Page 59 of Slow Burn
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MADDIE
I popped one eye open and immediately grinned. It hadn't been a dream at all. The hard body I was snuggled up against was very real. My hand swept over Adam's broad chest, loving the feel of his warmth seeping into my skin even through the barrier of his shirt.
He was still asleep, so I took the opportunity to shamelessly study him. I hadn't seen his face look as relaxed as it was at that moment. There was no clenching jaw or brows tightly pulled together. Or a delicious looking mouth pressed into a thin line.
Naturally, my brain zeroed in on the amazing kiss we'd shared the previous night. One touch of his tongue and my little world had flipped on its axis. As far as I could remember a single kiss had never felt so intense.
So monumental.
I wanted to close my eyes and relive the moment over and over again, but instead of doing exactly that, I took in the rest of his gorgeous features. All the while wondering about the man he was before he moved in next door. The things he'd witnessed and endured. And who he'd been before all of it had happened. I had a hard timeenvisioning him as anything else than the grumpy butt next door.
Mostly, because I didn't want him any other way.
"I can feel your eyes on me." His voice was groggy from just waking up, even sexier than his normal raspy tone.
Tilting my head back, I found him studying me through thin slits. I smiled and said, "You love it."
His answering grin had my heart bouncing like a rubber ball, and when he opened his eyes and I experienced the full weight of his stare, the breath whooshed straight out of my lungs. How was it even possible that the man could look so sinfully sexy first thing in the morning?
Also, if he kept looking at me like that, I was definitely going to climb all over him. Because I wasn't opposed to another taste. Maybe even more. Almost like he knew exactly what I was thinking, Adam's big hand curled around my hip and he pulled me on top of him. He was half-lying, half-sitting with his shoulders leaned back against the back of the chaise part of the couch with me straddling his massive thighs.
"Hi." Rough, calloused palms dragged up my bare legs until his fingers could toy with the bottom of my shorts. I wanted them higher. A lot higher.
"We fell asleep on the couch," I said in lieu of greeting, trying my best not to roll my hips to get some much-needed friction.
"Mhm, I guess we did." His hands were on the move again, brushing over my shorts and dipping under myshirt. Up and up they went, until he splayed his fingers over my ribcage. I shivered when the pads of his thumbs brushed the underside of my breasts.
Live wires wouldn't have had the same effect as his big hands on my skin. Skin that felt alive with electricity zipping over the surface. Low, low in my belly there was an insistent tug warning me if he didn't do something soon, I might spontaneously combust.
"Touch me, Adam."
I barely had time to feel embarrassed over being so forward when he shifted his hands and filled them with my breasts. His thumbs moved in slow circles before his fingers squeezed and pulled a moan from the back of my throat.
Tiny bumps peppered my skin while my blood turned to molten lava. My entire body hummed with pleasure. But I needed more. So. Much. More. Digging my knees into the soft cushioning of the couch, I rolled my hips over his hard body and almost whimpered at how good it felt.
"Shit," he groaned. Abandoning my chest, he smoothed his hands over my hips before shoving them down the back of my shorts. Curling his fingers into my bare skin, he helped me move over him. "So good."
Adam tipped his head back, his jaw muscles tight as he continued to push and pull. Over and over again. Without warning, he surged up, covering the back of my head with his palm and pulling my face to his.
He kissed me as if I was his last meal and he wanted to remember every single detail. Our tongues coiled and twisted while our hips rocked to a crazy rhythm. I wasabout two seconds away from bliss when he flipped us so fast, it made my head spin. As did the image of him hovering over me with those dark, dark eyes boring into mine.
But it was the expression on his face that did me in.
He looked at me like he worshipped me and wanted to do the dirtiest things to me at the same time. I wanted that. Oh, how I wanted that.
His sinful mouth twitched before his head slowly dipped. I wet my lips in anticipation. My body was already buzzing and ready for another taste of Adam. Only he didn't kiss me. He ran the tip of his nose along my jaw before nudging my head back. His mouth closed over the skin below my ear from where he nipped and sucked his way down my neck.
The sensations he was creating with his teeth, tongue, and the stubble covering his jaw had goosebumps chasing up and down my skin. I weaved my fingers through his short hair and scraped my nails down the back of his head.
Adam growled before giving me a little more than a nip. It wasn't gentle but I definitely didn't mind it. The needy whimper bouncing off the walls a testament to that.
"You like that?" he rasped. When I nodded, his hooded gaze locked onto mine and he bared his teeth in a wolfish grin.Bye-bye panties."Then you'll love this."
Needy state or not, I raised my eyebrow. "You sound extremely sure of yourself."
He aimed another one of those panty-melting smirks my way before grabbing my shirt and pulling it over myhead. After tossing it aside, he stared at my bared breasts and slicked his tongue over his lips.
