Tamed (Torn #5)(23)

Within minutes, my body shuddered as I came. His tongue continued to explore until my orgasm slowly faded. He kissed his way up my body to my breasts. He sucked my nipple into his mouth, and I gasped. I grabbed his head and pulled him closer. He released my nipple and moved to the next one. He bit down gently before releasing it as well. I shivered when he blew on it, his breath driving my wet skin mad.

“Are you ready for me to f*ck you?” he asked.

I nodded, unable to speak. He grabbed the condom off the nightstand and tore the wrapper open. Within seconds, he had it on. He kissed me greedily before entering me in one hard thrust. My body tensed from the twinge of pain I felt. Even though I’d been with him only a few days before, it still took a bit for my body to adjust to his size.

He pulled back and pushed in again, gentler this time. I relaxed as I wrapped my legs around his hips to allow him to go deeper. He kissed me roughly before he slammed into me again. My breath caught as his hips pushed forward over and over. I gripped his shoulders hard enough to break skin, but neither of us cared. We became a tangle of lips and hands, both of us trying to get closer to the other. I squeezed my internal muscles, and he moaned loudly.

He stilled for a moment and stared down at me. “Do that again.”

I squeezed once again, loving the way he sounded as he moaned.

“Fuckin’ perfect,” he muttered before finding his rhythm again.

After that, the only sounds in the room were those of our bodies coming together over and over. His breath became ragged as he fought for control. I closed my eyes as my body exploded again, my orgasm catching me by surprise. I tightened around him as I came. He cursed as he came right along with me, our bodies syncing perfectly.

After a moment, he finally pulled away. I watched as he stood and tossed the condom into the garbage can before dropping down onto the bed next to me. I closed my eyes, unable to look at him. I knew I was setting myself up for a really f*cked-up ending with him, but I didn’t care. Sex with Adam was worth all the heartache in the world.

“I’m glad we settled our differences. This whole friends-who-f*ck thing is working out pretty damn well for me,” Adam said.

I reached over and smacked his damp chest. “Fuck you.”

“You just did, but I’m sure I could go again. Give me about two minutes. That * of yours calls to me.”

I opened my eyes and grinned at him. “I feel like you’re just using me for sex.”

“Never, babe. I like staring at your tits, too. Sex is optional.”

I raised an eyebrow.

“Okay, maybe not,” he added.

“You have such a way with words. I’m a lucky girl,” I mumbled before closing my eyes again. I was suddenly exhausted. All I wanted to do was sleep.

“I should probably go,” Adam said.

I felt the bed move as he stood. I opened one eye to see him pulling on his boxers and pants. I finally sat up once he had his shirt on, and I watched as he laced up his shoes.

“I should probably get dressed before my roommate walks in. Shit might get awkward if I don’t.”

“Is she hot? If so, I’m willing to take you both on at once. This might just end up being my favorite room in all of West Virginia.”

I snorted at the thought of my prissy roommate having a threesome. “You’re not her type.”

“I’m everyone’s type.” He grinned at me.

“Not everyone’s. Now, get the hell out of my room. I need sleep.”

He stepped closer to the bed and bent down to kiss me. I closed my eyes as his lips moved against mine. Even something as simple as a kiss made me want more from him.

I pushed him away before standing and picking my clothes up off the floor. “Go.”

He held up his hands, his usual smirk on his face. “I’m out of here. Oh, just in case you need me in the middle of the night, I should give you my number. I wouldn’t want you to get lonely and have no way to get a hold of me.”

I rolled my eyes but grabbed my phone off my desk. He recited his number, and I added it to my phone. I sent him a text so that he’d have my number as well.

“I just texted you, so you have my number now.” I tossed my phone back onto the desk and started putting my clothes on.

“All right. I’ll see you later.” He opened my dorm door and left.

Once he was gone, I dropped back down onto my bed. I inhaled deeply, noticing that his scent was covering my body and my bed. I had no doubt that I’d sleep soundly tonight—as long as I didn’t think too hard about the agreement I’d just made with Adam or about getting my heart ripped out. Again.





I didn’t see Adam on Thursday.

On Friday night, I almost went to the bar to watch the band play, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I knew what would happen if I had to watch him leave with another woman. My crazy would come out, and I’d destroy any progress I’d made with him.

I’d given a lot of thought to my agreement with Adam. I hated to admit it, but I thought that it was for the best. He didn’t do relationships, and I didn’t want one, but we both wanted each other. Keeping things strictly physical was the only way I could walk away without getting hurt. I just had to keep reminding myself of that.

That didn’t mean I was secure enough to watch him leave Gold’s with some little skank. Instead, I planned to stay in with only my iPod as company. It wouldn’t be the most exciting Friday night, but it was better than the alternative.