by CJ Roberts
A sharp tingle raced along my spine. I hadn’t expected this from him.
“I’m sorry I was harsh earlier. When I saw the pictures and read your file, I lost it.” He trailed his lips along my hairline and to my jaw.
“I understand,” I whispered. “Because I feel the same way.”
He leaned back and looked me in the eye.
“I hate your stepfather for hurting you.”
That mask of rage I was becoming very familiar with took over his expression. “I never said he hurt me, Katelyn.”
“You didn’t have to. I saw it on your face. Felt all the pain and anger—”
“Stop.”
I snapped my mouth shut.
“Katelyn, I want you to understand something. My feelings for you are strong, stronger than anything I’ve felt for another person. But the issue of my stepfather and my past is off limits.”
“So, nothing? We can’t talk about any of it?” I placed my hands on his chest. “Adam, I just want to be there for you. Comfort you.”
He ran his hand through my hair. “You do. Just you, with me, that’s all I need.”
“But the rest you won’t talk about?”
“No. And I don’t want to be asked about it again.” His eyes bored into mine and I realized this line was clearly drawn. Adam had told me once that he respected the word no. Say it, and things would end. This was his deal. Could I accept that he would keep part of himself closed off?
I had to.
For now…
I didn’t want to push him, I wanted to help him. Take some of the burden from him. Maybe in time he could trust me. I wanted the chance to earn it. More of it. In the meantime, I could only be honest with him and take small steps.
“Adam, the property you bought…you can do what you want with it, but if you tear it down, I will have to find my mother another place to live.”
“She can find another place herself.”
I shook my head. “No, she can’t. She’ll call me for help and I’ll go.”
“You give her loyalty where she deserves none.”
“You have my loyalty.”
“Yes, but I’ve earned it.”
“And have I earned yours?”
He looked at me for a long time. It was a loaded question. We both knew it.
“Yes.” He slid his hand down my yoga pants and cupped my sex. “You belong to me, Katelyn. Your body, your mind, your soul. I won’t stop until I have it all.”
I was breathless when his finger toyed with my clit. “I want a fair exchange.”
He chuckled and his lips skimmed mine. “Of course you do.”
I gripped his wrist, stilling his movements and trying to regain my focus. “I mean it, Adam. I need you. All of you. It hurts when we’re apart. Sometimes I think you’ve gotten me under some kind of voodoo, but…I need all of you back.”
He bit my bottom lip. “It is you who have bewitched me.” He softly brushed his lips over mine. “I’ll give you everything I’m capable of giving.”
“Stay with me tonight.”
He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me to my bedroom. My fingers dug into his hair and when he’d kicked the door shut behind us, he laid me on the bed. His hands, mouth, were everywhere. He made quick work of our clothing and joined me on the mattress. Lying flat on his back, he gripped my hips and I straddled his impressive erection.
“I want to watch you move on me, lover.”
His voice was raspy, but his eyes were clear and shone in the darkness. I sat there, his hot cock pressing against my clit. I timidly slid up, then back down, rubbing that steel rod against my most sensitive spot. Shivers raced from my nape to my toes.
“You’re wet.” He stared up at me. “Use me to make yourself wetter. Don’t fuck me until you’re dripping.”
His words made my sex contract. My body was already begging for him. I rocked against him, my tender flesh gliding against his. Pressure built in my core and the smoldering embers of pleasure began popping like fireworks in my bloodstream.
He palmed my hips, grinding me harder against him. My hands flew to his chest. Those hard muscles flexed beneath my palms and I loved the feel of this powerful man beneath me. I was so close. I shut my eyes to let the orgasm overtake me, but he stilled me before it erupted.
“You’re ready.”
I swallowed and reached between our bodies. I gripped his cock—it was wet, wet from me. I scooted up and placed the tip at my entrance. Adam’s eyes stayed on my face. Clenching his jaw, he took his hands from my hips and placed them behind his head.
“You’re in control this time,” he said. The strain in his neck showed how much effort it took for him to hold back. He was going against his nature to give me a taste of power. To show me what he was willing to submit to—for me.
I sank down on him, taking his cock all the way to the hilt in one long motion. A low rumble came from his chest and I gasped at the exquisite feeling of fullness.
Adam was in me. Part of me. I never tired of the feeling.
I rose up, then pushed down again. My body was vibrating, so close and so ready. But something didn’t feel right. Since I was young, I’d always fought for control. But with Adam, I wanted him to take me over. My body, my mind, all of it. I belonged to him.
I realized right then that I truly trusted Adam with everything I was.
“Take me,” I whispered.
He frowned. “Do you know what you’re asking?”
I nodded, my fingertips pressing into his rock-hard chest. “I want you to take my body, take over all I am.”
His nostrils flared on a heavy inhalation. He sat up and cupped my face. “You are full of surprises, Katelyn.”
He tossed me off him, then grabbed my knees and spun me face-down on the mattress. His weight settled over my back and his breath was hot in my ear. “I hope you can handle what you ask for.”
“With you…always.”
He grabbed my hips and pulled me up so that I was on my hands and knees. His cock instantly ripped through my pussy in one hard shove. I cried out at the intensity. He always hit deep inside of me, but in this position, it was even more so. He pulled almost all the way out and thrust forward again. His hips slapped against my ass as he fucked me over and over. Harder and harder.
I gritted my teeth to keep from screaming. The pleasure was so raw and wild, my whole body unraveled. I felt nothing but Adam.
He wrapped my long hair around one fist while the other stayed on my hip. He pulled me back into every push of his hips. It was too much. The tightly wound ball of pleasure shattered and my whole body bucked violently as I came.
Adam was right behind me. He buried himself to the root and I felt his hard cock twitch as he released inside me.
My arms and legs were weak. I slumped down, my face hitting the mattress. Adam lay with me. Remaining within my body, he turned to his side and brought my back to rest against his chest. With my heartbeat pounding in my ears, I fell asleep, surrounded by Adam’s strength.
I awoke with Adam between my thighs. It was still dark. I stretched and loved the feeling of his hard cock disappearing inside me over and over. He made me come effortlessly, and only after I had started floating down from the intensity did he find his own end.
He kissed my nose, my cheeks, and my eyelids. “Good morning, lover.”
“Indeed it is.”
He kissed me once more, then rose and started putting on his clothes. “I have an early meeting.”
“Oh, do you need to take a shower?”
With his pants on and his white button-down open and hanging off his shoulders, he leaned down and kissed me. “I’d prefer to smell like you all day, but alas, I must bathe. I have a full bathroom and closet at my office.”
Of course he did. That place was bigger than my apartment.
“Oh, okay.” I didn’t want him to go. Well, I never wanted him to go. But that gray cloud of doubt and insecurity that hovered ove
r me was lifting. Every day was better. My self-esteem was blossoming and I had Adam to thank for that.
He sat on the edge of the bed, running fingers through my hair. I sat up and began buttoning his shirt.
“I love being here with you, Katelyn.” His words were tender. “Every time I’m with you—” He leaned in and nipped my earlobe. “—inside of you…I feel like I’m home.”
I looked up at those intense, ice-blue eyes and knew that I was done falling.
I was full-blown in love with Adam Kinkade.
My phone buzzed with a text. I looked up from grading midterms and read the message.
Come over for lunch.
I can’t. I have papers to grade and a lecture right after.
I’m starting to resent your job.
Says the busiest man on the planet.
I always have ample time for you. If you come over now I’d be more than happy to demonstrate my affection. I have been craving honey all day…
You’re insatiable.
Only for you.
Heat rushed over my cheeks and before I could respond, another message came in.
I can see your blush all the way from here.
I snapped my head up because I had actually believed he could see me. Of course he couldn’t—he just knew me too well.
Tonight then. I want to take you out. I’ll pick you up at the University at five. I have a surprise for you.
I need to go home and change first.
No, you don’t.
If you say so.
Mmm, I love it when you talk submissive to me.
Well then, I’d better be a good girl and get back to work so I don’t stay late tonight and miss our date, SIR.
Have I told you lately how sexy you are?
Only this morning, but your pants were down, so I don’t think it counts.
Your pants were down as well, and I meant every word.
Adam was waiting outside in the car at five sharp. We headed to his apartment. He led me to his room, his steps quicker than usual. He almost looked like a kid on Christmas morning, excited and nervous. He stood me in front of his massive walk-in closet.
“Don’t tell me you purchased Narnia and now you’re going to force me through the fur coats to spend the night in the snow?”
“Smartass.” He squeezed my ass for emphasis and urged me into the closet. I had gone in here only once to get a T-shirt for bed, but this time I noticed something different: the entire left-hand side of the closet had been reorganized.
“Oh. My. God.”
He stood behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist.
“Do you like it?’
I reached out to touch the various brightly colored silks hanging from the racks. Dresses, shoes, coats, blouses, pants….any and everything a woman could ever want was lining his closet.
“Over here is the best part.” He kissed my neck, then walked me to the end, where a floor-to-ceiling row of built-in shelves and drawers was. He opened one. I looked in and pulled out one of several pieces of lingerie.
Silk and lace sets in all styles, colors, and textures filled the drawers.
“Adam…I can’t accept all this. It’s too much—” I examined the hand-stitched lace garter belt. “This must have cost a fortune.”
He tilted my chin and kissed me. “Good thing I’m worth a fortune, then.”
I glared at him.
“I wanted to do it, Katelyn. Now when you stay over, you’ll have everything you need.”
“Ah, I think you’ve gone above and beyond here, big guy.”
He shrugged and kissed me. This was nuts. He was nuts. And I was grinning like a fool.
He plucked a sleek red dress off a nearby hanger and handed it to me. “I’ll leave the lingerie choice up to you this time.”
He walked out and left me standing there in every girl’s dream closet. Half my brain didn’t like the idea of him spending this kind of money on me. It was one of the many things I didn’t know how to handle.
But the other side was actually excited to dig in and see what wicked things he had provided. In the end, the lingerie would be enjoyed by him as well, right? I couldn’t wait to tease and play with him wearing only that garter belt and matching bustier.
“You’ll also find everything you need in the bathroom,” he called from the bedroom.
I exited the closet, and made sure I gave him a glare for good measure as I walked past the bed and into the bathroom to check it out.
“Left-hand side,” he called after me.
I opened a drawer—on the left as instructed—and found a complete makeup kit. The same makeup I used every day, right down to the concealer. My eyes watered and my throat closed up. He had gone out of his way to make me feel comfortable. Welcome. His.
“Tonight, things will be different, Katelyn.” He came up behind me and I looked at his reflection in the mirror.
What a pair we made. Dark hair and tanned skin against my ivory and red. His eyes were like fresh mountain water and full of sexy wickedness. I knew Adam was a dominant type personality, but he had reined that part of himself in these last several weeks with me. We were both on a learning curve when it came to relationships. But now, he seemed to be silently promising me something. And, God help me, I wanted to find out what it was.
“Do you trust me?”
I swallowed hard. “Yes, Adam. I do.”
He stared at me in the mirror. “Good, because tonight we move forward. Together.”
14
The club was dark and booming. The bass of the music shot from the bottom of my toes to the tips of my breasts. The charge was electric. Sexy.
Adam steered me through the posh surroundings. I had heard of this club, of course, but had never actually tried to get in. I wasn’t surprised that Adam owned it. Like every other thing he owned, it was upscale, flashy, and amazing.
He took me to a private table in the VIP section. We were surrounded by shadows and flickers of light beamed from the ceiling and skating across the club, keeping time with the music. The place was packed. Though we sat a good distance away from the action of the dance floor, I could still see people mash their bodies together and sway. Some movements were more exotic looking than others.
A bottle of some alcohol I couldn’t even pronounce was immediately delivered. The short red dress he had picked out barely covered my ass. I was a little nervous, but despite the hemline, I was feeling pretty great. Besides, the table was high and should anyone look our way, they would only be able to see me from the waist up.
I had opted for a pair of dazzling gold heels. My hair hung down in messy curls and I had put a little extra eyeliner on.
“You look incredible,” he whispered in my ear. The music was loud, but with him this close, that deep voice had no problem drowning out any other sounds around me.
He trailed his hand up my thigh. “What panties did you decide on?”
“Gold lace to match the shoes, of course.”
He grinned. His hand disappeared beneath my dress. I squirmed and looked around anxiously. There were people only a few feet away, walking by our table.
“No one can see,” Adam rasped in my ear. His big finger toyed with my panties, right over my clit. A tremor raced up my spine and pricked my scalp.
“While I like your choice in lingerie, I find these are in the way.” He hooked his finger around the center of my panties and moved it aside, giving him more room to explore. I started when he sank one finger deep inside me.
Thank God the table was high and covered in a floor-length black cloth, effectively concealing the lower halves of our bodies. I was more worried that my expression would give something away. Like the fact that Adam’s hand was doing wicked things to me.
“Adam Kinkade!” A man with slicked-back white hair approached us. I tried to scramble away, feeling caught and embarrassed, but Adam’s free palm landed heavily on my thigh, stilling me.
My eyes went wide.
Ad
am flashed me one of his rare smiles. He had no intention of removing his finger from me.
“Zach, how are you?” Adam squeezed my thigh, a silent command to stay still, then lifted it to shake Zach’s. “This is my girlfriend, Katelyn.”
I looked at Adam with wide eyes. He raised a brow and I knew right then that the challenge had been issued. When I didn’t say anything, Adam returned his focus to the man before us.
“Hello, there.” Zach smiled at me.
I tried to return the smile, but my eyes darted back to Adam. His focus remained on Zach as both men began discussing real estate.
Adam’s finger however, kept moving. In and out.
I sat there, boiling with need and lust and the terror of being caught, all the while being fucked by Adam’s hand while he carried on a business conversation. My blood temperature was rising as pleasure pricked at my belly. And all this was happening in front of an unsuspecting stranger.
A voice in the distance called out Zach’s name and he turned to greet the passer-by. Adam took that moment to whisper in my ear, “I want you to come, but you’d better do it quietly, without anyone knowing.”
He plunged his finger deep and I bit my lip to keep from crying out in ecstasy. He didn’t thrust in and out, rather crooked his fingertip and swept it along that sensitive spot inside, over and over.
Zach turned back around. “This is really a great club you have here, Adam.”
Adam nodded. His finger quickened. My body was tight as a bow.
“You enjoying yourself tonight?” Zach asked me.
It took me a moment to realize he was talking about the evening and the club. With Adam’s assault on my body, I found it hard to form any kind of sentence.
“Yes,” I breathed.
Adam grinned at me then looked back at Zach. “She loves coming…here. Don’t you, Katelyn?”
I nodded, my face nearly twitching from the effort it took to keep a steady expression. Fire was licking at my skin. Adam was relentless. My orgasm ripped though me so violently, I had to grip Adam’s forearm beneath the table for support.
