The Body

by Arabella Abbing

  She slowly turned around, nodding her head in agreement. “There isn’t even a closet. How the hell is this considered a bedroom?”

  “It isn’t—at least not in my opinion. But I think it’d make an excellent home office. Don’t you?”

  For a split second, I was worried that she wasn’t going to catch on to my vague comment. But as always, the pieces slapped together in record time in my girl’s head and her jaw dropped in surprise before snapping shut again.

  “What would you need a home office for?” she asked quietly, like she was afraid of taking my insinuation the wrong way.

  “I wouldn’t,” I replied, strolling up to her and cupping her face with both hands. When her eyes lowered, I tilted her head back and forced her to look up at me. “But I thought you might find a use for one.”

  “You-You’re giving me a room in your house?”

  “No, you silly girl,” I said with a chuckle, shaking my head a little as she still refused to acknowledge what she damn well knew I was offering. “I’m offering you an office in our house.”

  “You’re asking me to move in with you?” she asked after a long pause, her eyes wide and glassy with unshed tears.

  “Yes.”

  “But... why?”

  This was it. I’d been contemplating the right moment to tell her how I felt about her for the past week and in that moment, I knew there wasn’t ever going to be a better one than this.

  “Because this is way too much space for one person. Because it wouldn’t be a home without you. Because I’m in love with you. Take your pick.”

  “You... Wait, what?”

  I laughed at her incredulous expression, taking a brief moment to get myself together before I whispered, “I love—”

  She cut me off by throwing her arms around my neck and kissing me like she was worried that I was going to disappear any second. I lifted her from the floor with ease and brought her up to my height to avoid craning my neck and kissed her back with just as much passion.

  When we both had to break for air, she opened her eyes and breathlessly panted, “I love you, too.”

  “Does that mean you’ll move in with me?”

  “Hell, yes!”

  It was my turn to smash my lips against hers and I truly hoped she could feel just how elated she made me by not only accepting my offer but returning my feelings as well.

  Never before had a kiss felt so fucking perfect.

  Brianna slowed down the movement of her lips against mine and I pulled back with a frown, a question on my lips that she cut off with a finger.

  “Adam?”

  Considering she still had my lips covered, I merely raised an eyebrow in response.

  “I know you said this is the best part of your house, but I still think your bedroom will beat it.”

  She pulled her finger away and I smoothly drawled, “Is that so?”

  “Mm-hmm,” she murmured, brushing her lips softly against mine in the briefest ghost of a touch. “So why don’t you take me to bed?”

  “As you wish.”

  Chapter Thirty

  Brianna

  What happened next was like something out of a fairytale.

  Adam slowly lowered me to the floor only to pick me right back up bridal-style, then he carried me out of my future home office and down the hall to his bedroom. I was still reeling from both from his admission of love and from being asked to move in with him, so what I saw when I reached down to open the door for him just shocked me all the more.

  He crossed the threshold and let me down, allowing me to slowly turn around and take in the sight of the candles he’d lit around the room. The furniture in the room was pretty sparse so there weren’t very many of them, but he’d still gone out of his way to make it special.

  “When did you do this?” I asked as I approached the set of candles on his dresser and inspected the amount of wax that had pooled at the top. It was obvious that they hadn’t been burning for long.

  “My last bathroom break,” he replied, shoving his hands into his pockets and offering me an almost shy shrug. “Too much?”

  “Not at all. It’s just... surprisingly romantic.”

  “Hey, I’m romantic,” he argued, frowning at the insinuation. “Or I can be.”

  I snorted and rolled my eyes, shaking my head as I said, “It’s not a complaint, Adam. It’s just not you.”

  He sighed in resignation and said, “Fine. No, I’m not really romantic. But when I am...”

  “You go big,” I finished for him. “I got that.”

  He chuckled and pulled his hands out of his pockets to rest them on my hips, giving me a curious look as he asked, “That okay with you?”

  “Fits me perfectly,” I assured him with a nod.

  When an arrogant grin appeared on his face, I knew I chose the wrong words.

  “I know something else that fits you perfectly,” he murmured, his grin widening as he hastily pulled my shirt over my head and snapped open the clasp of my bra a second later. “Shall I demonstrate?”

  “Yes, please,” I breathed out as he roughly tweaked my nipples.

  “Good girl.”

  It was the only response I got before I was lifted into the air again and tossed onto his mattress, giggling when I bounced up and down. The sound cut off as he crawled up the bed, gazing at me like prey caught in his trap.

  “These have to come off if I’m going to give you a proper demonstration,” he said as he tugged at the waistband of my jeans.

  I immediately unbuttoned them and yanked down the zipper, lifting my hips so he could pull them off easily. He paused once the fabric got just below my hips, his eyebrows raising in surprise.

  “No panties?”

  “Are you really that surprised?” I asked, raising an incredulous eyebrow at him in return. “Your bed was delivered today, Adam. I damn well knew how this night was going to go.”

  “Bet you didn’t know everything,” he said pointedly, smiling as he finished removing my pants then spread my legs apart so he could drape his body over mine. He cupped my cheeks in his hands, his eyes roaming over my face as he said, “I love you, sweetheart.”

  Despite my general distaste for romance, I realized my eyes were beginning to get the itch behind them that could only mean one thing—tears.

  In the hopes of avoiding an awkward and over-emotional moment, I lifted my head to kiss Adam until the sensation behind my eyes disappeared. His eyes were glazed over with lust when I finally pulled back and parroted his words back to him.

  As if he could sense that I needed him right then, he pushed himself up on his knees and reached behind his neck to grip his collar, tugging the shirt over his head in that weird, but totally sexy move only men could pull off.

  This time, I managed to keep my hands off his body, instead deciding to run them up my own stomach until I reached my breasts, smirking at the look on his face as I tweaked my nipples.

  I wasn’t in the mood for teasing tonight and I was thankful that he didn’t seem to be either. Adam unbuckled his belt and pulled it through the loops, tossing it off the bed with a loud clank. I closed my eyes and softly moaned while I continued to lazily touch myself, almost chuckling when I heard him curse under his breath as he fought to get his pants off.

  Once the bed stopped shifting and he was as naked as I was, there was no further preamble. He gripped my hips and lifted me up, the head of his giant cock immediately finding my entrance and forcing its way inside. Our matching groans seemed to echo in the nearly empty room as he stretched me open, the sounds breaking off to breathless sighs of satisfaction once he was fully seated.

  “I ever tell you...” he whispered before he slowly pulled out and forcefully slammed back in. “That you’ve got the tightest pussy I’ve ever felt?”

  “Yes,” I moaned, reaching my hands out to twist in the bedsheets as he wasted no time building a quick rhythm. “Keep going. Keep talking.”

  “It’s so fucking good,” he panted as
his hips pumped faster. “Being inside you feels like coming home.”

  Speaking of coming, I was amazed by how fast he managed to find that spot deep inside me that brought my orgasm closer with every thrust. We’d skipped foreplay altogether, but I was still so easily brought to the edge by him.

  I figured that was the reason Adam picked this particular position, though. While it lacked some of the intimacy I was pretty sure he was aiming for, he knew it got me off in record time.

  “Love this so much,” he grunted as his thrusts increased in intensity and his grip tightened on my hips. “Love you so much.”

  “Don’t stop!” I screamed as he hit exactly where I needed him to. “God! Please don’t stop.”

  “Never, baby. You’re the only woman I’ll ever fuck again and I’m never gonna stop making you scream my name.”

  My mouth dropped open as the seriousness of how he felt for me really hit home. He had spoken the words, invited me in... but it wasn’t until he pointed out that I’d be his only lover that it finally sunk in.

  This was real.

  This was forever.

  I screamed his name as the first wave of pleasure hit, shaking like a leaf beneath him while he pinned my hips to the bed and buried his cock deep inside, grinding his pubic bone against my clit to prolong my orgasm.

  He’d made me come countless times before but I’d never felt anything as good as this one. He continued the motion long after the initial waves of bliss turned into mind-blowing aftershocks, softly murmuring how much he loved me and how beautiful I was as I nearly cried from a combination of the physical sensations and the emotions running through me.

  Adam brought me back to reality with a breathless chuckle before he said, “Jesus. I hope that felt as good for you as it did for me.”

  I frowned, not quite catching on to his meaning. “Did you—”

  “Not yet. I just meant how it felt around my cock. You clamped down so hard I don’t think I could’ve pulled out if I tried.”

  It was my turn to chuckle. “I might have to change my opinion on romance if that’s how it’s gonna be from now on. Fuck.”

  Adam eased his body down to mine and pressed our sweat-soaked chests together as he gently rolled his hips.

  “And we aren’t done yet,” he whispered before softly covering my lips with his own. Adam’s slow rocking motions thankfully weren’t enough to overstimulate me more, instead making me sigh and moan softly as he purposely dragged out our coupling. He propped himself on his forearms and pried my hands from the sheets, entwining our fingers together and smiling when our gazes collided.

  We stayed exactly like that—with Adam staring into my eyes and gently rocking into me—until I heatedly whispered that I was getting close again. The pressure that built was a slow burn in comparison to the earlier sensation of bursting into flames all at once, but it was no less intense.

  Adam reluctantly let go of my hands, pushing himself up slightly with one hand while the other rested alongside my neck, his thumb caresses my pulse point as he sped up the lazy roll of his hips to something more fierce. I choked back a groan when I felt him rubbing my clit at the perfect angle again, squirming in an effort to get more of the delicious friction.

  “I’m gonna come,” Adam breathlessly warned, his face crumbling with a mixture of pleasure and desperation. “Brianna, I can’t—oh. Fuck!”

  Just as I opened my mouth to tell him I was close, his thumb moved from my pulse point and his whole hand encircled my neck. He didn’t squeeze at all—just held me in place while his frantic grunts turned into agonized groans as he pounded hard into me. The scorching look he gave me right before his eyes slammed shut and he growled with release was all I needed to push me over the edge right along with him.

  As my walls rhythmically clenched down and milked his cock, his growls tapered off to soft moans. He shifted inside me, the jerky thrust making me shiver with pleasure. When we both came down from the high of orgasm, his hand slid from the front of my neck to the back, resting there while he leaned his forehead against mine.

  “I’ll never get enough of that. Never get enough of you,” he murmured with a small smile.

  “The feeling is definitely mutual,” I whispered, tilting my chin to move my lips against his as I said, “I love you.”

  Adam let out a pleased hum and pressed his lips softly to mine. Despite the lazy, gentle pace of our kiss, I still felt his cock twitching with interest inside of me. Adam must have felt himself hardening again as well because he ended the kiss with a chuckle.

  “I’d offer another round, but I’m beat.”

  “Thank god,” I said, whimpering when I felt him sliding out of me. “I don’t know if I could handle more just yet.”

  “What about after a nap?” he asked as he laid down and reached over to tug me into his arms.

  I snuggled into him and laughed. “Because that always turns out well for us.”

  Adam stared up at the ceiling for a long moment, considering my words before he shrugged one shoulder.

  “True. Guess we’ll just have to go again in the morning.”

  I propped my chin on his chest, gazing up at him with a raised eyebrow.

  “So you’re not gonna sneak out with nothing more than a kiss on my forehead this time?”

  His eyebrows raised high in surprise. “You were awake.”

  “Mm-hm. I just didn’t want to make things awkward.”

  He turned on his side and gathered me fully in his embrace, both arms wrapped around my back and effectively trapping me against him. He stared seriously into my eyes and slowly shook his head.

  “Not gonna leave you, sweetheart. Never again,” he swore before kissing both of my eyelids. “Now sleep. We’ve got all the time in the world for more earth-moving sex.”

  We both chuckled, though I couldn’t help but think about the fact that his training camp started back in only a few short weeks. We still hadn’t fully worked out the details about what we were going to do when the time came for him to go back to work, but as he tightened his hold on me, his promise from the funeral came back to mind.

  We would always find a way to make it work. Because just as he swore never to leave me, I swore never to let him walk away.

  After all, this was forever. I’d never been more sure about anything in my entire life.

  When sleep finally came, I dreamed about Adam and I attending our ten-year high school reunion with bands on our ring fingers and Adam proudly showing off photos of our family to our former classmates. It felt more like a premonition than a dream and I smiled throughout the night and well into the next morning.

  * * *

  THE END

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