Chapter 11
Beth
I never thought the day would come when I’d be in Adam’s bedroom, ready to sleep with him. He stepped out of his pants and my eyes began to roam. Talk about a perfect male specimen. It was unfair for someone who sat behind a desk to look that good. He was six feet of pure muscle that rippled with each movement he made. I never denied that he was a good-looking man, but it was the first time I was seeing the man beneath the clothes. I was so entranced by his chiseled beauty that I didn’t even realize he was removing what was left of my clothes.
The memory of how we’d started tearing each other’s clothes off from downstairs caused heat to spread through my face. It was like I lost all sense of self whenever Adam touched me. I behave so unlike my usual reserved self.
“I love how easily you blush. Are you having dirty thoughts about me? I don’t blame you.”
My bra fell to the floor and I rolled my eyes. The arrogance of the man.
“I’d love to slap that smirk off of your face.”
“We’re back to teasing and threatening each other already? I don’t mind it actually, it’s such a turn on.” He hooked his thumbs in my panties and slid it down my thighs, his gaze never leaving mine.
I hated to admit it, but it was a turn on. His cockiness grated on my nerves; yet, he was so seductive. I stepped out of my underwear, so ready for him that I forgot to feel nervous about standing in front of him naked. As full of himself as Adam was sometimes, the way he looked at me made me feel beautiful. I didn’t like the idea of him making another woman feel the way he made me feel. He was right. I was jealous, and I didn’t like it.
He stepped out of his boxers and I felt my eyes bulge. It was hard not to stand there like a deer caught in headlights, staring at his jutting erection. Of course, he had to be perfect in every way.
My breath rushed out when he grasped my hips and gently pushed me to the bed. I landed with a gasp―more from excitement than surprise. I waited with bated breath for his next move. He loomed over me, eyes sweeping my body. That heated look somehow made me feel as if my skin was on fire.
“Exquisit,” he murmured, “As expected.”
“I’ve never been described as exquisite before.”
“That’s because no has ever had the pleasure of looking.” His eyes met mine. “Right?”
“No one.”
I knew male satisfaction when I saw it. Adam was happy no other man had seen me in all my naked glory. I gazed up at him with a frown. His reactions were so confusing. My confusion and every other thought were driven away when his mouth covered mine, hot and demanding. I could kiss Adam forever. He was just so good at it. I wondered what else he could do with that gifted mouth and my heartbeat went into overdrive.
As if reading my mind, his mouth left mine and moved lower. Our bare skin brushing felt incredible. My nipples puckered when his chest grazed them on his way down. I couldn’t contain my gasps and moans when he began lavishing attention on my hyper-sensitive breasts. Every stroke of his tongue over each nipple sent electricity shooting to my core. When he abandoned them, I moaned my protest.
“Don’t worry, I’m not done yet,” he grinned, looking every bit the mischievous devil I’d always thought of him.
Eyes wide and chest heaving, I watched his head go lower as he kissed his way down my stomach. His breath caressed my inner thighs, his lips moving dangerously close to my pussy. Panic pushed its way to my mind when I realized his intention.
“Wait!” I tried to clamp my legs shut but I didn’t get far with his shoulders wedged between them. “You don’t have to do that,” I rushed out. “I mean, that stuff is so overrated.” I was such a liar. I wanted to experience it, but the thought of being so open and vulnerable to him was scary.
Adam eyed me with suspicion. “Do you really not want this or are you chickening out because you’ve never done this before? Nervous?”
“ No, ” I snorted, sure that my face was blood red. He lifted a brow. “Alright, yes . I’ve never done anything before. Go ahead, laugh. I know you want to.” I couldn’t believe I was discussing my virgin status with Adam while his head was between my legs.
He gazed up at me questioningly. “Why would I laugh? I’m starting to like the fact that I’ll be your first for... everything .”
His words shocked me so much, I couldn’t think of anything to say. I gulped, held captive by serious, mercury-like orbs.
“It’s probably asking a lot considering our relationship, but trust me, Beth.”
Before now, I wouldn’t have trusted Adam as far as I could throw him but the glimpses of his sincere, sweeter side disarmed me.
“Okay.”
It was insane. I do really trust the man that I’d despised for most of my life―especially with my body. He handled it so well before. I anticipated the pleasure he’d bring me this time. He held my gaze for a second longer before dipping his head to feather kisses up my thigh. I held my breath, watching him with wide eyes as he neared my center. Then my breath rushed out as he sent me spiraling into a world of bliss I never knew existed.
The first swipe of his tongue robbed me of breath, and the second nearly sent me catapulting to the ceiling. His arms clamped around my thighs, holding me in place.
“If I knew you tasted this good, we would have done this a long time ago.”
The soft murmur made me shiver. Maybe if we weren’t so into hating each other back then, we would have realized our attraction. He continued the delicious torture, diminishing my inhibition until it was no more. I writhed beneath him and lifted my hips to press against his mouth. He understood my silent plea for more, alternating between sliding his tongue between my folds and circling my clit. In no time, I was near the edge, ready to tumble over. My inner muscles clenched and my toes tingled, my body was taunt and ready to explode. “I’m going to―”
“Not yet,” he said, lifting his head, leaving me in a state of frustration. “There’s more.”
“If there’s more, I think I might die,” I gasped. It would be the most delicious death ever. I’d never begged for anything in my life yet, I found myself begging Adam to give me some relief. “Please, don’t stop.”
His knowing grin was just too much but my desperation for relief that only he could give made me ignore it.
“Tell me what you want.”
My face was virtually on fire. “You know…”
“Tell me.”
I bit back a groan, liking how his sensual command made my heart flutter, but hating that he was going to make me say it. I’d never indulged in dirty talk, no matter how mild, ever .
“Don’t make me say it.”
“I’ll only continue if you tell me exactly what you want.” There was a teasing glint in his eyes.
“Make me...cum. Please.”
Satisfaction flickered across his face. “How?”
“ Adam , don’t be cruel,” I whined, attempting to lift my hip toward his mouth again.
“I want you to loosen up and relax for me. Say it.”
He knew his challenging tone would get to me. I took a deep breath.
“Make me cum with your tongue. I want to cum in your mouth.” My grin shone with triumph when his smirk dropped and he pulled in a sharp breath.
“You learn fast.” He gave me what I wanted. His fingers immediately found my g-spot―to be honest, I didn’t think that was a real thing―and his magical tongue found my clit once again. I had no idea that an orgasm could be so intense. Fingers clutching the silk sheet, I shattered into what felt like a million pieces. Even as I shuddered uncontrollably, his tongue still lapped at my center, sending aftershocks through me.
It took me a while to float back to earth and when my vision cleared, Adam’s face appeared. He was gazing down at me with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. He’d been looking at me like that a lot lately. Neither of us spoke, we just stared at each. The only sound in the room for a while was my ragged breathing.
Finally, he said, “We can stop now if you want.”
My heart stilled. “Do you want to?”
“God no. I just thought it was gentlemanly to offer.”
A smile stretched my lips.
“Who are you and what have you done to the real Adam?” He didn’t laugh as I expected and my smile slowly vanished. Naked in bed with him was the worst time to cause offense. I was about to apologize when he laughed.
“I’m wondering the same thing. Maybe you didn’t know the real me.”
I suppose I didn’t. A hint of worry flickered across his face but I was distracted by him moving between my legs. His intense stare reflected pure lust, and all I wanted in this moment was to feel him inside of me. It was strange how he seemed to read my mind again and slowly pushed forward, all the while holding my gaze. Such intense scrutiny, especially, in such an intimate position was unsettling. I wanted to look away to hide anything my expression might give away but I couldn’t. He paused, allowing me to get accustomed to his invasion.
There was an array of emotions that I couldn’t quite identify flickering across his face. My fingers were wrapped around his biceps so I could feel how tense he was. I assumed it was his whole issue with virgins surfacing.
“Now it seems you’re having second thoughts.”
He frowned. “No, I’m just...I don’t want to hurt you. It’s your first time...”
I’d never seen Adam uncertain about anything before.
“You won’t. I want this,” I reassured and that was what seemed to help him relax.
“Okay, but you can stop me at any time...and I will. I promise.”
Gazing up at him, panic began setting in. I think that was the moment I started falling for Adam Thorne...after I insisted that us sleeping together would be nothing serious. Or maybe that was just the moment I realized that I was falling for him. The discomfort from his full invasion distracted me from a full-blown anxiety attack. I didn’t have time to menatlly berate myself for my stupidity because the slight pain had turned into something absolutely delightful. I forgot about everything else but the incredible sensation of Adam’s cock caressing my inner walls. I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist, pulling him closer.
“You’re making it hard for me to go slow,” he bit out. There were beads of sweat on his forehead, showing his effort to restrain himself. I didn’t want him to hold back anymore.
“I don’t want you to.” I lifted my hips to meet his thrust, demanding more. “I’m not made of glass, Adam,” I growled.
His eyes widened and then filled with amusement.
“You’re a wildcat in the sack. I wouldn’t have guessed.”
Great. I’d gone from prude to sex fiend. Hot-faced, I averted my gaze.
“Keep your eyes on me,” he ordered.
My eyes collided with his and my heart skipped a few beats. Looking into his eyes, I regretted that our marriage wasn’t real―the emotional part of it, at least. I could actually see myself connecting with Adam on more than just a sexual level, but it could be too late. We’d already made our deal so the best I could do was enjoy the moment.
Arms tightening around him, I gave myself over to the delicious havoc he wreaked on my body. His thrusts became deeper and faster, electrifying all of my cells.
“I can stay inside of you forever.”
He sounded surprised. I was too. I hadn’t expected my first time to be this incredible. Any other experience with anyone else was already ruined.
“I wish you could. You feel so good.” What was I saying? What was he saying? It was just sex...wasn’t it? Right then I wasn’t too sure.
“Cum for me again, Beth. Right now”
Arguing with Adam was a need that wouldn’t go away anytime soon, no matter how cordial we decided to be. So, I opened my mouth to tell him he couldn’t command me to orgasm. All that came out was a cry as another orgasm ripped through me. It was like my body was suddenly in tune with him. I blinked up at him, shocked as ripples of pleasure surged through me. He didn’t slow down until he shuddered through his own release. I held on to him, for some reason never wanting to let go.