Adrianna began crying out in quick successions and when Jack pressed his thumb firmly over her clit she called out loudly. “Oh, God, yes, I’m coming!”
How fucking hot was that?
Jack gripped her to him tightly by the waist and with two more thrusts up into her, he was following along, pulsing inside of her walls that were tightly clamped around his cock.
Adrianna collapsed on top of him, her limbs still slightly shaking. Jack held her to him, lightly resting his hands at her hips while they both worked to control their breathing. When he brought his hands up to caress her back, Adrianna stiffened and quickly rolled off of him before his fingers met the scar running up her spine.
Jack noticed her reaction but decided not to say anything, getting up from the bed and moving to the bathroom to dispose of the condom. As he washed his hands he wondered if he should offer to cook something for Adrianna, for he was now hungry himself. He figured he could make something easy, like scrambled eggs and toast but when he returned to his bedroom he was surprised to see that Adrianna was sitting at the edge of his bed, fully dressed and putting her shoes on.
“You’re not leaving, are you?” he asked her.
Adrianna smiled at him and said, “Yeah, I better get home.”
She rose from his bed and made her way out into the living room, searching for where she had dropped her purse. By the time she found it Jack emerged from his bedroom, clad only in his boxer-briefs, looking perplexed.
“You don’t have to go, ya know,” he told her. “You can stay the night.”
Adrianna shook her head and grinned once more. “It’s fine, Jack. Thanks for tonight, this was fun.”
She moved to his front door but Jack spoke out to stop her from leaving.
“Hey, wait a minute,” he said. “Can I at least have your number?”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” he got in reply.
“Why not?”
“Look, Jack,” Adrianna scoffed, “you’re a nice guy but let’s just call a spade a spade. We both know this was a one night stand and you don’t have to pretend anything for my sake. Really, it’s okay.”
Adrianna stood there awkwardly while Jack looked at her with total befuddlement.
“You are without a doubt the strangest woman I’ve ever met,” he admitted to her. “I’m not pretending anything, Ade; I’d like to see you again.”
“Why?” she asked him, genuine confusion evident on her face.
“Why not?”
Adrianna pursed her lips and rolled her eyes to the ceiling. “Because I’m not the type of girl you want to get involved with, okay?”
“Don’t you think I should decide that?” he countered.
“No.”
“Give me your number.”
“No!”
He moved towards her, stalking like a jungle cat, a sly grin creeping up on his features. Adrianna took the time to admire his physique once more and the way his skin was still glistening with sweat from their activity.
“Adrianna,” he whispered when there was just a sliver of space between them. Adrianna’s hand came up to rest on his abdominal muscles but she didn’t push him away. He leaned down to continue in her ear. “Don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy that as much as I did. I’d like to do it again and I know you would, too. Give me your number so I can call you. Let me take you out, get to know you more, and then bring you back to my bed again.”
Adrianna shivered as his warm breath tickled her ear and when he ran one finger down the side of her neck she almost caved. Almost.
“No,” she told him.
Jack was determined though and he moved his lips from her ear to kiss her once again. It was that same deep, sensuous kiss he gave her when they first got back to his apartment and Adrianna was defenseless against it. She surrendered to it, leaning her body into his and sighing at the way his tongue moved against hers. While she contemplated going back to his room for one more round before she went home, she didn’t notice that Jack was secretly using one hand to dig through her purse at her side. He continued to kiss her until his fingers closed around the object he was searching for.