Adrian's Wrath(25)

“God, Brea. You have no idea how turned on I am right now.” The feel of his tongue on the shell of her ear had a small gasp escaping her. When his hand finally molded between her thighs, she arched her back and cried out. It felt so damn good. Almost too good. “Fuck. You’re so hot and wet.” His mouth kissed her ear. “You’re so ready for me, aren’t you? Your little silk panties are soaked, sweetheart.”

“Yes, Adrian. I am so ready for you.” His thickly callused fingers slid along the edge of her underwear, teasing her, tempting her. He hooked the digit around the elastic where her thigh and labia met, moving it to the side, stroking over her pussy lips. A fresh gush of moisture left her. The dress needed to go, like an hour ago. Placing her hands on his chest, she gave a gentle push. Instantly he was off her, giving her space. The look on his face told her he thought she was pushing him away for a completely different reason. The expression on his face was calm, understanding. Only a second passed between them and then she was gripping the hem of her dress and lifting it above her head. When the material was gone, he stared at her with half-lidded eyes. She still wore her panties and strapless bra, but the look he gave her made her feel totally naked.

“You are so incredibly beautiful. Do you realize that, Brea?”

Throat so dry she might as well have swallowed sand, she shook her head. Cameron might have told her she was beautiful, but his words had held an acid undertone and his actions had proved differently. The fierce look in Adrian’s eyes had her feeling bolder. She moved onto her hands and knees and crawled toward him. The heat from his body wrapped around her and she found herself lifting her hand and running it along the collar of his shirt.

“Be with me, Adrian.” The soft glow from the bedside lamp illuminated his powerful body, and when he reached behind him and gripped his shirt, effectively pulling it over his head, everything around her stopped. The muscles of his upper body flexed as he moved. They were so pronounced, and with the dark spiraling tattoos that covered his biceps and pectoral muscles he seemed every bit as powerful as a god. He reached for her, bringing her body flush with his and kissing her senseless. Their combined breathing was fast and labored, and she knew she couldn’t wait any longer. Already she had let so much of her life slip away, but not now, not with Adrian.

With expert movements, he gripped her waist and pulled her up so she was straddling his hips. Jeans still covered his lower body, but the definite outline of his erection pressed incessantly against her. Laying her against the cool cotton sheets, he leaned over her, running his tongue along every square inch of her exposed flesh. Goose bumps formed along her body and she found herself gripping onto his shoulders, pulling him closer. He moved his body lower, kissing a scorching trail of wet kisses until his hot breath teased the skin right above her panties. Her gaze was riveted to the sight of his dark head gazing up from between her thighs. Heart pounding a frantic rhythm, she held her breath as she watched him grip the elastic and slowly pull it down her legs, never taking his eyes off of her. She lifted her hips to help him pull the now offending fabric off, and then he was reaching up, unhooking the front clasp of her bra and pulling it off of her.

There she lay, completely naked, her legs slightly spread, and a powerful man’s hot and humid breath sliding over the most intimate part of her. Never had a man’s face been so close to that part of her body. Cameron had found oral sex disgusting—well, when he wasn’t the one receiving it. There she was again, letting that bastard ruin her life. Not now, Cameron. I will not let you take this from me.

Adrian’s eyes dipped down and took her in. If she had thought he looked aroused before, the lust was now pouring off him in waves. One thick finger slipped down her center and she arched her back, a small cry of pleasure escaping her. Could he see how wet she was? How swollen she felt?

“Oh, Brea,” he said on a moan right before he covered her pussy with his scorching mouth. Over and over he dragged his tongue along her slit, moving to her clit and circling the engorged bundle of nerves, before dragging it down to press against the opening of her body. It was an incredible feeling, and despite the slight embarrassment of having a man licking her between her legs, she couldn’t help but feel so very wanted.

“You taste incredible. So sweet, Brea.” She felt him flattening his tongue and running it up and down her cleft. Firm, full lips suctioned onto her clit and sucked, hard. A powerful orgasm was building inside of her, dragging the air from her body. Adrian brought her to the precipice and then slowed before it claimed her.