Chapter 7
Adam
I would have laughed at Beth’s expression if I wasn’t so wound up. Her mouth opened and closed several times, but surprisingly, no words came out. For once in her life, she was silent. I would be happy that she was finally quiet if my attention wasn’t drawn to her mouth...and the way that dress hugged her curves.
The necklace I’d given her sat right between the swell of her mouth-watering cleavage. I’d lied about not choosing the necklace myself. I couldn’t have Beth knowing that I was taking time out to buy her things. I shook my head to force the thought out of my mind.
Her look of shock and uncertainty made her look vulnerable...innocent. I wasn’t accustomed to that Beth. Naturally, I had to push her buttons. I wanted her pissed and lecturing me about something. It was immature of me but we’d been too friendly with each other lately and maybe going back to the way we were would stop these unwanted feelings.
“All these years of trying to get you to shut up and this is what it takes. Keep the same energy until we get home. I’m enjoying the peace and quiet.”
Her eyes narrowed to slits and she blew out a breath. There she was. The Beth I was used to.
“Why is it that every time I put my dislike of you aside to try being civil you mess it up by opening your mouth?”
“As I recall, you like my mouth.”
If looks could kill, I’d be a dead man. Her glower was severe enough to freeze body parts.
“Bringing up that meaningless kiss from years ago is getting old.”
I shrugged. “That was the only other time I achieved the impossible―getting you to stop talking.” As much as I pretend to have hated it, I wasn’t likely to ever forget it.
“I know why you don’t like hearing what I have to say.”
“Enlighten me.” My dry retort earned me another dirty look.
“You only hate hearing what I have to say because I make you see the truth about yourself.” She turned towards me and continued. “You’ve always been a selfish philanderer with only one goal, gaining control of your family business. Plus, I’m the only one who doesn't feel the need to kiss your ass because you’re a Thorne. That’s why you can’t stand me.” She gazed at me with challenge. “Admit it.”
She hit a nerve. Jaw clenched so tightly I thought my teeth would shatter, I glared at her. Instead of addressing what she said, which was the truth, I growled, “I haven’t gotten laid in two months. Picking a fight with me when I’m horny and miserable is not a good idea.” Her gasp echoed in the vehicle and she gave me one of those self-righteous stares.
“There’s such a thing as too much information.”
“Just a warning. I wouldn’t want to snap and say anything to hurt your feelings.” The way she’d hurt mine.
“As if you have that power.”
“You know what Beth…” I sighed. “Let’s just agree to disagree...on everything , and be done with all of this for the next year and ten months. Do you think we can do that?”
She snorted and rolled her eyes in answer. It got quiet so I focused on the scenery flying by through the tinted window.
“I assumed you were still...getting your needs attended to.”
My gaze snapped to her. “What?”
“I said, I thought―”
“I heard you.” I couldn’t help laughing. “Getting my needs attended to? What’s the big deal about saying sex? .”
Her face became a pretty shade of pink. “I don’t get what’s so funny,” she harrumphed.
“You’ve just always been so proper. I used to find it annoying as fuck.”
“ Used to?”
“Now it’s a bit of a turn on. Sometimes...when you're not driving me absolutely crazy.”
Maybe I was too honest because she was gawking at me again. Letting go of that piece of information was a slip-up. It caused the tension to rise a notch. The air was so thick and uncomfortable that I stuck a finger into my collar and tugged.
“What makes you think I was still out there fucking around for the last two months?”
Beth’s fingers were intertwined on her lap and I could see her knuckles turning white. “You are who you are, Adam.”
I had to bite down on my annoyance. The discomfort from wanting to haul her across the seat and kiss her was enough. I didn’t need anger being added to the mix. “Must you take every chance to call me a manwhore?”
Her shoulders lifted. “You can't be all that offended. One thing I’ve always given you credit for is that you own your roguish ways.”
“True. Well, it may come as a surprise but I’ve been faithful to our sham of a marriage. After all, the whole point of it is to change my image and repair my reputation. I’m not that irresponsible to go out there and ruin our progress.”
“You could be discrete,” she murmured, gaze averted.
“Thanks for your concern about my sex life, but I’ll manage.”
“For how long?”
“Jesus, Beth. Can you just drop it?” I didn’t want to dwell on the fact that I was pretty much going through torture, being forced to keep it in my pants for the first time in my life.
Her face was even redder than it was before. “You never fail to prove what an ass you are.”
“What am I going to have to do to make you stop talking? Kiss you again?”
Her mouth clamped shut and her eyes, fixed on me, were the size of saucers. Blatant interest shone in those dark orbs. The memory of the awkward encounter that we had in her room before the charity event came rushing back. I had almost kissed her then. We’d been so close, the heat of her body tempting me to just spin her around and taste her lips. Just as I was tempted to taste them now. Did they taste the same as they had the first time? I didn’t realize my gaze had dropped to her mouth until I heard the hitch in her breath. Beth lifted a hand to tuck a tendril of hair behind her ear. Her fingers shook a little and her eyes skated away from me. She was as nervous as I was tempted.
No , I wasn’t going to give in. It was best if we didn’t complicate things with sex. At the end of two years, we should be able to make a clean break. My mind said one thing but, my fingers grasped her wrist and tugged. When she landed across my lap with a gasp, I think I was as surprised as she was.
“What do you think you’re―”
“Just be quiet, Beth.”
I didn’t kiss her immediately, I just stared down at her, wondering what in the world I was doing. It was like I was possessed. I was fully aware that keeping my hands off her was for the best, but I couldn’t resist. If I was going to cross the line, it wouldn’t be like before. She couldn’t accuse me of kissing her . I’d make sure she wanted me to do it.
Her chest rose and fell in quick succession, her eyes went dark with curiosity and desire, then, she kissed me . My shock after she grabbed my tie and pulled me forward turned to raging lust as soon as our lips met. There were no gently exploratory grazes first, it was an instantaneous flare of passion. We were both ravenous, lips and tongues clashing.
Beth’s little moans and the way her ass rubbed against my crotch when she moved nearly made me combust. What was happening to me? I’d been intimate with plenty of women―maybe too many―but kissing Beth felt different. Every spark of passion was real . I wasn’t just going through the motions, rushing to get that quick moment of gratification. It was like I was kissing a woman for the first time. I wanted to savor it.
“Slow down.”
“ No, ” she moaned against my mouth, winding her arms around my neck and pressing closer. Even now she felt the need to disagree with me. I laughed but it came out as a groan. When she gave my lower lip a playful nip, it made my cock twitch. My decision was made. Whether Beth and I hated each other or not, I was going to take her right there in the back of that limo.
I tore my mouth from hers and declared, “This isn’t the ideal place for our first time, but I can’t wait.”
When she shifted to straddle my thighs, I waited to see if we were on the same page. Hands on my shoulders, breathing heavily, she gazed at me. I was held captive by her stare, unaware that I held my breath until she whispered, “This is perfect.”
Only then did I let out a relieved sigh. I was so aroused, it bordered on painful. I wasted no more time. My fingers found her hair to release the strands from the elegant updo. Hair cascading around her shoulders, lips swollen from my kisses and eyes heavy with need, Beth was...beautiful. It was like I was seeing her for the first time.
The last thing I wanted to do was rush things but seeing her like that drove me wild. I pulled her closer to devour her mouth again, while I unzipped her dress. Breaking our kiss, I sat back to admire the view of her full breasts straining against a nude half-bra. Holding her gaze, I unhooked the bra, mesmerized by the way they swayed with each breath she took. My fingers itched to touch so I cupped the globes, reveling in the weight of them in my hands. It had been a while since I’d held silicone-free tits.
“Mhmm, real breasts,” I sighed, “They feel incredible.” The highlight of pink in Beth’s cheeks made me grin. Seeing her blush was captivating. I didn’t come across many women still capable of blushing. “Do you blush like this when you cum?”
Her eyes widened and her lips parted. All that came out was a whoosh of air. Again, I rendered her speechless. I was on a roll.
“There’s only one way to find out.” Grasping the tail of her dress I rolled it up her thighs. She looked incredible legs spread wide, straddling mine, bare-chested with her dress bunched around her waist. It was a provocative picture. “Do you have any idea how you look, right now?”
She shook her head, no. “H-how do I look?”
“Perfectly fuckable.”
“No one’s ever talked to me like this before.”
“How boring were your previous lovers?” I joked. Although, I really didn’t want to think about her in such a position with anyone else.
Beth visibly swallowed, “Well, I’ve never―”
She sucked in a breath and her hold on my shoulders tightened. My fingers had crept between her creamy thighs to stroke her center. As soon as they slid between her folds, I knew I was in danger. Beth had to have had the warmest, tightest pussy I’d ever felt. That wasn’t an exaggeration. “Oh fuck,” I groaned. My dick hadn’t haven't gotten a taste yet and I already knew she was going to become my new addiction.
“That feels…” her fingers dug into my shoulders the deeper I explored. “ Wow .”
I couldn’t take my eyes off of Beth as I alternately circled her clit and plunged two fingers inside. Something that hadn’t happened to me since I was an inexperienced teen almost occurred. When her muscles clenched around my digits and she began moving her hips, riding my fingers, I almost nutted on myself. And when she exploded with my name rolling off of her tongue, I almost embarrassed myself again. She was incredible. Who knew this side of her existed?
She sagged against me with a content sigh and even that was a turn on. “Adam, that was amazing.”
“You were most certainly amazing to watch.” I held on to her with one arm while I fumbled with my belt and zipper. I couldn’t wait another second to get inside of her. She sat up, eyes still glazed with pleasure that turned into uncertainty.
I paused. Oh no . She was having second thoughts and I was headed for a very long and very cold shower. “What is it?”
Gaze dropping to my hand at my zipper she announced, “Before we go any further, you should know that I’ve never done this before.”
That was it? Thank God.
“Many people prefer not to have sex in the back of a car,” I shrugged. Beth had always been the prim and proper type so, as much as it physically hurt me in my lower region, I offered, “We can wait until we get home.”
“No, Adam, I mean I haven’t had sex before. I’m a virgin. I thought you had a right to know before we…” Her eyes darted around the vehicle and her face flushed a deeper pink.
It took me a few seconds to process. Virgin ? I didn’t do virgins. Ever...well, not since I did one at nineteen and it resulted in a mild case of fatal attraction. It was enough to keep me away from the v-word. I stared at Beth, stunned. Clearly, she wasn’t bull-shiting me. She looked like she wanted to disappear.
“Adam? Are you okay?”
Okay? I was about to enter heaven gates only to be dragged from paradise which would result in a serious case of blue balls. I wasn’t okay.
“You couldn’t have told me this before ?” I yanked her dress back up to cover the temptation of her delectable breasts and deposited her back on the seat, as far away from me as possible.