Chapter Twenty-Five
LYLA
After drying my hands with the towel, I picked up my phone. I still had another half hour before Adam would be back. If he didn’t get stuck at the station again. Twenty more minutes, and then I would drain the water from the jacuzzi tub and get out.
I was asleep when he finally came in the night before.
I’d stirred awake when he climbed under the covers and pulled me close.
And then morning came, and he kissed me breathless again before getting up and heading back to work.
Every time I felt his lips, experienced his soft caress against my skin, I was even closer to saying screw it and forgetting about all the ways it could go wrong.
I gasped as I heard the lock on the door disengage. It swung open and Adam appeared. He froze, eyes trained on me, and let the door slam shut behind him.
Shit. I lowered down further into the water. Luckily, the bubbles from the jets hid everything below my shoulders. Our eyes stayed locked, and the surprise in his quickly morphed into pure, intense desire.
God. The way he was looking at me made me want to throw caution to the wind.
My breath caught in my throat as he stalked toward the tub and leaned his forearms on the edge.
I licked my lips as my gaze traveled over the tattoos that covered his skin.
The muscles that stretched up his arms twitched, like he wanted to reach out but was holding back.
“I’m jealous,” he rasped. “Looks relaxing.”
I swallowed. What would it be like to feel his hands on my bare skin? I squeezed my legs together and he looked down into the water like he sensed the movement.
Before I could consider them, words tumbled from my mouth. “You could join me.”
He cocked a brow, and his lips formed a sexy smirk. “If I get in there with you, I might not keep my promise.”
“Promise?”
“To take this slow.”
He was right. It was a bad idea. Completely opposite of what I thought I wanted. But I was pretty sure my lady parts were taking over at that point. “We could just…talk.”
“Yeah. Okay.” A throaty chuckle left his lips. “Both of us naked in a hot tub…talking.”
My lips parted slightly, forming a sultry pout as I shrugged one shoulder. “Could be fun.”
What the heck was going on with me? He studied my face like he didn’t know either.
But when he stepped back and reached behind to pull his shirt over his head, heat pooled low in my belly.
The ink on one arm ran all the way up, over his shoulder, and across his chest. The lines of his muscles were beautifully defined, and I wanted to lick a path along each and every one.
Anticipation tore through my body as his hands went to the waistband of his pants. I’d once imagined him stripping out of his clothes in front of me. Once longed for it. But I’d convinced myself he wasn’t interested, firmly allocating him to the colleague box before becoming friends.
But the heat in his eyes as he stared at me, slowly lowering his pants, said he wanted so much more from me. Need and anticipation swirled inside me at the very real idea of us exploring more than “just friends”.
He stood to his full height, wearing only his boxer briefs that clung tightly to him. My gaze ran down his toned abs to the deep V that disappeared under the black fabric that outlined his hard cock. The material left very little to the imagination, and it was easy to see he was long and thick.
“I love feeling your eyes on me.” His voice dripped with want.
He moved to the edge of the tub and sat down, swinging his legs over the side. I tried to mask the disappointment when I realized he wasn’t getting completely naked.
“I plan on keeping my promise.” The sexy smirk he sent me confirmed I did a shit job of hiding my dismay.
But somewhere deep down, I was swooning hard. Because even with temptation right in front of him, he still wanted to honor my feelings.
He crossed the tub and came to stand in front of me, placing his hands on either side of me along the back. “But I have no intention of just talking.”
He leaned down and claimed my mouth, thrusting his tongue between my lips and quickly turning the kiss needy and desperate. In that moment, I wanted to experience everything with him—his touch. His mouth. His cock deep inside me.
Trailing one hand over my shoulder and down my chest, he cupped my breast and ran his thumb back and forth over my nipple.
I arched into his touch, seeking more, and moaned into his mouth.
The fingers of his other hand tangled in my messy bun, tugging my head back and breaking the kiss.
His lips skated across my jaw and down the column of my throat.
Pleasure raced through me as he pinched my nipple. “Adam,” I purred in response.
Before I knew what he intended to do, he had his hands on my ass and was lifting me out of the water. Pulling me against his body, he spun to settle where I’d just been, sitting with me straddling his lap. His thick, hard cock pressed against me and my chest was on full display for him.
“So beautiful.” He ran his hands up my sides, lifting and cradling my breasts. Leaning down, he captured my nipple with his mouth.
“Ohh,” I whimpered, reaching up to thread my fingers through his short hair, grasping it tightly. My heart felt like it was about to leap from my chest, my breath escaping in short gasps as he moved to the other side, giving it the same attention.
I rocked against him, seeking friction. Needing so much more. Panting, I moved back and forth over his hard shaft as he continued to lick and suck my nipples.
He pulled back and heat blazed in his eyes as he stared at me. “Jesus, love. That feels amazing.” He trailed his fingers down my sides and gripped my hips, stopping me from moving.
I shot him a sexy pout. If it made us both feel good, why was he stopping me from moving?
He chuckled and shook his head. “But if you keep that up, I’m a hundred percent gonna come.”
My lips parted slightly with a breathy gasp, loving that I affected him that much.
His fingers dug into the flesh of my ass, keeping me flush against him, but perfectly still. “Will you let me taste you?”
I bit down on my lower lip. The thought of being laid out in front of him completely naked made me nervous. I knew I had a great rack, so the position we were currently in was perfect.
I did my best to be confident in who I was, but I was still a lights-off type of girl.
I wasn’t small. I didn’t have a flat stomach, and my thighs totally touched when I walked.
“Do you know how many times I’ve fantasized about getting my mouth on your pretty little pussy?
” He slid one hand down my lower stomach, stopping when his thumb reached my clit.
He flicked it and I almost jumped, but he held me firmly in place.
“Adam,” I cried out.
“Let me use my tongue to make you come.”
How did I say no to that? The desire he aimed at me gave me all the confidence I needed. I nodded and his thumb flicked against me again.
“Need your words, love.” The smirk that formed on his face said he was enjoying this.
“Please, Adam.” I jerked against his hand. “I want to feel your mouth on me.”
He grabbed my ass and stood, holding me against him.
Spinning again, he sat me down on the cold tile that surrounded the jacuzzi.
I leaned back, my body vibrating with nervous anticipation as he pushed my thighs apart.
My core throbbed from his darkened gaze, and he smoothed his hands up my legs, holding them open.
“You’re going to taste so good.” He lowered his head and buried his face between my legs.
He licked a path from my entrance to my clit, and a whimper caught in my throat as he used his tongue to flick back and forth against the sensitive bundle of nerves. I threaded my fingers tightly in his hair, holding him against me and rocking my hips to the rhythm of his tongue.
“Oh my God,” I screamed when he sucked hard.
He paused and looked up at me. “You like that?”
“Yes. Do it again.”
He smirked. “I think I like bossy Lyla.”
“Good.” I sent him my own smirk. “Now do it again.”
“As you wish.” His mouth covered my pussy, and he sucked hard on my clit.
After a moment, he switched back to flicking it with his tongue, alternating between the two motions and causing pleasure to build quickly.
A throaty moan slipped between my lips and my core tightened.
I thrust up, pressing myself hard against his mouth.
My whole body shook, but he didn’t stop, just continued his assault.
The waves of pleasure built, each one stronger than the last.
“Adam, please.” I held his head tight and rocked my hips against him. “Oh my God,” I screamed out as my orgasm overtook me.
Jesus. I’d never experienced anything like that before. I slumped back, my body completely spent. He pulled back, and a tiny gasp left my lips when his tongue licked a slow, gentle path from my entrance to my clit. He did it two more times, devouring every drop of my pleasure.
Fucking hell. Who was this guy?
My gaze tracked him as he peppered kisses along my belly and all the way up my body, until his mouth was close to my ear.
“Just like I thought,” he murmured. “Fucking delicious.”
I smiled, doing my best to push away any doubts and just enjoy the moment. He pulled me off the ledge and sat down, guiding me back to his lap, and I snuggled against his chest as he held me close.
Suddenly, everything felt so surreal. A large part of me felt like we’d been together for months. He had become one of the most important people in my life, and being with him tonight felt so right. So normal.
And I wanted more. So much more.