Chapter 29
Chapter Twenty-Nine
ADAM
Reaching over, I threaded my fingers through her hair and pulled her to me. I poured all of my devotion and desire for her into the kiss as I slanted my lips over hers. A horn blared and I reluctantly pulled back, accelerating through the intersection.
More than anything, I wanted to pull over and kiss her without being rushed. But the next time I put my lips on her, I didn’t want to have to stop.
She shifted in her seat with a tiny giggle, and I glanced over.
A brow rose above one eye. “In a hurry?”
I let off the gas, completely unaware of how fast I was going. Typically, I was always in control, but when it came to her… Sometimes, I felt chaotic.
“Sorry,” I said, guilt churned in my gut. If she was having a little bit of PTSD from the accident, she didn’t need me driving like a lunatic. “I’ll slow down.”
She chuckled, squeezing my hand. “I trust you.”
The words settled in my chest. I didn’t realize how badly I craved that from her. Or in general. Being with someone who allowed me to be me.
“Besides, I’m kind of in a hurry, too.”
Teasing weaved through her voice, and I shook my head with a smirk as I pushed the gas down, speeding back up.
I knew these roads far too well. Spending my teen and young adult years driving to and from Zack’s had made me as comfortable on them as the roads at home. His parents' house was on the same property as the lodge, and it had been practically a second home to me.
Lyla’s finger traced the tattoos on my forearm, sending pinpricks of desire shooting straight to my cock.
“Don’t forget your promise to me.”
I tried not to react. Tried not to show my disappointment. If she wasn’t ready, I would one hundred percent respect that. I would be happy just holding her all night if that was what she wanted. Maybe she would let me bury my face between her legs again.
“You promised next time I could make you feel good.”
I smiled. Ah, that promise. Although I wouldn’t stop her, I wanted her to know that simply being with her made me feel amazing. “Giving you pleasure does make me feel good.”
She huffed, crossing her arms with a pout.
“But if it’ll make you happy, I’ll let you do whatever you want to me.”
Her eyes glinted with mischief. “Oh, really? Whatever I want?”
I nodded. Because I really would do anything to make her happy.
We made record time getting back to the lodge and hurried through the lobby to the elevator. As soon as the doors closed, I pulled her to me and pressed my lips to hers. The moment the doors opened, I grabbed her hand, leading her down the hall to our room.
The minute we were inside, we were a tangle of hands and lips. Desperate, passionate, needy. I groaned when her fingers moved under my shirt, brushing over the bare skin of my back. She broke the kiss as she lifted my shirt, and I grabbed the hem behind my neck, pulling it off.
She licked a path up and over my pec, swirling her tongue around my nipple. My hand tightened in her hair, and a feral groan rumbled through my chest. If this was what her mouth felt like on my chest, how the hell was I going to survive her lips on my cock.
Her fingers dropped to the button of my jeans, popping it and lowering the zipper. I stepped back, hastily lowering the pants and kicking them to the side.
A sexy smirk lit her face, and with her hands on my chest, she walked me backward until I was standing in front of one of the large armchairs. She pushed on my chest, and I sat down.
I tipped my chin toward her. “I want you naked if you’re gonna get on your knees.”
“I—” She suddenly became nervous, wrapping her arms around herself.
I wasn’t an idiot. I knew she had some reservations about her body. But there was no way I planned to let her hide from me. She gave in to the moment in the hot tub, letting me lay her out and feast on her, but I wanted her to embrace letting me take my time admiring her body.
Sitting up, I pulled her between my legs, looking up at her. “Please, love. Let me see every inch of your gorgeous body.”
Her gaze searched my face, uncertainty still swirling there. She pushed away, stepping back, and for a minute, I wasn’t sure if she would do it or not.
Finally, she grabbed the hem of her sweater, lifting it slowly, revealing every delectable curve inch by inch.
I smiled and relaxed back into the chair, enjoying the show.
Her round tits—confined in a lacy blue bra—drew every ounce of my attention as she removed the shirt over her head, and I licked my lips as she flicked open the clasp nestled between her breasts.
Her rosy nipples hardened to points under my gaze and my cock jumped, ready to come out and play.
“You make me feel sexy,” she murmured, hooking her thumbs under the waistband of her leggings.
“Because you are sexy.” I held her gaze for a moment before trailing it back down her body. “Now, let me see that delicious pussy.”
She worked her leggings down her luscious thighs and over her adorable feet, my mouth practically watering as her pants joined the rest of our discarded clothing on the floor. Her fingers teased along the hem of her blue lacy panties and another deep groan rose up in my throat.
“Those too, love.” I held onto the arms of the chair to stop myself from getting up and throwing her ass on the bed so I could devour her.
Ever so slowly she slid the fabric down and stepped out of them.
Fuck, she was beautiful. I ran my gaze from her full breasts over her soft stomach and the flare of her hips.
I wanted to grab her and guide her onto my painfully hard cock.
Watch her tits bounce as she rode me. But I made her a promise, and I had no intention of breaking it.
I held my breath as she stepped between my legs and dropped to her knees. This might end up destroying me, but I was one hundred percent ready for it.
She guided my boxer briefs past my hips, freeing my length. Her tiny hand wrapped around the base, and I locked my jaw. I just prayed I didn’t embarrass myself and explode in her mouth the minute she took me in. Her blue eyes darkened to almost black as she leaned in and licked up the shaft.
“Fuuuck,” I gritted out, throwing my head back. My fingers dug into the arms of the chair as she swirled her tongue over the tip. I looked back down at her, tangling my hand in her hair. “Take me inside.”
“Hmm,” she hummed, wrapping her lips around the head and slowly pulling me into her warm, wet, sweet little mouth. I couldn’t look away. Watching her was almost as pleasurable as the act itself.
She moved back up, her lips grazing along my girth, and I tightened my fingers in her curls as she hollowed out her cheeks.
When she got close to the base, I thrust up, encouraging her to take me deeper.
And fucking hell, she didn’t disappoint, making room in the back of her throat and taking me deeper until my vision blurred.
“Love,” I croaked, not sure I could take much more.
“Hmm,” she hummed around me again. Her pace picked up, the tip hitting the back of her throat each time she sucked me inside.
“I’m gonna come if you keep this up.”
She released me with a pop and looked up at me. Her eyes shone with so much desire and pride it was enthralling. “I want to taste you. To make you lose control.”
No way was I telling her no. She opened her mouth, and my cock disappeared inside, taking me deep and swirling her tongue over the tip.
“Fuck,” I hissed. “Do that again.”
She ran her tongue around my head again until I tugged slightly on her hair, moving her back up my length.
She began sliding me in and out, exactly like I wanted her to.
I was so close, and her wet lips felt so amazing with each pass, it wouldn’t be long before I came.
My hips jerked up, matching her rhythm, chasing the precipice.
My fingers tightened in her hair, and I grunted as my cock pulsed, emptying into the back of her throat.
I slouched back, my breathing out of control. Fucking hell. That was incredible. I glanced down at her, taking in the sultry smile on her face.
“You can do that whenever you want, love.” I reached down between us, pinching her nipples and rolling them between my fingers. “Now it’s my turn. Get that delicious pussy on the bed.”
She scrambled to her feet, and I swatted her ass as she turned, moving to the bed.
Standing at the foot, I took my time scanning over every inch of her body laid out in front of me.
Pink, hard nipples. Her normal creamy skin was tinged with red, and she let her legs fall open slightly as she leaned up on her elbows.
It was a perfect peek, but not nearly enough.
I climbed on the bed and pushed her knees farther apart. “You’re dripping,” I murmured, spreading her wetness with my thumb.
She moaned as I dropped my face to her thighs, arching her back as I kissed a path to her knee and back up. She ignited something needy, almost carnal, in me.
I looked up at her. “I need to taste every inch of you. Then I’m going to fill you with my cock and make you come so many times you lose count.”
Her chest rose and fell as her breath came faster. Vulnerability shone in her eyes, but there was more I needed her to know.
“I’ve wanted you since the day you walked into that class more than six months ago. I’ve craved this moment with you every single fucking day. This is a dream I never thought was possible.”
Her breath halted, then a long exhale followed. She reached out, threading her fingers through my hair. “It’s not a dream. This is real, isn’t it?”
“So real.” My skin felt like it was a million degrees, and my heart pounded out of control.