‘I can’t believe I’m doing this. I swear I only came down for breakfast.’ She didn’t look too unhappy about it, though. Her smile lit up her face.
Adam flexed his muscles. ‘I think you’ll find I’m doing all of the work here. You’re just coming along for the ride.’
Her laugh blinded him. ‘I mean this. Going to bed with you. It’s hardly even morning. I’m honestly not the sort of girl who throws herself at strangers.’
‘We’re not strangers.’ They were anything but. Right then he felt connected to her on every level. It was as though his heart was in tune with his brain for once. ‘But if you’re having second thoughts, we can stop now. No hard feelings.’
‘Don’t you dare stop.’
That settled it. They made it to the bedroom. Adam lai
d her gently on his bed, standing back to admire her for a moment. Her hair fanned out across the patchwork quilt, her skin soft in the morning light. Her top half was bare save for the half-open bra she was wearing. From the waist down, on the other hand, she needed some work.
Adam bent down and pulled off her boots, then tugged at the woollen socks keeping her feet warm. Her toenails were painted a vivid orange, shiny and bright. Something about that made him want to kiss them, so he did. One by one he pressed his lips to her toes, holding them hard when she tried to pull them away. She started to giggle at the sensation.
‘Can I take my jeans off?’ she asked him.
‘That’s my job.’ He didn’t want to be hurried. Adam planned on savouring every moment of that morning, burning each touch and sensation into his memory. He wasn’t sure what would happen after today. For now, he just wanted to live in the moment.
With her.
Maybe that’s what Martin meant after all.
She started to wriggle on the bed, responding to his touch. With a grin on his face, Adam climbed onto the mattress, leaning over her as he stared into her eyes, his hands resting on either side of her head.
‘Adam, I need you.’
‘Say my name again.’
Her lips turned up. ‘Adam. Adam, Adam. Do it to me, Adam.’
He laughed and shook his head.
Slowly he unbuttoned her jeans. They were tight against her skin, enough to make her have to lift up her body as he tugged the denim down, watching it slide along her legs until finally he brought them over her feet. That just left her underwear. No, not underwear – lingerie. It was delicate and white, the intricate design on her panties matching those on her bra. It made him hard as a rock to know she’d worn this just for him.
Kneeling over her, he leaned down and pressed a kiss to her stomach. Her body was warm and silky beneath his lips. As he slid his mouth to her breastbone, Kitty gasped, her chest rising with the effort.
‘Take my bra off.’
The way she kept trying to boss him around amused him. She didn’t realise that he was planning to do it anyway. But knowing how needy she was, he took his time, making her gasp and squirm as his fingers brushed against the underside of her breast.
She was panting by the time he unhooked her bra.
Man, her breasts were magnificent. Pale and full with pink-tipped nipples, he couldn’t stop himself from staring at them. Imagining how they’d feel in his mouth, his tongue rolling around until her tips were stiff.
Kitty’s hands fluttered to her chest, as if to cover them. Firmly he grabbed her wrists and put her arms by her sides. Right now her breasts were his. Every part of her was his. But what he planned to do was for Kitty alone.
‘You’re beautiful.’ His voice cracked.
‘Really?’ She sounded surprised.
‘Like you don’t know it.’ He placed the pad of his index finger in the dip beneath her neck, tracing a line that intersected her breasts. ‘Look at you lying here, like some kind of goddess. You must hear this shit all the time.’
‘I don’t.’
‘Then you should. Every fucking day.’
He couldn’t wait any longer. The need to taste her, to give her pleasure, was too strong to ignore. He brought his head to her breast, stopping half an inch away from her nipple. Close enough to make her pucker with his warm breath. Pausing, he tasted the anticipation before wrapping his lips around her nipple.