Brilliant. Nothing it is.
That reminded her of their conversation right before she’d fallen asleep. She couldn’t believe he’d been jealous at the idea of her wearing another man’s T-shirt to bed. Maybe she should ask him for one of his. Especially if it carried his scent. She loved the pure, masculine smell of him. He was intoxicating, even after working out, and whatever products he used for grooming weren’t overpowering like a lot of men’s.
Mmm…
For a moment she was tempted to bring herself off again, but the water had begun to cool and she reluctantly set aside her explorations and finished rinsing her hair.
Tori shut off the water and listened, noting that the other shower was still running. She wondered if Adam was doing some self-love of his own. The thought made her smile.
I will get what I want from you soon, Adam. But now… I think I want all the ‘strings’ in the world.
Would he want something serious at his age, though? Especially with someone hers?
Only time would tell. And speaking of time, it was time to get ready for what promised to be another wonderful evening with Adam.
Chapter Eleven
“That was wonderful,” Tori enthused on the drive back to their condo. “I really got the feeling that the dancers were expressing their heritage and love of dance rather than just doing a job. Maybe that’s an intentional part of what they do to be successful,” she admitted, “but it was still amazing to watch.”
Adam glanced away from the road to smile at Tori as she continued to recount the things she’d enjoyed about the luau and the dancing. Her love for life was really infectious and, as hard as he tried, he could never understand why she’d hidden herself in her work for so long. Everything they did seemed new to her, but she embraced it all with verve.
Well, he was selfishly glad that he was able to be with her through so many firsts. He found himself thinking daily about what else he could introduce her to. Of course, opening that line of thought often led to ideas that were less innocent fun but he knew would be just as entertaining.
Which in turn led to a lot of solo sessions in the shower.
Adam shifted in his seat as they pulled into the parking lot and he made his way to the spot in front of their door. “Home sweet home,” he announced as he parked the rental car then turned off the engine.
The sudden quiet embraced them and when Tori didn’t immediately open her door, he looked over to find her watching him.
“You are an incredible man, Adam Cross.”
“You’re the incredible one, Ms Warren. Wait there,” he cautioned and opened his door. He got out and walked quickly around the car to open hers for her. She placed her hand in his and rose from her seat. He admired the flash of bare thigh when her wrap skirt parted as she stood then shrugged with a grin as she gave him a raised eyebrow.
“Hey, you can’t blame a guy for looking.” He closed and locked the car, then moved to open the condo.
“True. And guys aren’t the only ones who look, you know.”
As he held the door open, he turned to look at her enquiringly and caught her lifting her gaze from the direction of his ass. Then she waggled her eyebrows and winked.
He laughed loudly then quietened when she shushed him as she walked past him into their place. “People might be sleeping.”
“Hmm, maybe. You shouldn’t be so funny then. I can’t help it if you make me laugh.”
Adam went to start the Kona coffee brewing for their nightly cup on the lanai, then they each took a few minutes to freshen up and get comfortable. When he saw her emerge from the bedroom and walk out onto the lanai, Adam mourned the loss of the flattering dress with its tendency to billow open and show her legs. But, he thought as he fixed their mugs, he had to admit Tori was still sexy in anything she wore, even sweats and a T-shirt. Might even be sexier since she was tousled and scrubbed clean and looked ready to get cosy with for the night.
And who knew what she had on under the casual wear? She had a seemingly endless supply of lingerie and he always anticipated what she would wear next. Of course, the fact that it seemed to be a concerted effort at seduction took a bit of the lustre from it, but he’d be lying to himself if he didn’t admit it was working.
He brought the coffees with him outside, handed Tori hers then sat down on the lounger next to hers.
“So what do you have lined up for tomorrow?”
He gave her what he hoped was an innocent look, though he’d already known he’d have to reveal the plans tonight so they could prepare. “What makes you think I have something planned?”
“I know you by now, and I’m pretty sure you have every day of this trip thought out.”
“How did you like the snorkelling today?” he veered off in a seeming change of topic, though her answer had everything to do with what he had lined up for the next day.
Her eyes lit up. “Loved it,” she answered quickly and succinctly, her expression one of anticipation. He debated teasing her by making her wait until bedtime to find out, or maybe telling her they were going shopping or something, but in the end that begging gaze got to him.
“How about a snorkelling trip, first out to Molokai crater and then to see sea turtles?” he revealed.
“Oh my God, that would be so much fun!” She slammed down her mug with a wobble and launched herself onto his lap, peppering him with kisses.
He chuckled as he closed his arms around her and settled her more comfortably against him. “You don’t get seasick, do you?” he checked, though he had some Sea-Bands and Dramamine with him just in case.
“I have no idea,” she said happily. “And I don’t care if I do. I can suck it up for a day.”
Hopefully those wouldn’t prove to be famous last words.
“We have to get up early,” he cautioned. “Though that shouldn’t be too hard with the time change working in our favour. They said to be there, ready to go, at six. It’s just over at the harbour, so less than ten minutes’ drive.”
“Oh that’s convenient. So we just, what, wear our suits? Do we have to bring our own snorkelling gear? Oh, and what about food?”
He lightly ran his hand over her bare forearm, feeling her skin goosebump after his touch. “They serve a light breakfast onboard during the trip out, and lunch on the way back, and they provide the masks, snorkels and fins. So really, we just need to wear our suits and cover-ups and pack a bag with sunscreen, hats, towels, water bottles—that sort of thing.”
“Nice.” She sighed and snuggled in against his chest. “See? You would’ve had to have told me soon anyway, especially when you set the alarm.”
Adam closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of her cradled against him. “True.”
They lay together for a few minutes longer, listening to the waves. Finally, Tori stirred. “I think we should get you into bed, mister. You’re falling asleep.”
He really wasn’t the least bit sleepy, actually, but bed with Tori sounded good.
She made to get up, but he tightened his hold on her then swung his legs to the side and stood with her still in his arms.
“What about the mugs?” she asked. “Here, I can get them—bend down a little.”
He moved as she instructed and she grabbed first her cup then his. He managed to get the screen door sliding open with his foot, then left it open. He’d come back and close up in a minute.
Tori grinned as he carried her all the way into the kitchen, then let her slowly slide down his body until she was on her feet. He took the cups from her over her protests to rinse them and place them in the dishwasher.
“Okay, I’ll get the back door then.” She walked back into the living area then closed and locked the door.
Adam emptied out his backpack onto the bed in the kids’ room to begin sorting what they’d need for the next day. They got everything packed and ready, then started to get ready for bed. He was already in his side of the bed when Tori walked out of the master bathroom, once again clad in her Cal
Bears T-shirt.
Unlike the night before, tonight she looked wide awake when she crawled in on her side. He held his arms open in invitation and she immediately came to press herself against him.
“I thought you were tired,” she murmured against his neck.
“Nope. You?”
“Nope,” she repeated and kissed his throat. She slid her smooth leg against his until she had manoeuvred it between his, aligning them even more closely.
His cock, which had been semi-hard most of the evening in spite of his shower jack-off session before the luau, began to fill even more. With her pressed against him, he had no way of disguising his arousal, especially with just two thin layers of cotton over it.
He ran his hand down to her lower back and pressed her lower body more tightly against him. He had purposely not brought protection so he wouldn’t be tempted to throw his plans to the wind, but he knew they wouldn’t be going to sleep tonight without both of them coming—not if he had anything to say about it.
“Mmm… You feel great.” She lifted her head and he lowered his to kiss her deeply. It was heaven stroking his tongue into her mouth, teasing and tangling with hers as she undulated against him.
The kiss began to escalate in heat and she ran her hand down his back and under the waistbands of his briefs and pyjamas to cup his ass.
“Oh God,” he gasped, surging against her as she teased her fingers along the sensitive crease between buttock and thigh. He slanted across her mouth in a torrid mating of lips and tongues as he slid his palm over her ass until he reached her warm thigh.
He then ran his hand back up under the T-shirt…and found nothing impeding his progress over her ass, all the way to her lower back.
“Naughty girl. Did you run out of lingerie?”
“Oh no. I just chose to go without tonight. You like?”
“Hell yes.” He gave a pull that landed her on top of him, their legs scissored. She moved to straddle his hips, with her uncovered pussy riding along the ridge of his erection. He yanked her down on top of him so that her unfettered breasts moulded against his chest. He could feel the points of her nipples even through the barrier of her top. She took charge of the kiss this time, darting her tongue into his mouth and nipping lightly at his lower lip.
Now that he had both hands free, he cupped her ass and rhythmically kneaded and urged her into motion against him. The friction was intense and he thrust up against her. Suddenly, she sat up, grasped her shirt and pulled it up over her head, baring herself entirely to his view for the first time.
“You’re beautiful, Tori.” He loved her colouring, from the pale pink nipples that matched her lips, to her creamy complexion and her neatly trimmed pussy that proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that she was a natural redhead. He released her ass to slide his hands up her back, urging her chest downwards to his waiting mouth.
He lifted his head to draw one perfect peak into his mouth, rolling it between his tongue and teeth and teasing it until it was swollen and reddened and she was moaning. He lay back, admiring his handiwork, then took her hint as she offered the other one to him. He applied himself to the other side and spanned his hand over her hip, letting it ride there as she rocked against him.
Adam had to taste her. In a quick move, he flipped them so that she was on her back with hardly a break in his attentions to her breast. Moving upwards, he licked and sucked his way up her neck to her ear then placed a firm kiss on her lips before sitting back on his heels.
He took a moment to enjoy the view of her breathless and naked beneath him and gave her a smile, which she returned. The smile slowly melded into a gaze of anticipation as Adam began to scoot down the bed until he was flat on his belly between her thighs.
“Adam…” She began to raise herself up and he placed a gentle hand on her belly.
“Shh, just lay back and enjoy.”
He kissed first the inside of one thigh, then the other. Blowing gently on her pussy got a hip-tossing response, so before he began he grasped her hips in his hands and held her firmly to the mattress.
“Oh God, oh God…” Tori moaned, arching against his restraint.
He nibbled over from her thigh along the soft skin there then worked his tongue through her folds to part them. His first taste of her was ambrosia, salt and tart on his tongue, and he delved for more before sliding his mouth up to encompass her clit and suck.
“Ah! Oh, holy crap…” Tori reached down to grab his hair, but far from trying to pull him away, she was pressing him even closer. He released one hip to use that hand to tease at her nub while thrusting his tongue into her core, then reversing the action.
He worked with his lips and tongue and fingers until Tori gave his hair a yank then scrabbled to get a grip on his shoulders in a way that sent a clear message. If her actions hadn’t made it clear, she groaned, “Fuck me, oh God, Adam, do it.”
Fuck. “No protection, hon.”
“Oh God, are you fucking kidding—mmph—”
Adam had moved quickly up her while she was talking and silenced her with a kiss while he continued to fuck her with his fingers, working her clit with his thumb. It didn’t take more than a minute before she was arching and thrusting up against him, moaning into his mouth as she came, her pussy rhythmically pulsating against his fingers.
He eased her down from her climax with increasingly gentle kisses, though he was feeling frantic himself. He palmed his aching erection through his pyjamas.
“Jesus, Adam, if you don’t at least finish in front of me, I’m going to think… Well, I don’t know what I’ll think, but I want to see you come. Come on,” she encouraged. “Come on me.”
Fuck it. He knelt up and shoved his pants down, raking his hard cock in the process, though he was so far gone the discomfort didn’t faze him in the least. He moved the hand he’d been fingering her with to delve once more into her wet pussy then used that to lubricate his erection.
Watching her rapt face as she gazed alternately between his eyes and his hand on his cock was all he needed. With less than a dozen strokes, he was coming, jetting cum onto her bare abdomen, filling her belly button and streaking her with his release.
She reached down to rub it onto her skin and he shuddered one more time, panting.
“Looks like I’ll need another shower,” she teased huskily.
He ran his hand over his sweat-slickened chest, enjoying how hungrily she watched its progress, then grinned. “I think I do, too.” He leant down and added in a whisper, “But not nearly as long as my usual ones.”
Chapter Twelve
It was almost brutal going back to reality after their trip, and it wasn’t like Tori even had to go back to work. She couldn’t imagine having to go back to her usual job after such a mellow and relaxing trip.
They had turned in the rental car and gone through security, and were sitting in the terminal waiting for their flight when Tori’s phone rang. She was startled—no one had called her cellphone the whole trip except for Adam once when he’d been at the ABC Store to ask whether she’d like dark or milk chocolate when he’d seen a good deal on chocolate-covered macadamia nuts. She hoped nothing was wrong with her parents.
After scrambling a bit to get it from her purse, she answered hurriedly, “Hello?”
“Victoria? Are you avoiding me?”
At the sound of the familiar but not exactly welcome voice she sat back and checked the display to confirm that, yes, it was Terrence. “No, I’m not avoiding you. I’m on vacation.”
“I know, but come on… This is an important lunch and I figured the funding was worth a few hours of your time—”
“Wait, what? I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Tori frowned, trying to hear Terrence over the gate attendant as she made an announcement.
“I put it all in the emails.”
“What emails? Look, Terrence, when I said I was on vacation, I didn’t just mean my sabbatical. I meant I’m in Hawaii at the moment.” Out of the corner of her e
ye, she saw Adam turn his head towards her. She looked at him and shrugged.
Terrence moaned dramatically. “Oh no. Freaking Hawaii? Jesus, Victoria, could you have picked a worse time to spread your wings?”
She closed her eyes, striving for patience. “Look, pretend I have no clue what you mean, since that’s exactly what the case is, and tell me from the beginning why you’re calling me, what was in the emails and what lunch?”
Terrence sighed and paused for a moment. “Okay, so I emailed you a few days ago because a few key people in our division have been invited by the powers that be to attend a work lunch. I mean, these people are all the way up in the adminisphere, the ones who control the budget for our line. You were on the shortlist to attend, but of course you’re off work. Still, we could really use you there to talk up our line and, well… It would be a good thing. So I was asked to see if you’d come even though you’re on sabbatical. And now you’re in Hawaii and rumour has it that there are cuts coming and we don’t want to be on the chopping block.”
Tori frowned, suddenly worried about the funding for her experiments being cut. “When is the lunch?”
“Tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow…” Tori pulled her phone away from her ear to check the time then looked at her boarding pass. Doing some quick mental math, she said cautiously, “I don’t want you to get excited, but I might be able to make it. I’m actually flying home tonight. What time?”
“I would love you forever if you could make it.” Terrence sounded pathetically relieved. “There’s no one who can speak about our progress and goals like you can. It’s at the banquet room at Tini’s Bistro at Cambridge Crossing at twelve-thirty. I can pick you up at noon?”
“I’ll just meet you there. No need for you to get me,” she protested.
“Are you sure? I think I should—”
“You just don’t want me to change my mind. Don’t worry, I’ll be there. Besides, I probably won’t be coming from home, but the gym.” She was set to resume her regular schedule with Adam tomorrow. She smiled his way, but he was busy studying his boarding pass.
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