Stowe seemed to be stalling on his porch, for whatever reason. I frowned over at him, trying to encourage him to hurry up and get the hell in his house. He didn’t notice, however, he was too focused on the occupant of the Escalade. If Stowe couldn’t tell who it was initially, he certainly knew when Adam got out of the vehicle and slammed the door shut. Adam’s eyes were on Stowe too, and hell, I didn’t need to be close to know they were stormy.
Stowe shot Adam a cocky grin and waved over to me. “’Night, Maddy.” His voice was way louder than normal, surely so Adam would hear. I cringed. “Dinner was delicious, and the conversation over wine, even better. Thank you again.”
Shut up, shut up, I kept thinking. Adam continued to glare at Stowe. Oh, these two definitely knew each other, and clearly there was no love lost between them. Chuckling, Stowe turned away and went into his house. Thank God. I mean, baiting Adam Ward. Was he crazy?
Adam shook his head in apparent disgust, and his gaze sought mine. I tried to look away but couldn’t as he strode up the steps.
“Madeleine, what the fuck are you up to?” he demanded to know when he reached me. His hands were clenched, his jaw set tight. But he sure did look incredible, all hot and angry.
I raised my chin defiantly. I simultaneously hated and loved when Adam went all alpha-male on me. Okay, maybe I loved it a little more than I should have. So I sniped back, “I have no idea what you’re going on about.”
I turned to storm back into the house, but he grabbed my arm. “Your friendly neighbor over there.” He jerked his head in the direction of Stowe’s house. “Really, Madeleine? I heard what he said. Dinner? Wine? Have you fucking lost your mind?”
Ooh, Adam was pissed. And though it was flattering to know he still cared, I didn’t really understand why he was this angry. It was more than jealousy. I decided to push him further to find out why. “You have no right to dictate who I am friends with,” I stated, pulling my arm away and marching into the house.
As expected, Adam followed me in. With a slam of the door, he said, “Friends? Please. You really think that guy just wants to be friends with you?”
I spun around. God, in the soft lighting of the hallway, Adam looked hotter than ever. He was breathing hard, and his muscles strained at the Henley shirt he was wearing. “I don’t want him,” I whispered.
Adam stalked toward me, and I kept stepping back until my ass hit the wall. “You better not,” he growled, and then his body pressed into mine, trapping me.
This close, the delicious smell of Adam intoxicated me. I was done for; my resistance crumbled. My hands and lips roamed his body. I touched him everywhere. I kissed at the rough stubble along his jaw line, nipped at his neck. My hands snaked under his shirt, and when I felt the planes of his hard abs, I let out a little moan. “I missed you,” I said. And oh had I ever.
I couldn’t stop, nor did I want to, and Adam certainly wasn’t making any effort to stop me. In fact, as I began to drop to my knees, he undid his jeans. It was clear what he wanted, same thing I was planning.
I licked the skin above the band of his boxer briefs and Adam sucked in a ragged breath. Together, we pushed his jeans lower. Not surprisingly, he was very-much ready. I stroked him through the cotton material and cautiously glanced up at him. “Pull them down,” he demanded, looking down at me with lust-filled eyes.
I did as he commanded, and his cock sprung free. I stroked him with one hand, cupped his balls in the other. I ventured another glance up at Adam from my position of submission. He was watching me intently, his blue eyes hooded, chest rising with every heavy breath. With our gazes locked, I tilted my head and blazed a lazy trail with my tongue along his shaft. Adam moaned and leaned his head back. When I finally took him fully in my mouth, I felt him wrap his hands in my hair. He guided my movements for several strokes, but then, with a growl, yanked me away.
At first I thought he was stopping everything, but then I was lifted as if I weighed nothing. My slacks were stripped away. Adam’s hands gripped my ass and he gingerly hoisted me up against the wall. I wrapped my legs around him. “Ease down, baby,” he said in my ear. “Let me feel you.”
I relaxed and slid down until I felt the head of his cock at my entrance. With ragged and labored breaths, Adam began to push into me, but my panties were still on and in the way.
“Wait, I’ll get them.” I tried to reach down to take them off, but Adam caught my arm and pinned it above me.
His face was buried in my neck, his rough stubble scraping at my skin. “Just stay still and take it, Maddy,” he rasped. And then he roughly shoved my panties aside and began to fuck me, hard and fast.
My body slammed into the wall with every thrust, when I’d start to slide down too far, Adam basically fucked me back into place. Jesus, he was strong.
“You are fucking mine, “Adam said, close to
