Dangerous In Love

by Alexa Davis

  Tuesday

  My heart was fluttering madly while Adam kissed me. I sucked lightly on his bottom lip and threw my arms around his neck to support my weight as he carried me. Our bodies pressed against each other, and I knew he could feel the heavy breathing of my want and desire for him.

  He paused in the hallway, pressing me back against the wall, and I could feel the bulge of his erection through the fabric of his pants. He rocked his hips against me lightly, and I groaned with hedonistic pleasure. “Ahh! Are you just going to tease me, or is this really going to happen?” I asked him.

  “That depends on you. Do you want this?”

  I nodded, planting sloppy wet kisses down his neck and pressed my body up against him harder. Oh God, yes! I need him to be inside of me.

  I was in love with him.

  He cupped my cheek in his hand and leaned forward, kissing me firmly and without remorse. Our lips moved together effortlessly, languidly, and I was surprised to find his tongue already waiting for me.

  All my nerves were alight with the thrill of being near to him again. There was no rush this time; we were both testing the waters and enjoying the languished feel of the others’ body. When we finally made it to the bedroom, he gently laid me back against the mattress and kissed me. Slowly, cautiously, his fingers drifted to the hem of my shirt and gently brushed against my skin. He looked at me for confirmation, and I nodded.

  He bit his lip and slowly began lifting the fabric over my head, revealing the lacy bra and curvaceous bosom underneath.

  “Oh, fuck,” Adam groaned as his eyes grew wide at the sight of me. I smiled at his reaction and leaned back against my elbows, beckoning him to come for me.

  A wolfish grin spread across his face, and he leaned forward to kiss between the mounds of cleavage. It was painfully slow and erotic, with each kiss being laid with reverence. As his lips grazed across my skin, it raised goosebumps, and I let out an elated gasp. “Ahh! Adam, please…don’t stop!”

  One of his hands slid down across my side, teasing the curves of my body and caressing the sensitive flesh that had gone too long without his touch. The fingers splayed across the side of my breast, moving downward until they swept longingly across my hipbone. All the while, he licked and kissed every inch of my heaving breast.

  I arched my back against the feel of him touching me and sighed. He met the rising of my chest by kissing through the lacy fabric and groaned out huskily, “God, Vanessa. I need you so bad.”

  When I didn’t respond, his hands went to work lifting the material of my bra to expose the creamy mounds of flesh. His eyes were dark as he looked back at me and came down to place one of the soft pink tips inside his mouth. The warm, wet tug of his lips and tongue elated a powerful burst of hormones and I bit my lip to keep from screaming.

  “Fuck!”

  He sucked on the tender flesh and swirled his tongue around my nipple, while using his other hand to squeeze the other mound of flesh of the other side, kneading the skin with his fingers. His firm grip was exactly what I wanted, what I needed, but it still wasn’t enough.

  I threw my head back against the mattress and gasped from the incredible way he could make me feel. When Adam disappeared for a moment, I glanced up at to room confused as to why he had left my body. I saw that he stood in front of me, removing his shirt and then tossing it carelessly on the floor.

  My eyes grazed over his muscled chest and tan skin, all the way down to the signature v above his hipbones. Adam saw me looking at him and smiled, coming back to me again and kissing me gently on the lips. “Please, don’t leave me again,” he whispered.

  I exhaled a laugh and said, “Never.”

  As he climbed on the mattress between my knees, Adam’s hands slipped around my waist and found the clasp on the back of my bra. I help him remove it easily and slid the strap of it down my shoulder and threw it on the floor.

  “You are so beautiful,” he murmured in between kisses. “So…so…beautiful.”

  As he trailed kisses down my neck and across my ribcage, his hands were intertwined with mine and holding me down against the mattress. Each sigh and gasp that escaped my lips just encouraged him to go even further, until his lips were down by the hem of my panties.

  He knelt between my legs, gazing up at me with love and wonder while planting kisses softly on the fabric. Adam hooked his thumbs underneath the fabric and slowly guided them down across my thighs. The material had barely touched the floor before his lips and tongue were back, sweeping their way across the folds. He licked them slow and deep, like waiting for a rose to bloom and open itself for him.

  My body was on fire, squirming at the delightful release of endorphins and his hands sliding warm across my thighs. When I thought I couldn’t take more, he slipped a finger inside and massaged me gently with his knuckle.

  The cluster of nerves was positioned right beneath my g-spot and sent me careening down another wave of ecstasy. A thin sheen of sweat broke out across my body as my limbs and muscles quivered from his touch.

  I clawed at the bedsheets and arched my back to ride the orgasm I knew was coming.

  “Adam, Fuck!”

  When he had finished, I sat up on the bed and pulled him toward me, undoing the zipper of his pants. He hissed with longing as I wrapped my hands around his cock and released it from his trousers. Tenderly, I stroked my hand across his rock-hard erection and licked my lips, looking up at him for permission. “Ugh, Vanessa!”

  I pumped it a few times, sliding my fingers back and forth down the length of it and squirming excitedly. Adam threw his head back and groaned from the loving touch, and when I finished, he looked down at me with primal hunger in his gaze.

  He leaned forward and kissed me deeply on the lips. His hands cradled my face and wove his fingers back into my hair. Our bodies naturally edged their way back onto the mattress, and he positioned himself at my entrance. He entered me by rocking his hips against mine, and I exploded with a burst of pleasure.

  “Oh God, yes! Ugh, please… I need more.”

  He thrust into me once again, laying us back against the mattress and leaning over me. I bucked my hips against him and tried to increase the friction of his body against mine. He chuckled, weaving his fingers in between mine and picking up the tempo while kissing me deeply. With his lips and tongue on my mouth and his cock inside me, I was at his mercy, subjecting myself to him and letting his body fill me up completely.

  Our tongues ravished each other, locked in a passionate war for dominance. My eyes were closed, and I thrust my hips against him to let him know I needed more.

  “Harder,” I breathed out raggedly when he finally let me up for air. “I need more.”

  “Oh, fuck. You want it harder?” he asked me coyly. “I can do that for you.”

  While I was laying my back, he hitched my leg up and brought it high above his shoulder, leaning into the grinding harder than before. The new angle brought a completely different sensation and deepened the connection.

  “Ugh, it’s so good!” I told him.

  “Mmm, you like that?”

  I nodded breathlessly, closing my eyes as he plowed into me again and again. I rode the waves of pleasure with my eyes closed, panting and grasping desperately at the bed sheets. “Yeah, that’s how I like it.”

  He kissed the side of my leg that he was holding and gently brought it back on the mattress. Soon after, one of his hands reached down to roll a finger across the delicate pearl nestled deep within my folds. “AHH!”

  Adam fucked and touched, every inch of skin that he could find and I was near delirious with the blinding orgasm I was having. His fingers tugged and rolled in a circle around the tender nub and nearly came completely undone right then. I continued raising my hips and rolling them against him with a feverish passion. Adam groaned and lowered his body on top of me to wrap his arms around my waist. We didn’t kiss, but he picked up the pace and began thrusting hard and fast into my dripping core.

  I cou
ld feel my climax coming and urged him to continue. “Ugh, Adam you’re going to make me come!”

  He moaned approvingly but didn’t stop. “Yes, cum for me, baby. I need you to.”

  As soon as the words escaped his mouth, my release exploded like fireworks inside my brain. I clutched his back tightly, digging my nails into his skin, and cried out, “Adam!”

  Moments later, he released an orgasm as well, shaking lightly from the exertion. He fell to the mattress beside me with a satisfied groan, and we laid there for a second to catch our breath before speaking. When I was rested, I rolled over to my side and kissed him. “I love you.”

  He smiled, kissing me back against the lips and said, “Oh good, because I really love you, too.”

  I giggled, grabbing one of the pillows from the headboard and placing it underneath my cheek. Adam smiled, brushing a strand of hair away from my face and said, “You never said whether or not you’d move back in.”

  “Yes, of course, I will—but you can’t just push me away like that again. Talk to me and let me know what’s going on. I understand that things like that may happen, especially when you’re dealing with criminal law, but if I know what’s happening, then we can have an exit strategy.”

  “Okay,” he agreed. “No more secrets.”

  Chapter 39

  Adam

  Two Months Later

  “Do you think it’s going to be weird?” I asked Max nervously from the passenger seat of his car. Ever since Brandon was arrested and it became common knowledge that I was the one who helped put him away, I wasn’t sure how the boys at Men’s Club would treat me. Some of them were in his inner circle and not too pleased by the perceived betrayal, but I didn’t know how far those clutches reached.

  He sighed, still keeping his eye focused on the road ahead and said, “I don’t know, man. If anyone gives you crap, then screw them. Brandon was a scumbag who deserves to be in prison. You did the right thing.”

  I smiled, knowing in my heart that he was right. “Thanks, man.”

  “Anytime. How are you and Vanessa going now that she’s moved back into the apartment?”

  We’d come to a begrudging impasse when it came to the subject of his sister. Max didn’t exactly like the idea that we were together, but he knew I cared about her and would take care of her.

  “We’re good, bro. I’m really glad to have her back,” I responded with a smile.

  No reason to add that since she had moved back—and into my bedroom—we’d been going at it like bunnies. Last night, for example, had been a particularly good night for us. I couldn’t get enough of her sweet kisses or the touch of her creamy skin. It was like an addiction, but one I had no interest in ever getting treated.

  He drove the interstate roadway back to our alma mater and talked about his new promotion at the bank.

  A while later, we approached the fraternity house at Bowling Green and parked in the lot outside. I felt a wave of anxiety building up inside me as it grew ever closer. Max sensed my discomfort and gave me an encouraging smile. As he put the car in park, I exhaled a tired sigh and prepared myself for whatever might be waiting for us once we got inside.

  Together, we walked across the lot and made it to the door and were greeted by smiles all around. “Max! Adam! Good to see you!” Ted greeted us from the entry hall.

  I shook his hand and smiled. “You, too, Ted. How are the wedding plans coming?”

  He chuckled. “Coming along alright. Go in and make yourselves comfortable.”

  Max was right behind me and took a moment to say hello to him as well as I glanced across the house. To my great surprise, no one treated me with any malice or contempt at all. While I was fixing myself a plate and grabbing a beer out of the cooler, a few of them even approached me and thanked me for helping put Brandon behind bars. I was not the only one who was disgusted by having a criminal like him around.

  As the afternoon dragged on, I became more relaxed and realized that this really was a good and honorable group of people. Somehow, Brandon and Frank managed to sully the reputation of it by weaseling their way inside, but that’s not who we were. It made me feel a lot better about my life choices and being part of them.

  Max and I knew we had a long drive back, so we left the party early and headed back out to the car. I chuckled as we were climbing back into the seats and told him, “That was easier than I expected.”

  He nodded while starting up the car. “You’ve got a lot of support, Adam. I’m just sorry I didn’t help you with this sooner.”

  I smiled. “But you did in the end, and that’s really what matters. Now let’s head back to Akron. I’m beat.”

  Max rolled his eyes as he backed the car out of the parking lot. “You just want to get back to Vanessa! Admit it.”

  My heart fluttered at the sound of her name, thinking back to the blissful evenings we had spent together recently. I couldn’t deny there was a large part of me that just wanted to stay home with her and talk about pop culture or the news. She was my best friend, and now that I had found that kind of connection leaving the house had lost its appeal. I had no reason to go out because my favorite things were already right there with me.

  I grinned at the truthfulness of his statement and said, “Alright that’s true. What can I say? I love her.”

  He laughed, and the conversations turned to other topics. We talked the whole drive back and laughed about the crazy mishaps that had happened now that everything was resolved. When he got back to the apartment, I thanked him for the drive and then went in to see my amazing girlfriend.

  Vanessa was sitting at the table with a glass of wine, looking through some pictures when I came inside. Her blonde hair was down in gentle waves that fell across her shoulder. Even in a t-shirt and jeans, she was still beautiful to me. “Hey!” she greeted happily. “I thought you weren’t going to be getting in till late.”

  I shrugged, walking over to join her in the dining room. “Meh, it was dead, so Max and I decided to leave early. I’d rather spend the evening with you.”

  She blushed, setting down the photo and looking back at me with a smile. “Well, I’m glad that you did.”

  “What’s all this?” I asked her while gesturing to the table. They were artful and beautifully rendered pictures of a local restaurant and some others of her time in Tampa.

  “Oh, I’m trying to decide which of these Meghan and I should get blown up into a poster to hang in the lobby.”

  “I see,” I responded, pulling up a chair beside her. “Do you mind if I look at them?”

  “Sure.”

  I picked a few of them up and started flipping through them, until finding one of myself. I was looking pensive, reading a book on the couch with my leg pulled up beneath me. “When did you take this?” I asked her curiously.

  She glanced over at the one I was referring to and blushed. “Oh, a couple days after moving in. Sorry, I didn’t tell you. It was just such a good pose I couldn’t help myself. I hope you don’t mind.”

  Chuckling at her embarrassment, I replied, “Not at all. I’m not sure how I’d feel about that blown up in your lobby, though…”

  “Oh, no! I’m not sure how it got mixed in with the others. I was just looking at it, ya know?”

  “I do. You should go with this one of the chef,” I informed her confidently. “It’s gold.”

  Vanessa smiled. “Okay, maybe I will. Come and sit with me on the couch while I pick out some take out.”

  I sighed, standing up from the table and going to join her on the couch. We ordered from a local Chinese place that delivered and snuggled in deeply for the night. She lay down across the couch with her head in my lap and gave my waist a gentle squeeze. “I love you, Adam.”

  Vanessa rolled over with her head in my lap, looking up at me with big green eyes. I gently ran my fingers through her long blond hair and smiled down at her. “Are you comfortable?” I asked.

  “Yes,” she replied. “I love just hanging out with you.
”

  “Me too.”

  “I was just thinking about how perfect life is right now. We’re back together, and business is doing well; I couldn’t ask for more.”

  As I listened to her talk, a smile started forming on my face. All the time I was in college, I never thought I would be this comfortable with a woman, or that I’d actually want to hear about her work. That was something old Hollywood movies wanted us to believe. Yet, here I was, completely relaxed and in rapt attention to every word that was coming out of her mouth.

  I did care about those things because they were important to her, and that meant something. That’s when I realized that she was right and I truly was completely happy. This was perfect, and I wanted to spend every day for the rest of my life listening to those same storied.

  I guess that’s what love is.

  Epilogue

  Vanessa

  Two Years Later

  I opened my eyes drowsily. Adam’s arm was still wrapped around me. His warm embrace was the most delicious and pleasant way that I could imagine waking up. It was as though it were custom made just for me. I snuggled in against him, feeling the rise and fall of his shallow breathing.

  Trying not to disturb him, I rolled over on the pillow and watched him sleep, gently brushing my fingers through his hair. The soft brown tresses were cool to the touch and gave way easily against my fingers.

  He looked so peaceful, so serene, I couldn’t bear to wake him. As I lay there watching him, his eyes fluttered opened, and he smiled at me sleepily. He groaned sleepily and pulled me closer, trailing a line of kisses across my shoulder and said, “Good morning.”

  “Good morning!” I responded with a smile, half laughing at his display of affection. “How did you sleep?”

  “Mmmm,” he sighed. “Much better with you beside me.”

  “Well, we have to get up soon; we still have that party at your Dad’s to go to,” I reminded him gently. Ever since he got the promotion, Adam’s father and Sarah had insisted on throwing a huge party for all our family and friend to celebrate.