Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23355 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23355 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
The drive back to the house is quiet, but it isn't an awkward silence. It's the kind of comfortable silence that comes from knowing someone intimately, from having shared something profound. The silence of two people who know that once they're back home, all bets are off.
The night isn't over. Far from it.
When we pull back in, the intense energy of earlier has somewhat faded. I keep looking at Adam's red knuckles, the knowledge that he was ready to fight for me making me fall even harder for him. I know from experience just how gentle and patient he can be as a lover, but now seeing this other side of him, wow is all I can say.
Adam gets out of the car and walks around to the passenger door, opening it for me before I have a chance. He offers me his hand, and I take it, letting him help me out of the SUV. When I stand, I tilt my head back to look up at him, and neither of us says anything for a long moment.
Then Adam takes my hand and pulls me towards the side of the house. "Come on. I have an idea."
I follow, already confused, but willing to see what he has in mind. We clear the side of the house, and he leads me toward the pool. I begin to see the vision when he reaches for the buttons of his shirt.
He tosses it onto a chair beside the pool before moving onto his jeans, kicking off his shoes. When he's down to just his briefs, he walks to the edge of the pool, giving me a good view of his ass before sliding those off as well.
Adam looks at me over his shoulder, smirking, before he dives in. The water ripples around him as he surfaces, his eyes finding mine. "Your turn," he says, grinning.
My hands reach for my dress, but then I stop. This isn't the hot, lust-driven mess from earlier. This is something different. Something better.
Adam waits patiently, his arms resting along the side of the pool. He looks so perfect there, like some kind of modern-day Adonis.
I walk forward, my bare feet making almost no sound on the concrete. The water laps at my toes as I pause at the edge of the pool, looking down at Adam. My heart is pounding in my chest, and I'm not sure if it's from nerves or excitement. Maybe both.
Adam's gaze burns into mine as I slowly reach for the zipper of my dress. I step out of my dress, leaving it on the ground beside the pool. I feel like the most beautiful woman on the planet, watching Adam's lust-blown expression as I unhook my bra and let it slide down my arms.
"Don't stop now," Adam rumbles, "or I might die on the spot."
The smile that tugs at my lips is one of pure affection. "So demanding,"
"Yeah? We'll I'm demanding to see you naked right fucking now."
I step out of my panties and kick them aside. Then I take a breath and jump into the pool. The cool water envelopes me, and when I surface, I wipe the water from my eyes and find Adam in front of me.
He can reach the bottom, but I'm on my tiptoes until Adam slides his hands over my legs and coaxes me to wrap them around him. He palms my ass, telling me, "You're a vision, Laurie."
"I'm happy you think so."
Adam chuckles and leans in for a kiss. Our lips meet, and it's like something explodes between us. It's like the dam has burst, and all the passion and desire and need we've been holding back come flooding out.
"I hated that you left earlier," I pant against his mouth, feeling his erection brushing my ass. "I wanted you to stay."
Adam sucks at a spot behind my ear that has me shivering. "You make it hard to think, Laurie."
"Then stop thinking." I let my arms slip from around his neck, floating backward in the water while still anchored with my legs around his waist. Adam is locked on to my tits, nipples hard from the water, and he reaches up to cup them. He strokes my nipples with his thumbs, making me squirm, before pulling me towards him just enough to suck one peak into his mouth.
I moan, gripping the back of his head, and he hums appreciatively. He moves from one nipple to the other, sucking and nibbling until I'm a writhing mess.
"Adam," I groan.
His hands slide down my sides, teasing along my ribs until he reaches the spot just below my navel. He looks up at me through hooded eyes. "Laurie?"
"Touch me," I beg. "Please."
He doesn't need to be told twice. His hand slides down between my thighs, stroking me slowly, finding my clit with his thumb and rubbing small circles over it. My eyes flutter shut, and my head drops back as he pleasures me, his fingers working their magic.