Chapter 7
I ’m distracted as I thoroughly clean myself, thinking about his touch in this shower last night. I like being bossed around a little—it’s nice to let go and not have to think. Being bossed around by Adam. Not complaining. He’s so hot.
I quickly dry my hair and body, trying not to take too long, then wrap myself in a fresh towel. Before opening the door, I take a deep breath, loving how hot and awesome this situation is.
Walking the few short steps to the guest bedroom, I see him fully dressed, sitting on the bed with his back propped up by the pillows.
He looks at me with such a warm, excited expression that it takes all my willpower not to melt under his gaze.
I kneel at the side of the bed, putting my arms behind my back, ready for more.
“Jesus.” A few seconds pass before he adds, “I want you to sit on my lap.”
I rise and climb onto the bed, straddling him with a smirk tugging at my lips. This is too much fun, and I know whatever happens next will be incredible.
“You’re way too hot not to be spoiled,” he says, pulling the towel away from my body. “As much as I want you to focus on pleasing me, I want to please you even more.”
His hands cup my breasts firmly, and he licks one nipple, then the other. I can feel him getting hard beneath me, so I start rocking gently over his joggers.
“Fuck,” he breathes, closing his eyes for a moment. When he opens them, I see the hunger and the readiness for more.
I keep grinding against him as our lips and tongues explore each other. His hands roam over my neck, chest, back, cheeks, and ass, and I moan. Adam’s hitting all the right spots. With my arms around his neck and my fingers tangled in his thick brown hair, I pull back for a moment.
“Will you fuck me again?”
“In time,” he growls, wrapping an arm around me tightly before flipping us over.
Now, with my back against the bed, he pushes my knees apart, his eyes raking over me from head to toe, taking in every inch of my body.
God, he makes me feel like the sexiest woman alive.
No one has ever made me feel this sexy before.
“There’s something I want to do first,” he says, his voice low. “I need you to come.”
“Need?”
“Yes, need.” He lowers his face to my chest, then kisses my stomach. Slowly, deliberately, he moves toward the inevitable destination, and I feel myself getting so wet. Adam’s kisses, sucks, and licks make me squirm with anticipation.
When his mouth finds its way between my legs, he wraps his arms around my upper thighs. With a firm tug, he pulls me closer to his mouth.
Fuck, I’m so turned on.