist and he put his full weight on me. It pressed me down into his mattress.
It made it so that his rhythm had to adjust. His thrusts became more shallow, leaving him grinding against my ass. It made him rub against something that was just so good that all I could do was melt.
“Don’t stop,” I pleaded.
“Here’s the thing,” he growled against my ear. “You want this,” he huffed, straining, “I’ll give it to you any time you want it. But you can’t fucking run away afterward. You don’t get to get pissed at me and go home. Do you understand?”
Why would I get pissed?
I couldn’t see his face. He was pressed too close to me. He kept moving, like he was trying to keep me distracted.
I licked my lips, knowing that this was something important. Then a moan ripped from me, and I nodded despite the demands. I clenched my eyes closed, so close to something explosive.
“Say it, Grace,” he growled. He went as far as stopping. “Say you won’t leave.”
“I won’t leave,” I cried out. “Adam, please!”
He pushed himself up, his hands holding my shoulders down. He was quick to pick back up the pace, though the angle didn’t let him thrust deeper into me. The position we were in was just right. It had me falling apart readily, and he just kept moving, extending it.
It wasn’t something that Adam could keep up with. He stiffened, the grip on my shoulders hurting. Then he melted backdown onto my back. His arm went around my waist, and he held on tightly.
“I called in that day,” he whispered. “I told him I had eaten something that disagreed with me.” It took me a minute to grasp what he was talking about. “When I didn’t call him that morning, he came to check on me on his way to the dealership.” The hold he had on me tightened. “So it’s my fault that all this went to shit.”
Slowly, the buzz calmed. I reconnected and realized what he was talking about. He was taking the blame for Kyle showing up the morning after the four of us had all been together. I wilted against the bed. I couldn’t let him. He didn’t deserve to do this to himself.
I turned as much as he would allow, his cock still buried in me. I still couldn’t see his expression, but I had a partial view of him. “It’s not your fault,” I told him, gently. “If I hadn’t done any of this, you would still have your friend and your job.”
