Tamed

by K. A. Robinson

  Before I had a chance to look around further, Adam grabbed me and pushed me up against the wall. I sucked in a surprised breath as his lips crushed mine. I moaned as every part of my body came alive.

  I’d imagined Adam’s kiss a thousand times, but I’d never once done him justice. The power, the sheer force of his kiss, stopped me in my tracks. I tasted cigarettes along with a hint of beer on his breath. On anyone else, the taste would have been revolting. On him, it only added to his appeal. I tasted raw need as our tongues tangled together.

  He pulled away briefly, his expression turning serious. “No expectations?”

  “No expectations,” I mumbled.

  “Just wanted to make sure that we were both on the same page.”

  He shoved his body closer against mine. His hard length pressed against me, and any rational thought about what we were going to do left me. I wrapped my arms around his neck, my nails digging into his back. He grabbed one of my legs and lifted it to wrap around his waist. I wrapped my other leg around him without a second thought. His hands slipped under my short skirt and cupped my ass as he pulled us away from the door. I kissed him deeply as he carried me through his apartment. When we reached his bedroom, he dropped me down onto the bed. His hands found my top and pulled it over my head before I could blink.

  I stared up at him, wearing only my short skirt, ripped stockings, and a black lacy bra. I thought about covering myself, but the look in his eyes stopped me. Raw hunger. He wanted me more than I had realized.

  “Fuckin’ hell, woman. You’re sitting there like a fucking dream.” His eyes scanned my body.

  I stood and gripped the bottom of his shirt. I lifted it up inch by inch until the hard planes of his chest and stomach were revealed to me. He grabbed the shirt from my hands and pulled it over his head. He tossed it across the room before his hands moved to his pants. I watched with rapt attention as he unzipped them and shoved them over his hips. They dropped to the floor, and he kicked them aside.

  My eyes trailed downward, taking in every dip and plane of his body. He was still wearing a pair of black boxers, and his hard cock was barely contained by the thin fabric. I reached out and ran my fingers along the skin above his boxers. He shivered, a look of longing crossing his face. I gripped the fabric and slowly pulled it down.

  His erection sprang free, jutting from his body. I raised an eyebrow, impressed with his size. Next to him, Chad and Alex looked like little boys. I hoped he would be gentle at first, or sex with him would hurt like a bitch. I swallowed roughly as I stared at it. I reached out and ran my fingertips across the smooth skin. He shuddered, his hands balling up into tight fists.

  “Suck me,” he commanded, his voice rough, as he fought for control.

  I sank down onto my knees in front of him, a smile creeping onto my face from the mere thought of tasting him. I grasped him, my hand sliding up and down his shaft. He groaned and thrust his hips forward. I leaned forward, and his breath caught as I took him into my mouth. I closed my eyes as the tip of his cock touched the back of my throat. I sucked as I slowly slid him back out until only his tip was still in my mouth. I rolled my tongue over the tip, tasting his pre-cum. It only spurred on my need for him. I started moving my mouth back and forth as I reached up and grabbed him. I squeezed tightly, causing him to thrust his hips forward. His fingers found my hair and pulled roughly. Instead of pain, it only brought me pleasure.

  His hips started moving as he fucked my mouth. That alone was enough to wet my panties with need. I opened my eyes and glanced up at him. His eyes were shut, and his chin was resting on his chest as he let me devour him. Lines creased his forehead as he focused on what my mouth and hand were doing to him.

  God, he’s beautiful.

  Suddenly, he pulled away. I shrieked in surprise when he grabbed me and pulled me until I was standing in front of him. His fingers found the zipper on my skirt. Without a word, he unzipped it and shoved it down my legs.

  “I hope you have more of these,” he mumbled before grabbing the thin scrap of lace that I was passing off for underwear.

  My eyes widened as he ripped them away from my body and dropped them onto the floor. I reached back and undid the clasps on my bra. I pulled it free and dropped it on the floor next to my skirt.

  “I’m going to fuck you hard,” Adam said as he picked me up and dropped me onto the bed.

  He opened the drawer in his nightstand and pulled out a condom. He ripped it open and slid it over his shaft.

  “If I don’t fuck you in the next five seconds, I’m going to lose my fucking mind.” He looked down at me. “Roll onto your stomach.”

  I did as he’d said, conscious of the fact that he would have a perfect view of my ass. I jerked in surprise when his hands wrapped around my waist and lifted me up. He pulled me back to the end of the bed. I closed my eyes when I felt the tip of his cock touch my entrance.

  “Hope you’re ready for me, baby. I wanted this to last, but I can’t wait any longer.”

  He pressed forward and entered me in one swift move. My hands balled up into fists as he filled me. While it didn’t hurt as I’d feared, my body felt overly full. I felt my internal muscles stretching, desperate to accommodate his size.

  He groaned and stilled, giving me time to get used to him. “You’re tight, babe.”

  I nodded, unsure of whether he saw me or not. I didn’t really care. All I wanted was for him to fuck me.

  He pulled back and thrust into me again. “Fuck yes.”

  I closed my eyes as he began to pound into me from behind. He was rough, rougher than I’d ever experienced, but he wasn’t hurting me. Instead, I felt my body come alive. As he pushed into me, I shoved my hips back, desperate for him to go deeper. I winced in pain when he went too far, but the pain sent a jolt of ecstasy through my system. The pain mixed with pleasure was almost unbearable in the sweetest way.

  My breath came out in gasps as pure need took over. He increased his tempo until I felt myself moving forward on the bed. He grabbed my hips and pulled me back against him.

  “You’re fucking perfect,” Adam said, his voice a low growl.

  “Faster,” I gasped out.

  “Anything you want, babe.”

  He pumped into me, both of us moaning in unison. Sex with him was better than I could have ever imagined. My body hummed as I felt myself building. I was on the brink of orgasm when he released my hips. His fingers found my clit. He flicked it, and I shouted his name as my body shuddered. My orgasm took over, and I dropped my head onto the bed as wave after wave of pleasure engulfed me. I heard him grunt as he came. He ground his hips against my ass as he released.

  When he pulled out, I almost begged him not to. I suddenly felt empty, almost hollow without him. He kissed my shoulder before moving away. I rolled onto my back and watched as he pulled the condom off and tossed it into the trash next to the bed.

  He dropped down onto the bed next to me, still naked. My eyes trailed down his body. I was still unable to believe that after all these months, I’d finally had him. Unfortunately, my hopes of fucking him and forgetting him were destroyed. I knew once wouldn’t be enough. Already, my body was craving him again.

  “That was awesome,” I said, my voice breaking the sudden silence of his bedroom.

  He chuckled. “Did you expect anything else?”

  I shook my head. “I had no idea.”

  He shoved me, his hand lingering on my hip. “Asshole.”

  I laughed. “I don’t want to inflate your ego any more than it already is.”

  He rolled over so that he was facing me. “You’re crushing my ego more than anything else right now.”

  “Somehow, I think you’ll survive.”

  He grinned. “I had more planned, but then you started sucking me with that mouth of yours, and I couldn’t hold back. I wanted a taste of you, too.”

  “Too bad you’re a one-time deal,” I said quietly.

  He frowned. “What makes you think I’m a one-ti
me-only kind of guy?”

  I shrugged, pretending not to care. “I’ve never seen you with the same woman twice.”

  He paused, an almost thoughtful look on his face. “Normally, I’m not, but I’m not quite finished with you yet.”

  “What if I’m finished with you?” I asked.

  He nuzzled my neck, his breath tickling my skin as he spoke, “Then, I’ll just have to change your mind.”

  I sat up and rested my back against the headboard. “What do you have in mind?”

  He sat up, too. “I think we could go a few more rounds tonight at least.”

  I grinned. “You sure you’re up to that?”

  “Never doubt my ability to fuck you multiple times.”

  “Wouldn’t dream of it,” I said just before he leaned over to kiss me.

  Over the next few hours, he proved just how many times he could fuck me, and I loved every minute of it.

  By the time morning rolled around, I was exhausted. Adam had proven just how insatiable he was when it came to sex.

  “I need sleep,” I mumbled as he pulled the covers up over us.

  “Then, sleep,” he said.

  I glanced at the clock on the nightstand. My eyes widened when I realized it was almost seven in the morning. “I need to head back to my dorm.”

  “Why? You got plans?”

  I shook my head. “No, but I think I’ve overstayed my welcome.”

  He wrapped his arm around me. “Shut up, and sleep, woman. I’m exhausted.”

  “Can’t imagine why,” I mumbled.

  “Hush.”

  “You sure this is okay?”

  He sighed. “What are you talking about?”

  “The whole no-expectations thing. Cuddling and sleeping in together is more than just sex.”

  He rolled his eyes. “I usually fuck a chick and then kick her ass out my door. You spent the entire night with me, which is more than anyone gets. I doubt if sleeping for a few hours is going to cause any confusion. Now, sleep.”

  I slept.

  When I opened my eyes, the clock said it was after four. I glanced out the one window in his room. It was daylight out. Thank God. I slowly moved Adam’s arm off me and climbed from the bed. I was in desperate need of the bathroom before my bladder exploded.

  I slipped from the room and walked to the bathroom. It was directly across the hall from his bedroom. After relieving myself, I washed my hands and glanced in the mirror. I barely recognized myself. My hair was sticking out everywhere. I ran my fingers through it, trying to tame it. I knew it was a lost cause. I splashed water on my face and scrubbed, trying to get rid of the black smudges of my makeup.

  Once I passed for kind of presentable, I snuck back into his bedroom and picked my skirt up off the floor. I looked longingly at my destroyed underwear as I pulled my skirt over my hips. I put my bra on before hunting for my top. I spotted it on the floor a few feet away from the bed and picked it up before slipping it over my head.

  When I glanced back at the bed, Adam was watching me.

  “Hey,” I said quietly. “Didn’t mean to wake you.”

  He stretched, the blanket falling to his waist. “No biggie.”

  I shifted my weight from foot to foot. “I’m just going to go.” This is awkward as fuck.

  “All right. I’ll see you later then. Thanks for last night, Amber. Best night I’ve had in a long time.”

  I gave him one last smile before walking to the front of his apartment, picking up my shoes as I went. They must have fallen off last night when he’d carried me back to his bedroom.

  “Hey,” Adam called from behind me.

  I turned to see him standing in the hallway outside his bedroom. My eyes scanned his naked form without an ounce of regret. I’d never see him like this again. My one night of glory was up. As soon as I walked out of this apartment, I’d become a distant memory.

  “Yeah?”

  “How are you getting home?”

  “I’m going to call Chloe to see if she can pick me up. If not, I’ll walk.”

  “I can take you home if you need me to. Just let me get dressed.”

  “You don’t have to do that,” I mumbled, but he’d already disappeared back into his bedroom.

  I sighed. Adam was nothing like I’d expected. I’d watched him for months, but it hadn’t prepared me at all. I’d thought he was easy to figure out. I’d seen him act like a typical playboy, never once showing any real kindness to the women surrounding him. Being with him one-on-one was an eye-opener. While he was still rough around the edges, I’d seen a more compassionate side to him. I wasn’t sure if that made my need for him worse or not.

  I knew one thing. I was sad to leave him. That bothered me more than I was willing to admit. This was supposed to be simple—fuck him and leave him. It was supposed to be even easier than my deal with Alex, but it wasn’t.

  I sucked in a sharp breath when it hit me. I had a crush on Adam.

  No, no, no, no!

  Feelings weren’t a part of this. They had no place here. Yet, once the realization had hit me, I knew it was true. I felt more than just lust for Adam.

  “Ready?” Adam asked.

  I jumped when I heard his voice. He was standing a few feet away, giving me a quizzical look. I hadn’t even noticed him coming out of his bedroom or walking down the hallway.

  “Yeah, sure,” I said. My voice sounded almost hysterical to my ears, but if he’d noticed, he didn’t say anything.

  “Let’s go then.” Adam grabbed his keys off the hook next to the door.

  I followed him out of his apartment and down to where his car was parked. We climbed in, and he shoved his keys into the ignition. I jumped again when it started, the deep rumbling causing my bones to vibrate.

  Adam glanced in his mirror before pulling out. I kept my eyes straight ahead, terrified to look at him. If he knew what I was thinking, he’d stop the car and dump me out on my ass. He’d never speak to me again, and I wouldn’t blame him. We had an agreement, and I wasn’t following it.

  No expectations. That was supposed to be a simple rule to follow. How had I fucked it up so easily? Why hadn’t I realized that my interest in him was something more than I’d expected? I was so stupid. Getting attached to someone like Adam was emotional suicide. He didn’t do relationships or feelings. I was sure I knew the fate of anyone who had tried since he never once mentioned ever having a girlfriend over the past few months.

  “I don’t think I’ve ever heard you this quiet,” Adam mumbled as we drove through Morgantown.

  I glanced over at him. “What?”

  “You’re quiet. That isn’t normal.”

  “How do you know what my normal is? You don’t even know me,” I pointed out.

  “You’ve been to every show since Chloe started bringing you around. I’ve sat at the same table as you. You talk constantly.”

  “I didn’t even think you noticed me before last night.”

  “I’ve watched you since that first night. As soon as I walked onstage, I saw you. I couldn’t seem to keep away even if I didn’t talk to you.” His fingers tightened around the steering wheel as if what he’d just said took a lot of physical effort on his part.

  “Then, why didn’t you talk to me?” I asked softly.

  “Because you were off-limits. I told you before, I don’t fuck my friends’ friends. It always ends badly.”

  “It didn’t end badly with us,” I joked.

  He shrugged. “Not yet.”

  “I’m not going to start acting clingy. I’m not that type of girl.” I had no intention of trying to force myself onto Adam, no matter how badly I wanted him. I wasn’t that pathetic.

  He glanced over at me. “I realize that now. I just don’t want shit to be awkward.”

  I laughed. “It won’t be, I promise. I’m still going to hang around with you guys, but as far as I’m concerned, last night never happened. I don’t want an awkward situation any more than you do.”

 
He was quiet for a moment. “You know, I think you’re damn near perfect, Amber. We might even end up being friends.”

  “Maybe,” I said as we pulled up outside my dorm. “Well, thanks for the ride.”

  “Which one?” he asked, a wicked grin on his face.

  “All of them,” I said as I opened the car door and stepped out.

  “I’ll see you around,” Adam said just before I shut the door.

  I waved at him before turning and walking toward the entrance to my dorm. It took everything in me not to turn around to look at him one last time. Once I was inside, I caved and peeked over my shoulder. His car was still idling outside. His eyes locked with mine for a split second before he looked away and hit the gas. His tires squealed as he disappeared around the corner.

  I stared out the door for a moment longer before turning and heading for my room. Once inside, I took a deep breath to settle my nerves. As I grabbed my bathroom bag and a change of clothes from my closet, I promised myself that I wouldn’t spend another moment thinking about Adam. He was unattainable, and I knew that. It would do me no good to think about him. We had spent the night together, and that was the end of it. It was no different from my nights with Alex.

  I could forget about Adam. I had to.

  After tossing and turning for most of the night, I climbed out of bed at the ass-crack of dawn. I’d never been a morning person. The worst part was that I was up early on a weekend. That should be illegal in all fifty states.

  I pulled my hair up into a messy bun and pulled on a pair of jeans and a long-sleeved T-shirt. I decided to go without makeup. For me, that was the equivalent of someone walking around in public wearing only underwear.

  I debated on texting Chloe to see if she wanted to go out for breakfast, but I decided not to. It was still early, and I didn’t want to bug her if she was with Logan. I frowned. Once again, I was stepping away from my friends, so they could have a relationship, and I knew it would only get worse if things continued to progress with them. I almost wished things would go back to the way they used to be. I hated myself for even thinking that way. Chloe and Logan were my best friends. They deserved happiness, especially with each other.