Harbour Falls (A Harbour Falls Mystery #1)(100)

I shuddered just as a huge bolt of lightning lit up the entire room, illuminating Adam standing in the doorway. “Adam,” I gasped, sucking in a breath of air. “You scared me.”

In a beat he was on the bed, above me, his arms a cage around me. My heart beat wildly, fear morphing to excitement. “Are you afraid now,” Adam asked, blue eyes clouded with desire.

“Maybe a little,” I replied, my breathing quickening in anticipation.

Adam chuckled darkly while dropping to his elbows. His lips grazed mine, and I responded. Our mouths moved together, slowly at first, lingering and kind of sweet, but soon our kisses grew desperate, hungry. This is what we both needed, what we both wanted.

Finding the hem of his shirt, I fisted my hand in the cotton material, my knuckles skimming his abdomen. Adam sucked in a breath and found my eyes. “It isn’t going to be gentle, Madeleine. I’ve waited too long, we’ve waited too long.”

“I don’t want it to be gentle,” I rasped.

And I didn’t, so I raked my nails up his back to show him how much I wanted it. How hard I wanted it. Adam hissed and yanked the shirt he was wearing over his head, flinging it to the floor. And then his lips crashed into mine in a flurry of hot, wet, frenzied kisses. Somehow my shirt, my bra, my panties, he peeled them off while we kissed like our lives depended on it. I don’t know, maybe they did. And then it was Adam’s turn—his clothes, discarded in a flash.



We were finally bare, skin to skin. And it felt so good, so right, so different from the night at the cottage. Our kisses slowed, stopped. Our eyes met, our souls now bared as well. Adam’s strong hands were everywhere—cupping my breasts, skimming over my hips, tracing up the sensitive insides of my thighs, sliding along my core. God help me. He drove me crazy with lust. Had I ever wanted someone like this? I wanted Adam to conquer me, invade me. I wanted Adam to f*ck me. I moved with the rhythm he set as his fingers played me like an instrument. And if I thought I could ever want Adam more than this, I realized I was sadly mistaken when he lowered his body and put his mouth on my sex. His lips, his tongue, the things he was doing drove me wild. I raised my hips up to give him more access, and he gripped my ass…hard. “You like this?” he asked smugly, glancing up from between my legs.

I did, oh I did. But all I could do was let out a moan of pleasure. His lips traveled back up my body, until our mouths met once more. My hands trailed down his chest, lower and lower. When I grasped him in my hand, he inhaled sharply, “God, Maddy, that feels good. Don’t stop.”

I stroked his full length; he was so hard, so heavy, so thick. Desperate to feel him inside of me, I pulled him down to me. He settled between my legs. Lightning flashed, illuminating the room once more. Adam pulled back slightly, his eyes—so, so blue and as stormy as that first night when I’d awoken on his sofa—met mine. No words were necessary. As he’d said, we’d waited long enough. And with no hesitation Adam plunged into me, eliciting a gasp from me. He stilled, burying his head into my neck, “Are you OK?” he murmured against my skin.

“Mm-hmm,” I responded.

Words eluding me, my mind clouded with desire. Adam remained still, buried deep inside of me, but unmoving. Not that I didn’t savor the invasion, but I could feel him smiling against my neck. He was teasing me. Damn him.



“Adam,” I huffed, circling my hips, “more.”

“What do you want, Maddy?” He chuckled. “Tell me what you want.”

Writhing wantonly beneath him, I said, “Just f*ck me, Adam. I want to…f*ck.”

The words sounded erotic as they fell from my lips, and Adam must have though so too. He pulled out almost all the way, very slowly, and then plunged back in, making me cry out in pleasure. Faster, faster, he pumped into me. Harder and harder. He gave me everything I wanted, and more. “Oh my God,” I breathed out. He felt so, so, so good.

We soon found a rhythm, moving with desperation, lust, but also with love. With thunder echoing out to sea, Adam and I were one, united in body, united in heart. And when our bodies reached an almost-simultaneous crescendo, for the first time, it felt like we were united in soul.





Chapter 26



While the storm raged through the night and into the next day, Adam and I remained locked away from the world—our current problems forgotten in the darkness of his bedroom. Not surprisingly, electricity had been lost on the island, so we lit candles and placed them all around the bed. The next several hours became a palette of images that blended into one another…

Adam ignites a candle with a flick of flame to wick, bringing it to life. His face as close to perfection as I’ve ever seen, bathed in the warm glow of candlelight. A playful smile tugs at his lips as he catches my expression of lust. I am ignited as well. And now this gorgeous man’s body—a body that hasn’t been clothed since yesterday—is above my own…and then behind…and then under me. Again and again—heated skin to heated skin— gliding together on a light sheen of perspiration. Touching, tasting, exploring. The darkness of night never quite goes away as the hours pass. There is just less darkness—a kind of illuminated gray. Until a new black night, this one clear as the storm passes, swallows the gray.

“Maddy,” Adam began, clearing his throat. His voice was husky. Though we’d been communicating, it hadn’t been with words. I lifted my head from where I was resting on his smooth chest and met his gaze. “I think we should do something special tomorrow. Just the two of us,” he continued and then dropped his voice to a mere whisper, “Maybe forget about…things for a while.”