“This monster you work for, do you have any idea what he’s really doing here?”
“I don’t know what you mean,” I said.
“He’s evil, Olivia,” Adam said while he moved his mouth back to my neck again. I felt his hips push against my thigh, and I was pretty sure the gun was still on the desk, so there was something else sticking into me. “Damn—I want you again.”
“I’m all right with that,” I said softly.
“You aren’t sore?”
“I’m okay,” I responded. “I want you again, too.”
“I know I said I’d make sure you were home safely tonight,” Adam said softly into my ear, “but how would you feel about maybe coming with me instead? I really need to finish up work here, and I think if I fuck you again now, I’ll never get it done.”
“Where are you going?”
“I can’t tell you,” he said. “I will tell you we won’t be coming back—not anytime soon, anyway.”
“And you want me to come with you?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
Adam hesitated.
“I want to show you what Mr. Kender’s done,” he said. “I want you to understand. I also want to take you to posh hotels all over the world and see you naked and laid out for me in as many beds as possible. I want to give you everything. I want to make you mine. I can’t do that if you stay here.”
He wrapped his arms around my shoulders and pulled me against him. I could feel him most definitely against my leg as he pushed his hips forward, grinding into me. He slid one of his hands down over my arm, across my hip and down my leg. He reached around my knee and pulled, hoisting my leg over his hip.
“Never mind the work,” he mumbled, and I felt him near my core again.
“Okay,” I heard myself tell him.
“Okay…what?” Adam looked up into my eyes, and for the first time, he sounded just a little unsure.
“I’ll go with you.”
“You will?”
“Yes,” I said, a little louder and more definitively.
I felt my entire body—no, my entire being—relax into his arms.
This was what I wanted. This was what I needed. I felt like that one little word—“yes”—was the last major decision I
was going to have to make, and I calmed in a way I hadn’t felt since before my dad’s death. His passing had left me without any other choice but to grow up too soon.
“I’ll make it worth your while,” he whispered softly in my ear. “I’m going to cover you in diamonds during the day and fuck you senseless during the night.”
“I’m not so sure about diamonds,” I said, moaning as his mouth covered my earlobe, and he sucked on it, “but the last part sounds like exactly what I want.”
I felt Adam’s stomach muscles tense as he slowly entered me again. He breathed his words, hot and wet, into my ear.
“Want no more.”
~The End~
What I Want