Slide(Boosted Hearts Book 3)(48)

“Yes!”

“Jesus, the way you’re pushing back on me…” His fingers dug in harder. “Goddamn it, Lucy.”

His voice shook, gritty with lust, and something else. She didn’t know what it was exactly. Anger? Desperation? Torment? Whatever it was had her inner muscles clamping down hard around him.

“Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?” he gritted out. “Any…goddamn…idea?” He punctuated each word with a punishing thrust of his hips.

Her orgasm was right there, and she pushed back harder, fucking herself back on him, meeting each of his hard, brutal strokes. “I’m going to…I’m…ahhh.” She screamed his name, so damn loud her throat felt tight and raw when she was done.

Adam didn’t slow, was still pounding into her, wringing every last shudder and cry out of her until she was tearing at the sheet beneath her, sobbing and writhing. Planted deep, he roared, pulsing inside her, and she knew he was coming as hard as she just had.

“Damn you, Lucy,” he gritted low while he still throbbed and ground against her, body shaking. “Goddamn you.”

He covered her back, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her to the side with him, still breathing hard.

Silence engulfed the room and the words he’d said while he was inside her swam through her head. Going by the way he’d stilled, he was doing the same thing. What she was doing to him? What the hell did he mean?

No. No more lying, not even to herself. She knew, didn’t she? He was feeling the same thing she was. It should be groundbreaking, earth shattering—but it wasn’t because she’d always known. Deep down, she’d known the truth. They’d both known.

“We should get ready,” Adam said suddenly. “We need to get this car delivered by tomorrow night.”

“We should.”

Neither one moved.

She tightened her fingers around his wrist. “Adam—”

“Don’t,” he rasped.

Nothing’s changed.

He hadn’t said the words out loud, but they hung in the air all the same. She squeezed her eyes closed for a moment, then finally sat up, forcing a smile. “I’m first in the shower.” She dove off the bed and raced to the bathroom.

Adam didn’t say anything, but she felt his eyes on her as she crossed the room and shut the door behind her.





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“I love this song.” Lucy turned the stereo up, and Adam must have like it, too, because he let her. She was counting that as a win. The man was a control freak, in all things—some ways that were frustrating as hell, and others…well, she kind of loved, like a lot.

They’d avoided conversation that veered toward heavy since they left the hotel, and Lucy was fine with that. They both had their reasons for being content with this short-term deal. Okay, content probably wasn’t the right word. Accepting, maybe? And weirdly, it made her feel better knowing she wasn’t alone in her feelings for him, that it went both ways. It also made her feel extremely sad, but she wasn’t going there. She was done being sad. They had today and tonight, and she wanted to make the most of every minute.

Her favorite part of the song started and she tilted her head back and belted it out along with the lead singer. She sounded like shit, but it wasn’t like this was the first time Adam had been subjected to her singing.

She heard him chuckle beside her and turned her grin his way. “Don’t even lie. You love the sound of my voice.”

His gaze moved over her bare legs. “When it’s screaming my name, it’s the sweetest fucking sound in the world. When you’re butchering the chorus line to one of my favorite songs? Not so much.”

She ignored the way her belly dipped and slugged him in the arm. “Good God, you’re an ego maniac.” She snorted. “When you jerk off do you call out your own name?” She screwed her face up, giving her best Adam-come-face impersonation, and lowered her voice. “I’m so hot. That’s it Adam, you’re the man. Bring it home, big boy…Adaaammmmm.”

“I would never call myself big boy.” He smirked. “Nice to know you think I am, though.”

“I said nothing of the sort.”

“Yes, you did. You just said it.”

She rolled her eyes. “I said you thought that about yourself.” He totally was a big boy. Shit, she could still feel him between her legs from this morning.

“Are you saying I’m lacking in some way?”

“I didn’t say that either.”

“So what are you saying?”

“Oh my God!” She threw up her hands. “Fine, yours is the biggest, finest piece of man meat I have ever encountered. Better?”