Rebecca quickly ran through several scenarios in her head. Each one flawed in some way. Adam had become beloved by their circle of friends. He was like a pet to them. Even after fifteen years he still seemed fresh and new. They enjoyed his company. She had made a mistake turning him. She’d fallen for his charm. She had been taken in by his beautiful face and body. The sex had been phenomenal. Showing up with him on her arm at any given occasion had made her feel like a queen. She reveled in the jealousy of others. Now she knew she was a laughing stock.
“This will take immaculate planning. The Elders can’t suspect. Our friends can’t suspect.” Collette said.
Rebecca looked into her dearest friend’s eyes. They were filled with deadly intent and she had never been more thankful for anything in her life.
Chapter Twent y- Six
Sara checked her reflection for the twentieth time. She leaned in and turned her face side to side.
“Hmmm,” She nodded. “Not bad.”
Not Beautiful Becky either . Her inner mean girl wouldn’t let her just have a win.
“Whatever,” she whispered to the mirror. “I’m the one getting laid.”
The natural excitement of anticipated great sex had lifted her out of the funk she’d fallen into early that morning.
“Beautiful Becky can fuck off.”
She stuck her tongue out at the mirror and turned away.
Adam was due to arrive any minute. She walked in a nervous circle, unable to function. They needed to have a talk. She wanted to be flippant about this sexcapade, but she knew herself. She was becoming way too involved and some boundaries needed to be set.
Sara had figured it all out today. Adam was going to be her good friend. They got along so well. Obviously they were cultivating a friendship. She’d had some fanciful thoughts about him over the past weeks, but she’d brought herself back to reality today. She knew she wasn’t going to have a relationship with a twenty-four-year-old man, but they definitely were on the way to a friendship that had some damn good benefits.
She planned to lockdown and define what was happening as two adults with similar interests developing a friendship. He couldn’t be her boyfriend. That would be illogical. They were in two different stages in life. He should be finding a girlfriend he could marry and start a family with some day. Her stomach clenched at that thought. She wouldn’t hold him back from that when he found someone. She would let him go and treasure the memories of their affair. What a lucky woman that would be, to build a life and family with a man like him.
It can’t be me. That time has passed. Sara sighed sadly.
Sara heard his car pull up into the driveway. Her heart skipped a beat. She headed for the front door on bouncing feet. The butterflies had migrated back to her stomach. She knew they had a lot to discuss tonight, but there was plenty of time for that. She took a deep breath and opened the door.
Sara gasped as she was lifted off her feet, before she had a chance to say a word.
Adam’s hot mouth covered her open lips. His body slammed against hers as he carried her back inside and kicked the door shut behind him. Carnal electricity sparked as his mouth slanted over hers, suckling at her tongue.
He never broke stride as he stomped down the hall that he knew led to her bedroom. He broke the kiss only long enough to look for which doorway he needed to enter.
Sara’s heart heated up as if stoked by coal. A steam engine chugging in her chest. The anticipation for what he’d do next sent shockwaves toward her belly. She could feel her heart beating between her legs.
Their lips firmly locked, he lowered her onto the bed and melted himself on top of her. Adam concluded the epic kiss by suckling her lower lip softly as he released her face. Her head fell back against the pillow.
Adam stayed on top of her. A solid wall of muscle holding her down. She felt helpless, yet completely safe. The kiss had ended, but she was breathing like she’d just run the hundred-meter dash. He leaned up on his arms and watched her.
Sara’s brain was lit up like a sparkler on the Fourth of July. She finally opened her eyes.
“Well, hello.” Sara drawled. “Quite the greeting.”
“What can I say, I’m happy to see you.” He emphasized the word ‘happy’ by pressing his hot bulge into her thigh and raising his eyebrow.
Sara giggled.
Adam smiled down at her. His charming smile only for her. Sara stared back at him in wonder. He was everything any woman would ever want in a man and he was in her bedroom. She wanted to wrap her arms around him and never let him go.
What is happening to me?
I’m falling in love with this man.
Adam watched intently as her eyes changed from pools of warmth and delight to sheer panic. He immediately rolled to her side afraid he had hurt her in some way.
“What? What’s wrong?” The concern in his voice palpable.
Sara’s breathing became erratic.
He grabbed her face when she tried to look away.
“Tell me!” His deep voice demanded.
“I can’t.” She whispered.
“You will.” He demanded. “What’s going on inside your head?”
“I can’t do this.”
“Why? Tell me what just happened in a blink of an eye. I need to know.” His eyes were beginning to panic themselves.
“I think I’m falling in love with you and I can’t let that happen,” Sara whispered with her eyes closed. A tear seeped through her thick black lashes. “We have to stop see- ”
Adam knew he couldn’t let this conversation continue. He interrupted her words with his lips, shutting her up. He felt her hands push against his chest but he didn’t stop his gentle assault on her mouth. She turned her face away and he used his hands on the sides of her face to pull her mouth back toward his. He knew if he could ignite her passion again, he could make love to her one more time, and she would find it that much harder to resist her feelings for him.
Sara softened beneath him and she began to return his kiss. Her hands stopped pushing his chest and started to move over his shoulders to bring him back down fully covering her. Relief flooded through him.
Adam put his hands through her hair as he slanted his mouth over hers, tasting her fully. He needed her love, her warmth. He needed to feel her humanity in his life. He remembered his human life so much more clearly when he was with her. He remembered what it felt like to be in a family. Memories of his life, growing up watching his dad love his mom, had been brought into focus. He couldn’t lose Sara and lose that part of himself again.
Sara’s hands felt like butterfly wings fluttering up and down his back. He needed her. She was his connection to humanity. She would keep him sane. The loneliness that was smothering him was gone and now he could breathe.
Adam ended the kiss with several sound kisses to her lips. He deftly turned onto his back pulling her on top of him spreading her legs to either side of him.
“Do you want me?” Adam asked, his voice low and graveled. The double meaning his questions evident to her.
“Of course.” Sara breathed.
“Then take me.” Adam stated.
A look of uncertainty crossed Sara’s face.
“Please.” Adam whispered with earnest need.
He watched her make up her mind. She rose up astride him and began to unbutton his shirt. The heat of her pussy scorched his cock through their jeans. His erection strained against her.
Sara knew what she wanted, as illogical as it was. She wanted him. She wanted to say, ‘fuck society standards. I want this man to be mine.’ She wanted to wake up with him every day. She wanted to watch movies with him every night. She wanted to curl up in his lap after a bad day. She wanted to be fucked by him on the regular. Why couldn’t she just take him? What would it hurt to try?
I could end up with my heart broken.
Yeah. So what. It would be worth it.
Maybe it would be.
Fuck it.
You only
live once!
She finished unbuttoning his shirt and spread it wide to reveal the curves and planes of his sculpted body. She bit her lip and sighed.
“I’ll take you.” She said and smiled deviously.
Adam’s eyes glinted with devilish delight.
Sara practically purred as she stroked his chest and abs. She bent over to kiss a path from his neck to his hard, beaded nipple. Playfully, she suckled it before licking her way to the other one, giving it the same attention. She nipped lightly at his nipple. She felt him jolt beneath her.
Sara suddenly sat up and said, “Get naked.”
While he struggled to free himself from his shirt, Sara leaned across him and opened the drawer to her bedside table to reveal her condoms and a few of her festive looking vibrating friends. Adam leaned with her to investigate.
She pushed him back down and scooted further down his legs to expose his jean covered erection. Sara rubbed her hand on the hot mound before unbuckling his belt. It was like knowing you were unwrapping your favorite toy on Christmas morning. She gleefully unzipped and pulled down his pants and underwear. His cock sprang free and she almost clapped her hands in excitement.
Sara bent over his impressive thickness and breathed softly onto him before pulling it into her mouth with her tongue. He bucked beneath her and moaned. She encircled his cock with her hand and let go of it with her mouth, only long enough to look him in the eye and spit on his dick to lubricate her hand movements. His green eyes sparked fire at her. She moved her fist up and down his cock. His shimmering eyes shut and his head fell back against the pillows.
His broad head filled her mouth completely. He sucked in his breath loudly and tensed under her. Sara reveled in her new found sexual power. She was a goddess weaving a spell around them. She had never experienced this level of decadent desire. She took him deeper into her mouth before suctioning the tip and releasing. He let out his held breath.
“Get your pants off. I need you inside me now!” Sara hastily removed her own shirt revealing a black lace demi cup bra. She left it on. She rolled to the side to kick off her shoes and remove her jeans and panties while Adam pulled off his pants just as quickly. She heard him rummage through her drawer.
Good boy , she thought.
Sara turned back to Adam and pushed him hard to return him to his back. He raised his eyebrow at her and laid back.
“I’ve been dreaming of riding you.” Sara said as she straddled him.
“Ride me, cowgirl.” Adam replied.
Sara reached her hand between them and grabbed his cock. She slowly enveloped him with her hot creamy sheath. When he filled her to the hilt she paused and looked down at him. His thumb rubbed her nipple through the lace of her bra.
“Damn. This feels so good.” Sara whispered. She ran her hands up his chest. His skin was heated steel. His muscles flexed under her touch. She slowly lifted herself, feeling every inch of his wide girth. She gave herself over to the throbbing pleasure between her legs. The pressure intensifying as she quickened the pace.
Adam placed his other hand right above where their bodies were joined creating a firmer landing pad for her clit to hit every time their bodies smacked together. She moaned and threw her head back, riding him with sheer abandon.
“Fuck! YES!” Sara yelled to the ceiling.
“Are you going to come for me?” Adam’s deep voice was low and strained.
“Yes!”
Sara’s heart was sputtering an erratic beat. She rode him hard, squeezing her muscles as she was bucked by him. The sparklers in her belly were burning white hot. She knew she was close. She closed her eyes and held her breath focusing on her climax. She stopped moving. Adam drove himself into her. She flexed all the muscles in and around her core. Her clit contracted and seconds passed in blissful suspension before it throbbed her release through her entire body. Adam had paused his thrusts to let her focus on her orgasm. When she melted down onto him, he grabbed her hips and thrust himself into her, pounding until he found his own release.
Sara felt like a rag doll draped onto his chest. The rise and fall of his chest under her face felt heavenly. They both remained silent, letting themselves drift back down to Earth.
Sara didn’t want to think about the words she had spoken earlier, ‘I think I’m falling in love with you.’ Had she really said that out loud? Yes. Those words had been spoken and there was no way to take it back. She contemplated what she could possibly say now.
Adam played with her hair. It cascaded over his belly and down his side. He relished the simple human enjoyment of the light touch from her soft hair on his skin. He ran his fingers through it, lifting a lock, twirling it and putting it back down.
‘I think I’m falling in love with you.’ He replayed those words. If he could break down her resistance, he knew she could love him.
But will she love you when she finds out about you? He asked himself.
That was the question that kept him up during the day. How could he possibly ever tell her his secret? It would sound insane to her. She would probably laugh. Think it was joke. She would definitely question his mental stability. He would have to prove it to her and then what? She’d be appalled.
He had worked through hundreds of scenarios over the past couple weeks. It wasn’t something he was going to tackle tonight but the thoughts remained close to the surface of his mind at all times.
“All my clothes survived this time.” Sara mumbled against his chest.
Adam chuckled, his chest bouncing her face up and down.
She rose up to look at him. Her hair wildly disheveled, fell forward becoming curtains on each side of their faces. The smell of her shampoo lingered in the air between them. Honeysuckle and something earthy he couldn’t put his finger on.
“What should we do now?” Sara asked.
“Whatever you want?” He replied.
She cocked her head to one side and click her tongue, “Ummm, I’m starving now.”
Adam smiled up at her while he let his hands roam around to her backside. He gave her a quick spank and said, “Worked up an appetite, huh?”
Chapter Twent y- Seven
“Cheers,” Sara said as she held up her hard cider bottle.
“Cheers,” Adam responded clinking his bottle of beer against hers.
They both took long drags and set them down at the same time. The table was covered with take out that had just been delivered. They had plated up and now it was time to dig in.
“I can’t wait for you to try these. They are the best tacos in town and I’ve done the leg work.” Sara picked up her delicious looking street taco and sank her teeth into it. She chewed while making appreciative noises.
Adam followed suit and after a couple chews gave her the look . You know the look where the food was so good it just blew your mind.
“Right?!” Sara exclaimed after she swallowed.
Adam nodded agreement and continued chewing.
They enjoyed their tacos in silent reverence. Sara couldn’t stop looking at him. He was beautiful. His sharp jaw flexing with each bite. Tacos and a sexy man after having mind-blowing sex. She was riding high.
I won the lottery , she thought nodding her head.
“What has you grinning?” Adam said shaking his head.
“I was just counting my blessings this evening.” She replied.
“Me too. Great sex, beautiful woman, tacos and beer.” Adam said raising his bottle. “I couldn’t ask for anything more.”
“You read my mind!” Sara laughed.
“What are you doing for New Year’s?” Adam asked.
Sara was caught off guard. Even though they were enjoying each other, she didn’t expect he would want to spend New Year’s with her. She had secretly wished for it, but she hadn’t wanted to put him on the spot. She still didn’t understand how or why he would want to spend important holidays with her. Kissing him at midnight danced though her mind. She felt her whole body sigh.
“It’s
okay if you’ve already got plans. No pressure.” Adam tried to backtrack.
“No, it’s not that. I am just surprised,” Sara responded peeling the label on her bottle nervously.
“Surprised at what?”
“Surprised that you would want to, I guess. I have barely processed the fact that you seem to want to hang out with me at all.”
Sara looked away embarrassed. She had told herself she wouldn’t bring up the disparity in their age tonight.
As if that’s the only disparity, Sara thought and frowned.
Nothing booze won’t help me forget.
She raised her bottle to her lips.
“Sara, will you be my girlfriend and kiss me at midnight on New Year’s Eve?”
“What?!” Sara choked on her cider.
Adam waited silently for her to recover.
“Are you serious?” She said as soon as her airway and mental capacity had cleared.
“Dead.” Adam replied.
Sara looked at him. He was masculinity and youth. His virility permeated the air around him. His size and presence in the room overwhelmed her for a moment. She leaned back in her chair, her breath wooshed out of her.
“I don’t know what to say,” Sara began.
He stayed silent and still.
“Why? Tell me why you want me? I don’t understand. I’ve been going along with this because I’m the one that benefits the most from being with you. You are in the prime of your life. I’m not. I’m just taking advantage of your interest while I have it, but I can’t imagine that I will have it long.”
“I do look twenty-four, that’s true. I can’t help that, but that’s not who I am. I’m just a man, who has been living a lonely life lately. I grew up in a warm and loving home. Honestly, I’ve been adrift. You came into my life like a beacon of light. You live a life of joy and laughter. You’re a beautiful woman. Yes, I’m well aware you’re thirty-nine. That’s not the definition of who you are either.” Adam took her hand in his and repeated. “Will you be my girlfriend and kiss me at midnight on New Year’s Eve?”
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