“You feel so good, Adele. So fucking good.” I started tilting my hips up every time she rocked down and it triggered the telltale tingle at the base of my spine. I held it off, not wanting this to end. Ever.
“It’s you, Nathan. It’s only this good with you.” Adele dropped her head back and started moving faster and harder, her tits bouncing and shaking with every downward motion.
That quietly spoken admission made me want to beat my chest and howl out into the world. I was making her feel this way. I was taking this untamed, savage being, this woman who could bring any man to his knees, and I was making her shudder and scream with pleasure.
I lifted up harder, pistoning my hips with as much force as I could in the limited space. The white heat shifted and grew, barreling down my spine, making my balls tighten up. So I dropped my head when she lifted up again, latched my mouth onto the side of her throat and bit down, sucking the sensitive skin hard.
We came at the same time, her pussy clenching on me in tight pulls, me moaning into the firm flesh of her throat, knowing I'd just marked her. I think she said my name, but I couldn’t be sure. I’d been so busy trying not to stop breathing from the force of the orgasm that I may have blacked out.
Sitting in the dark car, wrapped around each other and breathing heavily, I had a hard time remembering the last time I’d felt so good. So content.
“Thank you for my coat.”
I smiled and pressed a soft kiss onto her shoulder. “I’ll buy you a hundred coats if that’s what I get in return.”
The delighted laugh that I got in response made my previous feeling of contentment increase a thousandfold.
* * *
It didn’t actually hit me right away when I got home. It wasn’t until my phone lit up with a message that I noticed how few lights were on around me. I hadn’t immediately flooded the room with brightness, like I normally did.
It felt good. Not needing light bulbs to artificially banish my loneliness. And when I saw that the message was from Adele, who I could still smell on my skin, an easy smile covered my face.
So long, it had been so long since I’d felt anything close to this. And then I laughed, shaking my head when I read her words.
Adele: You bought me a coat, so I left a gift for you in your car. If you can find it, we’ll be even.
For a few seconds, I pretended like I was actually capable of not going directly to my car and searching it. About five, to be exact. I didn’t even take the time to respond, grinning while I contemplated what she might have left for me. I was in the car with her the entire time so she’d been sneaky. After opening the door and looking in the console, under my seat, and in the glovebox, finding nothing, I sank into my seat and sighed.
It felt like I’d regressed back to high school days, playing silly games that you already know you’ll outgrow as soon as people expect more from you. It was a lightness blanketing my soul that I hadn’t felt in years. Of curiosity and expectations, that feeling where even though you had no idea what would happen when you opened your eyes the next morning, you just knew it would be good.
Adele was making me feel that way; in one short week, I was excited to open my eyes in the morning. That’s when I saw the edge of pink lace sticking out from behind my visor.
“How the hell did you manage that?” I snatched the delicate corner and pulled it out. As soon as my eyes caught on the underwear in its entirety, on the row of black ribbons that wove through the edge along the top, my breath whooshed from my lungs. Bright, white spots danced in front of my eyes when I flung it away from me, the memory of one of my last nights with Diana flooding my brain.
“Are you sure you have to leave right now?” Diana asked, poking her head out from around the corner of our walk-in closet. I could see her bare shoulder from where I sat on the bed tying my shoes.
I grinned, knowing exactly where she was going with this, but still wanting to play. “Why?”
She shrugged lightly, dark brown eyes tripping down my body. “I got something new, thought maybe you could stay home with me tonight. Help me break them in.”
Sitting up and stretching my arms over my head, then bracing them behind me on the bed, I jerked my chin up. “Show me.”
Her head disappeared in a cloud of slick brown hair. “Oh, I don’t think you deserve to see. Ditching me on this yucky, rainy night to go meet your boys.”
“Show me.”
Of course, she made me wait for a moment, then walked out and faced me. I was hard instantly. Her trim, lightly muscled body was completely on display, except for a small pair of light pink lace underwear, black ribbons woven through the edge on the top. Her firm, high breasts lifted when she took a breath and set her hands on her hips. “You can look all you want, Easton. But unless you stay home with me tonight, you do not get to touch.”