Page 60 of Slow Burn
That was the only warning I got before he descended and covered one with his hand, closing his mouth over the other. Within the space of a few heavy breaths, I'd turned into a moaning writhing mess of bones while this man did wicked, wicked things to my body.
His hands were freaking everywhere.Everywhere. Touching me. Teasing me until there wasn't a single coherent thought left in my brain. Then he was on the move; kissing and nipping a hot path down my body, settling those massive shoulders between my thighs.
I was vaguely aware of Sheldon barking at something, but I couldn't be too bothered not when Adam had his fingers hooked in the waistband of my shorts and he was looking at me like he was about to rock my world.
There wasn't a part of me that didn't ache or throb with the desperate need for this man to give me a release. To push me so far over the edge that catching my breath would be impossible.
I was so ready for it when he pulled at my shorts and dragged his teeth over my hipbone, my entire body surged to life. Back arching, hips bucking. His tongue was hot and wet as he slowly licked his way to the other side.
"I'm gonna devour you until the only name leaving your lips is mine."
Yes! Yes, yes, yes.
"Yoo-Hoo, Maddie-Cakes."
Adam's head whipped up, eyes frantically searching mine. "The fuck?"
Groaning, I rolled my head back and cursed myself for ever telling Frankie where the damn spare key was or that she could use it whenever she wanted to. I was so damn close to getting a release from all this pent-up tension that'd been building and building over the weeks.
She couldn't have waited another hour or so before showing up? The couch dipped, effectively pulling me from my little pity party. When I lifted my head, I found Adam standing with one hand gripping his neck while his gaze flicked between the hallway and the glass door. It took my lust-fogged brain a minute to catch up, and I swear the pure panic on his face had my heart twisting.
I pushed to my feet and after covering my breasts with one arm, I touched my palm to his chest to gain his attention. When his eyes collided with mine, the look in them reminded me of a wild animal. One that felt cornered and scared.
"Go," I said softly, jerking my head toward the door.
He didn't argue. Simply took the out I gave him and even though it hurt just a little that I wouldn't be able to introduce him to my best friend, I understood where he was coming from.
Pushing the sadness away, I scanned the floor for my shirt. I'd just pulled it over my head when Frankie waltzed into the living room, cradling a grocery bag in each arm. "I was out there knocking for ages," she complained. "So, I decided to use the spare key."
Eyes narrowing, her assessing blue gaze scanned the length of me. I stood as still as a statue when all I wanted to do was fidget. "Why didn't you answer the door?" Shewas staring at a spot on my neck as she asked the question.
"Didn't hear you knock."
"Mmm-hmm." Frankie's head slowly bobbed up and down. "And why is that?"
I licked my lips nervously. If I confessed to her why the sound of her knocking never registered, she'd want to know where the heck Adam was hiding. And then I'd have to tell her about his difficulty being around people.
I didn't want to do that. It was Adam's truth to tell, not mine.
"You're covered in beard burns!" Her screech sounded extremely close all of a sudden. I blinked and blinked again, only to find her standing in front of me, studying the marks on my neck as they were some new discovery.
"Uhm," was about as far as I got before my phone chimed to life. I'd never felt more relieved in my life. Shooting her an apologetic look, I snatched it off the coffee table and pressed it against my ear without checking the caller ID.
"This is Maddie," I said into the phone as I turned my back to avoid Frankie's death-glare.
"Hi Maddie, It's Lucetta."
"Oh! Hi." We'd been keeping in touch via text messages so the fact that she was calling was a bit strange. "How is your mom?"
"She's in a lot of pain, but we knew the healing process would be slow." She paused for a beat. "Especially for someone her age."
"And you?" I asked tentatively. "Are you doing okay?"
I heard her deep intake of breath. "I am. I've had a lot of time to reflect on my life and the choices I've made while I've been down here."
"That's great."I guess. There was something in her tone that gave me pause. A little niggle of foreboding trickled down my spine.
"Look, Maddie, I know this is out of the blue, but I don't think I'm coming back to Clearwater Bay."
