Chapter 26
Chapter Twenty-Six
ADAM
My dick is so hard right now I can’t see straight. Just like a teenager shooting his load while copping a feel of a tit for the first time, I was ready to blow in my jeans and had to get her out of there. It’s why when she stood, I stood even closer, so I could hide my intent behind her.
Because I fully intend on making her remember every single inch of me tonight. I may be mad at her, I may not understand why she did what she did, but I can’t stop the pull towards her. My body wants her, and my heart is following close behind.
“This way.” I’ve got a hold of her bicep, and we’re speed-walking through the parking lot to my truck.
I click the alarm once, and she reaches for the passenger door.
I come up behind her quickly, place my hand on the door to hold it closed, and lean all my body weight into her pushing her up against the truck.
She grinds back on my dick with her ass.
That full, fucking peach of an ass that I can’t wait to get my hands and teeth on again.
“Adam, take me home,” she says again breathlessly.
“You sure, Peaches? Just because it’s been a while, doesn’t mean I’m going easy on you.”
“I don’t want easy.”
“Oh woman, there’s nothing easy about us.”
I step back, spank her ass then rub my hand over it to soothe her. I’m done keeping my hands off her. It’s become physically impossible now. I open her door and watch her step up. Then, shutting her in, I jog around to my side, jump in and start it up.
My house is not far from the bar, thank fuck, but I still have to get myself under control before pulling out of the parking lot.
I’ve been waiting a long time to have Chelsea under me again. And just when I thought it would never happen again, here we are.
We don’t speak on the ride home. I pull into my driveway, and she doesn’t question me. I need her in my space, in my bed. I need to have her scent in my home again.
“Don’t move.”
I open my door and jump out, rounding the front of the truck. I quickly open her door, lean in and grab her waist, pulling her out. Slamming the door, I take her hand and lead her up my front walk. Fumbling with my key, I get the front door unlocked and lead us in, closing it shut behind me.
I flip the lock and turn to lean against the door. She’s standing in front of me. Not a question on her face. Only want.
It mirrors mine.
I don’t have to question what we’re doing. I don’t have to question whether we should be going down this road again. We can fight this out tomorrow and for years to come.
I only have the answer. Yes. Yes, we’re doing this. Yes, I want her. Them. And yes, we will be a family together.
But first?
I’m taking my woman.
I step forward and into her space, my hands wrapping around her face, my thumbs stroking her cheeks. “You’re beautiful. I’ve never forgotten your gorgeous face, Chelsea.” She nuzzles into my hands, kissing my wrist, then darting her tongue out.
Sparks zing through my body, my cock hard as steel. She looks at me from under her lashes and there’s spice there. She’s daring me. Tempting me.
A deep laugh rumbles in my chest, and her eyes flare again.
“I’ve missed that look on your face, Peaches. I’ve missed how fucking turned on you get. Your body wants mine inside it, doesn’t it?”
She nods and licks her lips again. Her breathing is erratic.
I kiss her lips. Lick the bottom one then pull it with my teeth. She whimpers and I am ready to explode. “I want that, too.”
I walk her backwards through the living room. She allows me to manipulate her body around the table and down the hallway to my bedroom, kissing her the whole way, until the backs of her legs hit my bed. “I need your hands on me. Unzip my jeans and take my cock out, Peaches.”
I’ve still got my hands wrapped around her neck and cheeks, my thumbs brushing her lips as she quickly pulls at the zipper and pushes my jeans down my hips.
She reaches into my boxer briefs and pulls me out.
I moan at her firm touch as she instantly starts stroking me.
My hips move of their own accord, pushing into her hand.
“Fuuuckkk I’ve missed your hands wrapped around me.
You know how to work me just right.” Her eyes flutter at the compliment.
I dust my fingers down over her collarbone, letting them trail loosely over her breasts.
Cupping them, I rub my thumbs over her nipples that have pebbled at my touch.
“I love your tits. Jesus, I’ve dreamed of getting them in my mouth again.
Teasing and flicking your nipples until you come with just my tongue on them alone. ”
“Adam. Yes, I-I can’t wait. Please.” Her cries are desperate. I’m there, too. I’m losing control quickly, but I don’t want this to end yet.
“Not yet.” I step away from her, missing her warm hand already.
I reach behind my head, grab my shirt and drag it over my head while kicking my jeans off as well.
Then I turn her around quickly, yanking at the zipper on her dress.
It falls to the floor in a swift drop, and I’m left staring at her ass in a purple thong.
It’s almost enough to make me blow right here.
I reach for her round globes, smoothing my hand over the one, then the other, grabbing a handful and kneading while I step closer, my dick sticking out the top of my boxer briefs, aching to slide between her ass cheeks.
Chelsea always loved ass play. And nothing got me hotter than when she’d bend over and look at me over her shoulder as I rubbed my dick down her crack. She was calling me, begging me to take her.
It’s exactly the look she gives me right now, as she leans forward onto my bed and turns to watch me over her shoulder. I reach for her thong and pull it up between her ass, causing friction as she wiggles her butt seeking more.
“Fuck. Are you ready for me?” I lean closer and spit onto her, watching it drip through her crack, begging for my thumb to take her. I suck on my fingers and slide them over her hole, prepping her with one finger. “Baby, you’re so tight.”
Too tight.
“I can’t be easy tonight, and I don’t want to hurt you.” I pull away reluctantly and smack both cheeks. “Turn around.”
She pushes up from the bed and turns to look at me with eyes that are begging for more.
I run my hands over the straps of her bra, sliding them down her arms. Reaching behind her, I snap the clasp, letting it join her dress on the floor. I grab her, massaging her breasts, her hands coming up, covering mine, willing me on.
“Get on the bed and lie on your back.”