Pieces of You(17)

“This one’s going to be dirty,” he says as he tosses my jeans and panties onto the floor and kisses my hipbone. “First, take off your shirt. I want to look at you.”

I tear off my shirt and slip out of my bra then lie back as he sits up on his knees to look at me. It’s a testament to how comfortable I feel with Adam that I don’t even flinch at the fact that the lights are on. Adam has never made me feel anything other than completely beautiful.

His eyes take in every inch of me, his gaze skimming over every valley and curve before landing squarely on my face. “I’ll save the joke for later.”

He slides two fingers inside me and I close my eyes as I hold my breath. His fingers slide in and out of me as his thumb massages my clit.

“Oh, my God,” I breathe as I roll my hips against the motion of his hand.

“Look at me.” I shake my head as the pleasure builds inside me and he laughs. “Come on, baby. I want to see your eyes.”

I open my eyes and he smiles as he slides his fingers out of me right before I come.

“That’s not fair,” I protest.

He ignores my grumbling as he lies on top of me and kisses me hard. I’m breathless, lost under the weight of his body and the power of his kiss. His hands roam over my waist and he takes my breast in his hand.

“I’m always fair,” he whispers in my ear then he moves down, laying a soft trail of kisses straight down the middle of my torso until he reaches my center.

I gasp as soon as his tongue touches me. “Adam.” He lets out a soft grunt in reply. “Don’t stop.” I try not to writhe away from him as the warmth builds inside me, spreading out from my core in furious waves. “Adam!”

“Say it louder,” he says, and the sensation of his breath and the vibration of his voice send chills through me.

As the orgasm reverberates through my body, a cry of euphoria explodes from my lips. “Adam!”

I hear a soft chuckle as he finishes me off with another lick and a soft kiss. My body trembles as he kisses each of my breasts then sits up. He takes off his jeans and I attempt to recover as he slides a condom on.

“Sweeter than sugar,” he says, as he lies on top of me, resting his elbows on either side of my head, and kisses me.

I rake my nails softly over his ribs and he twitches between my legs. He kisses me slowly, taking his time, drawing out the moment until I finally grab fistfuls of his hair and pull his face back. I don’t say anything. He knows what I want as soon as he sees the hunger in my eyes.

He eases himself into me and I wrap my legs around his hips to coax him farther inside. I draw in a sharp breath as he hits my core and a spark of pain ignites the fire inside me.

His eyes are locked on mine, his brow furrowed as he watches every change in my face while moving rhythmically in and out of me. “Are you okay?” I nod and he kisses my forehead. “I love you, Claire.”

“I love you, Adam.”

He presses his lips to mine and I know, from that one look and the way he’s kissing me so tenderly, that there’s something he’s not telling me.





Chapter Nine





Adam




WAKING UP IN CLAIRE’S BED is always disorienting. I sleep like the dead in my own bed, but sharing a twin bed with Claire while Senia is lying eight feet away from us is not my idea of the perfect sleeping arrangements. Especially when all I have to do is smell Claire and I get turned on.

I sweep her hair to the side and kiss the back of her neck to wake her up. She stirs against me then pauses when she feels me stiff against her backside. I scoot back a little so she doesn’t think I’m trying to make any suggestions. She turns around to face me and I kiss her forehead.

“Good morning, babydoll.”

She curls her leg over my hip and tucks her head under my chin. “Good morning. What are we doing today? I don’t have to study until six or seven, so we have all day.”

I lightly drag my fingertips up and down the silky skin on her thigh as I try to think of a way to break the news to her. “Baby, I have bad news. I can’t stay the entire weekend anymore.”

She jerks her head up and hits the underside of my chin forcing my teeth to clamp down hard. “Sorry,” she says as she rubs my chin. “What do you mean you can’t stay? When are you leaving?”

I pull her hand away from my chin and kiss her delicate fingers. She stares at me with those beautiful blue eyes and the disappointment in her face makes me want to tell my dad to go to hell with his last-minute demands, but I can’t.

“I’m leaving around noon. I have to help my mom with some closeout documents for a project.”

She sighs as she unfurls herself from me to lie on her back as she stares at the ceiling. “This sucks. I thought we were going to spend the whole weekend together. Now I’ll have to go to that Chi Omega brunch at the gallery tomorrow with Senia.”