Kisses and Revenge

by Riser, Cherron

  "Warren wants a lot of things, but I'm not sure I am one of them. Look, I love you, but right now is a hard time. It has been hard on all of us, but I can't just sit back and let him do this," Adam pleaded, taking her hands into his. "He called me tonight because he got himself into big trouble gambling. He needed money to pay off a debt he shouldn't have gotten in the first place. This isn't even the first time. I want better for him just as much as you do, but he has to make some of the right steps himself."

  Reaching up, Leslie cupped Adam's cheek and stroked her finger over the ridge of his collarbone. "You are going to have to find it in you to be the stronger man. Warren needs you just as much as you need him. Give him a reason to not act like this."

  Leaning in, she kissed him, and Adam wrapped his arms around her to pull her close. The kiss grew between them, and Leslie became breathless in his arms. She clung with both fists to the front of his shirt, wishing more than anything they were home and in bed together instead of here fighting with his brother. When Adam kissed her like this, she felt like a queen.

  "Well, I gave Warren the money, and he is heading out to get this taken care of. How about we make our way home, too? I still feel odd being here without Mom trying to shove food down my throat." Adam stood, pulling Leslie up with him before leading her out. She would get her dish later. For now she felt it best to go with him.

  On the way home, Adam told her about his first day. The board was accepting of him joining them and excited to see what ideas he had for the future. They were already inviting him to several parties and events he wanted Leslie to go with him to. She smiled, listening to him go on about work, glad for something else to talk about other than his unruly brother. From the sound of things, they were going to be very busy soon, and she would need to be the wife she had always promised to be. It had been something she expected from the start, and she was more than happy to start filling those shoes.

  Once back home, Adam whisked her into the house and straight to their room. The way he kissed her when they got there made Leslie realize he had not forgotten the way she teased him on the way to Warren's and planned to cash in on her promises. She laughed playfully as he pulled her into the shower with him, getting her more dirty than clean as they went.

  Chapter Five

  Life seemed to be going in fast forward as they hit the holiday season. Usually they were busier during that time of year, but it was even more so now that Adam was in charge of SkyFinn Marketing. Leslie found herself hopping from party to party and planning several of her own for the different holidays and people Adam worked with. Now Leslie was running around her kitchen with some of her new friends getting ready for a New Year’s Eve bash Adam had asked her to organize. She was thankful for the friends she had made at other parties, especially now they were there to help her. Never had she planned so many parties, and she certainly could use all the help she could get.

  Adam was in the back getting ready for the event, and several of the high-level board members and agents were already in the living room enjoying drinks and hors d'oeuvres. The energy in the air was high, and Leslie found herself dancing to the music playing from the other room. Once she had finished the last of the fruit trays, she headed down the hall to change into her party dress.

  She had spent a fortune on new dresses for the different festive occasions and felt a little guilty for it. However, Adam had insisted he wanted her to look her very best at all times. With the position he held now, she had to keep up with some pretty rich and powerful people. It was important she looked the part. Walking into the room, she saw Adam fastening the last cuff link to his dress shirt, and she smiled at how handsome he looked.

  "I would ravish you looking so sexy like that, but you have a house full of people out there to entertain. So you better get going so I can get cleaned up," Leslie said, giving her husband a quick kiss on the cheek. The action earned her a pinch on the butt, and she yelped before blushing and giggling.

  Without another word, Adam headed out of the room to join his company in the night's festivities. Leslie had prepared tons of food with the help of other wives of company heads. She had also gotten plenty of wine and champagne to go around. The music had been chosen specifically because it was what most of the guests would like, and it had been set to play softly in the background so not to interrupt conversation.

  Leslie was proud at how well she was doing with planning these parties but hoped they would slow down after the holiday season. Heading for her closet, she grasped the hanger for the long red dress she had chosen for the evening. It was a beautiful shimmering gown with a deep-cut back and a high slit on one side. When she put it on, it made her feel like Jessica Rabbit, and she giggled at the thought of being so provocative. Out of all the dresses she had bought, this one had been purchased with Adam in mind. She chose New Year’s to wear it because it seemed like the only time the dress would be appropriate.

  Once dressed, she gave herself a full look over before heading out to the party. Most of the people in attendance were closer to her parents’ age than her own. However, Leslie had started to grow comfortable in their presence. She made her way over to where Adam spoke with Charles Grossman about some sort of deal they were working. She never paid it much attention, figuring it was really none of her business since she didn't work for the company. Charles let out a whistle when he saw her, and a deep blush formed on her cheeks, making her wonder if her skin now matched the dress.

  "Adam, my boy, you have yourself a she-demon tonight. You are one lucky man," Charles joked, patting Adam on the back.

  When her husband turned to look at her, his eyes instantly filled up with heat. She stood there, letting him get his fill of her before smiling more brightly. The dress had gotten the desired effect out of her husband, and she was more than pleased by it. As she finished making her way to Adam, he wrapped his arm around her and chuckled. "That I am. You look lovely tonight, Leslie. Where have you been hiding this one?"

  "I had put it up for a special occasion. Tonight seemed like the perfect night for it," she answered with a purr in her voice. Mr. Grossman shook his head and excused himself to go speak with one of the other board members.

  When he was gone, Adam turned her to look at him, and they began to sway to the music playing. Leslie always felt like she was on top of the world when Adam held her like this and everyone in the room disappeared.

  "Tonight is a perfect night. I can't wait to see what all this year has in store for us." Adam had a tone to his voice that sent a shiver down Leslie's spine. The heat of his body enveloped her, and she became overwhelmed with the need and desire that always filled her when she was close to him.

  Smiling up at Adam, she leaned up and kissed him softly. The sound of laughter burst through the room, and the two of them turned to see Mr. Grossman entertaining a group of people with his jokes. Adam pulled away from her, and they made their way toward the group. The only person who Leslie had invited outside of the company, Sharron Carter, was standing next to Charles. Sharron was the only friend Leslie had left from when they were young, and she continued to be a rock in Leslie's life. When Adam and Leslie walked up, Sharron looked up to her and rolled her eyes. Obviously Charles's jokes were not as entertaining as he thought they were.

  "Hey, Leslie, look at you. How about you and I go and get some drinks while the men talk about whatever it is they like to talk about when the women aren't around?" Sharron said, grabbing Leslie by the arm and pulling her off to the patio.

  "What are you up to?" Leslie laughed, nearly stumbling into the table.

  "I just don't feel like I get any time with you anymore. You have turned into such a society wife. Honey, are you really happy like this? I feel like you have given everything up so you can be Adam's trophy wife," Sharron explained, moving to sit down in one of the chairs. She crossed her legs and leaned forward with her elbow against her knee.

  The question shocked Leslie, as she had not thought about it that way at all. Sure,
she had not had the chance to use her degree, but she enjoyed being home for Adam, and it wasn't as if they needed the money. Taking a seat next to her friend, she started to realize that maybe she came off like a pushover. "I don't see it that way. Adam and I are happy, and I enjoy that I can be home to do things for him. It is nice to not have to worry about getting everything done and supporting a career. I know I have my degree if I ever need it, but it isn't like I need to fret over it right away. I promise I'm not letting Adam keep me locked away."

  "It just feels like it sometimes. Especially since his parents died. I know he is going through a lot, especially with his brother acting the way he is, but I feel like he cares more about what everyone else is thinking than you," Sharron sighed, leaning back. Leslie could feel her eyes peering deep into her, as if trying to find a flaw in her logic. The problem was there were no flaws. Leslie really was happy.

  "It has been a bit more crazy since his parents passed away, but I'm sure things will calm down after the holidays. Look, I appreciate you worry so much, Sharron. I really do, but I'm okay. I am actually thinking of talking to Adam about having a baby after the first of the year. I think it is time." Leslie's smile grew wide as she thought about becoming a mother. It had always been a dream of hers to have babies of her own to raise and take care of. Adam worked hard to give her a good life, and would make an amazing father.

  Sharron's eyes grew wide a moment before she jumped up and wrapped her arms around Leslie. The squeal of excitement that sounded from her had Leslie laughing. "Oh, I'm going to be an aunty! I can't wait! You have to tell me as soon as you get pregnant so I can start planning."

  Leslie laughed and hugged her friend back, feeling the excitement herself. She had planned to talk to Adam about it on their anniversary, but things had not worked out. So instead she decided to wait until after the rush of the holidays, not wanting to add any extra stress to Adam's life.

  Seeing Adam gazing at her through the glass door, the passion she had been feeling earlier returned. He always looked at her like he wanted to devour her, and it had never failed to make her feel sexy. Pulling away from Sharron, she excused herself to go back into the party. There were only thirty minutes left until midnight, and she knew the drinks would need to be handed out. Rushing for the kitchen, she grabbed a tray so she could pass out the flutes of champagne to each of the guests.

  Excitement grew thick in their home as the minutes ticked closer to the coming new year. Once all of the guests had their drinks, Leslie went to stand with her husband. He slid his hand around her body, pulling her in close to him, and instantly she could feel the hardness of him pressed tightly to her hip. A rush of desire filled her, making her skin warm and the center of her wet with anticipation. His fingers lightly petted her, and he leaned down to whisper in her ear.

  "Everyone is drunk and ready for twelve o'clock to hit. I think we are going to have company for a while," Adam whispered, his voice holding a thick purr to it. "But I don't think I can wait that long. Come with me."

  Adrenaline ran through her veins as she turned to face him. The look in his eyes told her everything she needed to know. He was tired of being the gracious host. Right now he was a man. A man who was hungry for his woman. Taking her hand in his, he led her down the hallway until the shadows of it covered them, and then he slammed her up against the wall.

  A gasp escaped her but was quickly covered by his searing kiss. Adam's hands gripped tightly to her hips, lifting her so her legs would wrap around his waist. She had not worn panties under the tight dress, not wanting the lines to show, and that was proving to be a good idea as she felt him press against her. He kissed her like he was trying to crawl into her, moaning as he explored her mouth.

  Arching into his embrace, Leslie rocked her hips against the growing hardness in his pants. They could hear the sounds of everyone enjoying the party only feet away from them, but they were lost in each other. Adam's heated kisses began to work their way down her neck, licking and sucking on her sensitive skin and making her whimper in need of him. The sensation of tension building deep inside of her made her body shake, and her breath grew hard and thick. She scraped her nails down his back, begging for him to do more than tease her.

  "I have wanted you all night. Seeing you in this dress, fuck, baby, you have me wanting to make you scream in the New Year," Adam moaned against her, his hand moving between them to stroke her sensitive clit, sparking tendrils of electrical shockwaves to burst through her body. Leslie found herself squirming more against him and reaching between them to get his pants open. "That's it. I love when you lose your mind for me. You are so sexy when you want me to fuck you."

  For how sweet Adam was outside of sex, when things got hot with them, his mouth got dirty, and Leslie loved every word. She cried out, and Adam pressed in tighter to her, using his free hand to cover her mouth and muffle the sounds of her pleasure. "You have to be quietm baby. We don't want anyone to know what we are doing back here, do we?"

  The teasing of his fingers were driving her crazy, and she rolled her hips more and more, begging him to give her the sweet release she so craved. His eyes stared into hers with passionate intensity demanding she give him what he wanted. The warmth of his erection primed and ready to go filled her with need, and she knew he would not give it to her until she gave him the first of the orgasms he planned to bestow upon her. Adam never failed to ensure she had been pleased.

  He groaned what he wanted from her into her ear, nibbling on the lobe as his fingers flicked faster and faster until she couldn't take it anymore. The moment her orgasm hit, her head fell back and Adam covered her screaming mouth with his to swallow down the sounds of his pleasure. He continued to work her body, drawing out every shiver of intense pleasure. Just when she thought she could not take anymore, he thrust deep into her, growling as he began to pound into her with a feral hunger.

  In the other room, the sounds of everyone getting ready for the final countdown could be heard. People were calling out times, five minutes, two minutes, all while Adam thrust hard and deep into her, fucking her with all he had. She rocked her hips in response and squeezed her body tight, giving back to him just has hard. They were like animals, tearing into each other to fill a primal need.

  Ten, that building of pressure began again, tightening faster and faster deep within her belly. Nine, he bit down on her lip before demanding her to give him another pretty orgasm. Eight, she ripped open his shirt sending buttons flying everywhere as her tongue and teeth explored his now exposed flesh. Seven, six, five, four, everything seemed to go into slow motion as he took her higher and higher. Three, she reached between them again, working her clit as he continued to fuck her as if trying to fuck her through the wall. Two, his body tensed, and she knew he was going to lose it any second. One.

  The orgasm hit as everyone in the other room screamed "Happy New Year’s," and “Auld Lang Syne” played loudly from the radio that had been programmed to go off at midnight. Leslie screamed too, long, loud screams of intense pleasure as Adam shook and writhed, filling her with his seed. She could feel every twitch, every shake he made as wave after wave of intense orgasmic joy radiated throughout her body. Adam hadn't just kissed her for New Year’s, he had taken her to Heaven for it, and as they came down, she could feel her whole body convulse.

  "I love you so much," she breathed out, leaning in to kiss his lips. He still filled her, his semi hard cock twitching with the end of his release.

  "I love you, too. Come on; let's go to the bedroom. I want you in my bed. Those old fools can see themselves out. I'm tired of having to share my time with them. Tonight, I just want you," Adam demanded, panting into her shoulder.

  Leslie gasped when he pulled out of her and began to lead her farther down the hall to their bedroom. She had never seen Adam like this and couldn't help but enjoy it. He was always so serious, putting work and responsibility first. It felt nice to have him put her first for a little while.

  Chapter Six

>   Her thoughts of New Year’s being the end of her hectic life had been a little bit of an overreach for Leslie. After all of the parties had died down for them, she discovered Adam was having to deal more and more with his brother who had only gotten started with the parties. Twice since the death of their parents, Adam had been forced to bail Warren out of jail. The neighborhood had threatened to have him kicked out for noise complaints, and Adam had expressed serious concern that Warren was turning to sex and drugs to hide his pain. Leslie was sure Adam was far more frustrated than she was, but it didn't stop the fact that stress was taking a firm hold in their life.

  Because of all the craziness, Leslie had held off about talking to Adam about having a baby. She was sure with taking over the company and trying to keep his brother in check, Adam couldn't handle another stressor. It didn't stop Leslie from being lonely and distant. Sharron had even told her she was giving far more than she was getting in the relationship. Not that Sharron had ever supported her being a full-time wife to begin with.

  When Adam came home that night, Leslie decided she was going to have a talk with him. She cooked a nice meal of chicken parmesan and had wine in an ice bucket on the table. Adam walked in the door, discarding his keys and coat before coming into the dining area. Dinner was usually their first activity of the night and where they met up to talk about their days. Making sure the plates were filled and everything was set, Leslie sat down in her seat and smiled up at her husband.

  "Did I do something wrong?" Adam asked reluctantly as he unfastened the button on the cuff of his shirt sleeve before rolling it up his arm.