Page 62 of Now or Never

“Adam, please,” she said.

His name on her lips caused a rush of sensations. “Fuck, I love when you say my name,” he said.

She pressed her hips up toward his mouth. “Please.”

He moved to her side and knelt on the bed.

“What are you—”

“Shh . . .” he said, knowing that going down on an angle would get her there fastest. “Trust me.”

He leaned down and took her into his mouth finally, licking, sucking, tasting. She was so fucking sweet.

He knew the exact moment when she was going to come. She rose on the pleasure, letting out a few strangled moans and gasps before her back arched off the bed and her whole body tightened with the orgasm rocking through her.

It took a while for her to recover and open her eyes, and when she did, she pulled him to her and kissed him. Adam reached his fingers between her legs.

He kissed her, caressed her, brought her back to the point of desire before he moved to kneel between her legs. He was so entranced that he’d positioned his dick in his hand before he remembered a condom.

“Fuck,” he said. “Just a second.”

He leaped off the bed, searching around the room, before realizing they were in her room. “Shit.”

“Here,” Chelsea said, getting up and going to her overnight bag. She opened it up, pulled out a fistful of condoms, and passed them to him, then gave him a sheepish smile.

“Jae packed them . . . I didn’t, like, plan . . .”

Adam took the condoms with a grin, already ripping one open as she was lying back down on the bed. He put it on and came above her once more, kissing her and teasing her before finally pressing himself into her.

He nearly came right there on the spot. It had been a while since he’d had sex, and she was impossibly perfect. And so warm. So, so warm.

He fell forward, face in her neck as she wrapped her legs around him. She tugged him forward and back, urging him on when he slowed his pace.

“Please, Adam. Please.”

Adam kissed her again, sped up. Nearly came. He couldn’t seem to rein himself in.

He reached between them, teased her more, brought her back to where she started stiffening, then sped up. Once he felt her orgasm rip through her, convulsing around him, he let himself go, burying himself deep, never wanting to stop.

His orgasm came hard, exploding through him. As it finally ebbed, and his brain came back, he realized how rough he had been. Not sure what to expect, he pulled his face back quickly to look at her, make sure she was okay, but she was smiling at him with her sea glass eyes.

“Y . . . you okay?” he asked with a thick voice.

Chelsea let out a long exhale, her smile growing. “Mmm . . . never been better.”

Adam exhaled. He relaxed on top of her, keeping one arm out so she wouldn’t take his full weight. He kissed her neck, up to her ear.

“That was . . . too much,” he said.

Chelsea leaned up, kissed his shoulder. “It was good.”

Adam picked himself up. “Good?”

Chelsea’s smile grew. “It was the best sex I’ve ever had. Happy?”

Adam smiled. “You’ve only had sex with one other person.”

He got up, went to the bathroom attached to her bedroom, and got rid of the condom. Then glanced in the mirror. His hair was going in every direction, mouth bright red. Dick already wanting more Chelsea. He realized it was the best sex he’d ever had, too.

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