Chapter 21 Adam
ADAM
Having Drew in my arms, legs wrapped around me…
Fuck, if I’m not more turned on than I’ve ever been before.
And I know she can feel how hard I am against her.
But the softness, the way she pauses to look at me—really see me—it has me reeling.
She’s been haunting me since day one.
Now that I have her, I can’t let her slip through my grasp.
Not when I’m finally making progress with her. Not when she’s finally opening up to me.
Her teasing smile as she calls me Mr. Claus…I would do a hell of a lot more than put on a Santa suit to keep her smiling at me like that.
Is it just because I saved Christmas for her? For the kids?
Or is it the something more I’ve been hoping for?
I stalk us over to the queen-sized bed in the middle of the room and press her ass into its edge with my hips.
Drew suppresses a moan, but it claws its way through me just the same.
“You going to help…” But her hands are already moving, unbuttoning the red, velvety coat.
When she reaches under it to touch me, I swear my pulse jumps like I just sprinted across town.
Her cheeks are pink as I let her peel the coat off my shoulders, down my arms. I toss it aside and let her have her fill of me.
She’s not shy about it.
My undershirt bunches in her grip, and she tries to yank it from where it’s tucked into my pants, needing to tug a little harder to get it free from where it’s caught between us.
The glimpse of aggression as she works it free has me spinning in place.
If there is any chance I can make this permanent, keep her as mine, I’m going to take it.
Because there’s no way I’m coming out of this unscathed.
I barely get my shirt over my head before her hands are on me—cool fingers skating down my chest, finding the tie at my waist like she’s been waiting all night for it.
I grab her wrists and bring her attention back to me.
“Don’t rush through this. I want to enjoy every step.” My voice is gravel. There’s no denying the need building inside me, amplifying like compound interest. The more I have of her, the more I have to have of her.
When I take her mouth again, I stamp down my own urgency.
I want to savor her, every taste, every new inch, every trembling breath and shaky limb.
But, fuck, the way she reacts to me…tugging me closer, grasping at my short hair, nails marring my skin, it’s hard to keep my slow pace.
Drew uses the leverage of the bed behind her, allowing her to grind her hips against mine.
“God, princess, you’re not making this easy for me.”
“You should know that’s not my M.O. by now.”
No, it’s not. She loves to push at my control, to test me and my limits.
Having Drew in my arms is chaos disguised as warmth.
Every breath she takes shreds another layer of my restraint.
She looks at me like she already knows I’ll give her anything she asks for—and she’s right.
She leans in, almost kissing me but stopping short. “I thought you’d jump at this chance.”
“Oh, I’m not letting this opportunity go to waste, princess. Bet your life on that. Now, behave yourself while I explore all the pieces of you I haven’t had access to before.”
“And if I don’t?”
Heat fans through my middle. “You’ll get to experience what it’s like to have your bare ass spanked this time.”
By gods, she shivers in delight, mouth parting like she’s ready to beg me for exactly that.
“Maybe I shouldn’t threaten you with something you want.”
Her laugh edges on unhinged, ending in the sweetest gasp as my hands dip under her shirt to touch her skin. She’s so fucking soft.
Drawing up her blouse, she readily lets me peel it up and over her head, revealing a sheer bra and dark, hard nipples.
They’re begging for my touch, my mouth, and it takes everything to resist swooping in at the sight of them.
Running my thumbs down both, using the silky fabric to my advantage, another layer of teasing that sends her nails into my shoulders.
I cup her waist, reveling in how small she is, fitting almost perfectly in my hands.
Drew’s touch scrapes up my neck, digging into the back of my neck and tipping us together until our foreheads touch. It’s growing more and more difficult to hold myself back.
Tipping forward, she nabs my bottom lip between her teeth.
I’m grasping for restraint, but it slips from my grasp. Squeezing her hips, I grind myself against her. Drew releases me with a moan.
“God, Adam, hurry up and touch me.” The husk of her voice will be my undoing, or that’s what I thought before those beautiful dark eyes beg me to take what I’ve been dreaming of since the moment I met her.
I tip her head back and spread kisses along her throat as I unclasp and peel off her bra.
Taking a breast in my mouth yanks a moan out of her that has me shuddering.
It’s been a long time since I’ve had a woman like her.
The way she arches into me has my fingers working her slacks open, pulling them off her hips.
“God. Yes. Please.”
“That’s a good girl.” I strip her down to her sleek pair of panties.
Those sheer shorts are tiny, giving me the perfect view of her trimmed pussy. I brush my thumb down her cleft.
The haze in her eyes makes her pouty huff even better. “More. Hurry.”
“More what?”
Those nails return, scraping down my chest. “More pressure. More urgency. Just…more.”
My chuckle garners me more pain from her digging nails before her hand comes down to cup me, squeezing me in her grip and making me jump against her palm.
I bite back a groan and give her more pressure, rubbing her until she parts just enough for me to strum her clit.
“Yes.”
“That’s what you want?”
“It’s not everything I want.”
Drew strokes me through the red velvet pants. It’s not as thick of a barrier as my slacks, but it’s more of one than I want.
“No. You want my hand coming down on your bare ass. How wet did it make you last time?” I wish I’d checked, but it crossed a line we weren’t ready for at the time. Now, though? I’m about to learn her every reaction to my touch.
“You’ll never know, and what I want is your cock. In my hand. In my mouth. Inside me.”
“Mmm. My little princess has gotten bolder.”
“No. I’m getting frustrated.” Drew releases me to tug at the drawstring of my pants, and as much as I want to keep teasing her, I’m beyond my limits.
I drop her legs and tear her panties down her thighs.
She doesn’t hesitate, stripping me bare, too, before I gather her back up in my arms and press myself against her hot core.
Fuck, she cups my shaft with her slick folds and rubbing us together has my mind blitzing.
“Adam.” It’s a demand, a plea, and I can’t deny her any longer. My own need has grown unbearable.
Shifting, I grab the base of my shaft and run the head of my cock through her folds before notching myself at her entrance. My thrust is slow, and she’s so goddamn tight. “Fuck, princess.”
Drew’s mouth has fallen open, her grip hard at the back of my neck as I bottom out inside her.
I tilt her hips to dig deeper, pressing my pubic bone against her clit.
She jerks, wiggling down just a little more as her head falls back.
A small thrust proves I’ve hit her g-spot.
Yes, baby.
If she’s this responsive, I’ll make her come in no time. And I want that.
Because that means I get to start working on her second.
I bet she can give me more than a few.
I thrust in earnest, gripping the back of her head to tip her toward me. That front row seat to her breaking is all mine.
“Look at me.”
Hiccupping on her moans, she swallows and her hold grows stronger. Those dark eyes glitter with pleasure as they meet mine.
“Are you close already?”
A floppy nod accompanies her soft, “Mmm hmm.”
What is it about this woman? She’s absolutely addictive, tearing down my walls and smashing through my expectations.
Fuck, she feels so good as she bears down on me.
I make another small adjustment, and the cry that falls out of Drew’s mouth pierces through me.
It takes actual effort not to follow after her as she comes, her pussy practically strangling the life out of me.
Sinking into her, I grind my hips into her, putting renewed pressure on her clit as she shakes. Her grip weakens as I lean her into my chest.
“That was absolutely the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
Her soft laughter bathes my skin.
“I want to see it again.”
I cup her cheek and lift her mouth to mine, showing her exactly how badly I want her. All of her. I’m fully attached. And I do not want to let her go.
Hoisting her up onto the bed, I settle us in the middle of it and take my time exploring her skin.
Rebuilding her pleasure until she’s writhing under me again.
This time, I get the full experience—the way her hands splay across my skin, how she shifts her hips to meet my thrusts, her kisses along my throat and the light press of teeth.
When she holds off on her second orgasm, I trap her between my arms and give her my patient negotiation stare.
The one that’s destroyed so many top businessmen over the last decade.
“You’re not in control here, princess.”
Her flippant shrug and smirk try to tell me otherwise. She’s taunting me. Begging for the discipline of my hand on her bare ass like I promised.
Rearing back, I flip her over, earning a delighted squeal and a harsh gasp as my palm meets her soft flesh.
Fuck.
She arches into it when my hand comes down again, moaning as I rub the blooming red on her cheeks.
Fifteen swats, and I can see the glistening arousal soaking her thighs.
It has me pulling her to me, propping her low on her knees, and taking her from behind.
Her strangled moan almost does me in.
Leaning over her, I smooth her hair from her face, the side of it pressed into the mattres, and I find the perfect position to watch as her features transform.
The build to her new climax isn’t slow. It’s a rampage that I take full pride in.
Drew bucks under me, and I can’t hold back any longer, pounding into her until pleasure seizes my muscles.
I grind into her as my cock pulses, and I fill her up with my cum.
It’s a brand.
My claim.
Because damn it, I’m completely taken with her even though I know she’s not solely mine.
I slide to the side and tug her against me, unwilling to let her go now that I’ve got her.