The closer he got to the other side of the room, the stronger the sweet aroma that filtered across his nose. God, it made his mouth water. “What have you got there?” he asked. “It smells amazing.”
Lily lifted the edge of the hand towel covering the basket. “It’s raspberry jam and sweet biscuits.” Her voice was a soft caress. Adam’s heart raced as he watched her take the small glass jar from the basket and hand it to him. “It’s still warm.”
“Did you make this?” He twisted off the metal lid and dipped his finger in the sticky gel.
“Yes.”
Adam licked his finger and dipped it back into the jar. He loved the way her eyes widened as they tracked his finger sliding between his lips. “Here.” He dipped again, but this time he gently slid his jam-covered finger over Lily’s bottom lip.
She slowly parted her mouth to let his warm finger slide inside. Her eyes closed as her tongue cleaned the sweet jam. “It’s good, isn’t it?” Adam asked, watching a faint blush creep over her pale cheeks. Adam withdrew his finger only to lean forward and slide the tip of his tongue across the seam of her lips. The thud of the basket hitting the floor made both of them smile.
“Oh, goodness,” she said and bent to pick up the basket.
“‘Oh, goodness’ is right,” he teased.
The sight of her flushed and embarrassed made him want to pull her into his arms and press her against his chest. Adam knelt next to her, watching as she replaced the towel over the top of the basket. “Where have you been?”
When she finally looked at him, he could see the uncertainty hidden in the cerulean depths of her eyes. “Around,” she said as a soft curtain of silky hair slid down to hide her expression.
“I wanted to see you.” He took the basket and pulled out one of the biscuits. He bit into the fluffy texture, savoring the homemade flavor. The panicked look on her face as she stood up made him want to do anything to keep her from leaving, to make sure she knew everything was okay with him. The marks on her back, the relationship with Tony, the way she needed her pleasure. He just wanted to be near her.
“You have no idea what you’ve done,” he teased, trying to make her laugh. She’d looked so tense from the moment she’d stepped through the door. Seeing her smile would let him know he maybe had a shot in hell with this woman. “These are so good. Now I’m going to have to have one every morning.”
“This is supposed to be a peace offering,” she said. “An…’I’m sorry’ of sorts, I guess. I really wanted to give it to you earlier, but I thought now was as good a time as any.”
“Sorry for what?” he asked as he took another bite, engulfing the rest of the biscuit.
“For putting you on the spot last night. I hope you’ll stay. Sometimes Tony can be a bit forward and… Well, I’m sorry if we made you do something you didn’t want to do. I really enjoyed being with you and hope it doesn’t change your decision to rent here.”
Adam knelt down and leaned into her skirt. With one quick pull, he had the fabric pooled around her ankles.
Lily gasped but didn’t make a move to pull her skirt back up. “Please, Adam. I should go. I really should go,”
The supple skin of her thighs made his mouth water. “Who are you trying to convince? Because I’m totally on board with this. I want to enjoy what you brought me.” He eased her legs apart before dipping his finger into the jar of warm jam. Adam looked up one more time as Lily silently watched him smear his coated finger over her clit. He worked the nectar over the little nub.
Lily tried to pull her hips away, but he grabbed her waist and steadied her against his invading mouth. His rapid breaths made him light-headed as he worked his tongue, lapping at the sweet jam. He reached his hands around and squeezed one full globe of her ass. The firm yet soft flesh tensed against his massaging fingers. With a tight grip, he pushed her closer to his starving mouth.
“Please, Adam, you should stop.” She wove her fingers into his hair, giving a gentle tug to keep his lips close to her pussy. Adam licked faster, delving between her folds as he pulled even harder on her backside. He heard her pleas for him to stop, but her body melted against his mouth, her cunt wet his lips, and the little mewls she sighed let him know she wanted this as much as he did.
There was no way he was going to let her go. Not now. Probably not ever.
“I…have…to…” Every muscle constricted as her voice floated off. Her fingers tightened in his hair, making him wince. “Oh, God, Adam!”
He continued to lave her with his mouth until the last heartbeat ceased from her clit.